Chapter 9 Rising Money
"Oh! Hello hello, my name is Heimdall Day, you can call me Rig", Rig said dreamily, feeling like he was hallucinating.
Am I so lucky?
The boy in front of him looks like Harry Potter, the savior of the boy who never died.
Oh my God, the game villain has come true!
"I'm Harry Potter." Harry smiled shyly.
Taking advantage of the fact that I came to a corner where there were few people, I quickly straightened my hair to cover the iconic scar on my forehead.
Probably because of the same emerald green eyes, he looked at the boy across from him with a surprising sense of familiarity, like looking at himself in the mirror every morning.
This made Harry feel good about Rig.
Rig carefully used the handrail of the stairs to block the pattern of the human dwelling on his wizard's robes.
Fortunately, when it was renovated, it was prescient and set up a staircase where only the Dai family could enter the warehouse on the second floor.
Ever since the last time he helped his father transport replaceable quills to the literati house in Diagon Alley, there has been a rumor circulating in Diagon Alley.
If you didn't grab a replaceable quill at Literati Habitat, that's okay!
Bring a blonde kid wearing a wizard's robe with the Bundia logo to the front desk and it will be in stock in no time!
How to ship?
Thank you to one of the Aurors in attendance, his Silent Wand Levitation Charm worked wonderfully!
Well, wouldn't the normal levitation spell work?
It's really not good, no wizard can take out a wand in the literati residence!
Unless you want your cherished wand to be broken in the crowdββββ Daily Prophet reporter Rita Skeeter.
Rig couldn't remember, or think about, how he had struggled to float over the heads of countless wizards.
But alas, this scene was the front page headline of Wizarding Weekly that week, and was carefully studied by countless housewives, just so that they could be restocked in time when they went to buy replacement quills.
Remembering the last store-wide riot and the fanatical faces of the wizards, Rig hid even more tightly.
Rig cautiously looked at the front of the stairs, and quickly retracted it and said, "The counter of the literati residence is directly opposite this staircase, but ......"
Harry looked back behind him with all his might, and Hagrid's tall figure could be faintly seen in the distance.
But between him and Hagrid were countless wizards crowded and anxiously trying to rub them any further, and the wigs of unknown wizards were left on the floor near the counter at the entrance.
"Flutter," Rig followed Harry's line of sight at the white wig, which was advertised every day, and was said to have a strong sticking charm.
Well, we are professionally trained in literati settlements.
I don't usually laugh unless I can't help it.
Harry laughed happily too, and the scene made him feel much better.
He was happier than eating the chocolate and raspberry and crushed praline ice cream that Hagrid bought for him.
By the way, this ice cream was very tasty, the best he had ever had since he was born.
The haughty boy he met at Madame Morkin's robes store like DalΓ, who bullied him every day, really made him feel terrible.
Not only did he despise Hagrid, who had brought him into the wizarding world and treated him very well, but he also said that people from Muggle families should not even be allowed to go to school!
"Harry! Harry, where are you! Hagrid had finally bought the greeting gift he wanted to give to Harry Potter's poor, sweet kid, the replaceable quills that had recently exploded the trend.
The British wizarding world is not big in the first place, and every time something new comes out, it will be talked about as a talking point for a long time.
Hagrid didn't pay attention to trends either, but when the venerable Headmaster Dumbledore asked him to pick up Harry, he remembered the breakfast meeting before.
Even Professor McGonagall, who had always seemed old-fashioned, talked about how good the new replaceable quills were at the breakfast meeting, suggesting that Dumbledore purchase them for the school.
Then this gift is sure to make little Harry like it.
"Harry? Which Harry? Could it be Harry Potter? β
Seeing Hagrid's unique giant figure, the literati house quill store was instantly noisy.
Wizards were talking, and from time to time someone tried to look for the legendary Harry Potter.
Counting the age, Harry Potter should also be enrolled this year.
Thinking of this, the wizard became even more restless and wanted to meet the savior, Harry Potter.
But looking at the endless queue in front of me, I still queued for a long time.
The most important thing is that I can't get out at this time, so I almost dance with a veneer.
For a time, the literati sighed countless times.
Nigel, who was at the front desk recording the sales of replaceable quills, looked up in confusion, and he didn't know where the wind had blown his parchment away.
Hagrid's height was far beyond the ordinary, and he managed to find Harry Potter in the innermost of the quill shop in the Literati House from among the countless heads.
Hagrid wanted to wave his hand, but remembered the excited reaction of the wizards just now.
And little Harry now had his head down and his face down, eager to find something to block himself from the pitiful look.
Hagrid had an idea, and said loudly, "What Harry Potter, I'm going out after I bought it for myself." β
Then, holding the interchangeable quill in his hand high, even the shortest goblin could be seen in the corner of the literati dwelling.
Pushing the wizard who squeezed over all the way, "Hurry up, let go!" β
Hagrid praised his wit as he walked out.
It's all Harry, who knows if I'm talking about hurry up or if I'm calling Harry Jr.
Hagrid thought it was foolproof, but he was immediately spotted by other wizards.
"Hagrid, how did you learn to deceive?"
Hagrid gasped, Beanie-like eyes blinked nervously, and fan-like hands clenched the feather pen package, not understanding how he was revealing his stuffing.
The wizard who finally managed to grab the front row said loudly: "How can you buy ten replaceable quills without a new student notice!" Each wizard is limited to 5. β
Hagrid's flushed face could be seen through his long unkempt hair and tangled bushy beard.
"I, I'm not going to tell you. Harry wasn't here anyway. Hagrid replied in a humming voice, and hurried out of the literati dwelling.
Hagrid thought it might be better for him to be too obvious and wait for Harry directly at the door.
Harry also breathed a sigh of relief from behind, raised his hand and rubbed his sore neck, and looked at Rig.
Seeing that Rig was about the same age as himself, Harry took the initiative and asked, "Are you also a new student at Hogwarts?" β
"Yes, I'm also enrolled this year." Rig looked up at the door again, "Go ahead, Hagrid is waiting for you at the door." See you at Hogwarts! β
Harry smiled happily, he was really, really happy.
Unexpectedly, when I first came to the unfamiliar magic world, I felt like I had made friends!
It's so nice in the wizarding world, there are so many magical things, and you don't have to be chased and scolded by Dali's friends.
Rig crept out of the stairs and waved goodbye to Harry.
Watching Harry turn around and reluctantly leave, he only felt that he was also looking forward to life at Hogwarts.
Rig, who was imagining a happy life after entering Hogwarts, suddenly heard a scream of surprise nearby.
"Blonde!"
Rig stares at the short-haired witch who turns back unexpectedly.
Cold sweat slid down instantly.
One step, he was only one step away from the staircase!
"A blonde kid in a literati uniform!" Countless wizards who were attracted back by the screams spoke in unison.
"Yuga Dim Leviosa!"