Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 2 Diagon Alley

"Welcome, Mr. Briod, you will soon be a little wizard."

Emmeline made a rare teasing, then suppressed her smile and said gracefully: "I think you should have brought that letter."

Bree nodded and calmly took out the opened letter from her satchel. The envelope was made of thick parchment paper with no stamps attached. There was a wax seal and a shield crest on the envelope, with the capital letters " The letter "H" is surrounded by a lion, an eagle, a badger and a snake.

This is a letter from Hogwarts.The familiar Hogwarts school badge above made Emmeline smile knowingly.

Taking the letter from Bree, Emmeline opened it——

Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry: Albus Dumbledore (President of the International Federation of Magic, President of the Wizarding Association, First Class Wizard of the Merlin Order)
Dear Breeze Storm Order:
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted to study at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.Enclosed is a list of required books and equipment.Semester is scheduled to start on September 31.We will be waiting for your owl to bring your reply before July [-]st.

Yours sincerely, Deputy Principal Minerva McGonagall.

On the back of the letter are written things needed for school...

There are several other letters in Bree's satchel, from Bree to Hogwarts and Emmeline, but these are not important now.

Emmeline looked at the back of the letter and said, "Well, it's almost the same as when I was in school. Then I'll take the letter and buy those cauldrons, textbooks, etc., and then I'll go to the robe store and Madam Malkin to buy school uniforms. I'll also buy school uniforms in the afternoon. We have something to do, we need to hurry up."

"But before that, we have to go to Gringotts first. Muggles and wizards have different currencies. Well, Muggles are ordinary people without magic."

"it is good."

Bree doesn't have much choice, right? Emmeline looks like an elegant lady, but is unexpectedly strong. Or maybe she just thinks that Bree, a child, can't buy all these without suffering a loss.

When Bree and Emmeline came to Gringotts, there was a snow-white building towering high above the surrounding shops. Next to the shiny bronze door, stood a figure wearing a scarlet and gold uniform.

It was a goblin, quite ugly.

As they walked into the second door, Bree saw more goblins. They seemed to be working and did not pay attention to the arrival of Bree and Emmeline.

Brie didn't have any wizard's coins, so he asked, "Can't we use pounds here?"

"Don't worry," Emmeline said with a smile: "Hogwarts has subsidies for young wizards who are in need. Although it is not much, it is enough to buy wands and some second-hand school supplies. Of course, hemp can also be used here. Melon money for wizard money, five pounds to a gold galleons.”

"One gold Galleung is equivalent to 17 Silver Sickles, and one Silver Sickle is equivalent to 29 Copper Nuts. This is the wizard's money."

When Bree heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was not used to using second-hand things, especially second-hand wizard school uniforms. These were close-fitting!

Bree was about to take out the money he had saved over the years from his pocket when he saw Emmeline stopping him.

Emmeline said: "Betty is very fond of you. She left you a thousand pounds as a scholarship. I really don't know how she, an old woman with no pension and running an orphanage, saved all this money."

"Wizards will not accept Muggle money in large denominations, which is not conducive to the development of the wizarding world. However, Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic have joined forces to provide convenience for young wizards from the Muggle world, so each young wizard can redeem 100 coins per year. Gold galleons.”

Emmeline walked to the high platform and said gracefully to the goblin: "Please exchange it for 100 gold galleons, and give me the child's assistance fund."

After receiving the 500 pounds and the letter from Hogwarts from Emmeline, the goblin showed displeasure and pride on his face. After carefully comparing the list of aid recipients given to them by Hogwarts this year, he reluctantly He handed over two money bags, one large and one small.

The goblin said in a haughty tone: "The 'relief fund for poor households is 20 gold galleons', and there is also 100 gold galleons in exchange for Muggle banknotes. Yes, this is the money that is temporarily entrusted to you for safekeeping."

After finishing speaking, he stopped paying attention to Bree and Emmeline, and dealt with other tasks on his own. It can be seen that it is the account book, which is the goblin's favorite thing.

In the eyes of goblins, all money belongs to goblins, because the money is made by goblin magic, which is a skill that is difficult to imitate, and Muggles are robbers. They not only let them guard the money, but also squander it wantonly, which is even more excessive. What's more, it's a shame and a disgrace that they should be exchanged for Muggle notes.

Of course, the goblin will not say all this clearly, after all, no goblin dares to touch the original contract with the wizard.

Emmeline didn't care, put the two bags of money into Bree's satchel, and pulled him out of the gate of Gringotts.

"Well, that's the robe store over there. I'll come to you after I've bought other things, and then we'll go to Ollivander's Wand Store to buy wands together."

Following Emmeline's guidance, Bree walked to a nice-looking shop, which was clean and bright, and there was a giant standing at the door. It was incredible that Bree saw him at first sight.

Knowing that it was not friendly to stare at others, Bree turned her head, but at this moment a little boy with rough behavior and hair ran out of the room.

"Ouch!"

Although Brie's body looked thin, he had a lot of strength, and the boy was almost hit by him.

"Are you okay?" Brie held the boy's hand, and then she saw clearly that the boy was wearing baggy clothes, and there was a faint smell of dry rain. The broken glasses on his face, which were bound with tape, were also crooked due to the collision. Crooked...Brie also saw the faint lightning scar on his forehead.

Harry Potter?

"No, it's okay." The boy looked a little scared. He seemed to be blushing because Bree wrinkled his nose and moved away. The giant on the side seemed to be waiting for him.

