Chapter 8： The King of Diagon Alley

"Tom, did you hear what they said? God, if I get into Slytherin, maybe I'll drop out." Hermione heard this conversation, and after the two were far away, they began to discuss the school with interest the college.

Tom shrugged his shoulders: "It's a bit of a generalization. Each of the four academies has its own advantages and disadvantages, but it's a fact that most of the dark wizards are from Slytherin."

"The school has four colleges? Which four? How did you know?"

Unknown knowledge always arouses the interest of girls.

"Hogwarts has four houses: Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw and Slytherin."

"The four houses correspond to the four elements, Gryffindor for fire, Ravenclaw for wind, Hufflepuff for rock, and Slytherin for water. Gryffindor is actually French gryffind'or, which means golden Griffin The griffins."

"So Ravenclaw is the Raven's Claw?" Hermione was good at making inferences.

"Yes, it is a metaphor for their desire for knowledge."

"Each house has its own style and stereotypes, Gryffindor is the house of the brave, Hufflepuff is food-loving and life-loving, Ravenclaw is thirsty for knowledge, and Slytherin is a group of ambitious The guy." Tom gave Hermione a brief introduction to the four academies.

"By the way, there are four more maxims:

We come from the wilderness, we long for strength, we are full of ideals, we are brave, we are righteous, we never give up, we are Gryffindor!

We come from the forest, we have great love, we are loyal to nature, we are honest and loyal, we are tough and honest, we are not afraid of hardships and dangers, we are Hufflepuffs!

We come from the riverside, we are smart, we think calmly, we study hard, we pursue the truth, we never give up, we are Ravenclaw!

We come from the quagmire, we crave power, we are ambitious, we are strong and calm, we are graceful and self-sufficient, we never regret, we are Slytherin! "

Under the decoration of four aphorisms, each school in Hermione's eyes wears a layer of goodwill filter.

"You know a lot!"

"I asked a lot of questions when I saw Professor McGonagall last time. If you want to know more, you can borrow a book called "Hogwarts: A History of the School" from the Hogwarts library."

Hermione remembered the name of the book.

All kinds of things have been bought, and Hermione also went to Mr. Ollivander to buy a wand, a 10?-inch long vine wood wand, the core of which is the heart nerve of a fire dragon.

"Wands made of vine wood are very rare, and their owners are almost always wizards with lofty pursuits and visions beyond ordinary people. And the wand with the heart of the dragon as the core is extremely powerful and can perform the most gorgeous magic, and This kind of wand is also more capable of learning." Tom gushed about her wand to Hermione, just like a military fan on the forum, familiar with the material properties of various wand cores and wand bodies.

Obviously, these words scratched Hermione's itch, and her mood became very happy, her eyes narrowed into a pair of crescent moons.

"Where's your wand? What material is it?"

"Longhorn water snake horn and acacia wood are rare..."

The two discussed the knowledge of wand learning for a while, and then they came to a shop with a "Magic Zoo" sign.

"I want to buy an animal for myself, do you want to go with me?" Tom remembered that he hadn't bought a pet yet when he saw this store.

"I'm not going," Hermione said because she had bought too many books and spent her budget, and had no money to buy a pet like an owl. "The school should provide us with free owls. , I need to lay a solid foundation for my homework in the first semester. I may not have the energy to take care of a pet. I feel that homework alone is enough for me to be busy..."

Mr. Granger cast an admiring look at his daughter. His daughter is so smart and eager to learn, maybe she can go to medical school to develop after graduating from the magic school.

So Tom walked into the magical zoo by himself. There was not much space in it. There were cages hanging everywhere, and the small creatures inside were making various sounds. There was a stench unique to animals in the store.

A pair of purple toads with huge eyes were sitting by the door and devoured a dead fly. A large tortoise with gems inlaid on its shell lay motionless near the window, cats of various colors, noisy ravens, silky black mice...

The whole store is full of vitality.

He approached the counter and said to the witch behind the counter, "Hello, I want to buy a pet, the kind that I can take to Hogwarts."

The witch raised her head and glanced at Tom.

"Hogwarts allows toads, cats or an owl, and of course other kinds of pets are not allowed..."

"Is this golden gradient okay?" Tom's eyes were very sharp, and he suddenly saw a little tiger in the corner. At this time, it was sleeping in a ball with its eyes closed. From time to time, there were several The sparks spewed out of its nostrils, so cute.

"I'm sorry, but I can't." The witch rejected Tom neatly, "Hogwarts can't keep tigers."

"That's a pity."

"My child, I suggest you buy an owl. It can deliver letters and parcels for you. Toads have been out of fashion in recent years, unless you are very interested in potions. As for cats, because of individual personality differences, sometimes they will It's troublesome."

Tom was very kind, and followed the clerk sister to see the owl. It turned out that each of these owls is more expensive than the other. The quality of the owls is slightly better, and it will cost dozens of Galleons. Like Harry's Hedwig, the whole body is white, and the owls without variegation are even more expensive. , only a local tyrant like Hagrid who uses a ten Galleon-sized unicorn tail hair as a bandage can afford it.

Yes, Hagrid is actually a big tyrant. There are many treasures in his hut. For example, there is a whole bunch of unicorn tail hair. The market price of this hair is 10 gallons. The venom of his eight-eyed spider , can be sold for 100 Galleons per pint, Hagrid can be called the invisible richest man at Hogwarts.

But for Tom, this price is very unfriendly.

However, his eyes stayed on a group of white little creatures.

"Pigeons?" he asked in surprise.

"That's right, carrier pigeons, they can also deliver letters, but they can't deliver packages." The clerk nodded, "5 Galleons each."

Tom thought about it for a while, and then he bought a carrier pigeon with a snow-white body and a red mouth. Just when he wanted to leave, he found that there seemed to be some activities going on in the store.

"Blind box." This was the answer the teller's sister gave him.

5 Golden Galleons can be drawn once, but of course it is hard to say what is drawn. Tom thought about it, and thought he could take a look. After all, he has the skill of inspiration, and the frequent use these days has made it almost level 1. The current state is [Inspiration level 0 (99+/100 )]

"Okay, please let me pick a box." Tom auctioned ten gold Galleons on the counter, five for pigeons, and five for drawing cards.

The teller brought a small box to Tom. Tom put his hand in through the opening at the top and took out a ball. The ball was written: Grand Prize.

Teller: ? !

Tom: (ΩДΩ)!