A Magical Hogwarts

Under William's persuasion, Hermione decided to contact the elves at Hogwarts first and change their minds.

Letters of advice to Dumbledore are also indispensable, which will help improve the living environment of the elves.

A week later, the school sent a new letter with a list of new books they needed to buy for the new semester.

Lockhart has apparently reached a strategic partnership with Hogwarts, and there are actually seven of his books in it.

He listed most of the books he wrote on the must-read list for school students.

William didn't think Lockhart would stay at the school for seven years.

Not to mention a particular curse, Lockhart is not allowed to be so arrogant... Judging from the correspondence with him, the other party has more temperament as a businessman than a professor.

He agreed to come to Hogwarts to be a professor in order to increase the sales of books and further increase his popularity.

This kind of person will not substitute in school for more than a year, otherwise it will affect his money.

Of course, it is estimated that there will be a copy of "Lockhart's Days at Hogwarts" after he leaves, so as to cut a wave of leeks.

What surprised William the most was that Lockhart was still a graduate of Ravenclaw.

The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor for three years in a row is a student of Ravenclaw House... Dumbledore has a taste for my hawk sauce.

A few days later, William took Hermione and Anne to Diagon Alley.

The three stood in front of the big fireplace.

Annie picked up a pinch of sparkling powder from the china jug, went to the stove, and threw the powder into the flames. She walked straight into the fire and shouted "Diagonal Alley!"

It was gone in the blink of an eye.

Floo powder was invented by Ignatia Wildsmith, who also came from Ravenclaw.

However, after her death, Floo fans belonged to the principality and were controlled by official agencies, which belonged to a monopoly industry.

At present, there is only one licensed manufacturer of Floo Bang in the UK, and it is illegal for anyone else to sell it.

Of course, in line with the mentality of running on the market and preventing piracy, its price has never changed in a hundred years, and it has always been 2 xikes a spoonful.

This is the same as the happy water that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Soon, both Hermione and Annie left, and William also picked up a pinch of shiny powder, walked to the stove, and threw the powder into the flames.

He seemed to be sucked into a huge water pipe, and his body was spinning rapidly... The whistling beside his ears was deafening...

Moments later, he was standing in front of the stone fireplace of a wizard's shop.

People come and go in Diagon Alley, constantly crowding towards the front.

Because it was too crowded, William had to hold one by one hand to prevent Hermione and Anne from getting separated.

"What to buy first?" Hermione asked, looking up.

"Wand, my wand!" Annie said impatiently.

William nodded and led the two towards Ollivander's shop.

Diagon Alley is not only Ollivander's wand shop, but everyone generally looks for an old brand.

After the three entered the store, the wind chime on the door made a jingle sound.

Cedric was climbing the ladder to inspect the old wands he had accumulated over the years, preparing to take advantage of the summer vacation time to go to a stockpile.

Mr. Ollivander was sitting in a chair drinking tea.

"Welcome." Cedric smiled when he saw the three of William.

To be fair, it is not easy for Cedric to grab business from Ollivander's hands after graduation.

Of course, he could use his face to attract those rich women to buy wands.

These people may buy dozens of them at a time, and they are still guaranteed in terms of quantity. The only flaw is that Liuwei Dihuang Wan is relatively expensive.

Didn't William just rely on his face to win over a large number of Hogwarts clients?

Who doesn't have a few female classmates with stories?

Make money, it's not shabby!

Ollivander stood up. "Welcome, Mr. Stark, see you again.

I still remember the wand you bought two years ago, it was like yesterday.

Twelve and three-quarters of an inch long, made of cherry wood, a good wand for magic, and I'm glad you got the Merlin with it. "

"Miss Granger is different, vine wood wands, and the owners of such wands are almost always those with noble aspirations and visions beyond ordinary people."

Ollivander showed an amazing memory at the beginning, and then a rainbow fart, touted the person who had bought a wand to be flirtatious.

Mr. Ollivander took another look at Anne after his touts.

"Okay, Miss Stark, come on. Let me see." He took a long silver-marked tape measure from his pocket.

Ollivander moved quickly, and then let Cedric take out a large number of wands.

But he was not satisfied with each one.

"Oh, picky customer!" Ollivander came up with that flickering rhetoric again.

William and Hermione looked at each other and exchanged glances.

Ollivander did the same when the two came to buy the wand.

"Never mind, picky customer, there's always one that's perfect for you...there, an extraordinary combination, cedar wood, ptarmigan tail feathers, eleven inches long. Nice, and flexible."

After Annie took it, her fingertips suddenly felt hot. She held her wand high above her head, and an arc of electricity blew through the air.

Cedric put Annie's wand in a case, wrapped it in brown paper, and Ollivander kept saying, "Isn't it a coincidence...Isn't it a coincidence..."

Annie looked at Ollivander suspiciously.

"Every wand I've made, I remember, the wand's core came from a ptarmigan named Frank, Mr. Scamander's pet.

Participated in the capture of the Dark Lord Grindelwald.

I think child, you will be so outstanding in the future, and you will achieve a great career. "

A small star flashed in Annie's eyes, and she had made it her goal to capture the first-generation Dark Lord.

When she grows up, take Grindelwald...and leave it to the great Dumbledore.

Annie doesn't know, it's not a good idea to hand it over to the headmaster, because he may use excessive torture: leather whip, handcuffs, candles, binding...

Cruel!

William didn't think too much about it, but learned Ollivander's salesmanship on the sidelines.

Ollivander is the hidden master of salesmanship. After his performance has been fooled, what little wizard doesn't think he is the child of destiny? !

I even wanted to punch Grindelwald and kick Voldemort.

No wonder Ollivander's wand is the No. 1 seller in Europe, and there are also routines!

Fortunately, Ollivander is not a Chinese man~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Otherwise, with a magic wand, he is estimated to be able to boast enough to obliterate the avenue.

After the three of them left, William took them to the pharmacy to refill the medicine, and then to Mrs. Morkin's shop to make robes.

After a circle, there were more and more people in Diagon Alley.

The three of William sat outside the Florin's cold drink shop, eating creamy strawberry chocolate ice cream.

"You guys rest here for a while, I'll be right back." William said after eating the ice cream.

"Why are you going?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"I need to get something." William said and walked into the distance.

The items he ordered at the Blog-Borgin store have arrived.

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