Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

"Yes, but we all call him Sir."

The house-elf explained.

"But why use rotten food?

Isn't normal food good enough?"

"Because ghosts basically have no sense of taste.

Rotten and spoiled food will have a stronger smell, so they like it.

Because it allows them to taste some of the flavor of food."

Brawne explained at the right time.

The house elf also nodded continuously.

"Yes, basically we have to prepare it every few decades.

To be honest, it's not that easy.

Because we still have to deal with these foods after the banquet.

And it's easy to make the kitchen smelly."

After wandering around the kitchen with the house elf for a while,

Brown felt that it was about time, so he pulled Ron, who was still a little reluctant, away.

"Hey, I can't get enough of that. There are some cakes almost ready!"

"You'll have plenty of time to eat cake later.

Now follow me to the principal's office."

"Go to the principal's office? Why?"

Ron asked nervously.

Brown rolled his eyes:

"The headmaster's office is the only one in the entire Hogwarts that is connected to the Floo network.

Where else can we go if not to the headmaster's office?"

""Good morning, Hermione!"

Braun greeted as he passed by the Gryffindor common room.

"Good morning, what are you going to do?"

Hermione asked curiously.

"Go buy Ron a wand. Don't worry. We're not sneaking out. We've told the headmaster, and now we're going to the headmaster's office to borrow the Floo network."

Brawne stopped Hermione from saying anything.

"Okay, go early and come back early!"

""Yes! Here, the cake just baked in the kitchen. It's at the right temperature. Let's have a taste!"

Brown said as he took out a piece of cake from somewhere.

Then he waved his hand and took Ron upstairs.

"You said it wasn't baked!"

Ron said dissatisfiedly, looking around at Browne, trying to find out where the cake was.

"Yes, but these are the gifts from the house-elf before I left. Stop it! Do you still want your wand?"

""Okay, okay."

Ron had no choice but to withdraw his hand and follow behind Brown.

"Password!" said a stone statue with sharp corners blocking the door.

""A pile of cockroaches!"

Brown replied casually.

The stone statue jumped aside.

The big mouth with sharp teeth yawned.

Then it closed its eyes in a daze.

I really don't understand why stones would doze off.

Brown suppressed this doubt in his heart. He pushed open the door.

Dumbledore was sitting at the table eating breakfast.

He was still wearing pure white pajamas, a hat with a small ball on his head, and a pair of wool socks on his feet. It looked a little funny.

"Good morning, gentlemen. Would you like to have something to eat?.？"

"No, thank you, Professor. We are here to borrow the fireplace." said Braun

""Okay. Come to the meeting early."

Dumbledore said as he fed the phoenix Fawkes some bread crumbs.

"Diagon Alley!"

Ron sprinkled some Floo powder in the fireplace.

Braun did the same.

Sprinkle the Floo powder, wait for the flame to turn green, stand inside and say where you want to go.

""Cough, cough!"

Braun coughed a few times.

He was choked by the magic flame.

He was still coughing when he walked out of the public fireplace.

It took him a long time to feel better.

"This feels good, at least better than a portkey."

Brown said

"It's just that it's too easy to stain clothes, and the price of Floo powder is a bit expensive."

Ron patted his clothes and said

""Okay, let's not waste any more time. Let's get out of here. I think the old wizard on duty is getting a little impatient."

Braun pulled Ron and whispered.

Because it was not the first day of school,

Diagon Alley seemed much quieter.

And it was just past eight o'clock, so many shops were not open yet.

"Uncle Foley, didn't you say you'd come pick us up?"

""There."

Braun pointed to Mr. Foley, who was talking to an old wizard.

Mr. Foley obviously saw Braun and the others. He said goodbye to the old wizard and walked over.

"Let's go to the store and wait for a while. Ollivander's will open in a while. To be honest, I didn't expect you to come so early."

Mr. Foley muttered a few words and took the two to Foley's Potion Shop.

"Uncle Foley, my dad……"

Ron couldn't help but ask

"Nothing. I was fined three months' salary.

Luckily I removed most of the magic from the car.

