For half an hour, neither Weston nor Harry moved a single step forward.

The wizards were so enthusiastic that no one would mind shaking hands with the legendary savior boy, whether they were genuinely grateful or superficially grateful.

Weston was also very unstoppable, just gloating at little Harry's panicked little appearance, and the pitiful little eyes made some witches even more excited, and some of them were mouthful!

Perhaps his conscience had discovered, or perhaps he had enough, Weston finally stood up: "Ladies and gentlemen, Harry has come to certify wizarding apprentices!" He's back in the wizarding world, and there's still a lot of time to come, isn't he? ”

For Weston's words, the wizards are still willing to give face! Therefore, even though the wizards were still a little reluctant, they went back to the queue.

"Mr. Delacour, Mr. Potter, come with me!" Luke said with a smile, leading the way ahead.

"Don't we have to stand in line?" Harry asked timidly.

"Not really, Mr. Potter!" Luke raised an eyebrow, "Trust me, they won't let you line up!" ”

Harry didn't understand Luke's words at all, and his eyes involuntarily turned to Weston.

"Because I'm the president here, it's as simple as that!" Weston said simply.

Harry nodded in realization, though he didn't know what it meant to be a president in his little brain.

Of course, Weston didn't have the leisure to explain.

The results of the inspection were very smooth, and with the presence of Weston, it only took less than ten minutes to complete all the processes, and Weston also helped Harry register the identity of a mercenary by the way, and briefly explained to him the role of this.

Although little Harry was still a little unaware of the calendar, he believed very much in the big boy in front of him who had "escaped" from the "devil's cave" of the Dursleys, so he didn't ask for any opinion.

Of course, it is also very likely that it has something to do with the fact that he is still in a state of confusion.

"Hold on to my arm, Harry!" Weston said simply, "We're going to the next place!" ”

When Harry heard this, he immediately complied, his eyes full of anticipation.

Weston smiled and snapped his fingers.

"Smack!"

With a crisp sound, the two of them had already appeared in Diagon Alley.

"What's wrong, uncomfortable?" Weston looked at Harry's pale face and asked.

"I'm okay!" Harry struggled to speak, swallowing his saliva as if he was barely trying to keep himself from spitting out.

"It's good to get used to it!" Weston kindly reminded, "My first apparition was so much more embarrassing than you!" ”

"Phantom what?" Harry was visibly interested, "Is that the magic you just cast?" ”

"Yes, it's the Apparition!" Weston laughed and said, "This is something that you might be exposed to when you're in your senior year. It's good to use for a hurry! ”

"That's cool!" Harry's eyes widened, his little face full of anticipation.

"Let's go, let's go get something to eat first." Weston smiled and led him to Florin's dessert shop.

After lunch, Weston began to take the baby shopping.

Gringotts, Madame Morkin's Cloak Shop, Blotted Bookstore......

After a big circle, it is obvious that I bought a lot of large bags and small bags. At Weston's suggestion, Harry spent nearly a hundred Galleons on a nice suitcase and put everything he had bought in it.

This suitcase is similar to the one in Weston, it is all outdoor travel goods, and it also comes with a small two-story cottage and a small garden.

Even so, it was enough for little Harry, who stated that it was the best house he had ever seen.

The most important thing is that this house is his own!

Buying a house, of course, the furniture should not be missing! Weston took Harry to buy a lot of furniture and put it in the house, with the textbooks in the study and the medicines in an empty room......

Harry walked out of the furniture store, still looking happy, and repeatedly thanked Weston.

Weston just nodded slightly, not minding.

"Let's go, we still have two more stores to go!" With that, Weston took Harry to the pet shop.....

I don't know if it was world consciousness or fate, Harry fell in love with the snowy owl as soon as he entered the pet store, and spent ten Galleons to take it, and bought a lot of expensive owl food, and named it Hedwig.

Weston also bought him a pet, a cat with unicorn blood, and after discussing it with Weston, Harry decided to call her Isha.

Although Weston suggested that he name the cat Umbridge, for some reason, Harry was a little disgusted by the name, and finally thought that Isha was better.

After buying a pet, there is only one last and most important thing left - a wand!

It's still the dilapidated store, or the dilapidated window, Weston even feels that the Latin sign hanging on the door has faded again, and he doesn't know what Ollivander thinks, he just won't decorate it.

Perhaps, this is a reflection of the weight of history? Weston guessed not without malice.

"I should have expected that, and I think so, and you should have come over too, Mr. Potter!" When Ollivander saw Harry walk in, he didn't say it as enthusiastically as the other wizards.

To others, this may be a mysterious master, but in Weston's eyes, it is a god-nagging secondary disease, similar to Dumbledore's madness, and it can be cured!

"I guess you're going to need your wand, right?" Ollivander asked.

Nonsense, if you buy a toilet plug, do you sell it?! Weston rolled his eyes quietly.

Little Harry was visibly overpowered by Ollivander and nodded nervously with a little face.

"Good, come on!" Ollivander took out his tape measure, which was almost starched, and as he measured the spacing, he said what he had said many times: "Every Ollivander's wand is unique...... Remember, it's the wand that chooses the wizard! ”

Weston still believes in the choice of wizards for his wand, Grigovich has said similar things, and the connection between his wand and himself also shows that the wizard's wand is not chosen at random!

After that, it was a matter of experimentation, and in the end, Harry got the wand that was destined to belong to him, the holly wand of the twin phoenix cores.

"Wonderful, amazing!" Ollivander shouted.

Weston also felt wonderful, not a wonderful wand, but a wonderful thing, even with such a loud noise, Ollivander's magic stick temperament was not less at all, but more!

It's really incomprehensible! Weston sighed a little......