With the help of the answering quill, the efficiency of replying has been increased several times. Ivan only needs to open the envelope and read it again, then put it aside, and the quill on the table will automatically start writing the reply.
Even so, Ivan still spent a full morning,
When I opened the last envelope, Ivan found that this letter was different from the others, it was sent from the school.
The specific content is to let him go to King's Cross Station to take a train to school on September 1st, and the second-grade book list is also attached.Findd new stories at novelhall.com
Ivan simply scanned it, and in addition to a few professional books for each subject, there were seven Lockhart's books, and the price was more expensive than one.
Ivan suddenly understood who the professor was for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class next semester.
However, Lockhart's shameless realm also surprised him, and he was surprised to use his status as a professor to let Hogwarts students to increase the sales of books....
"Mom, you might have to give me more Jin Jialong. This year's book is extra expensive, maybe dozens of Jialong." Looking at the price marked above, Ivan sighed and had to ask for help. .
Although he has solicited a lot of business for his family's magic shop, after all, it was Aysia who collected the money, and he couldn't get it at all, and the golden Jialong accumulated before was almost used up.
"Dozens of gallons? So expensive?" Aisia, who was helping to gather the replies, took the book list curiously and glanced twice.
"Gidro Lockhart?" Aysia said in surprise.
"Mom, do you know him?" Ivan had a bad feeling. If he remembered it correctly, Lockhart seemed to be a friend of women and had countless fans in the magic world.
Fortunately, Ivan soon saw Aisia shook his head.
"No, I don't know it, but I heard it a little bit. I heard that he is a powerful character. The book he wrote has won the recognition of many famous people."
"It looks like you will have a great Defence Against the Dark Arts class next school year." Aysia said with a smile.
Ivan curled his lips. This guy is a parallel importer, so it's better to forget the spell.
Ivan felt a little miscalculated. He actually forgot about the things that would break his clothes after transforming. He should have prepared in advance.
Fortunately, this little thing could not be difficult for Ivan, who was already close to level 5 in Transfiguration. Under the wave of his wand, the clothes that had been broken were quickly restored, and then became wider and larger under the effect of Transfiguration.
Putting on his clothes, Ivan stood in front of the mirror again, looking at the 17- or 18-year-old man opposite, with some freckles on his face, just exactly the same as Walker.
The reason why he chose to become him is naturally because there are not many people he can come into contact with every day, only the hair of Aysia, Doug, and Walker.
He didn't plan to transform into the middle-aged man Dougt, the only choice was this.
"Mom, then I'll go out first." Before leaving, Ivan greeted Asiah who was still sending the letter.
Aysia turned her head and looked at the seventeen or eighteen-year-old young wizard in front of her with a weird expression, but she nodded.
This is also the reason why Esiah did not let Ivan become herself, it always feels weird...
......
Walking alone in the streets of Knockdown Alley Ivan felt another experience, and there seemed to be some malice in the surroundings.
Along the way, Ivan met several times with strangers, some who promoted all kinds of goods, and some invited him to "certain places" to have fun...
But none of them dared to do it. Even so, Ivan had to be tougher to make these people retreat.
When he was about to leave Knockout Alley, Ivan found that the street leading to Diagon Alley on this side was half blocked. A grinning old witch was pulling a small wizard in front of him.
The wizards around seemed to have not seen them, and there were a few wizards squatting in the corner, which should be watching the excitement.
Ivan raised his eyebrows and was hesitating to interfere or detour, only to find that the figure of the little wizard was somewhat familiar.
That seems to be Harry Potter?
But what about Hagrid? Where did he go?