Chapter 337

all day.

A real day.

Harry felt so full.

Because, in addition to the necessary meal time and rest time, other time, Zhou Yi all arranged for him.

There are two major categories of things arranged to do: physical exercise and knowledge learning.

Physical exercise is also divided into strange exercise methods, which Zhou Yi called "zhamabu". At least in Harry's opinion, this is strange, because he has never heard of it. However, when he thinks that Zhou Yi is a wizard, these strange ways become acceptable. After all, it's a wizard.

And knowledge learning is taught by Zhou Yi to Harry. It's some common sense about the magic world, and by the way, it's mixed with some principles of life. As for the real thing about how to release magic, Zhou Yi just tells Harry that he will take him to buy some necessary things for learning and releasing magic tomorrow. As for other things

For others, Harry has no time to think about it. There are too many things to remember when learning knowledge, and it's hard for Harry to think about other things when exercising.

In fact, with that kind of training, Harry managed to stick to it. Besides his own will, he relied more on the artifact machine. Harry thought it was easier to call it that way than to say that strange name, such as "repair cabin".

Up to now, lying on the bed, Harry still doesn't feel the pain of his body - he can feel it clearly when he just finished the exercise, but every time he soaks in the repair cabin, his body will recover as before.

"What a full day..." thought Harry, looking forward to tomorrow.

Because, tomorrow, going shopping?

With anticipation, Harry fell asleep.

……

"Dutiful, dutiful!"

"Dutiful, dutiful!"

Harry was awakened by a very rhythmic tap.

"Well?" Harry rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked at the sound, and found a snow-white owl outside the window, pecking at the window with its beak?

Harry and the owl stared for a long time, then they jumped out of bed and opened the window.

Harry subconsciously remembered what Zhou Yi said to himself yesterday. Owls are the most common communication tools used by witches. Their main responsibility is to send letters to witches and communicate with them.

But how could anyone send a letter to himself?

"Goo Goo!" The snow owl flew in and put the envelope in its paw on the table.

"Thank you, and... Sorry, I don't seem to have any food here. I'll get it for you?" Harry scratched his head and took a look at the letter, which was wrapped in a heavy parchment envelope. The address was written in emerald green ink without a stamp, and the address was correct - Mr. Harry Potter, room left, second floor, 5 Privet Drive, little whinging, Surrey.

"Goo Goo!" The snow owl squinted at Harry, shook his head humanely, flapped his wings and flew to the door.

"Looks like you've got the letter?" Zhou Yi, who appears at the door, reaches out a hand to catch the dusk snow and gives it Shun Mao, saying.

"Mr. Zhou," Harry nodded, "yes, I got it."

"Here's your admission notice and a list of things you need to buy." Zhou Yi pointed to the letter in Harry's hand. "Come to the restaurant downstairs for dinner. You can read the letter slowly. By the way, I'll introduce you to my owl, snow owl. I call it Twilight snow."

"Good, good!" Harry nodded.

Harry walked downstairs behind Zhou Yi and couldn't help looking down at the letter in his hand.

Turning the envelope over, Harry saw a wax seal, a shield badge, and a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake circled around the capital "H".

Harry opened the letter curiously and looked it up. Zhou Yi didn't care about him either. It's strange that he didn't want to explore when he received this kind of thing. It's better to wait for him to eat after reading it.

[Hogwarts School

President: Albus Dumbledore

(president of the International Federation of witches, first-class magician of the Merlin order, chief magician of visengamo)

Dear Mr. Porter

We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry. We enclose a list of books and equipment required.

The school is scheduled to start on September 1. We have received your wish. Please buy the corresponding items to wait for the school to start]

"Zhou, it says that the school has received my wish?" Harry looked up at Zhou Yi, who was eating a bowl of salted bean curd. Harry didn't know why there were so many ways for the same kind of food, and the taste was completely different... But he thought both tastes were good. Obviously, Zhou Yi was the same, because he changed the taste every day.

"Didn't I introduce you yesterday? Headmaster Dumbledore, "Zhou Yi shrugged," now that the headmaster has visited his family, naturally there is no need to ask again. "

"So it is..." Harry suddenly realized, and then looked a little embarrassed, "it also said, to buy some things, but, but I have no money..."

"You're rich, Harry, but you don't know it yourself," Zhou Yi waved his hand. "Well, eat first. After dinner, I'll take you to gulinger. I'll show you your money first, and then I'll take you to buy the things you need for school."

"I'm rich?" Harry was very puzzled, but he immediately reacted. Obviously, it should be something left by his parents who he had never seen before... Thinking of this, Harry was a little disappointed, but fortunately, he had been used to it for so many years.

"By the way, I'm going to file a lawsuit," said Zhou Yi, who sucked the bean curd out of the bowl. "That's what I said, isn't it?"

……

In the car, Harry took out the second page of the envelope and looked at it.

[Hogwarts School of Magic]

(uniform)

Freshmen need to:

1: Three sets of plain work robes (black)

2. A plain peaked hat for daytime wear (black)

Briefly

(Textbook)

All students are required to prepare the following books:

Standard spell, elementary, by Miranda goshak

Briefly

(other equipment)

A magic wand

A crucible

A set of glass or crystal vials

Briefly

Students can have a blood bag of an owl or a cat or a toad

Here is a special reminder to parents that freshmen are not allowed to bring their own broomsticks

"Wand..." Harry glanced over the dazzled pile of books or items and looked at the line of [a wand] "is this the tool that ordinary wizard must use before you said it?"

