Chapter 196 Shopping in Diagon Alley (Modified)

What made Percy even more embarrassing was that Bill told him that the door was opened by the person he spoke to this morning—Alan.

Percy had to murmur to thank Allen, and Allen pretended not to see Percy's discomfort, and nodded with a smile. Under Arthur's disapproving gaze, Percy blushed and thanked loudly again.

On the last night before leaving Egypt, we went to the Nile Wizard Night Market, where there are a wide variety of magical items, and the most popular among wizard tourists are all kinds of magic amulets.

During the visit to the pyramid, the various strange-shaped amulets hanging on the mummy's heart were impressive.

And Ron, when he saw a purple scarab amulet, almost yelled directly in the downtown.

Ron didn't even dare to stop in front of this amulet, and walked directly to another stall, becoming interested in something like a small glass top.

"This is a pocket looking glass. If there are suspicious people around, it will light up and rotate." The street vendor wrapped in a white turban introduced enthusiastically.

"But it's spinning and shining all the time." Ron pointed out the problem bluntly.

"Well—oh—look, there are people coming and going here, maybe there are some unreliable and untrustworthy people around." The vendor rolled his eyes and gave an explanation.

After some bargaining, Ron got the pocket looking glass at the price of five silver Sickles. When the satisfied Ron installed the speculum, he found that Alan was still standing in front of the stall, talking with the vendor.

Ron's curiosity overcame his fear of the scarab amulet, and he stepped forward again. Allen has already picked up a lot of talismans, with scarab patterns, cats, monkeys, and even pigs, and so on.

"Alan, why did you buy so many amulets? How much does it cost..." Ron was really envious of Alan's pocket money.

"These amulets have different functions, and some of them are very beautiful. They are very suitable as gifts for relatives and friends." Alan picked a lot of amulets from the enthusiastic recommendations of the vendors. When a big customer came, the vendor in front of him I couldn't stop laughing from ear to ear.

In the night market, they also tasted the specialties of Egypt.

During this period, the sight glass that Ron bought kept lighting up, "It must be broken, Ron!" Percy suggested that Ron go back and change it.

"It's useless to go back, the stall owner won't admit it. There are a lot of fake and shoddy goods here that are specially sold to wizard tourists, and they are very unreliable." Bill ate the mallow soup with big mouthfuls.

The mallow soup was cooked, thick green and sticky, delicious, and Bill liked it very much.

"The looking glass isn't broken." Ron said firmly to Allen. "Bill he didn't realize that Fred and George put beetles in his soup."

However, Allen had a different opinion. He glanced calmly at the mouse Scabbers lying on Ron's shoulder.

The looking glass wasn't broken, but the reason it kept shining and spinning was largely due to the discovery of this Animagus.

Allen is not confident now that he will take action against it in Egypt and guarantee that the other party will escape or hurt someone: "And when doing good things, it is best to plan some benefits for yourself. When you return to England, make some preparations and arrangements talk later."

Back in the UK, Ellen turned down the Weasleys' invitation to live at the Burrow temporarily. He couldn't wait to see his family.

Although the rest of the holiday is only a short week, we all cherish every minute and every second we spend together. Mother Morgan Le Fay pulled out all the stops to keep her young son happy when he returned.

And Owen and Lun are obviously more interested in the magic in Egypt.

Daisy and Emily picked among the pile of talismans brought back by Allen. Daisy handed a bear-shaped talisman to her sister, "Sweet Bear, take this with you."

Emily happily took it and put it around her neck, "Are there bears in Egypt?"

after,

After receiving the book list from Hogwarts, Allen refused his family's offer to accompany him, and went to Diagon Alley by himself to buy the items he needed.

At Gringotts, Alan traded gold bullion for piles of Galleons, Sickles of Silver, and Knuts of Copper.

After refilling his purse, he headed to the Quidditch boutique with great interest. Allen knew that now, the most advanced broom in the world - the Firebolt, was placed in this boutique.

From a distance, Allen saw a large group of people surrounding the store entrance.

Allen slipped in sideways, pushing past the excited men and women of wizards, and managed to spot a freshly erected table with the most imposing broom he had ever seen in his life.

"Just came out... samples..." a square-jawed wizard told his companion.

"It's the fastest broom in the world. Is it, Daddy?" a boy younger than Allen asked sharply, shaking his father's arm.

