“Oh, kid.” Tom looked at the girl standing at the door of the bar looking out and couldn’t help but joked:

“Although I really don’t want to disturb your… well, let’s call it a girl’s love for you.”

“But Mr. Aaron seemed to have disappeared at the corner of the street a long time ago.”

He said, imitating the girl, standing on tiptoe to look outside the door, and pinched his voice and said,”Look, there is only an empty alley there now.”

At the same time, he added in his heart, damn, there are two stray dogs facing each other!

Hannah blushed at what Tom said, and snorted.

Then she ran to her room with bags of things in her arms.

“”Child, I seem to see some candy in your arms, give me some.”

Tom said loudly.

Hannah stopped, with a sly look in her eyes, and took out half a bag of Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans from her arms and put it on the counter.

This half bag was left over from shopping, and Aaron told her not to eat it.

She could probably guess something, but as to why Aaron knew it so accurately, the boy told her it was a secret.

Watching the girl flee back to the room, Tom, in a good mood, happily picked up the Bibi Multi-Flavor Beans on the counter.

“”Huh? Why is there only half a pack?”

But he didn’t care. He picked up a pill and put it in his mouth. The next moment, his face twisted. It tasted like booger!

He didn’t believe it and tried several more pills in succession. But when he ate the last one, he broke down. It tasted like booger, booger, soap, vomit, and earwax.…

“It must be Aaron who led her astray!” Tom said depressedly. Hannah was not like this before!

Outside London.

Castle.

Aaron made himself a cup of black coffee and began to count his purchases excitedly.

He opened his personal dashboard and looked at the item value column.

“”Wow!” he exclaimed. Before he went to Diagon Alley today, he only had more than a thousand creation points, but now it has risen to 6349 creation points.

It seems that he will be able to collect ten consecutive draws by tomorrow morning at the latest, or the afternoon at the earliest.

In the original book, JK Rowling said that the number of wizards in the whole UK is about 3,000, and the number of new students in Hogwarts every year is about 1,000.

However, after going deep into the wizarding world in the past two days, Aaron couldn’t help but complain.

What do you know about Harry Potter, Rowling? After walking around the whole Diagon Alley, there are at least more than 2,000 to 3,000 wizards.

This does not include those who have not come out of Hogsmeade.

In terms of the total number of wizards in the UK, plus the wizard diversion of the Hog’s Head and the Three Broomsticks. The wizard flow of the Leaky Cauldron alone is still too little for him.

That’s right, in the whole morning, he didn’t even reach 10,000 creation points.

“It seems that I have to work harder. The more creatures I create, the stronger I will be!”

Aaron muttered to himself. He wanted to improve his strength as soon as possible.

Meeting Professor Quirrell in Diagon Alley today gave him a sense of crisis.

Although Voldemort is just a face now and can’t make waves for the time being, this world is not a warm and daily plot.

A group of Death Eaters who follow the ideas of a great pure-blood wizard, and a group of brain-damaged wizards in the Ministry of Magic in Britain.

Especially the current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge, that idiot, actually believed in the Dementors guarding Azkaban.

The final result was a large-scale rebellion by a large number of Death Eaters and Dementors.

What’s more, the two Dementors that attacked Harry later were specially sent by Umbridge, an official of the Ministry of Magic.

They just wanted Harry to be expelled for casting spells outside the school.

If Harry was not the protagonist, Aaron believed that if it were someone else, they would have been fooled long ago.

There are people around Aaron was very panicked by such a group of people, although he had the Twin Patronus and was not afraid of Dementors.

But having such a group of stupid teammates around you would really screw you.

You know, students really die in Hogwarts.

Poor Myrtle was killed by the basilisk released from the Chamber of Secrets by Tom Riddle Jr. in 1943.

Until now, her soul and resentment are still wandering in the place where she died.

Aaron doesn’t trust anyone, he only believes in himself. Those who believe that Hogwarts can protect themselves are absolutely foolish.

Only when you are strong yourself can you be truly strong!

In fact, in Aaron’s view, Voldemort is at best a serial killer, how dare he call himself the Dark Lord?

Then I’ll show you what the real Dark Lord is.

His thinking is very clear, and he despises Voldemort from the bottom of his heart, but he cannot neglect any physical defense.

“Okay, I’ll stop writing my mental diary here today.”

Aaron looked up and swallowed the last sip of warm coffee, the bitter taste spreading in his mouth.

As for why he didn’t write it down, who would write down their thoughts in their notes?

With the harvest purchased and unloaded in Diagon Alley today, Aaron walked towards the laboratory on the second floor.

He transferred all the materials from his bag to the glass jars on his shelf.

This way, they can be easily taken at any time.

The door of Ollivander’s Wand Shop was leaning against the side.

“Which one should I start with?”

Aaron clenched his right fist and placed it under his chin, looking at the countless glass jars on the shelf in front of him, filled with all kinds of strange and bizarre materials.

Suddenly he remembered that the coffee he promised to give to Old Bee had not been made yet.

“Let’s make coffee first, it won’t take long anyway.”

Coffee making is a small craft for alchemists, it’s very simple.

Aaron ground the roasted coffee beans into powder, then picked up bottles of powdered substances of different colors and started adding them.

Flavoring powder, thickening powder, stabilizer, emulsifier, homemade coffee companion, industrial flavor…

Seeing that the original five kilograms of coffee powder had reached seven kilograms, Aaron stopped.

“” Isn’t this enough to control you?”

Aaron was very satisfied with the result. He smelled it and it was so fragrant that it hit his nose.

���Their physique should be better than that of Muggles, right?

With just a little bit of technology and hard work, it shouldn’t be enough to make them spit bubbles, right?

Inside Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Dumbledore, who was sitting at the table writing something with a quill, suddenly sneezed.

He rubbed his nose, stood up, and went to the window to look out.

“Why hasn’t the coffee come yet?”

Dumbledore muttered. In the old castle outside London.

In the laboratory, Aaron had put on a rubber suit that covered his whole body and a closed hood.

He came to the shelf and picked out a glass jar containing”strange materials” from it.

He took the jar to the laboratory table and turned on the incandescent lamp.

After preparing the beakers, test tubes, crucibles, etc., he picked up the glass jar and opened it.

Under the illumination of the incandescent lamp, a strip-shaped, arm-thick, bloodless gray-skinned unicorn tincture appeared in the glass jar.

Slowly shaking in the yellowing solution. ps: After reading it, give Zhang Hua, monthly tickets and evaluation tickets. If you have them, give them. If you don’t have them, it’s okay. This is very important to the young author.

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