A holiday passed, and Sirius Black was still nowhere to be seen, but the Ministry of Magic was becoming more and more vigilant, but this had nothing to do with Bree.

Bree has grown a little taller, and the wizard robe from last year can no longer be worn. At this time, he is making custom wizard robes at Madam Malkin's Robe Store, as well as some more comfortable underwear.

"Oh, dear, haha, you may have to make another reservation in the middle of the semester."

Mrs. Malkin is definitely an expert in making clothes for little wizards. She knows very well how tall the little wizard will grow at what time. And Bree's height did grow very fast during this period, so Bree nodded and agreed with Malkin.

Mrs. King's advice.

"Get me some better fabrics, ma'am."

Bree said to Mrs. Malkin: "By the way, I will make a few pieces according to the dimensions on this paper. You know, my uncle came to see me, and he is managing the store. I want to buy him some gifts. And

The other little ones, of course, are Mr. Nico Flamel, who is a guest at my house."

Madam Malkin had naturally heard about something that was very popular recently.

"Oh, Fantasy Game, of course, you have made a lot of money, but I don't need to consider ordinary fabrics for you, let me see..."

Mrs. Malkin picked up the list and glanced at it quickly. She was surprised and said: "Oh, there are so many people here, they are a bit familiar..."

"Is it made for professors? Hogwarts will make custom-made wizard robes for professors every once in a while. I remember clearly that there is even Dumbledore's on it."

The size of these professors was what Bree asked Professor Sprout for, hoping to give the professors some first-year gifts.

"Okay, even the detailed color patterns have been written down, then I will mail them to Hogwarts. After all, you are going to school tomorrow. September 1st is a big day."

Bree and Mrs. Malkin were talking, and some little wizards walked in outside the shop. There were always little wizards who came to Diagon Alley to prepare things the day before school started.

"Shut up and stop talking about Malfoy!"

It was Daphne Greengrass, and beside her was a little girl who looked like a freshman. At this time, she was timidly following Daphne, turning her head away, as if she didn't want to get close to Daphne.

"Oude?"

Bree said goodbye to Madam Malkin, and stopped when she reached Daphne.

"Are you talking about Draco?"

The girl next to Daphne looked up at Bree, blushed and quickly lowered her head, but Daphne hesitated a little nervously and said: "It's nothing, Ode."

Daphne pulled the little girl next to her and said, "Let's go buy a robe, As."

But the girl named As did not move. She said: "You are Mr. Ode, right? I heard Draco's mother mentioned you. You are Draco's chosen friend."

"I'm Astoria Greengrass."

Daphne frowned, snorted coldly, turned around to find Mrs. Malkin, and ignored her sister.

"Astoria?"

It turns out that she is the youngest daughter of the Greengrass family. Bree had learned about the pure-blood family before. It was what Tom told him. Only by understanding all the people who have power and prestige at the moment can he truly surpass them.

"Yes." Astoria nodded, smiled shyly, and hurriedly ran to her sister.

Bree walked out of Madam Malkin's robe store confused. Why was this Astoria so different from the other pure-blood families? It sounded weird.

"Woof woof woof!"

A burst of dog barking interrupted Bree's doubts, and she saw today's front page headlines hanging on the shelf next to the newsagency. On it, a haggard and thin Sirius Black was glaring at the passers-by in the newspaper, and

A big black dog covered in stains was barking at Bree, and he backed away cautiously.

Moving newspapers, and pastries that were trampled to pieces...

Bree shrugged apologetically at the dog. He didn't notice a piece of pastry on the ground. It seemed that a dog noticed it before his feet, but unfortunately his feet crushed the pastry first.

"Do you want to compensate you?"

Bree didn't have anything to do today. All the arrangements were discussed with Tom last night. Tom can also be fully responsible for the subsequent events. Under the master-servant contract like a house elf, Tom can't make anything that goes against Bree's obligations to Bree.

Harmful things.

Bree is confident in her alchemy skills.

"Woof woof woof!"

"Don't make any noise."

Brie, who had nothing to do, was a little leisurely. She quickly bought some cakes from a vendor in the distance and placed them next to the big black dog.

"Little guy, you do have some understanding of human nature."

