"Oh yes." Suddenly, as if remembering something, Hagrid turned to look at Owen, then reached into his pocket with his right hand, fumbled for a while, and pulled out a small cloth bag.

"This is what Dumbledotto gave you. But about buying a wand, please wait. I had to feed the little ones at noon. ”

He took Hagrid and handed him the cloth bag.

Owen staggered, and the sound of metal clashing sounded.

Well, about the sound of more than twenty gold gallons colliding with each other. (funny)

That's right, the letter on his bed curtain this morning was sent by Dumbledore.

The letter stated that he would go to Hagrid in the afternoon, and that he would take himself to Diagon Alley to buy a new wand.

Teary-eyed!

It's rare, grandma still remembers this! (funny)

He thought this was the pie painted by the leader!

——

"Well, can I go check it out?" Owen looked up and looked at Hagrid sincerely, "I'm interested in those cute creatures!" ”

Someone swallowed saliva.

"Of course. I mean, if you want, I can introduce them to you, they're beautiful kids. Hagrid nodded happily at Owen.

There are very few first-year freshmen who are interested in Fantastic Beasts.

After all, those little cuties, ordinary children will be afraid to look at them, even the reckless men of Gryffindor will be afraid of three points.

This is also the reason why the Magical Beasts Protection class can only be taken as an elective in the third grade.

In order not to leave a huge psychological shadow on the young hearts of some young wizards, such as Ron in the second year.

Of course, Ron's shadow on the Eight-Eyed Spider is mostly the Weasley Twins' cauldron.

The two brothers played tricks on young Ron.

With that, Hagrid happily went to prepare the children's food.

"You-" Hermione stared at Owen in surprise, the voice in the bag was all too familiar to her, and she had studied such currencies when she first saw the Golden Galleon.

Because she didn't believe that the currency could be made of gold.

After all, Muggle banks had too much gold in stock, and if wizards' currency was made of gold, it would be too easy to copy.

Just like Muggle currency doesn't have any security at all, it can be counterfeited by a workshop.

The results were obvious, of course, and she and her father studied it for an afternoon, and finally became convinced that the Golden Galleon did contain gold, but not much...

More of a substance they've never seen before.

Perhaps this substance is the security mark of wizards.

"How could Professor Dumbledore give you a large sum of money?"

"Hmm—is it possible that this is a scholarship?" Owen subconsciously showed the fox's tail. He stared at Hermione triumphantly, "Praise for the outstanding students!" ”

"You! Outstanding? ”

"Of course—can you beat me?" Owen provoked: "The wizarding world is not a Muggle kindergarten, is there still a competition for math problems?" ”

"You-" Hermione vomited blood in anger, because she had been the smartest and best since she was a child, and the pride she had always had been was about to be destroyed by the guy in front of her!

"Hermione." Harry stepped forward and said, he didn't care about the money!

"What do you know about my parents?" The savior asked sincerely.

"It's nothing, it's just a love triangle. It's not even a white school. ”

"Love triangle?"

"Snape likes your mother, Harry!" Ron finally broke free of his tooth's bath package.

Because he found that the big dog just looked at the majesty and would not bite him.

"Rivals?" Hermione looked incredulous, that dark Professor Snape who didn't like to wash his hair all day could still like someone else?

"I see!" It dawned on Harry that it was no wonder that Snape hated him.

"Of course, it's not just about rivals." Owen threw out another bombshell piece of information, "Your dad's small group bullied Snape back then. Although they were right and wrong in this matter, it was clear that Snape had more to lose. ”

"And these things are very troublesome, and the wizards of the older generation know about it. You say yes, Hagrid! ”

"Me?" Hagrid stopped what he was doing.

Immediately, he turned his head to look at Harry in embarrassment.

He had grown up watching wizards of Snape's generation. Of course, I know exactly what happened in those years.

"Harry, actually- who didn't make mistakes when he was young, your father, well- a little ostentatious, but, a good man."

"My father—" Harry looked at Hagrid in shock.

His voice was a little choked.

The main thing is that he is difficult to accept.

Could it be that his dad is also an Owen-esque bad boy?

He used to bully Snape like Dudley?

At this moment, some beautiful filter in Harry's heart suddenly shattered.

"But that's the last generation, and Harry hasn't messed with anyone." Seeing that his best friend was depressed, Ron jumped out first and complained loudly.

"The main thing is that Harry looks too much like his dad." Owen took a bite of the rock cake Hagrid had prepared.

"Boom~!"

"Hiss~"

My teeth~

Owen endured the pain and hurriedly put the stone in his hand back on the table.

This is a thing that even the most senior Hufflepuff can't swallow!

"Mud buckle one, silk to practice Bao Qilai~"

"The Fire Man is disfigured?"

"Retaliate by inserting your own eyes!"

"Decisive Women's Awakening Horse Monkey Shochu!"

"If you don't just change your gender, it's better to change your name."

"It's going to be called Harry Evans."

As Owen spoke, Harry's face darkened, and they were almost in sync, and with each word Owen said, Harry's face darkened a little more.

"I don't like it!" Glancing at Harry's dark face, Owen almost thought he was going to awaken the bloodlines of some excellent match.

Immediately, he said in a loud voice: "Actually, I still have a way." ”

"Once and for all, simple and efficient!"

He smiled mysteriously and leaned in front of Harry, "Nibble on the melon!" ”

"There's nothing that can't be solved by nibbling on a big melon, if there is, then gnaw seven times!"

"Even Voldemort has to die to scum!"

"Want to learn? I can teach you. With that, Owen drew his wand and really raised his hand to make a killing curse gesture, "The spell is—ah." ”

"Stop!" Hagrid was terrified! He just saw something!

An eleven-year-old little wizard is going to teach another eleven-year-old little wizard a killing curse!

What an academic exchange event in Azkaban this is!

"Don't mention that name, and don't say that spell!" Hagrid walked up to Owen with great seriousness.

The three-meter height looked down on him, and he felt a sense of oppression!

"That's the most evil spell, and only the most evil wizards will use it!" Hagrid admonished.

But with little effect.

A certain Class A war criminal still goes his own way.

And said the wise words that he engraved on the bedboard!

"Some would call the use of this spell of utter destruction of the soul and the preservation of only the flesh the most evil sin.

- I call it efficient! ”