"Clark!"

As Clark and Charlie walked into the Leaky Cauldron together, an unexpected and reasonable person stopped him.

"Harry! Why are you here? ”

With messy black hair, rustic black-rimmed glasses, and a lightning scar on his forehead, that's right, it's the famous Harry Potter.

Clark introduced his classmate to Charlie, and the guy walked forward very enthusiastically, holding the other man's hand tightly and shaking it vigorously.

"I've been living here lately," Harry said after struggling to cope with Charlie's greeting, "It's hard to tell the story in between. ”

"Then let's not talk about it yet." Clark waved his hand, and then asked Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, to open a room for Charlie first.

"This is my cousin, Ron's eldest brother Charlie, who has been raising dragons in Romania before, you know, will be with us on the train to school tomorrow."

Clark briefly introduced Charlie's situation, and then said, "Then did you buy everything you need for the new semester?" Hermione and I made an appointment to meet up in Diagon Alley. ”

Harry nodded, "Of course, I bought everything I needed for school last week. ”

"And you, cousin, do you want to hang out with us, or do you want to go to your room and rest for a while?" Clark asked Charlie again.

Charlie glanced at Harry, who was still a little unnatural, hesitated, and decided to go back to the room first, after all, he didn't dare to rest on the way back from Romania, "Go ahead, have fun." ”

The two of them made their way to the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, where Harry pulled out his wand and tapped the third brick counted from the left on the dumpster, then took a step back.

With the gates of Diagon Alley opening in the walls, a pebble street leading to the wizarding world appeared in front of them in the bright summer sun.

"Where are you and Hermione going to meet?" Harry asked, "I've gotten to this place for the past few weeks. ”

Clark could tell that Harry's voice was very brisk, and it seemed that the days in Diagon Alley were much happier than at his aunt's and uncle's.

"Flolin Fosco Ice Cream Shop."

Clark gave the name of the place, and Harry immediately led the way, saying as he went.

"Coincidentally, I often go to that shop to write about the burning of witches in the Middle Ages, and the owner is very nice enough to give me a free ice cream every half an hour."

The two walked and talked, when a crowded shop on the side of the road attracted Clark's attention.

"Quidditch Boutique," Harry excitedly introduced to Clark as he stopped and noticed his gaze, "Ah, there's a lot of people here every day. ”

As he spoke, he led Clark sideways inside, squeezing past the excited wizards and wizards, and then saw a broomstick that looked very grand and luxurious on a newly erected platform.

Well, that's still a broomstick, at least in Clark's eyes.

"Just came out...... Sample ......," a square-chin wizard told his companion.

"This is the fastest flying broom in the world. Is it, Dad? A boy younger than Harry asked with a shriek, shaking his father's arm.

"The International Club of Ireland just placed an order for seven of these boutiques!" The owner told everyone, "They're the most sought-after items in this World Cup!" ”

There was a lot of noise and noise around him, and a large witch in front of Harry moved out of the way, and Clark finally saw the sign next to the broomstick:

"Fire crossbow arrows, this latest high-speed flying broom adopts a streamlined design, representing the highest level of craftsmanship of the current flying broom!

The high-quality ash handle, streamlined, exquisite, polished with diamond polish for a timeless finish, and has a hand-engraved registration number, each broom is unique......"

Clark just glanced at it, and lost interest, this kind of exaggerated advertising routine, he didn't know how much he had seen on TV in his previous life.

Harry, who was beside him, was so dazzled that he almost put his face on the glass window.

"Let's go, Harry! You already have a good broom, there's no need to buy another one. Clark turned and squeezed out of the crowd.

"But it's a firebolt, the fastest broomstick in the world." Harry was still muttering behind him.

"It's also the most expensive!"

Hallileo glanced back with some reluctance, and the label of the firebolt said that the price was negotiable.

It must have been expensive, as Clark had said, but his mind suddenly came to his underground vault in Gringotts, with piles of gold gallons, silver sicos, and copper nats.

Clark answered at this point.

"I know what you're thinking, maybe the Potter family still has a lot of money in their coffers, after all, your grandfather invented the quick-smoothing hair formula, and the cosmetics industry is always profitable.

But trust me, Harry, Headmaster Dumbledore doesn't want to see you spend lavishly. ”

"Alright, well, Headmaster Dumbledore again, I'm not a kid anymore." Harry grumbled dissatisfiedly.

Soon after the two left the Quidditch Shop, they spotted Neville, Hermione, and Ron under a sun umbrella outside Florin Fosco's ice cream parlor.

"Clark! Harry! We're here. Hermione spotted them too, and was happily waving at them.

She was wearing a sky blue dress today, a light yellow bowled straw hat on her head, her skin was tanned a healthy wheat color, cute and a little playful, and she looked full of sunny vitality.

Ron, on the other hand, had only returned from Egypt with his parents, and he looked very tired, even the freckles on his face were not so conspicuous.

As for Neville, he was still so reticent, but Harry felt that he had changed the most.

Obviously, he still looks familiar, honest and honest, but he feels so vicissitudes and loneliness to Harry.

It's like an ancient city, standing in the middle of a vast desert.

Clark seemed to notice this, too, and took the initiative to pat Neville on the shoulder.

Ever since Neville was possessed by the Khotanese in Egypt, he has been like this.

That experience had a great impact on him, but fortunately, the gain was proportional to the effort, and once he digested the experience when he was possessed, he must be able to go further in the martial arts.

Awakened, Neville smiled stiffly at Harry, "How's the holidays?" ”

"Well, it's great to be here for a couple of weeks." Harry and Clark sat down.

