Magic Journey from Hogwarts

Fantastic Beasts Store.

There are dense cages hanging on the walls of this store, and there are various animals in them.

Rats, owls, cats, salamanders, turtles, toads, poisonous snails, rabbits, ravens, you name it.

But powerful magical creatures, such as dragons, anhingas, phoenixes, and thunderbirds, are not available in this store, and even if they are, they dare not sell them. The magic part can be seized in minutes.

As soon as the four of them entered the store, the witch behind the counter focused on Abe and swallowed involuntarily.

She has seen eight hundred cats if not one thousand, but she has never seen this one.

"Are you here to examine the animals?"

"Yes." Ron said immediately, and put Banban on the counter.

A look of disappointment flashed in the witch's eyes, but her professionalism still made her put on a pair of black glasses and examine it carefully.

"How old is your mouse?"

"I don't know, it was given to me by my brother."

The witch picked up Scabbers, looked at its broken left ear and the missing toes on its front paw, and couldn't help but smacked its lips, "I suggest you get another mouse, we have healthy and healthy ones here."

Ron looked at a large group of lively black mice in the cage, and turned his face away in disgust. He didn't think that these second-rate products who only knew how to show off could compare with his Bambi.

"Okay!" The witch took out a small red bottle from under the counter, "You may need this kind of mouse strength potion."

"how much is it?"

Just as the witch was about to speak, an orange shadow jumped over Ron's head, grinning fiercely at Scabbers in the witch's hand.

"No, Crookshanks." The witch shouted hastily, but the orange figure didn't give her face.

Sensing a fatal crisis, Banban immediately jumped out of her hands, and fled frantically through the door.

Seeing this, Ron and Harry chased them out one after another.

"Is this a cat?" Aaron looked at Crookshanks who was jumping on the counter. "You should keep an eye on it. There are so many mice that you don't want to catch, but they just focus on the guests' pets."

"Sir, Crookshanks is usually very well-behaved." The witch said shyly.

"It's so beautiful." Hermione looked at Crookshanks, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

"Pretty?" A series of question marks floated in Aaron's mind, "Hermione, are you sure you read it right, I wouldn't believe it except for its persimmon face, which was photographed by Brick."

"But I just think it's beautiful." Hermione didn't care, then looked at the witch, "I bought it, how much is it?"

"Five Galleons."

Hermione was about to take out her wallet when Aaron stopped her.

"Five Galleons are too expensive, please get cheaper."

"It's already very cheap." The witch said angrily, "If you don't believe me, you can go to other shops and ask, cats are at this price."

"It scared my friend just now, it can be seen that the cat is not very obedient."

The witch struggled for a moment, "Is it okay to have four Galleons?"

"With all due respect, the appearance of this cat is too unique. It should not be sold in the store at ordinary times, right?"

The corners of the witch's eyes twitched slightly, and then she showed a forced smile, "Three Galleons, nine Sickles."

"I hate to say it, but the cat seems a little older, don't you think?"

"Three Galleons, no less."

Just as Aaron was about to speak, the witch stepped forward and said, "I'm just opening the door for business. It's not easy to make some money."

"Ah! Well, the rat-boosting potion?"

"Two Sickles, the same price."

"Actually, the cat's hair..."

"Give it to you, sir." The witch immediately stuffed the red vial into Aaron's hand, then looked at Hermione who was stunned aside, "Can this lady pay for it?"

"Oh." Hermione came to her senses, and put the three Galleons on the counter, happily hugging Crookshanks in her arms.

"Just to remind you, you are going to buy an owl." Aaron said speechlessly.

"I won't buy an owl, this cat is enough." Hermione said, she couldn't keep two pets.

"Anything." Aaron shrugged and was about to leave the Fantastic Beasts Store.

"Wait, sir." The witch chased her out immediately, "I would like to ask, can you leave a photo of your pet, and I can pay you ten Galleons for promotion."

"Hehe!" Aaron resolutely refused. He didn't want everyone to know that he raised a dragon.

Not long after the two walked out of the Fantastic Beasts store, they ran into Harry and Ron.

The shivering Banban hid in Ron's pocket in a hurry when he saw the cat.

"You bought the monster?" said Ron, his eyes widening. "It almost took my scalp off just now, and what about Scabbers?

It's a mouse, why don't you buy it, why don't you buy a cat? "

"Don't worry, Crookshanks is in my dormitory, and Banban is in your dormitory. As long as we don't meet, we'll be fine."

