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Half an hour later, the two came out of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. Dumbledore glanced at the Eela Owl Shop not far away, and then looked at Kyle.

"We've bought the wand and books, let's go buy you a pet."

Kyle's eyes lit up, "Pet? Can I buy a phoenix like Fox?"

"I'm afraid not. The phoenix is ​​an extremely rare magical animal...but we can buy an owl."

Kyle's bright eyes immediately dimmed.

What’s the point of raising an owl if you can’t buy an animal as cool as a phoenix as a pet?

He doesn’t want an owl, he wants a crow to cosplay the Weasel God.

So Kyle strode into the Owl Shop.

After coming out of the store, Kyle had a birdcage in his hand, and inside it was a black crow.

Kyle touched his chin and said, "Just call it one dozen seven."

Dumbledore looked at the cheerful Kyle with a smile and his blue eyes, "Let's go to Mrs. Malkin's to get some clothes. All that's missing is your clothes."

However, Kyle did not follow Dumbledore's footsteps, but stared at the crucible shop in the distance with longing eyes, "Professor, I want to buy a crucible."

After receiving permission, Kyle thrust the birdcage into Dumbledore's hand. Kyle ran to the door of the store in three steps, picked up the copper pot that he had long admired, and rushed into the store happily.

Paid the money.

…

By the time the two of them finished shopping for all the goods in Diagon Alley, the sun was already high above their heads.

"We've already missed lunch at Hogwarts," Dumbledore said, looking at the time.

Kyle, who had already changed into wizard robes, looked at the copper pot in his hand, "Professor, does Hogwarts have a kitchen?"

"Of course, our three meals a day don't appear out of thin air. Why do you ask?"

After swallowing, Kyle looked at Dumbledore expectantly, "Let's go back to Hogwarts! Go to the kitchen! Let me treat you to a magical meal from the East!"

Dumbledore happily agreed, he wanted to see what new tricks Kyle could give him.

"Let's go, this time we will use Apparition to return to Hogwarts."

Pulling Dumbledore's arm, the next moment Kyle felt like he was being crumpled into a ball and stuffed into the toilet, and then flushed out through the sewer.

When Kyle came to his senses, he was already standing on the grounds of Hogwarts.

"Is this space teleportation magic?" Actually, what Kyle wanted to say was the flying thunder god's technique.

"Well, you can say that."

"Professor! I want to learn this!" Kyle's eyes turned into four-pointed stars.

"This magic is still too early for you now. Let's solve the lunch problem first."

…

Twenty minutes later, the kitchen on the ground floor of Hogwarts Castle.

The Hogwarts kitchen is a large room with high ceilings, as large as the Great Hall above.

Many gleaming copper pots and basins were piled against the surrounding stone walls, and there was a large brick fireplace at the other end of the room.

There are four tables in the kitchen. These tables are placed exactly like the four college tables in the auditorium above.

Kyle and Dumbledore sat opposite each other. In front of them was a copper pot with red oil floating on it.

Under the heating of the faint blue flame, the bright red soup bubbles with hot steam.

Kyle picked up a piece of beef, rinsed it in the pot, and then put it on Dumbledore's plate.

"Professor, please use it."

The unique spicy taste of the spicy hot pot went straight to Dumbledore's nostrils, and the aroma contained in it made Dumbledore salivate.

But the large amount of chili peppers and Sichuan peppercorns that Kyle just threw into the pot in front of him made him a little afraid to eat them.

He felt that even if Albus starved to death, died outside, or jumped from the astronomy tower of the castle, he would not eat anything in this pot.

But looking at Kyle's expectant eyes, Dumbledore couldn't bear to refuse, so he picked up the knife and fork and ate the beef that Kyle put on his plate as if he was dead.

The next second, Dumbledore's closed eyes suddenly opened.

So delicious!

"I'm curious where you found this delicacy."

"Brooklyn is not that far from New York's Chinatown," Kyle answered as he picked up a piece of beef and put it in his mouth, feeling a little regretful that there was no such ingredient as tripe in the Hogwarts kitchen.

After eating a few slices of beef, Dumbledore put down the knife and fork in his hand, picked up the goblet of ice wine and took a sip.

"This level of spiciness is still too unfriendly for a hundred-year-old man."

Kyle: "..."

Okay, then you can have the clear soup pot.

Staring at the copper pot in front of him, Kyle's hands slowly formed a seal.

I saw a puff of white smoke rising up, and the copper pot in front of me instantly changed into the shape of a mandarin duck pot, with all the original red soup placed on one side of the mandarin duck pot.

Wandless transfiguration?

Dumbledore was a little surprised by Kyle's talent, but he quickly calmed down.

Grindelwald's son, Ji Cao, Wu Liu.

When he thought of this, Dumbledore was no longer surprised. He calmly called the house elf working in the kitchen and added clear soup to the other half of the mandarin duck pot.

House elves are very small creatures with ears as big as bats, protruding eyes as big as tennis balls, and a relatively long and flat nose.

They are a race conquered by wizards in ancient wars. Every elf must receive servile training from birth and serve the wizards for generations.

The hot pot that Kyle and Dumbledore enjoyed was prepared by these house elves under Kyle's guidance.

"Professor, after buying the wand and textbooks, I will be officially admitted and will have to attend classes with other students?"

Dumbledore, who was busy making hot pot, was chewing food and couldn't speak, so he just shook his head.

After swallowing the beef in his mouth, Dumbledore explained to Kyle:

"More than half of this school year has passed. If you enroll now, you will not be able to keep up with their teaching progress. You will have to wait until September this year to enroll with the next class of little wizards."

"Can I attend the professors' classes during this time?"

Dumbledore finally swallowed the food in his mouth, "If you are just listening, I think there is no problem."

Then he took out a piece of parchment from his arms and handed it to Kyle.

"This is the class schedule for first-year students. I personally recommend you to attend Professor Flitwick's Charms class first, and then Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration."

"Their current class schedule is a bit ahead of you, but even so, these two courses will be of great help to you."

"If you have any questions about magic, you can go to the principal's office on the eighth floor of the castle to see me. The password to enter the office is Bee Sugar."

Kyle took the timetable from Dumbledore's hand and looked at it carefully.

There are two different timetables printed on both sides of the parchment, one side is for Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and the other side is for Slytherin and Ravenclaw.

Kyle remembered that in the movie he watched in his previous life, the protagonist Harry Potter and the brat he was teaching in Diagon Alley today seemed to belong to two houses: Gryffindor and Slytherin.

He clearly remembered that in the movie, Gryffindor and Slytherin often had classes together, right?

Kyle looked down at the class schedule again. Only Potions and Flying classes from these two rival colleges were put together?

Don't ask, just ask because the movie has changed its setting.

In the afternoon, the four colleges all have Charms and Transfiguration classes, but the order is different.

He was more interested in charms than Transfiguration, so Kyle thought it would be better to take a Ravenclaw Charms class first.