Chapter 9 lives at the Broken Axe Bar

The next day, it was just dawn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Harry has woken up.

Today was the first day of official wizarding, and of course Harry was excited. And it's all on your own. That feeling of freedom was really good!

Harry pulled back the worn curtains, the sky was dark blue, and when he opened the wooden windows, a cold wind blew in. It was summer, but it was morning, and Harry had to close the window a little smaller.

He took out a sweater from inside his shirt and put it on. I feel a lot warmer.

Harry said regretfully: "Isn't there usually a shot of the male protagonist in bed, and there is a charming girl on the bed?

A voluptuous voice answered him......

Harry looked at the bedside and saw a small white cat nested in a thousand beautiful nests.

Unfortunate............

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Harry sat by the window, looking at the dark blue sky and the stars and moon that were still bright. Moving a small wooden table to the window, lighting three candles, and opening the first page of the History of Magic. This is a must-read book for a history of magic class.

Window, night, candles, history books, beautiful man...... It's a really infectious scene.

This book chronicles the development of the wizarding world from BC to the present day, and is easy for first-year students to accept. Harry sees himself at the end, except that the picture is of a baby.

"What about my portrait fee? It's an infringement, okay. Harry roared inwardly. But thinking that it was not a loss to him, and that he could earn a lot of fame, Harry gave up the idea of calling 12315.

After reading the catalogue and browsing the contents roughly, it was already dawn, but it was still quiet, looking down from the window, Diagon Alley was not as lively as yesterday's daytime. Only a few shops are open.

Harry stretched, rubbing his eyes. The candle was blown out in one breath, and three wisps of green smoke rose.

Take off the outer sweater to reveal the inner t-shirt.

Harry threw himself on the bed in a large shape, and the sleeping cat was bounced up, apparently frightened. After discovering that there was no danger, he began to chant the sutra again.

Harry hugged the cat tightly in his arms and rubbed his nose against the cat's face, laughing.

"I'm going to give you a name, what's your name?" Harry mused.

"Wangcai?"

The cat's hair stood on end.

"Haha, you reacted so violently, you seem to be very happy with the name......! What are you biting me for......" Harry rubbed his palms.

"Elizabeth, Alice, no, it's too much trouble, it's a real headache...... Eh, it's Tom, but ......" Harry looked at the kitten in his arms and pulled it up.

Disappointment: "It's the mother!"

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Finally Harry finally settled on its name: "Well, cutie. ”

Harry was sure he really hated choosing a name because there were so many options.

The name was actually good, though, and Harry consoled himself.

The eagle sliced through the silence, a black shadow as fast as lightning, and a martial eagle stood next to Harry's window. The eagle spreads its left wings and combs its feathers with sharp rafters.

"There's another one!" Harry's head hurt again.

Of course, when it came to naming the eagle, Harry was wise enough to stay away from it. Being pecked by an eagle is definitely not a good thing!

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"How's Optimus Prime?

"Not satisfied? Do you like the Decepticons? But that's the villain. ”

After some haggling, Harry discovers that the Eagle's favorite is "Hedwig." ”

"Really, nothing new. Harry pouted.

He wasn't too interested in the name, but who made his eagle not react to his other Tyrant's cool name.

But at least I chose a name.

Harry suddenly noticed that Hedwig had bloodied bird feathers on her mouth.

"Well, you dare to eat alone. (The eagle is innocent: you didn't give me food, and you didn't let me find food myself.) ）

Harry thought of a horrible thing, it looked like owls eat mice. It's a good thing I didn't buy an owl, otherwise the owl would always come into the house with a mouse in its mouth, and it would be really desperate.

Because of this, Harry decided to forgive Hedwig.

"Come on, let's give it a try. Harry smiled.

"Little Cutie ......"

"Meow......" the cat cutie responded.

"Little Cutie ......"

“...... Meow ......"

"Little Cutie ......"

"............" cutie doesn't raise her head.

Hehe...... Harry looked embarrassed.

Turning to Hedwig: "Hedwig......"

"Fluttering ......" Hedwig flew away directly.

Harry's face was full of black lines: "Don't play with me, do you, then I ...... Turn grief and anger into food. ”

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Harry turned and went downstairs, but Old Tom hadn't gotten up yet.

Harry shook his head speechlessly, so he had to go out and eat a big meal in the Muggle world, thinking about "What are you going to do today?"

"Well, continue to walk Diagon Alley in the morning, and read books in the room in the afternoon, especially "Magic Potions and Potions", and the questions of those three pit dads must be memorized! ”

"And then ...... tomorrow"

"Learn simple magic the day after tomorrow, practice more every day, and reach proficiency ......"

"Better ......"

"Purr...... It's delicious, waiter, and I'll have one more of these two dishes!"

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Then Harry began his learning journey, which lasted for more than a month.

Every morning she is woken up by her tongue licking and fed a fresh fish bought in a London supermarket. Then go out for a run, finish at Buckingham Palace, and return.

At this point Old Tom went to work, Harry bought a large piece of meat, returned to the room, called Hedwig, and fed it.

Or practice magic, or read a book, or go to Diagon Alley with your cutie in your arms.

And because there are fewer and fewer new students to buy things, Diagon Alley has also returned to its usual state, and there are rarely crowded people on the street

Many shops in Diagon Alley have recently noticed a child on the street, a very sedate one with a patterned silver mark on his forehead. They speculated that it might be some kind of magic.

He was often seen in Diagon Alley, going in and out of every store, occasionally cuddling a plain white cat that he called a little cute.

Even if he asked him his name, he would just smile and shake his head, and after a few times, no one would ask.

More than a month had passed like this, and only he knew how much Harry had mastered magic.

But perhaps we can take some insight from the fact that Harry was shocked by the speed at which he was learning magic!

Of course, there were some things that Harry didn't want to mention, such as at the Blotted Bookstore, when Harry used the "Flying Charm" to find a book, the books piled up on the roof collapsed, crushing Harry to the bottom, and once doing an experiment in the room, his face was blown black, his bed caught fire, and he was given goosebumps by old Tom's resentful eyes......

Luobei: Harry's owl was called "Hedwig" by him for a reason. Hedwig has a meaning of "guardian of orphans".