days at Hogwarts

Chapter 157 Inside the Lihen Bookstore

Mrs. Weasley couldn't run fast with Ginny, so she fell behind, and she came slowly just when the boys were bluntly expressing their longing for Knockturn Alley.

"Oh, Harry... darling... I'm scared to death..." Molly gasped, pulled a brush from her handbag, and began dusting Harry off of the soot.

Harry let Mrs. Weasley play around, with a docile look on his face, as if enjoying Molly's love.

After a brief introduction, Loren and Hermione met Ginny.Ginny is the youngest of the Weasleys, Ron's sister, a lovely little girl with the same red hair as the Weasleys.

Soon, Molly learned that Harry had entered Knockturn Alley by mistake. The twins were still very envious, and their hair stood up in anger.She kept nagging Harry to stop going to Knockturn Alley, and not to tell the twins about Knockturn Alley so they wouldn't be curious.

Loren and Hermione fell behind again, standing with Ron, watching Harry being scolded.

"So, Harry responded to your invitation. Is he living in the Burrow for a month?" Loren looked around, but he didn't see Black.

"Oh! It's a shame you didn't come, Harry said it was the funnest, happiest month he's ever had." Ron was smug.

"And what about his godfather?"

"Sirius went to investigate Dobby, you don't know..."

Dobby appeared in the Dursleys and made a big fuss, making Peggy and Vernon uneasy. Ordinary people who have been living in the normal world are full of fear of weird creatures and magic that disappears in an instant.

But Peggy claimed to have made an agreement with Dumbledore, comforted Vernon all the time, and still let Harry live in their house.The air in those few days was frozen and quiet. In order to allow them to live a normal life, Harry simply left the Dursleys' house and came to the Burrow as a guest.

Black believed that house-elves were only owned by wealthy pure-blood families. After entrusting Harry to the Weasleys, he claimed to investigate some things and left.

When the Weasleys and Harry came out after withdrawing the money, Ron's narration just ended.

"It must be Malfoy," said Harry firmly. "I just saw Malfoy and his dad at the Borgin-Blog shop. They must be trading Dark Arts."

Ron glanced at Arthur ahead, then lowered his head and whispered, "My dad has been trying to find evidence that Lucius Malfoy broke the law, and they are going to search the Malfoy Manor soon."

"That Dobby must belong to the Malfoys." Harry was even more certain.

"Ron!"

Molly's sudden call startled the conspirators. Molly came over, stuffed a handful of copper Knuts into Ron's hand, and then loudly told the children: "Don't spend your pocket money all at once. It's over, I won't give you any more. Okay, let's meet at Lihen Bookstore in one hour."

"Finally! Don't go to Knockturn Alley!" She yelled at the twin brothers who hurried away, and took Ginny away.

When Arthur heard that Hagrid and Bates were drinking at the Leaky Cauldron, he left happily, and it seemed that he would also participate.

In the end it was just the four of Loren, who wandered the cobbled streets, and Harry bought four large slices of strawberry and peanut butter ice cream.

"If you ask me, it's impossible to find out. The Malfoy family will never find anyone at the crime scene, although their fingerprints may be all over the criminal's wand." Ron said another magical slang, which sounded a bit poetic. .

"At least you should tell Headmaster Dumbledore about this when school starts." Hermione sorted out her newly bought quills.

"Why don't we wait until Black finds out the result and we'll pass it on?"

"What if it can't be found out?"

Harry and Ron discussed the matter.

Loren carefully looked at the unicorn horn in the display window of the pharmacy. It was slightly curved, and there was no spiral pattern on it. "It's too fake."

He didn't care much about Dobby, as long as he paid attention, he could get the notebook today, and the series of basilisk problems would not happen.

An hour later, they walked towards Lihen Bookstore.

The bookstore was crowded with middle-aged women who were about the same age as Mrs. Weasley, with excited expressions on their faces. , a large banner was pulled out in front of the window "Gideroy Lockhart-Signed and sold autobiography-"I Can Be Magical""

"I always feel that our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor looks unreliable." Hermione whispered.

