There were far more people going to the bookstore, and Hermione was surprised to find a large crowd of people crowding outside the store, all wanting to enter. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A large banner was also pulled out above the store's door:

Gilderoy Lockhart

Autobiographies are signed for sale

"I Can Magic"

Today, 9:30-11:00 p.m. and 12:30-4:30 p.m

"Oh my God! Lockhart, we'll be able to meet him in person!" Hermione exclaimed excitedly, "You know what, almost all the books on our list are written by him!"

As a best-selling author, Lockhart was really successful, with a zigzag line from the doorway to the back of the bookstore, even though the crowd was mostly middle-aged witches in their forties and fifties.

A tired-looking wizard stood in the doorway to maintain order: "Ladies, be quiet...... Don't crowd...... Beware of book ......"

Roger and Hermione wanted to go into the bookstore to buy books, but they had to try to get through the cracks.

"Tsk... Middle-aged and elderly women don't go to square dances, what stars are scholars chasing......" The boy smacked his lips in dissatisfaction, helpless against the terrifying creatures of the fans.

The idols of middle-aged and elderly women are also idols, and when middle-aged and elderly women come out with the momentum of seizing the square, it is not an existence that any individual or private organization can compete with.

Their explosive combat power is unimaginable.

Without Hermione, Roger alone burst into less than five meters and ate five elbow blows, two headbutts, twelve hair-end face shakes, and countless toe stomping.

Thanks to the reserve food, the girl helped to carry it, otherwise he would come in with him, and if he was not allowed to go out, he would have to gain weight a few laps - he would be swollen......

Roger didn't even see Lockhart's figure, only the dazzling flashes of flashing lights at the innermost part of the crowd, and puffs of purple smoke filling the air.

Picking up two sets of books and paying for them, the boy broke out again, moving in the opposite direction of the crowd, which was a little more difficult.

It was also thanks to his strong enough physical fitness that he got what he wanted and squeezed out of the bookstore.

"Oops... Harry should have been called along... When the time comes, shouting, 'Lord Savior' has arrived, will definitely open the way." Roger put two stacks of packed books at his feet and straightened his clothes, and he almost didn't tear off his pants by squeezing them so wildly......

Hermione, however, stuffed Crook Hill and the reserve into the boy's arms, and struggled to pick up the two sets of books on the ground.

Roger buttoned his clothes: "Alas... You can leave it alone, and I'll pick it up later. ”

"I'm going to find Lockhart for an autograph, and you're waiting outside. The girl was a little excited, and lined up behind the ass of a certain aunt.

Miss Know-it-all, who loves knowledge and reading, will definitely want to meet the author of her textbook when she is close at hand.

It's like you go to the bookstore to buy a set of books, but when you arrive, you find that xxx is holding the book for sale......

I don't know if I've heard of it, so I have to go up and make two strokes...... Maybe people will be on fire?

Roger hurriedly grabbed the girl and dragged her out: "Let's not join in the fun, I have definite news, that will be our new Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor, and if you want to sign it in the future, there is a chance." ”

Hermione looked at him in confusion, "How do you know that......?"

"Dumbledore told me. Roger lied and didn't change his face.

"Headmaster, you don't even have an owl, how can you contact him? The girl clearly didn't believe it, and looked at the boy suspiciously.

"Didn't I spend some time alone with him before the holidays... I asked who would teach us next year if there was a lack of a teacher, and he said that he would contact Girold Lockhart to teach for a year. "Look at this lie, it's like it's true.

"Oh......" Hermione believed the boy's nonsense and looked at the dense crowd, "Then wait another day... After the start of school, there are opportunities......"

Anyway, it's not fake that Lockhart will go to Hogwarts to teach, and Roger is not afraid of being exposed to lies.

After shopping around and buying some small bits and pieces, the two went out of Diagon Alley, and Roger led them to rub the authentic spicy shabu-shabu, which made Hermione's face red and sweaty.

Before leaving, I was reluctant to call for food, and sure enough, it was the same as the witch in the pet store said, what people eat, what they eat...... This pig eats more than Hermione.

Returning to 12 Grimmauld Place in a taxi with a large bag and a small bag, Roger drew his wand and lit the door, and the sound of metal and chains rang out, and the door creaked open a crack.

The two went upstairs to put their things away, and the boy threw off the food and went into the living room.

I thought I would see two naked men still lying on the table and moaning, but I didn't expect that Blake and Harry were gone.

Unexpectedly raised his eyebrows, Roger didn't bother to think about it, anyway, such a big person can't be lost.

It was ten in the evening before Blake took Harry to the center of the living room, and they were carrying a lot of things.

Apparently also received a letter from Hogwarts to buy something for the next semester.

"Yo... I'm back... I didn't expect you to wake up so quickly. Roger didn't even raise his head to say hello to them, he was concentrating on playing with Tetris on his phone.

"There is a thing in this world called a special decanting pill. Harry gave him an angry look, if it weren't for Blake's old strength and chaos to call Kreacher, they might still be drunk.

But since the wine woke up, the resentment came and dissipated quickly, and after a while, the savior came over with a gossip on his face: "Guess what? When I went to buy a book just now, I met a big event......

"Have you seen Professor Girold Lockhart?" interjected Hermione, holding her book.

"Oh... Belch...... It's not like that......" Harry seemed to think of some bad memory, and quickly broke the news: "Ron's dad and Malfoy's dad got into a fight in the bookstore!"

"And then, you and Blake went up and got involved?" Roger knew Blake well.

"Of course!" Black and Mr. Weasley turned Malfoy's eyes blue...... Unfortunately, before I could rush up, I was pulled away by Hagrid. The little savior said with regret.

"Ahh As you can imagine—" Roger replied lazily, controlling the Z-shaped square to fall quickly, eliminating two rows of pixels.

When the former Order of the Phoenix member encounters the provocation of the original Death Eaters, Black will definitely go up to help, and he is already very restrained without moving his wand.

However, fighting in front of children was not a glorious thing, and it was Black who interrupted him by bringing a glass of water to Harry: "Come, I've been gone all afternoon, drink a glass of water first." ”