Fantastic Beasts Cooking Masters At Hogwarts

"Then...can I not want it?" Allen regretted touching this wand. He now wanted to rewind the time to two minutes ago and refused when Mr. Ollivander introduced this obviously expensive wand. it.

"No, although there is some suspicion of forced buying and selling, the rules are like this. A person can only choose one wand from me." Mr. Ollivander said seriously, "And I didn't deceive you. The wand was worth every penny, I only paid for the materials, as Professor McGonagall can vouch for."

Professor McGonagall nodded cruelly under Alan's pleading gaze.

Allen sighed. In fact, he was just a little unwilling. With Ollivander's reputation in the wand-making industry, there was really no need to cheat him out of a child.

After buying the wand, Alan still has many things to buy.

So after Professor McGonagall said goodbye to Mr. Ollivander, he left with Alan, who was sad about his debt.

Just when Allen walked to the door, Mr. Ollivander suddenly said, "If you have time, you can come to my place to work part-time to offset your debt."

This was probably what Mr. Ollivander said to take care of Allen.

Alan looked back at Mr. Ollivander, nodded gratefully, and then followed Professor McGonagall out of Ollivander's Wand Shop.

Next comes the regular shopping.

With the admission notice from Hogwarts in hand, Allen followed the list above and bought various items needed for the first grade without asking Professor McGonagall for help.

For example, customize school uniforms including robes, uniforms, pointed wizard hats, cauldrons, textbooks required for first grade, dragon skin protective gloves, brass balances, telescopes, and a set of glass or crystal medicine bottles.

These things are quite complicated and are distributed in different shops in Diagon Alley. This shopping trip made Alan feel the same as buying a bridle in the East Market and buying a whip in the North Market.

It took Allen a lot of time to collect these bits and pieces. Finally, at the door of a shop with some dried plants hanging on the door, Allen planned to buy the last item, a set of glass or crystal medicine bottles and crucibles.

Before that, Professor McGonagall said that he had to leave for a while, and asked Alan not to leave after buying the medicine bottle.

Since he was not in a hurry and had to wait for someone, Allen did not buy the medicine bottle immediately after entering the store, but looked at the various products in the store.

This is a shop that sells potion products, including various types of cauldrons and some fresh or pre-processed materials.

The fresh plants among them aroused Allen's interest.

Because he saw hunting grade on those fresh plants!

I didn’t expect that plants would also be included.

Allen looked at the plants excitedly, identifying them by the signs hanging in front.

Probably to prevent plants from hurting people, the fresh plants here are all plants with a hunting level of no more than level 5.

For example, a plant that is only the size of a human fist and is called Chinese biting cabbage has a hunting level of 5. Its body is split in the middle and it has sharp teeth.

They were tied with ropes in the flowerpot, and they looked at Allen approaching and bared their teeth, as if they wanted to bite off Allen's nose.

"Please be careful, this plant is still very dangerous. Even today, people often have their fingers bitten off by these little guys. St. Mungo's receives more than ten cases of wizard bites from biting cabbage every year." The boss is a kind old woman. She was very enthusiastic when she saw Allen. After all, who in the right mind would have any ill intentions towards a handsome and cute child?

Allen looked at the lively and biting cabbage thoughtfully and asked, "Is this delicious?"

"Ah?" The old woman looked at Allen blankly.

"Is this delicious?" Allen asked again.

"This... I really don't know. Mainly because no one has ever cared about it. Most wizards use it to brew potions or simply train them to guard the medicine garden. No one has thought of eating it. If they are afraid of you, If you want to eat, I have two candies here." The old woman looked at Allen with pity, seeing how pitiful the child was, and she was so hungry that she wanted to eat something inedible.

"No, you misunderstood," Allen rejected the old woman's candy. He thought for a moment without explaining but asked, "How much does this pot of biting cabbage cost?"

"Are you sure you want to buy it? It's very dangerous." The old woman was a little hesitant, especially after knowing that the child had the idea of ​​eating biting cabbage, she didn't want to sell it to Allen.

"Please, ma'am, I'm just curious and hope I can study it." Allen blinked and looked at the old woman's cuteness with an innocent expression.

The old woman's heart melted when she saw that little expression. She immediately sold the biting cabbage to Allen as if she was under a spell. She also taught him how to deal with biting cabbage and how to deal with it, and then bought it in Allen. There was a special price on cauldrons and vials.

Allen only paid half of a bunch of items that originally cost at least five galleons.

Even when Allen finally came out with a bunch of things, the old woman was still asking if he wanted to have them delivered to his door.

Allen declined the old woman's kindness. Holding a bunch of things, Allen looked at his reflection in the street window and nodded with satisfaction.

It seems that my face is still very useful, and I can rely on my appearance to make a living.

After a while, Professor McGonagall came back, carrying a cage covered with black cloth.

"Have you bought everything?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Of course, Professor McGonagall." Allen nodded.

Although he was curious about what Professor McGonagall was holding, as a "well-behaved" and "sensible" child, Allen would not explore other people's privacy too much.

"Okay, then I will take you to the Leaky Cauldron Bar. You will live there until September 1st. You can make your own arrangements for the rest of the time. Take care of your money, even in the magical world. There is no shortage of thieves either," Professor McGonagall warned.

"Okay professor." Allen said obediently.

Professor McGonagall was very satisfied with Allen's performance. Although the child gave her a very troublesome impression at first, she felt that the child was quite sensible during the process of getting along with him.

It would be better if you don't eat owls in the future.

With this thought in mind, Professor McGonagall lifted the black cloth covering the cage with a look of speculation on the unknown future.

A huge crow, it seemed to be at least two times larger than an ordinary crow, no less than an owl, and its feathers showed a brilliant luster in the sunlight.

"This is my gift to you." Professor McGonagall said.