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

"What's wrong, kid?"

Seeing Braun staring at him,

Florin couldn't help asking.

"I feel like you look a bit like Principal Dexter. Are you related?"

Brown asked. Dexter was a former headmaster of Hogwarts.

But he had a bad reputation because he admired pure blood and liked to punish students.

Florin paused:

"Yes, that's my ancestor.

But Hogwarts is open now. Did you sneak out?"

"No, sir, my cousin's wand is broken, so we went out to buy a new one and told Professor Dumbledore about it."

Brown took the ice cream and said

"I see, the wand is an important companion of a wizard and must be cherished.

Here you go, young man, take it."

Ron took the ice cream:

"How much is it?"

Florin waved his hand:

"It’s my treat!"

……

Soon , the two of them were licking an ice cream each.

"Where do you want to go?"

Ron asked while licking his ice cream.

"Go to the pet store"

""You want to buy a pet?"

Ron asked in confusion.

Brown dragged him to an owl shop without saying anything.

"No, did you buy it?"

"Me? No, I don't need it!"

Ron said aggrievedly, holding his wallet.

"Welcome. What kind of owl do you need to buy?"

A tall witch asked with a smile.

"We're going to buy an owl."

"Is this what you want?"

The witch came out from the counter and asked.

"No, for girls. What do you recommend? Beautiful lady?"

Braun said sweetly.

The owner of Ira's Owl Shop laughed.

"How about the Black Owl?

It's a very beautiful 093 owl that is very popular among young wizards. And the price is not expensive, just ten Galleons."

The shopkeeper pointed to the owl sleeping in the cage.

The owl was very small, and its two big eyes fluttered, which made it look very cute.

"Can you deliver a letter?"

Braun asked pragmatically.

Although it was cute, delivering a letter was the most important thing for an owl.

"Yes, but they get dizzy sometimes."

"Change it. Price is not a problem."

Braun added.

Maybe the boss was worried that he didn't have money.

Ron cried out in pain:

"Braun!"

""That's enough! Stop screaming. I won't spend your money. You're so stingy!"

Brown rolled his eyes.

But he also understood that it was normal for Ron, who had never seen money since he was a child, to be stingy.

The shop owner's eyes lit up. Although she was very happy to be praised for her beauty, she was most happy about the big business coming to her.

The little boy in front of him was obviously a big business:

"Then I strongly recommend the snowy owl.

Especially this one!

You see, this one is completely snow-white without some gray and black hair like other snowy owls.

And it is a female, it will not be as agitated as the male snowy owl.

This girl is very quiet.

She won't shout or scream."

The owner enthusiastically introduced the snowy owl closest to the counter. He even took her out of the cage and explained it carefully to Braun.

Braun also took a closer look.

It was indeed as the owner said.

"Tell me the price. Fifty……"

"Let me introduce myself again. My name is Braun Foley.

The Foley Pharmacy was owned by my family."

"Fifty is of course impossible.

Thirty gold galleons.

I didn't make any money from you, kid."

The proprietress said with a smile.

Braun curled his lips.

If he hadn't found it troublesome, he would have asked his family to catch it for him.

But the price of thirty galleons was indeed not particularly exaggerated.

"Okay, but I can't take a cage if you give me one."

The lady boss hesitated for a moment but finally agreed. After all, few people buy owls, especially the more expensive ones.

She only sold one last year.

It would be a big expense to keep it in the store, so it would be better to sell it.

"All right, kid. I'm doing this because we're both merchants in Diagon Alley!"

"Thank you so much!"

Braun said with a big smile.

He picked out three or four kinds of owl food before giving up.

"Thirty gold Galleons and fifteen silver Sickles"

"Yes, ma'am. But I don't have any money.

How about you go to the store to get the money later?"

The woman had no objection.

Obviously, she didn't think that the heir of the Fry family would run away for her little money.

After Braun left,

Carl appeared in the store.

"This is the money paid by my young master."

