Dragon of HP

For Chu Zihang, the scene in front of him was shocking enough, but not enough to make him show a surprised expression. He had seen more shocking ones, but his expression was still very flat at this time, not like someone who came to the magic world for the first time. .

The floating robes in the window, the candies floating in weird colors, and the flowers that open and close freely, all of these can only be described as surreal, but everyone on the street is as usual, like These things are nothing more than normal to them.

Seeing that Chu Zihang's expression was still calm, McGonagall nodded inwardly, "First, let's exchange the Muggle currency into the currency of the wizarding world."

Of course Chu Zihang had no objection, and followed McGonagall into Gringotts.The interior of the white building resembled some exchanges he had seen before.Since he didn't have a lot of cash on him, he only exchanged one hundred gold galleons, which according to McGonagall was enough for him to buy school supplies.

After coming out of Gringotts, Chu Zihang carefully looked at Mag's unchanged face, and asked as tactfully as possible: "Are all creatures in the magic world... all like that?"

"...No." In order to prevent the great magical creatures in the magic world from being imagined as goblins, McGonagall explained heavily: "They are goblins. However, most of the existing magical creatures are less like them... ... of it."

Chu Zihang nodded to express his understanding, but he was still a little worried about the wizards' aesthetics.Whether it's the aesthetics of their own clothing, or the aesthetics of various magical creatures.

Perhaps because of Chu Zihang's calm performance all the way and his thirst for knowledge in the face of magic, McGonagall has basically defined him as a Ravenclaw, so she asked after leaving Gringotts: "First go to the bookstore to buy books? "

Chu Zihang looked back at her and nodded. In fact, it doesn't matter where he goes first.

There are a total of eight necessary books to buy this time. Chu Zihang also bought two dragon encyclopedias out of personal interest. These books are not too light for an 11-year-old child, so Mag helped him shrink Put the curse into Chu Zihang's backpack, and restore it to its original size after sending him home.

Chu Zihang is not a talkative person, but if it is his future professor, he can only try to find something to say, "Have there always been so few people in the wizarding world?"

"No, most wizards wouldn't choose to shop today," McGonagall said. "If it were today, there would be fewer people, and shopping would be much more convenient."

Chu Zihang, who also buys vegetables and cooks by himself, fully understands her. It's like he would deliberately rush into the supermarket before the shopping rush, and then struggle to grab a bunch of fresh vegetables surrounded by a lot of aunts. He doesn't hate it. This kind of behavior, before his parents divorced, his mother would often rush into the supermarket with him in her arms, then let him stand aside, and rush in to buy the cheapest vegetables by herself.

So he changed the subject and asked, "Is the previous letter also enchanted?"

"what?"

"I mean, the letter from Hogwarts, the one from the owl. It was raining when the letter came, but the letter wasn't wet, so I thought maybe they were bewitched."

McGonagall pondered for a moment, then replied: "I'm not too sure about this, the letters that Hogwarts lends to little wizards are all generated through a magic item, and the magic circle of Hogwarts can log out the letters of little wizards by themselves. name, and then write them a letter and send it, perhaps because the defensive magic on the letter protects the letter from water... Speaking of owls, do you need an owl? Or some other kind of pet."

Chu Zihang is not a person suitable for keeping pets, and he was a little worried that his blood would make these small animals fear him, so he refused.

While talking, they had arrived at the gown shop. Mag sent him to the door and left, saying that he was going to help him buy crucibles and other things that he didn't need to buy himself. Chu Zihang thought maybe it was his performance that made her think I love books very much, so I let him choose books by himself.Ten minutes later, they met at the wand shop they had agreed upon.

When Mag arrived at the entrance of the wand shop, Chu Zihang was already standing there, still wearing a long khaki trench coat and carrying a gray backpack on his shoulders, which made him look very thin and made people want to rub The thought of messing with his hair, just the look of indifference on his face is daunting.

"I thought you would come later." Mag looked hesitantly at Chu Zihang's body covered in clothes. The ruler in Mrs. Mojin's robe shop has always been restless, even if the ruler completes the work properly this time Well, Chu Zihang himself might study that ruler for a long time... She still thinks that Chu Zihang is a Ravenclaw who loves research.

Chu Zihang felt that her eyes were a bit strange, and thought that maybe Mag wanted him to express his opinion, so he said in a complimenting tone: "Props in the magic world are very efficient."

Mag's eyes became more complicated, "...Thank you, you are the first person to say that."

Two wizards, one big and one small, entered the wand shop together. From a non-critical point of view, the wand shop was not bad.Although the wood used to lay the floor has a rotten smell and creaks when stepped on.The indoor furnishings are not in line with Chu Zihang's simple style. There are wand boxes everywhere, which look a bit like leather shoe boxes, but Mag said that they are filled with magic wands, which are thicker than chopsticks. Small sticks.

Just as Chu Zihang was looking at those boxes, a somewhat vicissitudes of voice sounded, "Good afternoon, Mr. Xiao, and... oh, I remember you, you are Mag, right?"

It was an old man with all white hair, and he was holding a box with no original color in his hand, as if he was looking for something, when he saw Mag standing beside Chu Zihang, he immediately stuffed the box back into the corner, and walked quickly walk up to them.

"Yes," McGonagall stopped him from continuing, "but I brought the students to pick out the wands today." Hearing that, Ollivander turned his sharp eyes to Chu Zihang, but Chu Zihang cut him off. He looked at McGonagall with some surprise. After all, although the witch looked a little serious, he was still very polite. He was a little curious about how annoying the only master of wands in Britain was... so annoying that the witch couldn't stand it.

