"Hey, look, Linda, there's dragon liver and dragon claw powder here! how about we buy some?" Louis had been trying to get Miss Maid to buy him something he wouldn't need to go to Hogwarts ever since he entered Diagwort. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Young Master Louis, with all due respect, Madame will not approve of your purchase of such useless things," said Linda, gasping slightly, as he had followed Louis three times up and down Diagon Alley, and she was willing to swear to Merlin's beard that if she hadn't followed him, he would have slipped into Tumbledown Alley!"

Wake up, you've wasted a morning, and you haven't bought a single thing that you need to buy as written in the letter!"

"Oh, dear Lady Linda, don't girls like to go shopping, you see I'm doing this for your sake!" Louis stared at Linda with a smile.

"Master, you're talking about Muggles not witches, at least I don't like them!" replied Linda angrily.

"Are you lost with your parents, do you need my help?"

Louis turned around with a little confusion, knowing that the British wizarding world was already less than 10,000 people, and Voldemort had slaughtered a batch. Now there are only a few thousand people in the entire wizarding world, not to mention a long-standing magical family like him, even ordinary magical families, there are only a few people who don't know each other, after all, almost all of them are from Hogwarts who don't know anyone.

I saw a middle-aged man in a brown coat holding a little girl, but the middle-aged man seemed to be a little nervous and out of place with his surroundings.

"Sorry, forgive me for being unreasonable, maybe you're not a wizard but a Muggle?" asked Louis, tentatively.

"Oh God, how do you know I'm not, oh, I mean you have a way to tell if I'm a Muggle or not?" The middle-aged man in the brown coat shook his hands excitedly, "My daughter received an offer of admission to a magic school, I thought it was a prank at first!

"For the first time, a young wizard from a Muggle family should be accompanied by a professor, usually Professor McGonagall, the Deputy Headmaster of Hogwarts. Louis said as he stepped back without a trace, in case the man in the brown coat threw his excited arm over him.

"I'm sorry, I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Granger and I'm a dentist. The man in the brown coat looked at the boy who had stepped back a little, as if he realized that he had just been a little agitated, "This is my daughter Hermione, Hermione Granger." ”

Hermione Granger? Isn't that the only woman in the Golden Trio in Harry Potter? Merlin's beard, is it true that the eighteenth female college is so powerful? Maybe it's a long-standing curse.

"Pendragon, are you here to buy school materials today?" asked a very old-looking, meticulously dressed witch from a distance.

"Oh, of course, Professor McGonagall, I'm about to enter Hogwarts, after all, there aren't many people in the world who can refuse Professor Dumbledore's personal invitation. Louis said with a grin.

"If you can, can you take care of Mr. Granger and his daughter for me?" "Professor McGonagall had planned to ask the school professor to mention her, but that had always been her doing, and the other professors might not always get along well with Muggles.

I was relieved to see Professor Louis McGonagall, and heard that Louis was very fond of Muggle culture, and even picked up a little Muggle girl to be a maid. But the girl actually had a talent for magic too, and she glanced at Linda when she thought of it.

"Of course, Professor McGonagall, it's my pleasure to share your worries. Louis said pretending to be a gentleman.

"Then I'm sorry for you, Pendragon," Professor McGonagall snapped and vanished.