For half an hour, neither Weston nor Harry moved a step forward.
The wizards were really too enthusiastic. No matter whether they were truly grateful or superficially grateful, no one would mind shaking hands with the legendary savior boy.
Weston was also very sinister and did not stop him. He just gloated at little Harry's panicked appearance. His pitiful eyes only made some witches even more excited, and some even started talking!
Perhaps because of his conscience, or perhaps because he had had enough fun, Weston finally stood up: "Ladies and gentlemen, Harry is here to certify wizard apprentices! He has returned to the big family of the wizarding world. From now on,
There’s still a lot of time, isn’t there?”
The wizards were still willing to give Weston some face! Therefore, even though the wizards were still a little reluctant to leave, they still queued up again.
"Mr. Delacour, Mr. Potter, come with me!" Luke said with a smile, leading the way.
"Don't we need to line up?" Harry asked timidly.
"No need, Mr. Potter!" Luke raised an eyebrow, "Believe me, they won't let you queue up!"
Harry didn't understand Luke's words at all, and looked at Weston involuntarily.
"Because I am the president here, it's that simple!" Weston said simply.
Harry nodded as if he suddenly understood, although he didn't know what president meant in his little mind.
Of course, Weston didn't have the leisure to explain it.
The result of the inspection was very smooth. With Weston, a big shot, all the procedures were completed in less than ten minutes. Weston also helped Harry register as a mercenary and simply
I explained to him the function of this.
Although little Harry was still a little unaware of the situation, he believed very much in the big boy in front of him who was leading him to "escape" from the Dursley family's "magic cave", so he didn't raise any objections.
Of course, it may also have something to do with his still confused state.
"Hold on to my arm, Harry!" Weston said simply, "We're going to the next place!"
When Harry heard the words, he immediately followed the instructions, his eyes full of expectation.
Weston smiled slightly and snapped his fingers.
"Snapped!"
With a crisp sound, the two of them had appeared in Diagon Alley.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Weston looked at Harry's pale face and asked.
"I'm fine!" Harry struggled to speak, swallowing hard, seemingly trying not to spit out.
"Just get used to it!" Weston reminded kindly, "The first time I experienced Apparition, I looked much more embarrassed than you!"
"What's the phantom?" Harry was obviously interested, "Is it the magic you just cast?"
"Yes, it's Apparition!" Weston said with a smile, "When you reach your senior year, you may be exposed to this magic. It's good for traveling!"
"How cool!" Harry's green eyes widened, his little face full of anticipation.
"Come on, let's go get something to eat first." Weston smiled slightly and led him towards Florin Dessert Shop.
After lunch, Weston started taking the baby shopping.
Gringotts, Madame Malkin's Cloak Shop, Flourish and Blotts...
After going around a lot, it was obvious that he had bought a lot in large and small packages. At Weston's suggestion, Harry spent nearly a hundred galleons on a nice suitcase and put all the things he bought in it.
.
This suitcase is similar to the one in Weston. It is all outdoor travel supplies. It also comes with a two-story villa and a small garden.
Even this is enough for little Harry. He said that this is the best house he has ever seen.
The most important thing is that this house belongs to him alone!
After buying a house, of course there is no shortage of furniture! Weston and Harry bought a lot of furniture and arranged it directly in the house. The textbooks were placed in the study and the medicine was placed in an empty room.
....
Walking out of the furniture store, Harry still looked happy and thanked Weston repeatedly.
Weston just nodded slightly and didn't mind.
"Let's go, we have two more stores to go to!" Weston said, and took Harry to the pet store...
Whether it was world consciousness or destiny, Harry fell in love with the snowy owl as soon as he entered the pet shop. He spent ten galleons to get it, bought a lot of expensive owl food, and named it
Hedwig.
Weston also bought him a pet, a cat with unicorn blood. After discussing it with Weston, Harry decided to call it Issa.
Although Weston suggested that he name the cat Umbridge, for some reason, Harry felt a little disgusted when he heard the name. In the end, he felt that Issa sounded better.
After buying the pet, there is only one last and most important thing left - the wand!
It was still the same dilapidated store and the same dilapidated display window. Weston even felt that the Latin sign hanging on the door had faded again. He didn't know what Ollivander was thinking, but he just didn't know how to decorate it.
.
Maybe, this is reflecting the weight of history? Weston guessed maliciously.
"I should have expected it. Thinking about it, you should have come here too, Mr. Potter!" Ollivander was not as enthusiastic as the other wizards when he saw Harry walking in.
, but said something like this.
In the eyes of others, this may be a mysterious master's style, but in Weston's view, it is just a nagging chuunibyou, which is similar to Dumbledore's madness and needs to be cured!
"I think you need your wand, right?" Ollivander asked.
Nonsense, if you want to buy a toilet plug, are you selling it?! Weston quietly rolled his eyes.
Little Harry was obviously calmed by Ollivander, and nodded nervously.
"Very good, come on!" Ollivander took out his tape measure, which was almost swollen, and while measuring various distances, he said what he had said countless times: "Every Ollivander tape measure
Vander's wands are all unique...remember, it is the wand that chooses the wizard!"
Regarding the wand choosing the wizard, Weston still believes in it. Grigovitch also said similar things, and the connection between his wand and himself also shows that the wizard's wand is not randomly chosen!
What followed was various experiments, and finally, Harry got the wand that was destined to be his—a holly wand with twin phoenix cores.
"Wonderful, so wonderful!" Ollivander shouted.
Weston also felt that it was strange, not the magic wand, but the strange thing was that even with such a loud noise, Ollivander's magic weapon temperament was not less at all, but more!