Walking down the long cobblestone street, the two little wizards suddenly had some difficulty. It's still a long time before they agreed with Percy, so what are they going to do next?

Wandering around, they walked to Lady Morkin's robes store, which was right next to Ollivander's wand shop.

After seeing the various costumes, wizards' robes, and Hogwarts student robes piled up in the store, Ron suddenly remembered that his sister, Ginny, seemed to be wearing old robes bought from a second-hand robe store to school this year!

"Wait!" Ron grabbed Anthony, who was already distracted. Dragged him into Madame Morkin's robes store.

"Welcome!" Lady Morkin is a friendly, pudgy witch. The whole store was deserted, and the only customers were him and Ron.

Come to think of it, the students are all in school at this time, and the Ministry of Magic has not yet closed work. Who would be shopping at this time?

"I'd like to buy a new robe, Hogwarts student robes." Ron said bluntly.

"Of course, did you buy it for yourself?" As she spoke, a tape measure suddenly flew from Mrs. Morkin's side, apparently to measure Ron.

"No, it's for my sister." As he spoke, Ron suddenly realized that he didn't seem to know how big Ginny was wearing!

"She's a little shorter for me, a little thinner." He gestured with both hands and explained awkwardly.

"Okay." Madame Morkin smiled and took out a robe from the shelf, looked it up and down, and said, "If you don't know your sister's size, then I suggest you buy a little bigger, after all, your children of your age grow the fastest." ”

"Uh-listen to you." Ron touched his nose and replied, he had never bought these things, he didn't know anything.

It is better to leave the decision to the professionals than to guess by herself, and the children Mrs. Morkin has seen are definitely saltier than the salt he has ever eaten, and she knows it in her heart.

"Six silver Xike, put it away." Lady Morkin waved her wand and packed the robes, floating them to Ron.

"Yes, thank you, ma'am." After Ron gave the money, they left the Lady Morkin Robe Specialty Store.

Back on the cobblestone street of Anthony, it's like the first day he met Ron. He stared at him incredulously.

Is this still Ron? It can't be taken away by that dark wizard!

"What's wrong?"

"Ron, I'm impressed with you." Anthony couldn't help but sigh.

"What?"

"I've always thought that when you have money, in addition to buying a wand, you'll definitely go to the Quidditch boutique first. I didn't expect you to think of Ginny! "This-Sure enough, Ron, who looks dull every day, is extremely delicate in his heart, is this a boy with a younger sister at home?

Loved, loved! Indeed, as the youngest of his royal peers. Anthony is very envious of other people's families having a sister, and he probably won't have a sister in his life.

After all - ahem! Older - dangerous.

"Hey, hey! Of course, she's my sister. Ron said with a blushing face and a heartbeat. The true situation may only be known to the Weasleys.

On the day she bought the textbooks, Ginny came home in her old robe, not to mention how sad she was. For this reason, he also had a little conflict with his mother, of course he will not forget.

Still. As the Quidditch boutique in front of him got closer and closer, Ron's face erupted with excitement.

He walked into the store with joy and turned his head to forget about the image of his good brother.

"Wow! Halo 2001, new this year! ”

"Look, look at the goggles, waterproof, fireproof, dustproof, dragon skin wrapping! Handsome! ”

"Oh! Merlin's beard, lo and behold, is the Quidditch robes of the Chadley Cannonball Team, and I—" Ron was like a hard-working little bee in the face of a dazzling array of goods, flying here and there.

Unfortunately, he couldn't afford most of the goods. Even the annual Halo 2000 costs more than 200 Galleons, not to mention this year's new broom Halo 2001.

With a sigh of sighing, Ron, who had been staring at the black broom in the window for a long time, finally bought only a Quidditch robe of his favorite Quidditch team, the Chadley Cannonball, under Anthony's constant urging.

I left here in a hurry. As for Anthony, he bought the goggles, which were a Christmas present for Harry, if he could hide Christmas!

Leaving the Quidditch boutique, it was time for Anthony to take Ron to Slug Giggs' Pharmacy.

This is a potions shop, and the purpose of this is to sell materials, of course. Anthony didn't let Ron in, but he walked in alone with his hood.

"Jingle". A middle-aged wizard with gray temples walked out of the inner room. After Anthony showed his intentions.

Mr. Slug's face suddenly turned a little ugly. He was disgusted by the mysterious man who claimed to be the one who sold the precious potion materials.

As the only potions shop in Diagon Alley, they're all about serious-buying-selling.