Otherwise, your father would have been in trouble just from those few traceless retraction spells."

Mr. Foley poured Ron a glass of hot milk and said. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Don't be so reckless next time.

I also investigated the issue of you being unable to pass the platform. I think it was who cast the spell that blocked the door.

Because there is a reason for it, the Ministry of Magic will not punish you and your friend."[]

Mr. Foley said so.

Ron was relieved.

He was finally relieved after a week of anxiety.

It was around nine o'clock when

Ollivander's Wand Shop opened.

The three of them went over.

"Ring Ring Ring……"

The doorbell rang

"Brown, oak eleven-inch dragon heart. A very strong wand.

How is it maintained?

Ollivander was a little surprised but still said as usual.

"Very good sir," Braun said as he took out his wand.

"I wax it every day."

Ollivander took it and looked at it with great satisfaction:

"Your wand is very happy, and it seems that it has chosen you as its master, which makes it very happy.

Remember, the wand is the wizard's best friend, so you must treat it well."

"I will, sir!���

Braun took the wand and said

"So what are you here for today?

A maintenance kit?

I think your wand is well maintained, and there's no need to spend money on fancy stuff."

"It's for my nephew."

Mr. Foley pulled Ron out from behind him and said

"Oh, I haven't seen it. I guess no one has bought a wand from me.

But, red hair, needless to say, must be from the Weasley family.

I remember a little girl came here this year, and I remember her wand was yew wood and unicorn feathers.

The Weasley family seems to prefer unicorn feather wand cores."

"Yes, sir. I used to use my brother's wand, but it broke."

Ron said with some embarrassment.

It seems that a broken wand is a very shameful thing.

"It's all right, kid. The wand chooses the wizard. Here you can find your companion.

Ollivander comforted

"｀.Come on, let me measure you first."

Ollivander took out the measuring tape skillfully.

After measuring, he took out three wooden boxes.

"Come and try it. Let's see how it goes."

Ollivander handed over a wand and said.

Before Ron could hold it tightly, it was taken back.

"No, this one isn't it. Try this one."

Ron held the wand, and some small sparks came out of the tip of the wand.

"Just a little bit more, how about this one?"

The moment Ron grasped the wand, a beam of white light shot out from the tip of the wand

"It looks pretty good. The willow stick is 14 inches long and the core is a unicorn feather.

It makes a sound when it is waved.

Willow has a very strong magical healing ability, suitable for casting silent spells, and it will often choose some wizards with great potential. It looks like you have to work hard, kid."

Olivander blinked.

"Really? But I always feel like I'm a slow learner."

Ron said disappointedly, holding his wand.

"Believe in yourself, kid. You're going to be great."

"How much?"

Mr. Foley asked

"Every wizard's first wand is subsidized.

Ten Galleons are enough.

Ron didn't wait for Mr. Foley to pay.

He took out the gold Galleons he had swindled from Lockhart and paid.

"Thank you for your patronage!"(Good job, Deno)"

Ollivander said nonchalantly as he put the Galleons back into the drawer.

He didn't care about this little money.

Every year, the orders given to him by the Ministry of Magic in England were enough for him to make a lot of money.

He opened the shop just to maintain the reputation of his ancestors and to see the joy of wizards after they got their wands.

"See you next time! Mr. Ollivander!"

Mr. Foley said.

The three of them left the wand shop and did not go back to Hogwarts directly. After all, they had finally come out once, so they had to have some fun.

"You two can wander around here by yourselves. Don't go to Diagon Alley. Carl, you follow them."

""Yes! Master!" an old house-elf said hoarsely.

It was also a house-elf of the Forlì family, but it was usually in charge of the potion shop.

It rarely went to Forlì Castle.

"Young master, you can walk around freely. I won't disturb you."

Carl disappeared.

However, Braun's keen intuition could still detect that Carl was really standing not far away from him, but he just couldn't see him.

"We agreed that today's expenses are yours! I don't have any money."

""Okay, okay."

Ron took out his wallet with some heartache.

"How about going for some ice cream first?"