She liked the book written by Lockhart very much for a while, and after being pointed out by Loren, she couldn't read it anymore, especially those full-page illustrations of smiles, which made her feel awkward when she saw it.

"How can you say that about our new professor!" Loren scolded sternly. From now on, he is a loyal supporter of Lockhart.If a fan asks the professor about the Forgetting Curse, the professor probably won't refuse.

Hermione froze for a moment, then looked at him blankly, this man was abnormal again.

Harry and Ron were indeed curious about the new professor, and they pulled them into the bookstore, lined up with Molly, and slowly squirmed forward with the line.

Gradually, they could see Gilderoy Lockhart.There were more than one huge human-shaped stand upright, all of the Lockharts winking and smiling at the crowd, showing their dazzlingly white teeth.

The real Lockhart, on the other hand, wore a blue suit with a stand-up collar, lining his blue eyes, like a polite gentleman.

"Oh, this isn't Harry Potter!"

He saw Harry in the crowd at a glance, entering Hogwarts, he originally had the idea of ​​using the savior to increase his popularity.

"Ladies and gentlemen! Let me go," Lockhart stepped off the table, put Harry in his arms and led him back to the front, "Young Harry walked into the Lihen Bookstore today, just to buy a copy of my autobiography !"

"And I am willing to give him a whole set of my books for free!"

"But he doesn't know that he will get something more valuable soon..."

"Excellent! Ladies and gentlemen! I am extremely happy and proud to announce that this September, I will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

When Harry came to his senses, he had already obtained a whole set of Lockhart's books, signed collector's editions, which were worth a lot.

Hermione's small face was tightly wrinkled, "I suddenly have a bad feeling about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class next semester."

"How could it be so - hiss -"

Loren, Lockhart's loyal fan, wanted to speak out again, but was stopped by Hermione's powerful fist.

"Don't act weird!"

"Oh~"

In the end, he failed to build up his favorability in front of Lockhart, so Hermione dragged him to the bookshelf to choose extracurricular books.

While Hermione was flipping through a book of "A Simple Introduction to Ancient Runes", Ron leaned over to Loren's side, licked his lips twice, and motioned him to follow him quietly.

"Loren, I want to borrow some money from you." Ron whispered.

Loren glanced at Mrs. Weasley, wondering: "Aren't all the books that cost a lot of money bought by your mother? You just took pocket money, what are you borrowing money for now?"

Ron was a little embarrassed: "I want to buy a new crucible, brass scales, protective gloves for Ginny..."

The more he spoke, the quieter he felt, that he didn't look like a man at all.But meeting Loren's eyes, she still finished speaking bit by bit: "Ginny is a girl, she can't use old things like us. Our brothers pooled some money and wanted to buy new things for Ginny .”

He knew the embarrassment of using a second-hand wand, a second-hand cauldron and scales, or even an old telescope for Wednesday night stargazing.

Even if other people don't notice, that emotion is like a seed, and it will grow bigger and bigger in my heart.The old traces of these things will become invisible shackles, making people intimidated, and will...

"Harry gave Ginny all the autographed books he got for free. We wanted to exchange her for a new Transfiguration textbook, and we almost paid for it." Come and borrow money from Loren.

Loren looked at him, then at George and Fred who were chattering over there, and Arthur who had just rushed back from the bar and accompanied them to choose second-hand books.Regardless of the Weasley family's financial situation, at least Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had taught them to be kind people.

"How much less?" He didn't say anything like free delivery, which would only embarrass Ron more.

"Thirteen Sickles!" Ron's flushed face glowed.

Loren, who had no change, lent him 1 Galleon. Ron took the money and ran happily towards Ginny.

Everything was fine, until when they walked out of the bookstore, a man with long platinum-blond hair in a dark delicate dress with two coiled snakes hanging from a fox-fur collar coat stopped them.

"It's really sad. It's a disgrace to the wizarding family that a pure-blood wizarding family has fallen to this point." Lucius looked at the group of people, his eyes wandering in the cauldron that Ginny was holding, which contained her. A full set of new books.

