Hogwarts: I inherited my legacy

The shopkeeper, who was clearly wearing clown makeup, but whose face showed "I'm very unhappy" to the naked eye, thrust a large package into George's hand.

"Maekei 2 galleons, 8 siko, 3 knuts."

The shop owner said expressionlessly, with a cold and emotionless voice that was incompatible with the atmosphere of the shop.

"Hey, Zuko, Captain Zuko, we are old friends too, right?"

"Forget it for 3 Nats, okay?"

Mr. Joko, who had clown makeup on his face, shook his head resolutely and coldly, while pretending to grab the package.

I'm sure I won't sell it if you negotiate the price again.

Seeing this, Sirius was stunned for a moment.

The old Joko was not like this before. He was a very passionate old guy.

I love his career very much and cherish this joke shop passed down from my ancestors.

Why is the new Mr. Joko in this state?

Seemingly seeing Sirius's expression,

Harry explained to him quietly.

"Mr. Zuko actually just graduated from Hogwarts two years ago. George Fred used to buy goods from him, so he is very familiar with him.

His ideal is to get a seal from the Ministry of Magic, so he must be unhappy when he is forced to take over the family business. "

Harry had heard the two of them mention this little Zuko, with an expression on his face that said, "This guy is so blessed that he doesn't know how to be blessed."

Sirius understood at this point that some people naturally like a comfortable and stable job, but if they were not asked to take over the family business, it would be a kind of torture.

After all, things are no longer the same as before. The feeling that things are different and people are different once again came to Sirius.

After hurriedly grabbing some burp candy, frog egg soap and a nose-biting teacup to pay, Sirius came out of the house.

Seeing Sirius's bad expression, Harry squeezed his hand.

Harry knew that this godfather had a serious mental illness.

Ten years of self-atonement in Azkaban sounds simple, but that is equivalent to ten years of letting the dementors pick at will, so this former good man is now prone to emotional breakdown.

Sirius also suffered a huge emotional impact yesterday, as well as the exhaustion caused by staying up late,

So he was really not feeling well at this moment.

Seemingly thinking of something, he smiled at Harry.

"Come on, Harry, let's go to [Honeydukes] to buy some sweets."

Sugar is the easiest thing to bring happiness to people.

Honeydukes

Compared with the bustling business of other stores, [Honey Duke] is not that lively at this time.

This is because the most popular time for sweets is before Christmas.

Giving a friend a bag of magical candies is the first choice for cash-strapped little wizards.

Likewise, they saw unexpected people here.

"Hey, old man, I was the first to enter the store, and I also got this bag of candy first. I should have the right to buy it first!"

The red-haired little wizard said unceremoniously to a centenarian man.

The old man was not to be outdone.

"Perhaps you, sir, should know that this kind of candy can only be eaten by the old man and me. It was obviously made for me by the shop owner, so it should naturally belong to me."

Not to be outdone, the little wizard

"Huh? How strange! Didn't I eat it too? It's not like you didn't see it when I ate it in your office last time! Why can only you, an old bee with almost all his teeth, eat it?"

Not to be outdone, the old man said, "You little wizard still has plenty of opportunities to eat. I'm old, I'm different, I'm losing weight day by day, I have to eat, I can't wait!"

The clerk who just graduated and interned here was so anxious that he almost shed tears.

The shop owner has finished her busy Christmas sales period and is now resting at home, leaving the shop to an intern like her.

It was indeed the little wizard who got the package first and put all the money on the bar.

But no one can afford to offend the old man who grabbed the candy!

The newly graduated Hufflepuff witch said with red eyes.

"Boy, yes, we have a new customer. Why don't you stop for a moment?"

An old man and a young man who were fighting for a bag of candies looked towards the door. By chance, they were acquaintances.

The originally tense atmosphere was stagnant.

The sound of coughing coughing came,

The two stopped fighting and arranged their clothes separately.

The little wizard was very polite and put the candy box into the old man's hand.

"Then since these are candies specially made for you by the shop owner, Principal Dumbledore, I won't snatch them from you."

The kind and kind centenarian with half-moon glasses, the first white wizard, the chief wizard of Wizengamot, the principal of Hogwarts, and the highly respected Professor Dumbledore rejected the young wizard's kindness.

"Hey, look what you said, Raven, since you were the one who got there first, it's your turn to eat. The little wizard needs more candy to grow taller."

Although both of them wanted the box of cockroaches labeled "Cheese Durian Bubble Sandwich" flavor,

But in front of others, you still have to pretend.

Otherwise, one of them is an invisible rich man in the magic world, and the other is the world's number one wizard, grabbing a box of candies in a candy store, it would be very shameless to tell anyone.

"At worst, let Phineas/Fox secretly take it back." The two of them thought at the same time.

I can only say that young people have to react quickly.

"Then you're welcome, principal!"

A sweet smile appeared on Raven's face, and she pulled the candy box hard, but it didn't come back.

Looking carefully, Dumbledore was holding the box firmly.

Raven and Dumbledore looked at each other,

"Good boy/old man."

The two expressed almost the same meaning at the same time.

Seeing that the two people will not be able to tell the winner for a while,

Sirius and Harry greeted the two of them politely,

"Happy New Year, Headmaster Dumbledore, and Raven. What are you doing here?"

Dumbledore smiled and nodded, but still held the box tightly in his hand.

"Happy New Year, Sirius, and Harry, I'm here to pick up the candy I ordered."

People become wiser with age, and although Dumbledore didn't say it explicitly, everyone knew the implication: someone was going to take away his things.

Raven also said in a hurry.

"Yes, I actually came here to make a reservation and buy some candies. All the money was paid."

The implication is very clear, it’s none of my business what you book, I’ll pay for it!

You come back and forth with me, without giving in at all. The fight between two old fritters is really not something that a witch who has just graduated from internship can solve.

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder is getting stronger and stronger, and the fight is about to continue,

Harry, a second-year student who couldn't read air, spoke up bravely.

"Raven, do you want to order candy?"

Raven tightened her grip and said with a relaxed expression.

"Yes, I want to order some mandrake-flavored candies. When I came here to buy them, the store owner told me that these have been discontinued for 80 years. If you want, you can bring your own materials and order them here."

Then Raven looked at Dumbledore,

"So Mr. Principal is also here to make a reservation?"

The implication is that you need to bring your own materials for reservations here. Since Dumbledore said you made the reservation, did you provide the materials?

Dumbledore felt bitter and passive. Is it planned to provide materials here? The shop owner didn’t say anything!