Shoot materials of unknown origin, please go out and turn right, keep walking forward, and there are many people who collect this kind of thing in the alley.

Moreover, although the guy in front of him was wearing a hood that made people look down on his face, he always felt that the other party was a child.

It's fine if it's some low-grade potion materials, but if these guys dare to fool people with inferior materials, Mr. Slug will definitely not be polite.

Anthony doesn't have as much mental drama as Mr. Slugher. And he didn't do any pretense, because it was completely unnecessary.

No one will look into it. What is he pretending? Expecting Hagrid to find the arsonist, Anthony, is harder than Ron finding Peter Pettigrew.

So, Anthony calmly took out a shrunken bottle of shrunken venom from his backpack and put it in a glass bottle, and then waved his new wand to restore it.

"What is this?" Mr. Slugher asked hesitantly. He deserved to be an old potions master who surprised the potions business for decades in Diagon Alley.

Almost by the mere color, he could tell that the bottle was anything but ordinary.

"The venom of the eight-eyed spider!"

"Ahem!" Mr. Slugher coughed twice in shock, then laughed unnaturally and said, "W-can you open it for me to see?" ”

"Of course." With Anthony's permission, he immediately opened the glass cap, sniffed it with the wings of his nose, and then took a closer look.

He could be sure that it was indeed the venom of the eight-eyed giant spider, and judging by the color and smell, it was of high quality.

"Ahem! Sir, there's nothing wrong with your goods, but—" As he spoke, Mr. Slug suddenly smiled shyly, "We're doing a serious deal..."

"As for the origin of this venom, I can assure you that absolutely no one will ask about it, of course, the sale! If you don't want to take it, I can go to another house. With that, Anthony put the lid back on the open venom on the cabinet and put on a 'I'm leaving.'

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"Wait, sir, it's a hassle to go back and forth!" The venom of the eight-eyed spider is not a common thing, and the Ministry of Magic has dealt a strong blow to this creature.

The main thing is this creature, which reproduces too quickly and can be quite troublesome if the creature invades. Given the Ministry's crackdown, it's even harder to get Venom, and although it's rumored that Scotland has established a colony of eight-eyed spiders, that kind of place... Not many people know about it.

Even if you know that you are there, you don't dare to go.

"How many you have, I'll take it all according to the market price." With a wave of his hand, Mr. Slugh prepared to devour all the magical materials.

"Uh—not a lot." As he spoke, Anthony poured out all the potions in his pocket.

There are dozens of bottles. After returning to normal size, the table couldn't even fit a little. In fact, this is not all, but only a small part of all his stock.

After the battle of the Eight Chinese Net Horse People to defend the city, those dead spiders and venom were collected with the help of the Centaurs.

Just as he was about to say a total, Anthony could only euphemistically say: it is not appropriate to use gallons as a unit of measurement, so use tons!

"Merlene's beard!" Mr. Slug's eyelids twitched violently, and he looked at Anthony with the hood in shock.

"Is it too much?"

"No, no!" Mr. Slugher shook his head repeatedly, "I mean, a hundred gallons of a gallon." ”

"Yes." Anthony said without hesitation. ———— dozens of minutes later. Ron, who was outside the store, had been waiting impatiently for a long time.

He ran to the chair outside Flolin's cold drink shop. After a long time, Anthony was seen walking out.

"Hey! How did it take so long? Ron greeted him and asked impatiently.

"Inspection! Every bottle is required. ”

"Okay." Ron shrugged his shoulders. Suddenly grinned: "How, how much did you earn?" ”

"Guess?"

"There must be a lot, so much venom."

"Not a lot, indeed." Anthony nodded. This time he made a full thousand Galleons. You know, in this magical world where there are more than thirty Galleons a month, this is definitely a lot of wealth.

Unfortunately, Ron said that he was not willing to accept even one more Galleon. They discussed this issue last night, and Anthony said very casually, directly one and a half.

But Ron disagreed, believing that he had already taken fifty gold galleons from him for no reason, even though he had done nothing.

Nowadays, it is even more impossible to participate in the distribution. Anthony, who couldn't resist Ron, ended up tearfully accepting all the remaining Galleons.

In fact, for Anthony, it's not about raising a wand to help, sometimes he can bring great comfort just by standing next to you.

- After wandering around for a while, the time for the appointment with Percy finally arrived. They meet at the Blotted Bookstore, where Percy walks up with a box in his hand, and looking at his smile, Anthony can guess on his toes that the box must be a gift for Penelope Crivat.

However, Percy's brow instantly furrowed when he saw Ron carrying a bag.