"Only twenty-seven, Mr. Ollivander, take your money." Bailang immediately took out the gold galleons and gave the money to Ollivander. Then he turned his fingers.
This "magic wand" pulled out a stick flower, "This thing is very convenient!" However, Professor Sprout had already covered his face.
A four-foot-long solid oak stick, with a slightly thicker end and a hexagonal head made of brass that should be screwed into the top. It can be held by an adult quite comfortably. Of course, this thing will not hit a person on the head.
It can definitely break open the skull... On the slightly thinner part of the other end, there is a base that should be made of steel nailed into it. It is about an inch long and has staggered tooth patterns on the bottom, which is enough to break through the slippery surface.
Bite firmly on the ground.
This wand is not light. It is not the kind of wand that is more than a foot long and is as light as a chopstick. It is not that light. To wave such a wand requires a lot of wrist strength. Professor Sprout seemed to want to say something, but she saw
After Bai Lang easily used a few fingers to turn the stick that reached his chin into a stick flower, he gave up all words.
Bailang's strength seems to be very strong in this witch's eyes. Just the fact that the coins can be picked up by him with one hand and thrown on his back without going through the weight loss and shrinkage of the magic bag can prove it - this kid
His strength is not much worse than that of a werewolf or a giant, of course he is of about the same age and size.
After going to get his clothes, the professor sent Bai Lang home and said goodbye, "Don't forget, this is your ticket, platform nine and three-quarters, don't be late. Goodbye, Mr. Lang En." It seems.
The professor still called Bai Lang's name out of habit. After Bai Lang said goodbye to the professor, he was not very enthusiastic about other things - in his opinion, most of those books were typical wastes of space, and he always felt that they were more like manuscripts than manuscripts.
A modern large printed book. The paper material is also vegetable parchment rather than real sheepskin, but it feels quite comfortable to the touch after processing.
Quill pens are too old-fashioned in Bai Lang's opinion. He will definitely bring a fountain pen with him when the time comes. In fact, his other option is to use an imitation quill pen with a gold nib and an ink bag -
—You can buy this thing in department stores in London.
There are only two things that satisfy him the most - his wand and his uniform. The one in the front is very handy and can smash some people's heads with the Barton Technique. The one in the back almost has an automatic ironing function.
Bailang felt extremely relaxed - British gentlemen generally never iron their own shirts.
Bailang found a few large suitcases and stuffed a change of clothes, books and other things into them - at this time, he missed the suitcases in movies like Fantastic Beasts that could hold a zoo, but thinking about that thing
It's not super expensive... Besides, you still have time and you can take your time. He looked at the jade fish. The dead fish state showed that he really has to stay here for at least seven or eight years this time.
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Owl cages are troublesome, so Bailang asked Bailang to buy an eagle owl - one of the largest owl species. Of course, it also has its own name. Bailang, the lazy guy, simply named it after its scientific name, "Promise me to clothe it."
Bo, don't run around when I let you go. But you may have to stay in the cage in front of ordinary people." This cage is really too big, more than 1.4 meters high and almost one meter in diameter...
...
Owls should be very smart. Bailang thought twice. After feeding his own Bubo a lot of owl food and a dozen mice, he smashed the cage and said to Bubo, "Bubo, you are also an adult owl."
, Okay, young owl, you should be able to find your own way. How about I go to Hogwarts, and you just go to Hogwarts and wait for me? Don't betray my trust, Bubo." Then he
He released his own eagle owl.
His Eagle Owl flew away without looking back, but Bailang felt that if this bastard really left and never came back, he would only lose a dozen Galleons.
At ten o'clock in the morning on September 1st, outside King's Cross Station, Bailang pushed the luggage trolley and started looking for the broken platform. Along the way, he used his keen senses to discover some young wizards and their families - it has to be said that the wizards
In fact, it is quite careless. If you look carefully, there are many people in strange clothes. If you listen carefully, you can hear a lot of flaws in the words they talk to. But all this is not noticed by the ordinary people walking by them.
arrive......
At 10:30, Bailang almost wandered through the entire King's Cross station. With the help of his ticket, he entered the platform and started to look for the platform with numbers. Thanks to the memory of one of the best jokes in that messy movie.
Fortunately, Bailang quickly found the place, and then he found a bunch of little wizards and their parents waiting there.
They lined up, bumped into each other in twos and threes, and then disappeared. At the same time, the ordinary people walking around turned a blind eye. This further strengthened Bailang's possibility analysis of this situation during this period, "Maybe the wizard himself is
With the magic power of reducing the attention of ordinary people, ordinary strange behaviors will not be noticed by ordinary people, or in other words, if they notice it, they will naturally assume that it is reasonable or forget it... and those who are so impressed that
For things that are difficult to forget or are caused by magic props, wizards need to use the forgetting spell to deal with the aftermath."
He obediently came to the end of the line, as if there were little wizards like him who were not given as gifts, and Bailang was not conspicuous at least now - his wand was inserted in the suitcase, like a simple crowbar, who
He wouldn't think that it was a magic wand. And Bailang also thought that the reason why the wand looked like this was probably caused by some Ollivander who drank too much.
When it was Bailang's turn, he pushed the luggage cart directly up to it, and then he ran through a warm and dim short tunnel, and appeared at a station that looked like the British colonial empire in the early last century. A red steamer
The front of the car was right in front of him, with many little wizards and parents walking around, and some people in uniforms running around.
Bailang checked his big luggage and got into the carriage with only a suitcase containing clothes and uniforms. Maybe he arrived earlier - wizards seem to like to get on the train at the last moment? Anyway, Bailang found that the carriage was quite empty.
, he very casually chose a private room at the back, put his suitcase away, sat by the window and started to look out the window, of course playing with his own wand - a wand that could easily crack open a human skull.
Time slowly passed, and there were more and more people on the platform, but Bailang didn't pay special attention to the situation. He didn't know why no little wizard came into his box. Finally, a little wizard with a round face and a little chubby came in.
Wizard, Bailang looked at him, "Hey, hello, my name is Bailang. By the way, the term you are accustomed to is Lang. Bailang, a new student at Hogwarts. How about you?"
This guy still stuttered a little, "Neville Longbottom, hello. Can I sit here?" Bai Lang smiled, "No problem, one box can seat four people. Please sit down."