Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 143 Harry’s excitement and the cat buying incident!

Seeing that it was getting dark, Harry suddenly remembered something.

His kitten is still in someone else's hands.

It happened to be time for dinner, so Harry changed his clothes.

Because Harry's clothes have not been changed for eight days. Although there is cleaning magic, Harry did not understand the consequences of violating the use of magic by minors before, so he naturally did not use it. Although Hagrid is an adult wizard, he was five years old.

After what happened in the Chamber of Secrets ten years ago, I was sentenced to no longer be able to use the wand.

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Change into fresh summer clothes. Yes, don’t forget, this is not winter, this is summer vacation.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, Harry immediately saw a few people gathered around the front desk.

Harry looked through the figures and saw a cat squatting on the edge of the table, licking its paws, touching its smooth fur, and looking at the humans surrounding it with disdain.

The three girls surrounding it liked this very much: "Wow, it's so cute." "Look, its eyes are so cold, just like the way my sister always rolls her eyes at me at home." "So cute..."

Harry didn't expect that the little cutie would become the hotel's mascot.

It’s not surprising that it is so popular. After all, it is a genuine magic pet. Although its combat power is five, its wisdom is there.

Muggles have never seen such a smart cat.

It is now as smart as a second grader playing Honor of Kings whom Harry met in his previous life.

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As soon as Harry walked over, the little cutie noticed it immediately.

It climbed down the stage and startled the three girls.

The little cutie ran to Harry's feet, sniffed it gently, and circled around him happily.

This, do I have a dog?

A receptionist at the front desk remembered Harry very clearly. She was wondering when Harry returned to the hotel and she didn't see him. When she saw Harry bending down to pick up the little cutie and walking towards the door, she quickly said: "Sir, there is something wrong.

A lady has taken a fancy to your cat and is willing to buy it at a high price."

Harry was stunned, he didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Could it be that the bitch girl took a fancy to the protagonist's pet and then snatched the pet with her nostrils raised in an arrogant manner, but was violently stomped by the protagonist. She still looked at the protagonist with a pity expression and said, "You don't know who you have offended, but you were slapped in the face by the protagonist."

Is this kind of plot about to happen to me?

Thinking of this, Harry felt a little excited inside.

He suppressed the excitement in his heart and asked: "What is that lady's character like? Will she find someone to kill me if I don't sell it?"

The female receptionist was startled: "Of course not."

She looked left and right, then whispered into Harry's ear: "Miss Copenhagen is traveling in England. She is staying in this hotel. She took a fancy to your cat."

Then she saw Harry's confused face: "Copenhua? Who is it?"

"She's that Hollywood star," the female receptionist said.

Harry was immediately disappointed: "Is it because of her reputation that she will never do anything outrageous?"

"Of course, which celebrity would do this?" the female receptionist said.

"Sir, where are you going?" What stunned her was that Harry showed no interest at all and had already walked outside.

"Have a meal."

"Don't you want to sell cats anymore?"

"Of course I won't sell it. She can't even pretend to be cute. Doesn't she want to be a bit player and a heroine?" Harry said matter-of-factly.

"Do you know how much she is willing to pay?" The female receptionist didn't know whether she was angry with Harry or thinking about the astronomical price to her, and her chest heaved.

She even thought about stealing the cat, but unfortunately they all knew that the owner of the cat was not her.

"I don't know and I don't want to know." Harry took two steps and turned back.

The female receptionist thought Harry had changed his mind.

I only heard Harry say: "Well, my room will be reserved for another month." Then a stack of bills was placed on the table.

Harry held the little cutie in his arms, stroked it gently with one hand, and whistled as he went out.

The female receptionist was very reluctant, as if she wanted to buy her own cat, but someone stopped her from selling it: "She is willing to spend 400,000 pounds to buy your cat."

Harry was surprised, are people so cunning nowadays?

Harry turned around and pointed to his head: "Tell her for me that what she needs is not a cat, but a hospital."

400,000 pounds, 4 million yuan.

In fact, the star did not say how much she was willing to spend, but when she entered the hotel, a group of her managers and assistants carried out eight cat cages from the car like guardians of ancestors, containing eight precious cats.

After the female receptionist heard the agent complain that the eight cats had cost 400,000 pounds, Miss Copenhagen acted like she had to sell the cat.

Therefore, just now in desperation, she blurted out that Copenhagen was willing to spend so much money to buy the little cutie.

Harry didn't care what was going on here.

He silently sighed, the world of cat slaves is really scary, but fortunately I am not one.

Then, he put his head on the little cutie, took two deep puffs, and showed the expression of an addict who has taken white powder. In short, his expression was very slutty.

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After dinner, return to the hotel.

Harry silently calculated how much money Lily and James left him, and then happily discovered that except for two years of tuition fees, he was already a pauper.

Harry finally felt at ease. He didn't have money in his hands that he only wanted to spend. He felt comfortable and relaxed all over.

He had a good dream after a long time.

Then I changed my clothes in the morning and asked the waiter to change the sheets and quilts.

Why do you need to change the bed sheets and quilts? I have made it very clear. Good dreams, good dreams, good dreams! Do you understand?

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Whether it was the good air in the morning or the aftereffects of the "pseudo-saint" mode, Harry's thinking was very clear, which reminded him of something he hadn't noticed.

How come his two little girlfriends, with whom the relationship is still uncertain, don't miss him at all and don't reply to any of his letters.

When Zhang Qiu and Hermione returned home for the holidays, they asked for Harry's address so that they could write letters to him during the summer vacation.

Harry didn't have a place to live, so he could only ask for their home addresses and promised to write to them as soon as he found a place to live.

After Harry checked into the Sherlock Hotel, he had already written and sent two letters to them.

Logically speaking, Harry should have received their replies long ago, but he never received them.

Then he had to think of the house elf in the second Harry Potter who made countless readers want to kill him as soon as he appeared.

Dobby, an elf who knows how to be grateful, kind, loyal and loyal.

It's a pity that it has so many advantages, but it is not worth mentioning in front of its shortcomings.

The word "stupid" ruins everything.

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