"Is this a question of whether to meet or not?" Ron said angrily, "Look at Abe, how come it..."

Halfway through the speech, Ron's voice stopped abruptly.

I almost forgot, Abe is a dragon, catching mice is wronging him.

"That...don't get me wrong.

My Abbe doesn't like your mouse either, from the first time I saw it, but I put it down. "Aaron said lightly, and Abe let out a low growl in cooperation.

Ron subconsciously covered his pocket, because he found his mouse shaking violently.

"Don't scare it, Banban's condition is not good."

Aaron shrugged, then patted Abe's tap on the head, and it quieted down.

"By the way, you forgot about this thing." Aaron handed the rat strengthening potion to Ron, "It might be useful for your rats."

"how much is this?"

"The witch gave it." Hermione said a little excitedly, "You were not here just now, Aaron abruptly cut the price of Crookshanks by 40.00%, and asked the witch to present a bottle of rat strength potion."

"It could have been lower." Aaron felt a little regretful. He was confident that he could cut five Galleons down to less than two Galleons, but that witch was too witty, so he couldn't continue bargaining.

Arriving at the Leaky Cauldron, Arthur Weasley was sitting at the bar reading a copy of the Daily Prophet.

He saw a smile on Harry's face, "Harry, are you back?"

"Mr. Weasley." Aaron stretched out his right hand, "Nice to meet you."

"me too."

Harry looked at the newspaper in Arthur's hand, "Hasn't Sirius caught it yet?"

"No, the ministry has mobilized most of its forces, but so far there has been no progress."

"How much bonus is there for catching him?" Ron asked with interest, "Is it enough for us to travel again?"

"Don't say it once, ten times is enough." Arthur also thought of the joy of traveling in Egypt, but his face sank as soon as he finished speaking, "Ron Weasley, I warn you, put your Put away the unrealistic ideas, there's no way Black could be caught by a 13-year-old wizard."

"We have Aaron." Ron said immediately.

Aaron took a step back silently, he didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing!

Sirius Black is not an ordinary wanted criminal. He can still laugh out loud after killing thirteen people. Be determined.

The combination of the two is pure madness, and Aaron has always kept his distance from such people.

Seeing Aaron took a step back, Ron said nothing, and instead put a newspaper on the table.

"There's something for you to see."

The three leaned over and looked at a black-and-white photo in the newspaper. The Weasley family was talking and laughing in local clothes in front of several pyramids.

"Egypt is a magical place with many ancient things.

Mummies, ancient tombs. "

"It's really enviable." Hermione said, "The history of wizards in ancient Egypt is worth exploring."

"Aaron, where did you go during your summer vacation?" Ron asked, "Did you also travel?"

"Ah... this has to be kept secret." Aaron said with a chuckle.

Is he traveling?That was risky, risking your life.

At this time, Mrs. Weasley came in carrying Fred, George, Percy and Ginny with big bags and small bags.

Seeing Aaron and the others, several people greeted him warmly. Mrs. Weasley even asked Harry several questions, for fear that he might leave something behind when he got on the train tomorrow.

It's just that the way Percy greeted them made them feel a little flattered, with a solemn handshake and a very polite tone, as if it had been deliberately rehearsed.

However, his two twin brothers, George and Fred, imitated the way he greeted each other, but added seven points of humor and three points of humor to the imitation, which made his face not very good-looking.

Percy was elected as the head of the Boys' Union, and the silver badge was pinned to his chest, and it was wiped clean.

"The second head of the Boys' Student Union in the family." Mrs. Weasley looked at Percy proudly, and then cast dissatisfied eyes on George and Fred, "Why didn't you two be elected as prefects?"

"Why do we want to be prefects?" Fred said speechlessly.

"That would take a lot of the fun out of life," George added.

"You should set a good example for your sister."

"Ginny has other brothers to set an example for him." Percy said proudly, "I'll go upstairs and change first, and I'll come down for dinner later."

Seeing him leave, both George and Fred relaxed a little.

"Aaron, what do you think of prefects?" George asked.

"Er... Naylor is a responsible prefect, at least the Slytherins are quite convinced of him."

"I'm not asking you that." Fred laughed. "Do you want to be a prefect?"

"I don't want to." Aaron shook his head resolutely. "Being a prefect is too tiring, and he doesn't pay much salary. Compared with his own affairs, the prefect's obligations are simply a burden."

The two looked at each other and gave Aaron approving glances in unison.

"That's great."

"The next time my mother complains, we'll use that as an excuse."

Aaron:  …