Bree looked at the black dog enjoying its meal and said with admiration: "It's quite edible."

Brie bought another snack, handed it to the big black dog who was still satisfied, and then bought five more snacks for herself.

Let's go to the dessert shop.

Brie ate while walking, and soon arrived at the dessert shop. She ordered a piece of pudding for herself and started eating the snack. The big black dog beside her whined and scratched Brie's trouser legs with its black paws.

"Give him some too."

"Isn't that Oded?" At this time, a familiar voice came to Bree's ears, it was Ron, and soon -

"Brie!"

Hermione trotted to Bree's side and said happily: "That's great. I thought I wouldn't be able to meet you because I was late this year, but I didn't expect you were late too."

"Oh, Hermione, you may not have heard of it. In the Muggle world, he is now the great young master of the Oud family. His uncle came to see him, and he is also a wizard..."

"There are also fantasy games, and he even let my two brothers go to him for summer jobs."

Ron's eyes were full of envy, and he rambled on about all the recent news about Oude, which made Hermione's eyes widen. Harry on the side did know a little bit. He escaped from his aunt's house and recently

He lived in the Leaky Cauldron, so he heard about things in the wizarding world.

Because of this, his mood was a little depressed.

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Bree looked up at Harry, a little curious about Harry's attitude towards Blake, who was both his godfather and enemy. It was obvious that Potter was determined. When Sirius was mentioned, his eyes filled with tears.

of hatred.

"I will not let him go, just like I did to Voldemort!"

"Oh!" Harry's voice frightened the boss next to the dessert shop. He stared at Harry warily. He breathed a sigh of relief after recognizing him as the savior, but he did not approach Harry to ask if Harry was there.

No need for dessert.

"Can I have some more pudding, boss?"

Brie has finished eating the food in his bowl, but there are still two snacks left. This is not okay. By the way, he can't eat it by himself. He is not so stingy.

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"It tastes good." Hermione commented: "I think some magic potions are added to it to make people feel better after eating it."

"It's a joy potion, right?"

The boss on the side looked over at this time, put on a smile at Hermione and said: "That's right, it's a joy potion. It seems that there is a very smart little wizard in Hogwarts."

Facing the shop owner's praise, Hermione happily accepted it. By the way, she bought two more copies, planning to take them back to her parents to try. Today she came to Diagon Alley alone. She is already 13 years old.

Girls always grow earlier than boys, so even Harry is not as tall as Hermione at this time, and only Bree is half a head taller than Hermione.

"Go to my shop. I'll give you a school gift just in time, but I don't know if you can play such a competitive game."

Bree glanced at the pudding that was only eaten in one bite on the ground and frowned.

This dog was so timid that he hid when a few people came and wasted a portion of pudding.

When we came to the alchemy shop, there were still a lot of wizards here, most of them were young wizards who begged their parents to bring them here.

But when Brie walked into the store, George came over immediately and said with dissatisfaction: "Oh, our boss Brie, please help us. There are too many people. We can't bring the same thing every day."

Explain it again every time."

"George, you will be liberated tomorrow, so be happy and think about the gold galleons I will give you today."

George smiled.

"For the sake of gold galleons, I am willing to serve you."

George glanced at Ron, and then, just like his younger brother who had not been embarrassed and had never seen the world, he walked to the other side to play fantasy games with the little wizards.

"Wow!" Ron swallowed as he looked at the fantasy character floating in mid-air and the arena where the chuck spread out.

"It's like it's real. It's amazing. Wow, look, Harry, that's magic. It allows the little wizard to control the character duel, using magic!"

Ron grabbed Harry and ran towards the display chuck, but Harry had no time to react.

Bree took Hermione towards the sales direction. Ver was watching here, and he said with excitement: "Brie, Tom is going to open a store like this in Hogsmeade Village. I will go there to watch it when the time comes."

, let Tom manage it here."

Ver is very happy because he controls all the money, which is his long-cherished wish.

"Really? Hogsmeade is another place where wizards gather. It's much more chaotic than Diagon Alley. You should be more careful."

"Where's Tom?"

After a while, he was going to talk to Tom about where to build a house. He couldn't use the yard outside London. It was too small and did not meet the family's requirements.
To be continued...