Arthur, who was standing at the back, came to the front, standing between Lucius and the children: "Enough Lucius, don't cause trouble?"

"Trouble, what's the trouble, making you annoyed to apply to the Ministry of Magic to search Malfoy Manor?" Lucius sneered.

Draco standing behind looked at Lucius, his father's behavior today was a bit abnormal.

"Look at you," Lucius picked up the "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" in the cauldron, "poor, rude, vulgar, and even with Muggles."

Turning it around in his hand, he threw the book back contemptuously, making a soft bang, "Here, little girl, take your book, this is the best thing your whole family can give you."

This was a gift that his sons managed to gather together to give to his daughter. Arthur's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he rushed towards Lucius, knocking him out of the store door and onto the street.

"Slap him in the eye!" George and Fred raised their hands excitedly, eager to get involved.

Loren looked at Ginny who was stupefied in shock, reached into the cauldron, arranged the books neatly, patted her on the shoulder, and comforted her softly: "This is a gift from your brothers. Don't let them get dusty."

No one noticed that when he withdrew his hand, the originally loose sleeves were tightened, as if stuffed.

On the street, Lucius quickly broke free from Arthur's restraint. He picked up his cane, and seemed to feel that it was a shameful thing to do in public, so he dragged Draco away with a few harsh words.

"Bah!" Arthur looked at the Malfoy father and son going away, "Malfoy is like this, bad and weak, if he fights with me, I can still look up to him."

Molly, who discovered the situation, was no longer in the mood to wait in line for autographs. She rushed out with red eyes, turned Arthur back and forth with both hands, carefully inspected Arthur's whole body, and relaxed only when she didn't find that he was injured. tone.

She slapped Arthur's clothes with her hands vigorously, knocking off circles of dust, and complained: "Look at the good head you have given the children, fighting in public..."

"I don't even have an autograph." I slapped it again and again, as if losing my temper.

Anyone could see that Molly loved her husband very much.

Arthur looked at Molly's face, and his anger dissipated immediately. He grinned and became the honest, steady, temperless red-haired Arthur Weasley again.

He turned his head and smiled at the children: "Scared you! Haha, in fact, Malfoy is like this. If you are tougher than him, he will be cowardly."

"Daddy, you're amazing!" George and Frere surrounded Arthur, and the group walked towards the Leaky Cauldron, laughing and laughing, on their way back.

Arthur stretched out his hand and pulled Loren and Hermione to the front. "I met Bates and Granger in the bar. They are very interesting. I really want to invite them to the Burrow."

"They are good parents, and you are also good children, good children..."

Loren felt something in his pocket, he touched it, it was round and hard, it was a gold Galleon.

Raising his head, Arthur was blinking at him, "Hey, I really want to see what your car looks like. I got a scrapped car, and I can change it to run. But it just doesn't feel like yours. Same, you know, Muggle cars can run on their own without magic..."

George and Fred must have inherited something from Arthur, both chattering, and both like to delve into things...

When they returned to the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron, Bates and Granger were talking and laughing loudly with Hagrid, and they didn't even want to leave. They said goodbye to the drunken Hagrid three or four times before turning back.

The Weasleys had to go through the fireplace, and Loren and the others had to drive home by themselves.Arthur wanted to follow them to see their car, but saw Molly's stern face, and he gave up the idea.

"Goodbye, Hagrid!" Bates said loudly after drinking.

"Goodbye!" Hagrid's voice was louder, so loud that it could be heard all over the bar.

"Hagrid! I'll give you the medicine you asked for. The medicine made by Snape is even better!" Loren yelled at Hagrid, hoping that he would remember after he sobered up.

When they walked out of the bar, Bates and Wendell woke up a little when the cold wind blew outside.In response, they can't drive after drinking.

Hermione held Monica's hand, skipped and sat in the front row, Monica was driving in the driver's seat, and Hermione was in the co-pilot.

Loren was dumbfounded.

Who knows, squeezed in the back row with two drunks who drank alcohol, tortured both physically and mentally.

(End of this chapter)