"Yes, that's right," Zhou Yi nodded. "I'm curious, Harry. What material and core will your wand be?"

"I don't know." Harry's face was blank.

"So we need to go there." Zhou Yi said, stopping the car, "but before that... I'll go to file a lawsuit first."

After entering the lawsuit, Zhou Yi drives Harry to the broken cauldron bar.

From the appearance, it's a dirty and narrow bar. If it wasn't for Zhou Yi's saying that Harry didn't notice it at all, he always thought that the place where the wizard went in and out should be high-end.

"Hide, Harry, hide, don't forget that the wizard needs to hide his identity in front of Muggles, that is, ordinary people, and can't expose his existence. So, the situation you think will not appear... Don't worry, I didn't read my mind, just guess it. Learn to control your expression, Harry, or you will suffer a big loss, if not, It's also a good choice to keep a light smile all the time. " Zhou Yi said, "also, learn to look around. Do you find anything by looking at the people around you?"

"I feel like... Other people don't seem to see here?" Harry was thoughtful. Under observation, people passing by in a hurry could not even see the cauldron bar. Their twilight fell on a big bookstore on one side of him and a record store on the other side. It seemed that they could not see the bar at all.

"Yes, you don't feel wrong. There's a special magic spell here, which is similar to the Muggle expulsion curse," Zhou Yi pushed open the door of the broken cauldron bar. "Come on, Mr. Porter, it's time for you to realize what your fame is like."

"All right." Harry answered, inevitably expecting something in his heart, and walked into the broken cauldron bar.

It has to be said that as a famous place, the broken cauldron bar is too dark, dirty and noisy. The air is filled with the smell of mixed liquor, some of which are smoked.

However, after Zhou Yi and Harry stepped into the bar, the chatter of all kinds of people suddenly stopped, as if they all knew Zhou Yi? Harry thought.

"Your room is still reserved for you, sir." A man with almost naked hair, like a wizened walnut, came forward.

"Thank you, Tom, but I can clean up later. I have removed all the magic from that room," Zhou Yi nodded and looked around. "Why, everyone, am I very scary? I think you should pay more attention to this gentleman now. I think you all know him, right? "

With that, Zhou Yi patted Harry on the shoulder.

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes in the bar were focused on Harry.

"My God, is this..."

The bar became completely silent, and everyone seemed to recognize Harry, but why on earth?

Harry's heart became more and more confused. Zhou Yi didn't tell him why these things happened.

"Harry Potter! Mr. Porter Tom whispered, "it's a pleasure, Mr. Potter."

Tom ran out backstage of the bar, ran to Harry, grabbed his hand, and felt like he was going to cry.

At the same time, words like "Mr. Porter, welcome back" and "I didn't expect to see you so unexpectedly. I haven't had time to change my body clothes" rang out in the bar. Everyone was looking at Harry, but Harry seemed at a loss. When he wanted to look at Zhou Yi, he found that Zhou Yi was standing in the distance, drinking and shaking his head at him, It's like trying to make it his own time.

"Well," thought Harry, admittedly enjoying the attention, or at least not annoying, "but why? What is the reason? "

Then, a man got up, and Harry found that he was shaking hands with everyone passively, and he planned to shake hands twice, and he was driven away... Among them, there were people he knew, who used to say hello to himself in the street for no reason, and then disappeared for no reason. When he said he knew him, The man also excitedly showed off to everyone, as if it was something to be happy and honored with.

But why?

Harry still doesn't understand.

A pale young man came over, a little nervous, one eye even twitching obviously.

"Professor Quirrell!" While drinking, Zhou Yi came forward, "it's a great honor to meet you for the first time. I hope we can learn from each other and grow up with each other in the future teaching work."

"Oh, I, I know, I know you, you are, it's Zhou Yi, Professor Zhou Yi," Professor Chilo said, obviously stuttering and ambiguous, "the dark arts, the defense against the dark arts course, right, unprecedented, one course, two, two professors!"

"Yes, in fact, I have something to ask you. Of course, you prefer to say hello to another person now, obviously, don't you?" Zhou Yi stepped back with a smile and introduced him to Harry. "This is Professor Chilo, Professor of defense against the dark arts at Hogwarts. He is going to be in charge of the teaching of the first grade, which is your age."

"Yes, yes, thank you very much." Professor Quirrell stammered and took Harry's hand. "It's a kind of unspeakable pleasure to see you, Mr. porter. I think you've used the course of defense against the dark arts. You don't need to learn it, do you, Mr. porter?"

With that, Professor Quirrell laughed nervously again: "you're going to buy what you need, aren't you? I'm also going to buy a new book about sucking... Sucking... Vampires. "

When it comes to vampires, his stuttering becomes more and more serious. It seems that the mention of this name makes him very afraid.

Then, Professor Chilo was pushed away by other people who wanted to talk and shake hands with Harry. After another ten minutes or so, when Harry felt that his face was going to be stiff with laughter, Zhou Yi finally interrupted them: "OK, everyone, Harry still needs to buy things for school. It's time to go."

Some people had planned to continue talking, but others, those who saw Zhou Yi's "atrocity" in the bar that night, held them and whispered what happened at that time, so no one dared to stop Harry for a moment.

"Fame is a good thing. It can make you achieve many things that others need to work hard for a long time. However, in my opinion, strength is the most important thing, Harry," Zhou Yi led Harry through the bar to a small patio surrounded by walls. "Without strength, everything is empty, just like just now, even if you want to go, They won't let you go, and they won't dare to speak as soon as I speak. "

PS: tomorrow will be double watch!