As a man who doesn't like to swagger very much, if you want to keep a dragon as a pet, it is obviously not enough to rely on the small room on the second floor of the Leaky Cauldron Bar.

This involves the concept of having a home or a pet first.

Why raise a dragon?

This is not only Sean's interest for a while, according to rumors, the dragon's whole body is a treasure.

Dragonbones, Dragon's Blood, and Dragon's Teeth are all tools that can be used to cast spells or to assist in spellcasting.

If it weren't for the scarcity of dragons and the fact that dragons are irritable and difficult to suppress, Sean believes that dragons would probably become the common pets in every wizarding family.

I still remember the slogan: The pig's body is full of treasures, hard work earns treasures for a year, fewer children and more trees, and a happy New Year.

(That's it, King Woo Meow is here to give you a good greeting for the early years, and if you don't have a girlfriend, hurry up and look for it, so that you can deal with the pig-hearted greetings of the seven aunts and eight aunts.) Parenthesis laughs. ）

After thinking about it, Sean put down the book about magical creatures and picked up another one instead.

As a newcomer, he didn't want to settle down in a city full of smog.

If it weren't for the unique location of the Leaky Cauldron, he would have left the city long ago. Trial or not, enjoy it more, this is a somewhat familiar world.

The Book of Rubick, which doesn't fall asleep because of a lack of magic, is flying all over the room, and even if it is disdainful of the indigenous mages here, it is still quite attractive to the strange gadgets here.

The inedible Rubick Book unpacks the chocolate frogs one by one, and then directs them to form an R-shape and a U-shape, as if to teach the chocolate frogs how to spell their names.

The yellowed and old light is the only lighting equipment in this room, and the reason why it does not use spells to increase the light is because it cherishes the hard-won magic.

It's rare, the air is full of magical elements, and compared to the Hinterland Continent, although it is a little less, it still makes people feel friendly.

There is no need to measure the amount of magic in the body, just like the little daughter-in-law calculates the household, and can communicate with the magic elements in the air, which greatly saves the magic power in the body and speeds up the recovery of its own magic power for spellcasting.

But none of the books of Sean and Rubick proposed to add more light to this dimly lit room, and they would not make a big deal about it until they had enough of the magic in their bodies, at least until they had filled up their mana.

After all, neither Sean nor Rubick's book will have that simple and direct way to replenish demons, and besides, one person and one book will not be able to communicate with each other about bodily fluids.

Ignoring the somewhat wasteful fuss of the Rubick Book and picking up another "Theory of Magic" by Adebe Wauflin, Sean is completely immersed in the ocean of knowledge.

While watching, everything is there

Sigh, if only the ancient text were so simple and clear.

It's like a silent protest, and it's just an exclamation.

As far as rubick's books are concerned, these books have some value, except for books such as interesting magical beasts or thrilling travelogues, but they are of no value when it comes to magical theory and related knowledge.

After watching "Theory of Magic" for a while, Sean also had a deep experience.

Spell-casting borrowing tools, such as wands, staffs, or other items, are used to enhance the effect and power of magic.

As long as the mana is sufficient, there is no real difference in the use of props.

And in this world, they call themselves not magicians or mages, but wizards.

Wizards didn't get rid of the problem of relying on the medium to cast spells, and staffs became a necessity for them.

Looking at the sky through the window, it's not too late.

Say hello to the Book of Rubick and ask it not to make the room sleep, just stay in the room and play slowly.

Sean took a slightly larger robe and draped it over his body, he was going to Diagon Alley, whether it was a staff or the various potions mentioned in the book, he wanted to try it.

The premise is that he needs a crucible to hit all kinds of materials, and he needs to get a staff all the way to it.

"Tom, open the door for me, I'm going to Diagon Alley."

Woke up the owner of the Leaky Cauldron Bar who was drowsy, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second.

"If you disturb other people's dreams, you will go to hell!"

"Pay attention to the image."

At Sean's prompting, Tom smiled and wiped the remnants of an unknown liquid from the corner of his mouth, it seemed that this dream of his was a good dream.

For a single man, there are some things that can not be said to be broken only by seeing through.

"I don't know why a wizard of your age wouldn't carry a wand with him, and I should have said that you don't need a wand to open the door."

While complaining, Tom still sincerely opened the door to Diagon Alley for Sean, a long-time resident financier who brought a fairly stable business to the bar, at least it was still worthy of the service.

"Thanks, I'll be back later today, you leave me a door."

"Well, poor Tom has to brace himself again to serve my honored guest, and what a response to your remark, the customer is...... What is it? ”

"The customer is God!"

"Haha, my friend, wizards don't believe in God."

"Well, I'll go first."

Accustomed to Tom's deliberate taunts, Sean could interpret it as if Tom just wanted to spend more time at the Leaky Cauldron, or that he wanted to bridge the gap he had always maintained.

Aghanim's Scepter left the world of the sea with him, and Sean's mood fell to a low for a while

Valley.

His assumption didn't hold, although he brought out a few life cards, and Aghanim's Scepter, who was not by his side, also appeared beside him.

He couldn't leave his belongings in the world of trials, and likewise, because Aghanim's scepter was back with him, he had lost his coordinates and had lost hope of returning.

I understood that he was just a passerby in these strange worlds, and he could only do what a passerby should do, instead of bothering himself with some things that should not be left behind.

Through the gate, Sean once again came to Diagon Alley.

Instead of going directly to the familiar Blotted bookstore, he planned to go to a deeper place first to see if there were any suitable gadgets to start with.

Say hello to the small owner of the Patch Crucible shop, and tell him to wait for him for a while, and later Sean will need a small crucible to handy.

Counting the mustaches, the old-fashioned boss nodded, reminding Sean that he needed to hurry, he had a date tonight.

Finally asking the enthusiastic Lady Morkin, Sean made his way through the somewhat congested streets and finally arrived at his first destination, the Ollivanders Wand Shop.

Standing outside the door and waiting patiently, this time seems to be the time for new students to enter the school.

The already crowded streets, flooded by young wizards and their families, challenged the capacity of the streets.

After the sixth little wizard came out excitedly holding the wand in the box, Sean finally entered the Ollivanders wand shop before his patience ran out.

It's a cramped, cramped, shabby little shop. In front of the window, a magic wand is displayed on a faded purple mat, which looks like the store's most expensive item. Ceiling-high cabinets are filled with thousands of long, narrow boxes, and if there's a wand in each box, then the store has a real foundation.

Looking around and listening, Sean cleared his throat and shouted.

"How do you buy a wand?"

Without seeing the shopkeeper, Sean had to shout loudly.

"Coming, um, strange customer, do you need a wand?"

The little old man with a white beard and small round eyes came out from under the counter.

Looking at Sean, who is obviously an adult, he feels very strange.

"Is your brother going to buy a wand? If so, please ask your brother to come and visit for himself, not only wizards are choosing their wands, but also their owners, especially at Ollivander Wands, the best wand shop in Britain, which is worth a visit. ”

"No," Sean explained, "I need it." ”

"You ......"

After some words, Sean took a wand that suited him more and went to other shops to choose what he needed.