time at hogwarts

Magos smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Mr. Parker, please stop joking. That in the newspaper is completely fabricated. What happened at the time was not that exaggerated."

"Even though the newspaper exaggerates a lot, it is not something that ordinary little wizards can do. Don't be modest. By the way, let me introduce to you. That is my grandson, Patrick Parker. This year's new student at Hogwarts." He said and pointed at the boy who was crawling by the window of the Quidditch boutique. He seemed to be another Quidditch fan.

"Prat, come here." Parker called to his grandson.Patrick glanced at his grandfather and walked over reluctantly, still looking at the broomstick in the window reluctantly.

Magos looked at the absent-minded child in front of him and smiled and said to him: "How about the Nimbus 1500 of the Nimbus series? Isn't it very tempting... But I heard that Nimbus Company will launch a new model next year, Nimbus 2000, which is said to be the fastest broomstick."

After hearing what Magos said, Patrick's eyes suddenly lit up and he asked hurriedly: "Oh! Is it true that a new model of light wheel broomstick will be released next year?"

"Yes, it's absolutely true. Seeing as you like broomsticks so much, you must be very interested in Quidditch."

"Of course, the Fratsa Eagles are the best Quidditch team in the world. My dad, my grandpa and I are all his fans." When talking about Quidditch, little Parker's eyes lit up.

"Then you must work hard and try to get into the Hogwarts house team."

"That's too difficult." Patrick said frustratedly: "I haven't been able to master the horizontal and horizontal movements well, let alone those cool moves. I may not be able to make the team."

"It's not possible. As long as you work hard, you may succeed. Don't pursue those good-looking moves. Laying a solid foundation is the most important thing." McGos cheered.

"Well, I will definitely work hard. Even if I can't make it to the hospital team, I won't give up." He looked at Magos with envy. "I think you will definitely make it to the hospital team. I often hear my grandpa talking about you. He said that you are an incredible genius and that you have done things that even adult wizards cannot do."

"That might really disappoint you." McGoss shrugged. "What happened that time was a fluke. If I hadn't been lucky enough to meet a good wizard, I might have been captured by those two wizards. And to be honest, I haven't tried to ride a broomstick yet, and I haven't started yet. Learn to fly, because my family are all Muggles, so even if I learn it, the Ministry of Magic will not allow underage wizards to fly alone without the company of an adult wizard."

"Oh... what a pity. It's so abominable that the Ministry of Magic does not allow underage wizards to use broomsticks." Patrick waved his fist fiercely in sympathy. "And it's incomprehensible that Hogwarts doesn't allow first years to carry broomsticks."

"Maybe he was doing it for our safety, who knows."

"Maybe, but it's still hard for me to accept. Although my broom only sweeps the series..." Magos didn't hear the murmur behind him clearly.

"Ah, okay, Pat, don't bother Mr. Will anymore. We still have a lot of things to buy. Buy them quickly, otherwise we will have to send them by owl when there is something missing. It will be really troublesome." Old Parker interrupted at the right time. to his grandson's complaints.

"Then you go about your business and I won't disturb you anymore. Goodbye, Mr. Parker, and Pat."

"Goodbye, Mr. Will." Old Parker.

"Goodbye, McGoss." Little Pat.

Magos then continued to aimlessly search for targets in Diagon Alley, but probably because school was about to start, he didn't meet a single Hogwarts professor in Diagon Alley and the Leaky Cauldron.When he was about to leave Diagon Alley, he suddenly saw a photo posted on a previously closed shop.

On the photo was a frowning little old man who was sighing. Magos approached curiously and clicked it with his hand. The little old man slowly raised his head and said to Magos with dull eyes, "Due to improper management." , now the store has been resold at a loss, if you are interested, please come in and discuss in detail." After saying that, he lowered his head and continued to frown.

Magos was stunned when he suddenly heard such down-to-earth words. To be honest, Magos really doubted whether the person in the photo had seen him just now. He always felt that the focus of his eyes was not on him.Since he entered the world of magic, he has never been short of money, nor has he met a poor wizard, so he subconsciously regards wizards as otherworldly people. This sudden advertisement suddenly made him go away from his fantasy. come out.At the same time, it also made him very curious about this store. When he was hesitating to go in and take a look, a well-dressed middle-aged wizard in a suit and leather shoes walked out of the store in a hurry. His face was gloomy and he was still cursing.He originally wanted to go up and ask about the situation, but when he saw this scene, he hurriedly stepped aside. It seemed that this wizard was the kind of person who was hard to talk to.Magos had no choice but to prick up his ears and try to listen to what he was saying to himself. Because he walked very fast and spoke urgently, he only heard a few words.