"Ireland International Club has just placed an order for seven of these boutiques!" the shop owner told everyone, "They are very popular in this World Cup!"

Alan concentrated and carefully read the sign next to the broom:

Firebolt

This latest high-speed broomstick features a streamlined design, a high-quality ash wood handle, diamond-polished, and a hand-engraved registration number. Each carefully selected birch branch at the end of the broom has been milled into a streamlined shape, giving the broom unrivaled balance and exquisite accuracy. The Firebolt can accelerate from rest to 150 miles per hour in ten seconds and perform magic braking. Price negotiable.

Allen walked into the store without hesitation, and ordered a Firebolt under the incredulous eyes of the clerk.

After Alan filled in the delivery address, the clerk reassured with a smile on his face that as soon as the Firebolt arrived at the store, it would be carefully and properly packaged and mailed to Alan.

"Alan!" Just after leaving the door of the Quidditch boutique, a familiar voice came from behind - it was Harry Potter.

"Allen, are you also here to see the Firebolt?" Harry asked.

Allen nodded, "After I came back, every time I met Albert, he would talk about it. You know this broom made him miss the time when he played Quidditch at Hogwarts..."

"This broom is amazingly attractive, and many people gather around to look at it every day." Harry looked in the direction of the Firebolt booth with fiery eyes.

"Obviously you are one of them." Allen laughed.

"Yeah, the Firebolt, the fastest broom in the world! But it's too expensive, my uncle couldn't have bought it for me..." Harry had never wanted something so much in his life, but as long as The thought of asking Uncle Vernon for money, especially with so much money, put Harry off the idea of ​​buying a Firebolt.

Hearing the words, Allen was a little dissatisfied with Dumbledore's actions in this matter. He felt that he could make Harry's life more normal, but he didn't do so. In the end, he said that he was forced to know that he would be abused. Reason why you still have to: "As far as I know, your grandpa, Fremont Potter, invented a detangler after graduation. Well... the kind Hermione used occasionally when she dressed up for the festival. This bestseller reportedly quadrupled the fortune of your Potter family at the time, and upon retirement he sold the business at a huge profit. Your Potter family also has a private vault at Gringotts, Harry You should be quite rich, and I would like to buy a broom—even the most expensive broom is not a problem now?"

Harry still remembers the piles of gold coins, silver bars and mountains of bronze Nat in his home vault, "Well, but Dumbledore doesn't think I should spend money randomly, and he and Hagrid think my aunt and uncle are right. They must know nothing about it, or they'd have it all for themselves in a blink of an eye. Ellen, you know, they used to complain that it would cost a lot of money to adopt me..."

Alan saw that he had drawn out the topic, so he said what he really wanted to say, "Well, no matter what the reason is, your aunt still adopted you at the risk of being discovered and retaliated by the mysterious force. Spending money is right, Harry, but why didn't Dumbledore let Hagrid take some of it and convert it into Muggle money as an adoption fee for the Dursleys? It's ok if he doesn't want other wizards to touch your house Let you take it back yourself, I believe that as long as you have a fixed income, your life in their house will not be so miserable at least... Don't believe the nonsense that they know you have money and take it for themselves Harry, you are not a first-year student anymore, Those Muggles who can enter Gringotts or dare to enter Gringotts will be ghosts..."

Harry couldn't speak, he found that he had never thought about these things, "Dumbledore probably doesn't have time to think about me, he's busy enough...I don't want to bother him with this kind of thing..."

"Okay, Harry, I still haven't bought a lot of things that I need to start school, together?" Alan didn't continue to delve into this topic with Harry, but he still couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Dumbledore actually has almost no time to pay attention to other things besides thinking about you...Father said that some graduates of the last school year can't even disarm you...Dumbledore is not in a hurry... "

Next, Harry accompanied Allen to the pharmacy to buy the ingredients needed for potions.

Alan's favorite bookstore isn't quite the same as it used to be.

The store usually displayed bronzing magic books as thick as paving slabs, but now behind the glass was a large iron cage in which about a hundred "Monster Books of Monsters" were kept.

The books were all tangled together, fighting each other furiously, as if in a violent wrestling match, with shredded paper flying everywhere.

"Why did the boss enter this kind of book?" Harry asked strangely.

"Because it's included in the Protection of Fantastic Beasts class," Alan replied.