The Druid Master of Hogwarts

The fact that there is no list is not really a big problem.

Not to mention that Professor McGonagall is already well acquainted with what little wizards of all grades need every year, and he can directly ask the various stores in Diagon Alley to know what to buy.

Professor McGonagall tapped Fish on the forehead lightly as punishment, and then led him to the lobby of the Leaky Cauldron.

It was another familiar but boring chat, and a strange wizard's question about Feishu's identity.

Anyway, Fish didn't even hear it, he was still hungry.

"Bring me and Fishy breakfast, Tom."

After greeting the acquaintances in the lobby, Professor McGonagall waved to Tom, the boss at the bar.

Tom responded, turned to go to the back kitchen, and soon came back with two dinner plates, placing them in front of Professor McGonagall and Fish.

stare--(..??_??..)

With his fingers poking at the pancakes and raw liver on the plate, Fish looked at Professor McGonagall with a bitter look on his face.

Is this what you call delicious?

Minerva really is a big liar!

Professor McGonagall was a little embarrassed by Fish's stare. She cleared her throat and whispered soothingly: "You can eat something to fill your stomach first, and I'll buy you something delicious when you get to Diagon Alley."

After staring at Professor McGonagall for a long time, Fish decided to trust her again, grabbed the pancake on the plate and bit it angrily.

Although it doesn't look very good, the taste of this bun is actually quite good, but Fisher prefers meat in comparison.

So he put down the half-eaten toast, grabbed a fork and forked a piece of raw liver, and put it in his mouth.

The taste is surprisingly good, and it is still delicious meat!

"Meow~"

Fei Xu, who was in a happy mood, narrowed his eyes, quickly swept away the raw liver from the plate, then picked up the remaining half of the toast, and dipped it in the raw liver soup to eat it clean.

When the two were full, Professor McGonagall took Fish across the bar of the Leaky Cauldron to a small patio with walls on all sides.

There is nothing here but a trash can and some weeds.

"Fish, you have to memorize the next steps."

Professor McGonagall walked over to the only trash can and pulled out his wand.

"Three up, then two across—then three taps on the brick."

As she said it, she demonstrated to Fish, drawing a circle around a brick that looked battered, and then tapped it three times with her wand.

The knocked brick began to shake and move, and then a small hole appeared in the middle of the wall, and the hole became bigger and bigger. Not long after, a wide archway appeared in front of them.

Fish peered in down the archway, and at the other end of the archway was a winding cobblestone street with no end in sight.

"Let's go."

Professor McGonagall tilted her head towards Fixu and walked into the archway first. Fixu quickly followed, and kept turning her head, looking at everything around her curiously.

When both of them passed through the archway, the archway behind them instantly changed back to the appearance of a wall.

Entering Diagon Alley, the first one is the Pattage Crucible Shop, which specializes in selling crucibles. Professor McGonagall quickly bought a standard size 2 pewter crucible in the shop, and then took Fish to the next one. shop.

The resolute Professor McGonagall spent only a short time buying textbooks, crucibles, balances, telescopes and other supplies for Fish, and by the way, he also bought the largest ice cream at the Florin Cold Drinks Store to comfort him. Glancing at Fish in the direction of the Ella Owl store.

"Next, just the uniform and the wand."

Professor McGonagall counted with her fingers and dragged Fish to the shop of Mrs. Malkin's robes.

"Minerva, that shop seems interesting meow."

Feixu, who was forcibly dragged away, pointed to the bouncing and playful magic joke shop not far away. Through the window, he could see the magical fireworks that were being displayed inside.

Professor McGonagall didn't hear it. The little skin cat, Fish, was enough for her. What if he touched the goods of the magic joke shop? She even avoided the Joko joke shop in Hogsmeade without taking Fish.

The Weasley twins were nothing compared to the little fellow Fish.

At the thought that Fish was likely to know George and Fred once he was in school, Professor McGonagall suddenly didn't want him to be assigned to Gryffindor.

The process of purchasing the uniform was also very smooth. Fishu had long been accustomed to wearing human clothes, so even though the process of Mrs. Mokin stroking her body with a tape measure and robe was boring, Fishu still endured it.

Because Minerva agreed to buy him a large ice cream after the end.

After Mrs. Malkin had purchased the uniforms she needed for school, Professor McGonagall kept her word and took Fish back to the Florin's cold drink shop to eat a large box of ice cream before taking him to the meeting. The last stop of the Corner Alley tour -

Almost all wizards in England will go to a shop once in their lifetime, Ollivander's Wand Shop.

Ollivander's wand shop is located at the very end of Diagon Alley. The whole store looks small and broken. The gold sign on the door has been peeled off. It reads: Ollivander: Well-made wands since 382 BC.

In the dusty window, a wand stands alone on a faded purple cushion.

Fish followed Professor McGonagall into the shop, where apart from a bench, there were only countless long and narrow boxes stacked to the ceiling.

After surveying the environment in the store, Fei Xu suddenly turned his head to the right and looked behind the store hall, which was covered by countless boxes.

Because suddenly there was a tingling bell.

"good morning."

An old man with white hair and eyebrows, and even silver-white eyes came out from behind and came to Professor Fish and McGonagall.

"Hello, Mr. Ollivander."

Professor McGonagall smiled and nodded back to Garrick Ollivander.

"Oh, it's you, Ms. McGonagall, what a delightful reunion... Fir, nine and a half inches, hard, and perfect for Transfiguration." Mr. Ollivander's voice was soft. He winked at Professor McGonagall, "I think you should be fairly satisfied with it?"

"Of course, I couldn't be more satisfied."

"That's good, that's good." Mr. Ollivander nodded happily, then looked at Fish, who was beside him, "So, which child is this you adopted?"

"Yes, I brought him here to pick a wand. After all, there is no better wand shop in England than yours."

Mr. Ollivander, who was praised by Professor McGonagall, laughed even more happily. He took out a long tape measure with silver scales from his pocket and asked Fish in a soft voice, "So, Fish McGonagall Mr. Ge, what is your dominant hand?"

"Meow?"

Fish looked at his hands and tilted his head for a while before raising his left hand high.

"This one!" (●ΦωΦ●)?

"Don't lift so high, come, lay your arms flat."

Mr. Ollivander put the tape measure on Fish's shoulder, and the tape moved around Fish's body on its own.

First from the shoulder to the fingertips, then from the wrist to the elbow, the shoulder to the floor, the knee to the armpit, even the head circumference, and even the distance between the nostrils, this tape measure has not been spared.

Fischer resisted the instinct to smack the tape measure and let it roam back and forth on his body.

Although he also wanted to grab the tape measure and have a good time, he wanted a wand even more...

Because Minerva used this kind of small wooden stick called a magic wand to cast those strange spells to cure herself obediently.

So Fish thought more than once, if one day he too had a wand...

Then Minerva can't control him!

By this time Mr. Ollivander had removed a number of long boxes from the various shelves and piled them haphazardly at Fish's feet.

"All right."

After finishing the measurement, Mr. Ollivander took the tape measure that had slipped into a ball on the ground and retracted it into his pocket. He took out a wand from the box stacked on the side and handed it to Fish.

"Try this one, Mr. McGonagall. Same fir and dragon heart, just as hard, but a little longer than Minerva's, twelve inches. Give it a whirl. "

Fisch took the wand, which was said to be the same material as Minerva's, and did not follow Mr. Ollivander's instructions to wave it, but put it in front of him and watched it carefully for a moment, and then...

Take a bite.

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