From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"so much?"

　　 The boss’s tone was surprised.

　　 "There are a few books that are really tangled. The boss has a discussion. I will take three and one copy. I will take all of them. Otherwise, I guess I will have to put back two copies."

"Three gallons are impossible, but I can give you a slight discount," the boss smiled at William, with a generous expression: "If you buy all of these, I will give you two more copies-when you just selected Reluctant book, right? Pick two more and I will give it away."

　　 hiss~

　　 William took a breath.

　　Merlin’s socks.

　　God knows how hard he has just given up those books, and now let him choose two more books, he estimated that he will get another sum of blood!

However, in the final analysis, he ran in quickly and picked out three important books from the remaining books he picked out—the more the more, the more. If these three let him pick, he Want it all!

　　 When William ran back again, the bookstore owner showed such a smile as expected.

　　 A total of forty-four gallons, a huge sum of money. (The price in the previous chapter has been slightly revised)

　　 When William counted Kanon one by one, he could even hear those wallets crying.

　　 When he was about to turn around and leave, the shopkeeper suddenly called him.

　　 "Young people don't be so anxious, there is a little gift here."

　　 The boss knocked on the brick under the rocking chair with his magic wand, then went in, took out a paper bag and handed it to William.

　　 "Take it, this shop does not sell these items, but only as a gift for the occasional visitor."

　　 The paper bag is heavy, if there are no bricks inside, then it should be three books.

　　 The boss showed a look that you understand at William, and then he continued to lie on the rocking chair and started shaking.

　　 put the paper bag in his arms, and William **** his book with the rope he asked for from the boss.

　　 Waved his magic wand to cast a spell, and the book floated in front of William. William pulled the rope and held his book like a balloon. After waving his hand to the boss, he walked towards the tavern.

　　 All afternoon, I said that I simply went out and strolled around, and the result was straight to now.

　　 I read some free books that I didn't have in the afternoon. Although I searched for some useful books, both time and money were wasted seriously.

　　 I hope that old Tom can rest for a few days now, and can no longer urge him to go out for a day.

　　Although William knew that Old Tom was afraid that he would be locked in the house and could not escape the feeling of imprisonment, but William really couldn't share his feelings with others.

Regardless of the non-disclosure agreement signed by Hogwarts, even if William and Old Tom said that going to Hogwarts is dangerous, this person would hope that he can start a happy life in the magical world after breaking an arm or leg. Come—after all, a broken arm or a broken leg is not a big deal in the magical world.

Even if you lose your arm or leg, William is at his current level. As long as the wound is not contaminated by black magic or anything else, William can use the potions he thinks he has mastered to dispense suitable potions to ensure one. Those parts were fully grown within a week.

　　 This is also the reason why William wanted to enter the magic world.

　　 The Muggle technology of the 1990s is good, but even 30 years later, Muggle technology still has too many things that cannot satisfy the imagination.

　　 Such as the simplest way of seeking longevity.

　　 From ancient times to the present, countless Muggles have longed for longevity-but as a potionist who can support himself, William clearly remembers the ultimate results of a series of magic such as alchemy and potions.

Magic stone.

　　Using the Philosopher’s Stone and the unique potion, it can constitute a real elixir, and the Philosopher’s Stone has really been made by someone, and it has lived for hundreds of years.

　　 is incredible.

　　 One of the ancient emperors that William admired most was Qin Shihuang-and that emperor fell on the road to longevity.

　　 So, William read a lot of arguments about longevity, and in the end they all looked at the authorship. Is the author a great Qin Shihuang?

　　 No, goodbye, longevity is probably very good.

　　 loneliness is not loneliness or anything, let's wait for him to live forever.

　　 Thinking all the way around, William walked back to the Broken Cauldron Bar.

　　 At this moment, Old Tom’s bar has long been overcrowded, and there is no food left in the kitchen—he can only be like those drunks, waiting for a later supper.

　　 "You said you, went out and went to the bookstore, didn't you read a book in the end?"

　　 Old Tom looked at the balloon made of the pile of books and complained behind the bar, but William chuckled and ran upstairs in three steps and two steps.

　　 Put the book and hide the paper bag in his arms. William locked the door and went downstairs to find a place at the bar.

　　 After reading a book for an afternoon, I didn't feel much concentration at the time, but now that the time has passed, I feel thirsty.

　　 asked for two glasses of beer, he started to drink slowly after half a swig.

　　 "William, I haven't seen you for a few days, why did you come over for a drink today?"

　　 is a wizard who cannot remember the name of William. He is familiar with himself. Sometimes William comes to eat supper when he reads the book and forgets the time. It's useless to talk to this guy a few words.

　　 "Something has happened these days, I can't be too busy, don't you just come here as soon as you have free time."

　　 William opened his mouth and said nonsense-anyway, the words in this place are too high in alcohol ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ everyone listens to fun, no one takes it seriously.

　　 It’s a nonsense thing to drink, and no one cares about how much it is. If the other party is a little serious, he can know that he lives upstairs in the tavern, but obviously the other party has no intention of investigating this, just want to brag.

　　 "Then wish you a fortune!"

　　 The other party smiled and took a sip of wine.

　　 William responded with a smile and took a bite.

　　 "By the way, you remember the unicorn you said last time?"

　　 "Remember," William responded casually, trying to remember what he was blowing.

　　 "Well, didn't you mean that this creature is only close in the Muggle world—"

　　 It seems to have said it, but isn’t it bragging about drinking? The rumors of wizards are true and false. Do you dare to believe the Muggle?

　　 "Unicorn tail hair is very expensive, you know?"

　　 "I know, it's expensive!"

　　 "I told you, I found a place where unicorns might haunt, and if your legend is true, we might be able to make a fortune."

　　 This product is too high, there is no logic for bragging.

　　 William promised angrily, "I have no time recently. I will study and study. Next time, next time."

　　 Seven gallons of unicorn feathers, one without bargaining, take Muggle legends to catch unicorns? What a joke! (Note 1)

　　 "Don't, really, under study, the unicorn—hiccup—I really found it."

　　 "What unicorn?"

　　 A huge shadow suddenly appeared on William's side.

　　 is Hagrid.

　　 He sat on a chair reinforced by magic—these magical little guys didn't make any noise.

　　Note: The price of half-blood princes is ten gallons, but the price increase of strategic materials is normal during the war, right?