You say he’s a European, he’s pretty bad, but you say he’s bad, and he’s been gay for ten times in a row...
He is non-Chief, but not completely non-Chief. This is Tom's current status.
He stopped drawing cards nonchalantly. He had already drawn nearly a hundred rounds, and one-third of his savings had been emptied. As a result, two Professor Trelawney came out...
He was a little afraid to continue. Today was obviously not a good day to draw cards! So he stopped.
Until Professor McGonagall came to see him the next day, he never touched the prayer again.
"Professor Dumbledore allows you to study at Hogwarts." Professor McGonagall showed a smile, "Congratulations." She said as she took out a leather purse from her pocket and handed it to Tom, "
This is a fund set up by Hogwarts for students who need subsidies. Although it is not much, it is enough if you save a little. In the past two years, the Ministry of Magic and the School Board have been reducing the school's expenses..."
Professor McGonagall suddenly interrupted her words because she saw that Tom had eagerly opened the money bag and counted the number of gold galleons in the money bag, which made her feel a little bored: such a greedy and uneducated guy
, it was her first time seeing him.
What if you wait until I leave before counting the money?
Tom's image in Professor McGonagall's mind inevitably slides into greed and ungratefulness.
But the next moment, she was stunned because she heard the child actually say: "Professor McGonagall, I owe this money to Hogwarts. It totals twenty galleons. I will find a way to pay it back."
Professor McGonagall was silent.
After a while, she said: "Okay."
Then she seemed to suddenly remember something, lowered her head and said to Tom gently: "I suddenly remembered that the magic book I had in school has not been thrown away. If you don't mind that there are some notes I remembered in it..."
"Thank you, Professor." Tom bowed to Professor McGonagall seriously.
Dislike the notes above? What a joke! That's the most valuable part of the book! Didn't you see, Harry just got Professor Snape's sixth-grade textbook, just like the protagonist of the novel who picked up Goldfinger, cheating all the way, and even
Even Hermione can't match it. How can Professor McGonagall's books, which are on the same level as Professor Snape, be any worse?
Both of them showed happy smiles from the bottom of their hearts.
In addition to the money bag, Professor McGonagall also handed him a letter, which contained a train ticket to Hogwarts and necessary items for the start of school.
"Okay, I'm going to take you to Diagon Alley today." Professor McGonagall stretched out a thin hand, "hold my hand."
Tom did as he was told. He held his hand tightly on Professor McGonagall's forearm, and then there was a loud bang. Tom felt that everything around him seemed to darken, and there was a burst of pressure from all directions, making him feel breathless, like
It's like the whole person was stuffed into a rubber tube——
Finally, he "squirted" out of the tube, and some filthy air rushed into his lungs. After wiping away the uncontrollable tears from his eyes, Tom found himself standing in a dirty and small bar.
.The bar was dark and dirty. A few old ladies were sitting in the corner drinking sherry. A little man wearing a top hat was chatting with the bar owner who had almost all his hair taken off and looked like a shriveled walnut. As soon as they entered,
The chattering suddenly stopped, but after they glanced at the people who came in, they started chatting and drinking again.
Professor McGonagall led him across the bar to a small patio surrounded by walls. There was nothing here except a trash can and some weeds. Professor McGonagall clicked on the wall tiles above the trash can.
"Remember, count three pieces upward and two pieces horizontally." Professor McGonagall took out her wand and tapped it three times on the wall. The wall began to shake, and soon a wide arch was formed.
The road leads to a winding cobbled street with no end in sight.
"Welcome to Diagon Alley." Professor McGonagall and Tom walked into this bustling street together, and the archway behind them disappeared little by little.
The system's voice sounded in Tom's mind: [Accept the mission.
Mission: Wandering around the world. Goal: Exploring the magical world
Phase 1 progress: 1/1 Diagon Alley map unlocked
Mission introduction: There are countless places in the magical world waiting for you to explore. Always keep your curiosity strong, traveler! Phase 2 0/2
Phase 1 mission reward: Occlumency (five stars)]
Tom showed a smile and learned the scroll of Occlumency - of course, it is also level 0 and 0 experience. Occlumency is like anti-virus software on your computer, although installing it will not protect you from hackers' attacks.
, but without it, you always feel like you are running naked.
Next to them was a grocery store selling copper cauldrons. Professor McGonagall walked in vigorously, bought a cauldron for Tom, and then walked towards Madam Malkin's robe shop. They decided to buy uniforms first.
The owner of the robe shop, Mrs. Malkin, was a short, fat witch with a big smile. She warmly welcomed Tom in, and then prepared a Hogwarts student suit for him.
She also tried to recommend some other additional sets to Tom, but Tom touched his deflated wallet and refused decisively. Mrs. Malkin could only send him away with a look of regret, still sighing in her heart: This is really a useful gift.
A young man with strong willpower, you must know that there are not many children in the magic world who can hold their own in front of her preferential meal plan.
Next, they went to buy parchment, quills, and of course ink and other items needed for school. Although Professor McGonagall helped him solve the problem of the Transfiguration textbook, after this shopping trip, Tom Qian
There were still very few gold galleons left in the bag, and if Tom wanted to buy a brand new textbook, he would not have enough money.
"Let's go and buy a wand first. It's best for new students to have a wand that suits them."
Professor McGonagall believed that a brand-new wand was more meaningful than a brand-new book. So they came to a small and shabby store. The gold-lettered sign on the door had peeled off, and it read "Oli"
Fan De: Started making staffs before 382 BC] However, few people would believe this kind of propaganda. 382 BC was still the era of Wu Qi’s reform!
There was nothing in the shop window except a single wand sitting on a faded purple cushion.
In addition to a bench inside the store, there are thousands of long and narrow cardboard boxes, densely stacked, almost as high as the ceiling.