Mr. Foley looked a little hesitant. He certainly knew that his son had reached a bottleneck.

There was no point in simply practicing the steps and reciting them on paper.

It was reasonable to move on to the next stage.

Trying to make basic potions.

But his son was not yet of school age.

So he could not have a wand.

As for lending his wand to his son?

Not to mention whether Brown and his wand could match.

Even if they could match, wizards would basically not lend their wands to others. Even relatives were the same.

The relationship between wizards and wands was like that between Muggles and their younger brothers.

Would a normal human lend his younger brother to someone else?

Of course not.

Then wizards would not lend their wands to others.

Of course, poor people were the exception.

"I have to say, son, you put me in a difficult position...

I will try to find a suitable wand for you as soon as possible.

However, this will take time.

You have to wait."

After hesitating for a while, Mr. Foley finally gave in.

The Foley family finally had another genius, and they couldn't kill him just because they didn't have a wand.

As for the Ministry of Magic?

To hell with it.

I have plenty of Galleons, and I will just compensate them if they are discovered.

Brown smiled.

The cooldown period of the simulator will end today.

He can't wait to get a new talent.

""Gentlemen, are you done with your work?"

Mother Millie asked, opening the door and standing at the door.

"Of course, Mom"

"Then let's pack up quickly.

Let's go shopping today. It's time for Braun to buy some new robes.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, we have to celebrate."

""Okay, Mom, let's go."

Braun replied indifferently.

Although he didn't know why wizards still celebrate Christmas, he would go if he had to.

He was almost going moldy staying in the castle.

He was very happy to see the Diagon Alley in the book with his own eyes.

Moreover, he felt that his mother's Christmas was just an excuse. It was more because she wanted to go shopping but had no one to accompany her.

So she dragged her son and husband along.

Otherwise, why hadn't she gone shopping before?

But who knew that before he even went out, he was stopped by his mother.

Mrs. Fly pulled the corner of Braun's clothes while covering her nose with the other hand:

"Oh, Braun.

Change your clothes quickly.

Take a good shower.

Merlin's beard.

Smell what's on your body."

Braun smelled his clothes and didn't find any smell.

But from his mother's exaggerated movements, he could tell that the smell on his body, probably, might be... well... it's really not very pleasant.

But this is normal.

There are all kinds of strange smells in the ingredients of potions.

The smell after mixing is even stranger.

These days, he stayed in the house every day to practice the process of refining various potions.

It is inevitable that some potion materials and smells are stained on his clothes.

""Okay, Mom."

Braun said helplessly.

"Remember to use the shampoo that makes your hair smoother!"

Millie pinched her nose and shouted at Braun.

"Got it, Mom!"

Take off the colorful clothes stained by the magic potion.

Braun stood under the shower and washed his whole body carefully.

Then he washed his hair with the shampoo that his mother specially asked him to wash.

""Iris scent. Not bad."

Putting down the red shampoo bottle,

Braun happily washed his hair, humming a few songs from time to time.

Men always take a shower very quickly.

Braun came out of the bathroom soon.

He looked in the mirror and found that after washing his hair with shampoo, his hair, which was originally stiff and stiff, became much more docile. His golden hair was close to his scalp.

"As expected of a 'subduing shampoo', it really works well."

As soon as I threw the towel I had used to wipe my head onto the sink, the mirror started to scream:

""Sloppy!

Sloppy!

" The mirror didn't settle down until Braun hung the towels properly.

The magic mirror is a common item in many families.

It has a small magic that can remind people who look in the mirror to pay attention to their clothes and behavior.

But compared with the mirror in Braun's room that can make jokes, this magic mirror is obviously not very smart.

It only knows how to yell.

After changing into the new clothes prepared by Dom, Braun felt refreshed all over.

The fatigue of the past few days was swept away.

"This smell is really strong!"

When passing by the old clothes he took off, Braun couldn't help but cover his nose.

He didn't smell the smell Mrs. Fly mentioned because he was used to it.

Braun thought she was making a fuss.

But when he came out of the shower, he realized how strong the smell was.

If I have to describe it, it's like adding rotten shark to an opened can of herrings and boiling them.

That sour...tsk tsk

"Dom, you need to wash this dress. Otherwise, you won't be able to wear it."

Braun said, holding his nose.

"Young Master, Madam said this dress cannot be worn anymore and needs to be thrown away."

"Throw it away? Fine. Go ahead."

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