Carl said hoarsely. (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Put a small cloth bag on the table

""Okay. Here's the receipt."

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment and handed over a receipt.

Carl didn't even look at it and stuffed it into his pocket.

He disappeared in the blink of an eye.[]

The shop owner couldn't help but feel envious:

"I really envy the children of these pure-blood families. They have the protection of house elves. And they have a bright future.

It would be great if my children could be like this."

He touched his belly lovingly.

After putting the money away, he began to feed the owls.

He hummed a little tune, and seemed to be in a very good mood.

……

"You don't even have to pay for your purchases?"

Ron said in shock.

"

Braun handed the cage over.

"It's not that she doesn't have to pay, she can pay later.

Didn't I tell her to go to the store to get the money? This is called face recognition!"

"Face scan?"

Ron repeated this strange word several times in confusion.

"I also want to scan my face. Unfortunately, I can't"

"So you have to work hard. Didn't Ollivander say that you will have a bright future?���Teacher's. Work hard, you have great potential!"

"I always feel like Ollivander is fooling me.

No potential wizard has ever carried an owl cage and owl nuts like me."

Ron muttered.

"You are my cousin!

And this is for Ginny.

She doesn't even have a pet.

It's just right for her. I don't know how you are as a brother."

"For Ginny?"

Ron's movements were a little too big, causing the Snow Owl in the cage to flutter its wings and hiss.

It seemed a little nervous.

"Be gentle, and don't be so loud, you might scare the girl a little."

After calming down the Snowy Owl, Ron asked again:

"I just didn't expect you to buy a present for Ginny."

"Isn't this normal?

A little girl has her own pet, but she doesn't. Do you think she will be happy?"

Braun stroked the snowy owl's head and said, making it squint its eyes in comfort.

"Then you can say you gave it to her."

"But this is you……"

"It's okay, just say you sent it.

It's getting late, shall we go back?"

"Wait, I want to buy some Filibuster fireworks and butter beer."

"You don't have to buy beer. We have it in the store.

I think you should give your money to Aunt Molly.

Otherwise I'm afraid you'll have spent it all by the end of the term."

""Okay, I get it."

But Braun looked at him and obviously didn't take his words to heart.

With a sigh, Braun didn't say anything more.

Ron bought a large bag of fireworks in the store.

Then he found a small bucket of beer in Furley's Pharmacy.

This trip to Diagon Alley was successfully completed.

But there were too many things.

So Braun had to ask Carl to find a cart.

Put all the things in it.

Then go back to Hogwarts through the public fireplace.

When he opened his eyes,

Braun was already standing in the principal's office.

But Dumbledore was not here.

Looking at Fox on the wooden shelf, Braun couldn't help but step forward and want to experience petting a phoenix.

But the arrogant Fox obviously didn't want to give Braun this opportunity.

He kept dodging backwards.

After trying for a long time, he reluctantly let Braun stroke its feathers.

It seemed to be saying:

"Touch it, this is my gift to you, a stupid wizard cub."

But Braun saw its narrowed eyes and knew that it was obviously enjoying it.

"What a proud guy."

Braun thought to himself.

"Brown, what are you doing?"

Ron also came out from the fireplace.

"Petting the phoenix.

Fox's feathers are very comfortable and warm.

Ron was also interested and wanted to pet it like Braun did.

But he was pecked.

"Ouch, it hurts so much. Why can't I do it?"

Ron blew on his fingers and said unconvincedly.

"Your hands are covered in black gunpowder from fireworks, so dirty."

Braun glanced at him and said

"Phoenix likes clean things the most.

Fox said in agreement.

"Brown, why do you think the headmaster's portrait is sleeping?"

Ron looked up at the portrait and asked in confusion.

"No, they are all pretending to sleep.

My grandfather told me that.

If the portraits don't want to talk to others, they will pretend to sleep, but they will be eager to talk after we leave."

"Boy, you are so annoying when you talk!"

A portrait of an old wizard with a goatee opened his eyes and said.