"Finally seeing you," Ron said with a smile on Harry, "we went to the Cauldron first, but they said you were gone, and then we went to Madame Morkin's Robe Shop and the Transcendent Herb Shop—"

"Wait," Harry frowned, "how did you know I was staying in the Leaky Cauldron?" ”

"My dad said that." Ron said lightly.

Mr. Weasley, who works for the Ministry of Magic, had naturally heard about the cause and effect of Harry blowing up his Aunt Maggie.

"Harry, did you really blow up your aunt?" Clark also asked curiously.

"I didn't mean to," Harry said aggrievedly, but everyone in the room didn't believe it, and Ron even laughed from the sidelines, "I just- I couldn't control it for a while." ”

"This isn't a joke, Ron!" Hermione on the side said sternly.

"It's a serious offense for an underage wizard to use magic outside of school, or in front of Muggles, and I think this is the second time you've had this problem.

Honestly, I was surprised that you weren't expelled from school. ”

"Dobby did it last time," Harry denied, before adding, "Actually, I wondered, let alone fired, I thought I was going to be arrested." ”

He suddenly looked at Ron, "Your dad doesn't know why Fudge let me go, does he?" ”

"Maybe it's just you, isn't it?" Ron shrugged his shoulders, still chuckling softly, "You're the famous Harry Potter, the savior of the Mystery Man." ”

Seeing that Harry's face wasn't very happy, he could only say, "Well, you can ask my dad yourself tonight anyway." Our family is staying at the Leaky Cauldron tonight so you can come with us to King's Cross tomorrow, where Hermione is staying too! ”

Hermione nodded happily. "Yes, Mom and Dad sent me here this morning, along with all the things I need at Hogwarts."

"Great!" Harry said happily, "So, have you bought all your new textbooks and supplies?" ”

"Not yet," Hermione shook her head, "we haven't bought textbooks yet,"

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go!"

So Harry and the others stood up and prepared to go to the Blotts' bookstore to buy new textbooks.

However, as soon as they entered the Blotted Bookstore, they were startled by what they saw inside.

The inside of the bookstore was in a mess at the moment, and the beautifully bound gilded magic books that were originally on display were gone, replaced by several large iron cages, which probably contained about a hundred copies of the "Yokai Book of the Yokai".

The books were locked together, all fighting each other in a fierce manner, as if in a fierce wrestling match, with belligerent bites and fights, and broken pieces of paper flying everywhere.

Seeing this, Clark's brow furrowed.

"Is it from Hogwarts? Are you here to buy new textbooks? The bookstore manager greeted him impatiently.

But when he saw Clark, he immediately squeezed out a flattering smile on his face, "Ah, it turns out that Master Clark has arrived, what book do you need?" I'll get it for you. ”

"Don't worry," Clark waved his hand, his expression serious, and he pointed to the iron cage, "What's the situation with these books?" ”

"Well, Master Clark, that's right," the bookstore manager nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead, "These Monster Books of the Monsters are the textbooks for this year's Hogwarts Conservation Magical Creatures class, and as you can see, they're a bit vibrant. ”

As soon as his words fell, a loud thud pierced the air, and the two "Youkai Books of Monsters" in the big iron cage grabbed the third one, and together they tore it in half.

"Stop! Stop it! ”

The manager hurriedly shouted anxiously, and at the same time picked up a large crutch covered with knots, put on a pair of thick gloves, and prepared to open the cage door and forcibly separate the books.

However, Clark just snapped his fingers and cast a psychic ability [Shock] on the Monster Book of Monsters.

Under the manager's astonished gaze, the books immediately and honestly dispersed.

"It must be Hagrid's masterpiece, and no professor but him would like a biting book." Ron speculated from the sidelines.

"It's actually very easy to deal with these books." Clark looked at the manager's pitiful appearance, and really didn't say much, "You just need to gently squeeze the spine of the books, and they will be quiet!" ”

"What?!" The manager was surprised.

Clark motioned for the other to take out a copy of the Yokai Book from the cage, which struggled to bite, but his index finger slid from top to bottom on the spine of the book, and the book trembled, and then opened, lying quietly on his hand.

"I think you should take a good look at them before you go into the book, at least figure out what is going on with them, I don't want to see that happen again."

The manager hurriedly responded, and at the same time instructed several clerks to quickly tie up these quiet books.

"Master Clark, what else do you need?" The manager asked, bending over.

Clark and the others looked at the book list and began to purchase the textbooks needed for the third grade.

In addition to regular textbooks like "Intermediate Transfiguration" and "Standard Spells, Level 3", they will need to buy "The Yokai Book of Monsters" and "Clearing the Fog and Looking to the Future" this year.

The former is a textbook for the protection of magical creatures, and the latter is a designated introductory textbook for the divination class, which has a strong guiding role in reading palmistry, crystal balls, bird internal organs, etc.

However, compared to Harry and Ron, Clark and Hermione were in a different situation.

"What are you doing here?" Harry saw the bookstore manager use his wand to control a large stack of books floating behind Hermione and Clark.

"Oh, Clark and I have taken more new classes than you, haven't we?" Hermione explained, "Those are our textbooks, astronomy, protection of magical beasts, divination, ancient runes, Muggle studies—"

"What are you doing studying Muggle studies?" Ron rolled his eyes at Harry as he spoke, "You're a Muggle!" Your mom and dad are Muggles, and you know everything about Muggles! ”

"But it would be interesting to study them from a wizard's point of view." Hermione said with gusto.

"Aren't you going to have to take these classes together all the time this year?" Harry asked, and Ron smirked sniffingly.

Hermione ignored them, and Clark glared at Ron, "Alright, let's go to the next place." ”

With that, he put his and Hermione's books in his magic pocket.

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