"Come on Harry, we have to buy other things and wands, that will take a lot of time."

"Oh okay, Hagrid."

Bree watched Harry Potter and the giant leave strangely, and murmured: "This doesn't look like a star. Why are so many people talking about him?"

After shrugging and walking into the long-distance running shop, Bree saw a bright light above his head and a pale, skinny boy being tortured by a floating cloth ruler. Well... the bright light was his platinum-blonde hair.

"Oh, why haven't you finished it yet? Really!"

It was obvious that the boy was impatient to wait. When he saw Bree walking in, he hurriedly put away his previous attitude, raised his head arrogantly, and slowly used the cloth ruler to mark the size of his body.

"Pfft!"

Sorry, Bree smiled. This boy is like a peacock. He is only eleven or twelve years old, and he doesn't know where he learned it.

"What are you laughing at!" Bree's smile immediately aroused the boy's dissatisfaction. He stared at Bree fiercely. Just as Bree was about to say something, he saw a short, fat witch in purple clothes. This should be Mrs. Malkin. .

She came up with a piece of gorgeous and exquisite fabric with a smile, looked at Bree and smiled, and then said to the boy: "I'm sorry, Mr. Malfoy, your mother said that you need the best clothes. And I also need some exquisite daily clothes and gorgeous evening clothes, and because I am growing taller, it takes a longer time to measure the size.”

Mrs. Malkin silently took down the naughty cloth ruler, placed the cloth in front of the boy and said, "How would you like this cloth to be used as a school uniform?"

The boy became more impatient, but maintained his arrogance and said, "Okay."

Mrs. Malkin exhaled after hearing this. It seemed that making clothes for this boy was not an easy task.

"Mr. Malfoy, I will send the finished clothes to Malfoy Manor."

The boy raised his eyebrows and said softly: "Yeah."

Mrs. Malkin then turned to Bree and said, "Are you going to buy Hogwarts school uniforms, dear?"

Bree nodded and said, "I need three sets of plain black work gowns..."

"Oh, I see, I remember, and hat, dragon leather gloves, cloak, all with name tags, oh! I forgot to ask the boy just now, I hope he will come back!"

Seeing Mrs. Malkin's confused and worried expression, Bree pursed his lips and smiled lightly, "My name is Bree Odd."

Mrs. Malkin said: "Oh, of course, you can stand on a chair to measure the size first, but it will be over quickly if it's a school uniform."

"Excuse me, Mrs. Malkin."

"It's okay, you are such a well-behaved and polite child." After saying this, Mrs. Malkin threw the cloth ruler to Bri, then turned around and entered the compartment with the cloth in her arms.

"Is it polite? Hmph..."

A voice like an aria caught Bri's attention, and in a blink of an eye, Bri saw a pale and angry face.

"Formal introduction, polite Mr. Odd, I am Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

"I'm..." Brie was about to say something when she heard...

"Oh, needless to say, I already know that you are a... Muggle wizard."

Draco Malfoy glanced at Bree's clothes with haughty eyes, and finally locked on Bree's face.

“Tsk, I don’t know how many times my mud-smelling clothes have been washed, but my shabby and old-fashioned satchel is still in good condition...”

Bree was a little annoyed by Draco Malfoy's attitude, and stared at him unkindly, with displeasure in his pure black eyes, and tiny red threads spread in Bree's eyes.

Malfoy's words came to an abrupt end. He seemed to have fallen into a silent world, standing alone on an island, as if a storm was about to come. Of course, it was just a seeming, because he soon woke up, but looked at Bree again. The teasing in his eyes made him stunned.

"Draco!"

At this time, an elegant and arrogant blonde woman walked in from the door. She looked at Draco Malfoy's indecent posture and expression and said helplessly: "Your father is outside the door. You should be lucky that he thinks this is The place where women would like to stay is not in."

Draco Malfoy seemed to have recovered, and a blush spread on his pale face, extending behind his ears.

"Mom, you can't tell Dad that I have been waiting for you here for a long time. You should apologize!"

Seeing her son's obvious coquettishness, the woman touched Draco Malfoy's little face lovingly, pulled him out of the small chair, and then glanced at Bree gently.

Seemingly surprised that there was a freshman with an oriental face this year, she gave Bree a slight nod, and pulled Draco Malfoy out of Madam Malkin's robe store.

Draco Malfoy looked at Bree inquiringly, and Bree imitated his arrogance and raised an eyebrow at him, telling him to leave and turn away from looking at Bree.

Bree is not an impulsive child, but he will not choose to suffer. Of course, he has no bad intentions at the age of 11. He just used some small means to scare Draco Malfoy.

"It seems that I have something special. For example, turning my eyes red can make others feel scared, hehe."

Bree thought about the two people just now, pondered for a while, and then thought of the books she saw in the orphanage before and said inexplicably: "They seem to be aristocrats from the last century. Are there aristocrats in the magic world too?"

"There are no nobles in the wizarding world, kid, but there are pure-blood wizard families. Of course, not all pure-blood wizard families are as famous as the Malfoy family."

Mrs. Malkin took the cloth ruler and said to Bree, "Okay boy, do you want to leave a mailing address, or prepare to pick it up yourself, because you need them when you are sorting, so you can't mail them directly to the school."

"Well, can I pick it up in a few days? I think there should be an inn in Diagon Alley, so I can learn more about the wonders of the magical world."

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