[The Boy Who Never Died – Photo: Mission Accomplished; Rewards: Memory +20, Reaction +10, Harry Courage +10]

Harry stared blankly at the two pictures until Anna nudged his arm, "They really look like me...... I mean, I really look like them......" Harry was a little incoherent.

He flipped the book over and looked at the price, his eyes widened, such a book with a cover heavier than the pages actually cost one Galleon, Harry had briefly understood the price of goods in the wizarding world, and the cheapest broomstick he had just seen was only a few tens of Galleons.

Although he wanted to, OneGallon was not a small amount for Harry now, and he finally glanced at the photos, as if he wanted to engrave them in his heart, and silently put down the book, "Let's go Anna, let's go find the Weasley twins." ”

Anna glanced at the cover of the book, jotted down the name of the book on the system memo, and followed Harry out.

The two of them walked down the busy street again, and although they hadn't bought the book, Harry seemed in good spirits, "I know their names!" And Mommy's green eyes—" Harry gestured exaggeratedly, "exactly like me!" ”

"You're very similar to Mr. Potter, with your hair, your glasses...... When I'm confident, it's exactly like in the photo. ”

Anna suddenly realized that if Harry wore contact lenses and dyed his black hair the same crimson as his mother, wouldn't Snape be too targeted at Gryffindor?

"Harry, would you like to try dyeing your hair?"

"What?" Harry didn't understand why the topic had suddenly jumped.

"I think your mother's hair color is also very good, and by the way, I have a pair of contact lenses, just enough to show off your green eyes," Anna gave a thumbs up, "that would be handsome." ”

"Hmm...... Maybe...... Sounds pretty good," Harry thought for a moment, "maybe with long hair?" Just goes well with my headscarf, like you said...... Punk? ”

"That's really ......," Anna applauded, "that's cool." ”

"What's so cool? What are we missing? "Red-haired, long-sweater, and draped in a black cape, the Weasley twins suddenly appeared.

"Hey! I didn't even see you guys! Anna greeted them, then mysteriously pulled them over, "—to introduce you to a cool guy, of course!" ”

George saw Harry in a red turban, "This boy? You mean his hijab? Really cool! ”

Fred frowned, with an indescribable feeling in his heart, and looked at Harry, not very willingly, but still admitted, "It's very good." ”

Harry's face burned again, eight-year-old Harry was a blushing kid, and Anna put on a more mysterious expression, "Surely you've heard of him, he's very famous." ”

"Huh?" George looked closely at Harry's red cheeks, "Who is it?" We've heard of it? He pondered, "Could it be the lucky one who won the Prophet's Daily Silver West Award a few days ago?" That's why my dad believed that the Daily Prophet could really win the lottery, what's that person's name......"

"Don't think about it," Fred interjected, "and there is a picture of him in the newspaper today, and he is an old man. ”

Fred looked at Harry closely, "I want to think about it...... Could it be Donahan Temlet's son? ”

"Who?" Anna and Harry spoke at the same time.

"The members of the band 'Weird Sisters,' the Daily Prophecy recently introduced their family," George answered, gesturing his hand to Harry's length and width, "and his son is almost that old. ”

Fred shrugged helplessly, "I'm sorry I can't think of it, at this age, it's still very famous, it can't be Harry. Potter, right? ”

Silence, Anna smiled and nodded.

The twins' eyes widened, and Harry continued to blush.

"What——— George's cries attract curious glances from passing wizards.

"Really? Are you sure? Fred felt that Anna was joking with them, "Is that red turban for—"

Anna lowered her voice, "Yes, to cover that scar—a lightning scar. ”

Harry raised the corner of his red turban in cooperation.

"O galloping Golgong! He's really hah-" Fred covered his mouth as Anna said, "yes, yes, yes, we'll be surprised when we get to the house," Anna smiled awkwardly at the passers-by.

Finally arriving at 92 Diagon Alley, Harry had endured so much along the way, George and Fred had been staring at him with a burning gaze - Harry felt like his red turban was about to burn,

"Harry, we're here, this is the shop I told you about earlier - 92 Diagon Alley," Anna knocked on the door.

An old voice appeared behind the door, "Why is your face red?" ”

Harry thought he was talking about himself, touched his face, and heard Anna reply, "Radiant!" ”

"Why did it turn white again?"

"Cold-proof wax," said the door, and a thin figure in a pillowcase stood in the doorway, "Dudu has come to greet Miss Anna and her friends." ”

Harry glanced at Dudu curiously.

"Hey! Dudu! The code—I bet a hundred georges wouldn't have guessed it. Fred followed Anna into the house.

The hall was clean and bright, with dark brown European pattern carpets, beige wallpaper, wooden shelves all put away, broken dining tables and chairs were disposed of, and there was nothing else in the room except for the sofa and wooden table at the door.

"It's completely different from the last time I was here!" George sat down on the small couch in the doorway, "I can't believe this is the couch I sat on last time...... Harry! Come and sit! ”

Fred walked over to Harry and warmly invited Harry to sit on the couch - the twins squeezed Harry in the middle, one left and one right, Harry couldn't tell who was who, "Can Harry sign me!" "How did you defeat the Mystery?" "Can I see your scar?" "Do you have a wart on your buttocks?"

"What?" Harry covered his ass, "How do you know?!" No! I mean, I didn't! ”

Anna appeared with a broomstick, "Spare poor Harry, come and see this!" ”

"A broomstick! It's not cheap! Fred took the broom, the streamlined handle, the shell was smooth and shiny, and the twig at the end of the broom was straight and neat. Merlin's briefs! It's still a light wheel series! Let me see - Halo 1500! That's pretty good! ”

George adds, "It's not the new Halo 1700, but they all perform similarly!" ”

"100 miles per hour, 360 degrees in place!" The twins spoke in unison.

"I have a question!" Harry raised his hand, "Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to sit on the broomstick...... Hey! Don't look at me like that, I don't have warts on my ass! ”

"I do know that," Fred patted the broomstick seat, but instead of tapping directly on the handle, something blocked it, "Look, if I'm not mistaken—a wizard named Elio invented a shock absorbing charm to protect our asses from being tormented." ”

Fred handed the broom to Anna, and Anna squeezed her small fist and hit the seat position, the cushioning effect of the shock absorbing spell was very good, and it seemed that no matter how violent the impact was, it could be dissolved, "It's amazing!" ”

George raised an eyebrow at Fred, who glanced at him, "I saw it on the Chocolate Frog's card...... What's your expression? ”

George shrugged and studied the broom with Harry, "Harry, how's it going?" Want to sit on it and try it? ”

"Wait George! It's a light wheel—unlike our old broomsticks," Fred suggested, "and we'll have to find a big place, at least not in the house!" ”