"Oh, let me see, um..." Ollivander said, turning around, and began to rummage through the stacked wand boxes, asking as he searched, "Little gentleman, can you tell me the magic wand you use most often?" Which hand is it? And, I assume you're a Muggle student?"

"It's the right hand." Chu Zihang replied, "Yes, this is my first time in the wizarding world, but how did you know?"

"I have an impression of every kid who comes to me to buy a wand. If your parents are wizards, I have an impression. Oh, I found it." Ollivander held a green box, The eyes are quite loving, "Come and try it, eleven inches, unicorn hair, and oak wood, it's a good match."

Chu Zihang opened the box and took out the wand, and waved the wand as Ollivander said, but a large clump of unknown plants emerged from the floor, which made him silently put the wand back into Ollivander's On the table, I really don't know what expression to make.

As the owner of this wand shop, Ollivander was quite calm, as if he was used to all kinds of damage caused by improper wands, he put the wand back into the box, and continued to search, "Well, this one is not, then... ...to try this one?"

By the time Chu Zihang found his wand, nearly an hour had passed.

He looked down at his watch. The wand shop seemed to have been hit by a typhoon. Many boxes fell on the ground, several floors were burned, and grass grew in some places.Chu Zihang thought, if Ollivander wasn't a wizard, he would have killed half of his life just cleaning up the shop.

He looked at McGonagall, who was still standing beside him without showing a trace of impatience, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall, for making you wait here with me for so long."

"Nothing," Mag shook his head and said, "This is my duty."

Just when Chu Zihang was about to invite her to his house for lunch, Ollivander came out again. His white hair was curled together and his clothes were covered with dust. He looked quite embarrassed, but there was a kind of Unspeakable excitement, which made him look at least ten years younger, "I haven't met a guest as picky as you in many years! But I am very excited, yes, I think, this wand should probably belong to you .”

It was a white cardboard box, which looked indistinguishable from other boxes. Ollivander opened the lid, and a silver-gray magic wand lay quietly on the soft purple cloth. Ollivander’s voice was still there. ear, but Chu Zihang just stared at the magic wand, everything around him seemed to be far away.He picked up the wand and waved it lightly. The silver-gray wand head drew a circular arc. As the wand stopped in the air, a whisper from ancient times sounded leisurely in this wand shop, blue and purple. The lines spewed out from the head of the staff, twisted and folded rapidly, and these originally obscure characters were either overlapped or connected to form a bronze painting. From the shape, these characters seemed to be arranged into a tree.

The ethereal voice continued to sound, as if something was softly singing an undecipherable song, Chu Zihang could hear it clearly, the thing kept repeating a single syllable, but added an unknown tune, It constitutes a song without words.

In the eyes of Ollivander and Mag, they only saw the bronze world tree made of dragon text, but Chu Zihang saw more.The young man with golden eyes pierced through the chest by a bone sword and nailed to the throne, the girls rolling and screaming on the altar, the white-haired woman who was tied to a copper pillar and left tears of blood, and the black man who almost covered the sky. meat wings.All this was deeply imprinted in his mind, and now it reappeared, reminding him of that rainy night.

It's not the first time he saw this kind of nightmare scene, it's just that the last time he saw these things, the man was still standing beside him, and he would hold his hand tightly to comfort him and say it's okay, although the man disappeared in the Although they have left the world, at least they once stood side by side, instead of being 8800 kilometers apart and unwilling to make a phone call like they are now.

Chu Zihang felt that he had stayed in this nightmare long enough to wait until the end of the world, but when the broken vision of the world tree formed by Longwen returned to Ollivander's wand shop, he found that his nightmare would not last. It was just 1 minute, no, not even 1 minute.

He looked at the other two and found that they were still immersed in the scene just now, so he quickly put away his expression, and tugged at the corner of Ollivander's clothes calmly, "Excuse me, how much is this wand?" ?”

"Seven Galleons." Only then did Ollivander come back to his senses, and he looked at Chu Zihang with a strange look, "Do you know, I made this wand 26 years ago, it was a kind of Strange feeling, a voice in the dark asked me to make this wand, thirteen inches, a wand made of dragon nerves and yew wood. But I never waited for someone to take this wand, she refused everyone Wizard, to this day."

Chu Zihang thought, maybe this is the magic wand that should have belonged to that person, but now, this magic wand belongs to him.He called that person Dad for six years, but now he can only be called that person.

The author has something to say:

One pound equals about 10 RMB, and five pounds is exchanged for one Galleon, that is to say, one hundred pounds is equivalent to five thousand RMB.

The author of the local turtle said that it seems a bit too much... But Chu Zihang's stepfather is a local tyrant, so..._(:з)∠)_

And what is the population of the wizarding world?A colleague mentioned that it was [-] (only referring to the British wizarding world), and another fancier seemed to say that it was [-].In order to avoid bugs, I still deleted the paragraph about the population.

Regarding the protection measures for letters... I think there will probably be a defensive magic, waterproof and fireproof but not physical attacks [so Harry's uncle tore up his letter...] This is just my personal setting and I don't care.

I was exhausted in the magic wand section. To be honest, I think Brother Chu is enough for a village rain. What kind of wand should I use? [] I listened to the oblivious code when I coded it. At that time, I felt like I also The spirit vision is the same, but when the BGM stopped and re-watched...what did Tama write? !So I recoded _(:з)∠)_ with reference to the description in the prologue of Dragon II.

Finally... I kind of want to ask the author of each chapter if he has something to say, will it be annoying for me to talk like this【】

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I forgot about pets... make it up【】Although the male god doesn't keep pets, it's still a bit uncomfortable not to add it