 ? ?Ruined glory, are you kidding me, you want Muggles? ? , really disgraced the pure-blood wizard,? ?Doomed to decline, I wanted to see it? ?I bought this store and let's see how you sell it.I didn’t hear the rest.

These few words that had no beginning or end made Magos frown. He couldn't understand it at all. It seemed that the owner of this store had some strange requirements for selling this store. Thinking of this, he slowly opened the door of the store and left. Go in.

Maybe it was because it hadn't been cleaned for a long time. As soon as he opened the door, a musty smell hit his face, which made Magos couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose. This shop, which he didn't know what it sold before, actually didn't even have a window inside. No, except for the light at the door, the rest of the place was dark. He could vaguely see a figure sitting inside.If it weren't for the fact that it was daytime, McGoss would have thought that this place would be a filming location for a ghost movie...

"Excuse me, is there anyone there?" Magos called out to the blurry figure inside.

"I'm sitting here, didn't you see? You're an rude little guy." A low and hoarse voice came from the figure.

"I'm sorry, I can't see clearly. Can I highlight it here?"

"Whatever..." came a weak voice.

"Fluorescent flash!" A bright light emitted from the wand in Magos's hand, and the brightness became higher and higher, finally forming a transparent ball of light with a diameter of 200 centimeters.Due to the magic power, the brightness is limited, but fortunately, the people sitting inside can be seen clearly.

The person sitting on the seat was a middle-aged man with a haggard face, not the little old man in the photo posted outside.

"Hello, are you the owner of this shop?" Magos asked with some uncertainty.

"It's me, are you here to buy a shop too?" The middle-aged man first glanced at the wand in his hand and then asked suspiciously.

"Um, yes, I saw the old gentleman in the photo outside said it was for sale."

"That's my father. He bought this store when he was young, but he's gone now."

"Sorry," Magos whispered.

"You actually apologized to me? Didn't you encounter anything when you came in?" The middle-aged man looked at Magos' confused look and continued, "Forget it, it's best if I don't meet you. As for my father, that's just... He asked for it. He believed that pure-blood wizards were superior to others and tied his family to the side of the mysterious man on his own initiative. You know the result. Okay, let's not talk about those old things, although I doubt whether you are capable. Buy this shop. But I'm too lazy to say anything. The location of my shop is pretty good, but not only do I need Galleons to buy it, I also need my other half to pay with Muggle money. The ratio is one to six, if you agree We will go through the formalities directly, and if that doesn’t work, please leave.”

"One to six?" Magos, who was originally very curious about the middle-aged man's identity, looked at him in confusion after hearing the ratio he mentioned.

"Yes, one to six. It seems that you have exchanged it before. Some time ago it was one to five. Now this ratio has just come out recently. It seems that someone is exchanging a large amount of pounds for galleons. The ratio has gone up. And I Seeing as this ratio will increase in the near future, if I wasn’t eager to get Muggle money, I would never sell the store now.”

'Somebody exchanged a lot of pounds for galleons?It's probably not me. Although I have changed some, it will never shake the financial system.Who is it? If you continue like this, the exchange rate may be even higher in the future. '

"Hey, little guy, do you want to buy it?" the middle-aged man said impatiently, looking at Magos in a daze.

"Buy, buy, buy, I was just about to ask you how many Galleons this costs." McGoss returned hurriedly.If someone really maliciously attacks the gold galleons market, they will definitely take advantage this time.

"I want this for a total of 5500 Galleons. You only need to give me 2000 Galleons and then give me [-] Muggle dollars. This price is already very cheap. If you are still not satisfied, there is no need to say anything. "

Magos didn't understand the market either. He could only feel that this middle-aged man seemed to be in a hurry for money and didn't seem to have any intention of cheating him, so he agreed without hesitation.However, even though he said he wanted to buy the shop, because he was still too young to make middle-aged people feel at ease, Magos also knew this and took out 200 Galleons directly from his wallet as a deposit.After seeing the money, the middle-aged man was sure that Magos was not here to play a prank on him. He told him that his name was Jessamine Weplington and took out the land deed.The two left the shop and prepared to go to Gringotts.But there was an episode when I was closing the store.The photo of the little old man on the door no longer looked like he had a sad face at first. Instead, he looked at his son and Magos with ferocious eyes and screamed, "You actually sold my shop to a Muggle. He is a Mudblood, how dare you..."

"Pop." Jessamin Weplington turned over the photo. "I'm sorry, that's why I'm curious as to why you apologized to me before."

"Forehead……"