v3 Chapter 3： Crookshanks

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That's the theme for the rest of the summer. Harry can sleep until he wakes up naturally and eat whatever he wants, he's almost ordered the entire Leaky Cauldron menu! His movements are also almost unlimited, he can go anywhere he wants as long as he doesn't leave Diagon Alley. Taking this opportunity, he visited the surrounding shops.

Of course, he still has his own summer homework. But he no longer had to hide under the quilt and do his homework secretly with a flashlight. He could sit outside the Florin ice cream shop and finish his thesis with Tom and Hermione aboveboard. The enthusiastic shop owner gave them three free ice creams every half hour.

Tom deserved it, so after a fierce refusal, Tom handed in three Galleons at one time, and for the entire summer vacation, the ice cream from Florin Fosker's house provided them with unlimited supply.

"I'm about to get fat!" Hermione complained, while enjoying yogurt-flavored ice cream. Hermione was originally a fruit ice cream pie, but under Tom's strong Amway, she turned to ice cream with original, vanilla and yogurt flavors.

"So you're really blowing up your aunt, Harry?" Hermione asked Harry, leaning lazily back in the seat. Just a minute ago, she had finished writing her essay on the history of magic. The progress was slower than expected, as she added a lot of things later, and the more critical factor was that she never wore a Ravenclaw tiara in public. Out of an abundance of caution, she only wears it in private, and no one but Tom knows about it.

Hermione, who had finished her big thesis, became a little lazy. Even if she was as eager to learn as she was, she still wanted to take a break and take a break from her busy schedule.

"I really didn't mean it." Harry spread his hands, "To be honest, I couldn't do it again, I didn't know it was going to happen at the time... What the hell? You wrote a paper on the history of magic. so long?"

His eyes fell on Hermione's parchment.

At first, he thought that the big roll was the scratch paper that Hermione bought, but after a closer look, he found that the roll was densely written with words, so the big roll was actually all Hermione's papers! Harry was dumbfounded.

"No, I deleted a lot of things," Hermione raised her head proudly, "mainly because there are too many things to write about in ancient Egypt, if I hadn't been afraid of exceeding the limit, I could have written more. many."

Harry couldn't understand the behavior of the big man who wrote the paper to the upper limit of words. Generally speaking, he wrote according to the lower limit of words. Tom on the side smiled and said nothing. In the end, Hermione's scraps were cheap for him. Anyway, the themes of the two were somewhat similar, so he could use them with a little modification.

"By the way, you went to Egypt for the summer vacation?" Harry realized after seeing Hermione's paper, as if Ron and the place they had chosen during the vacation were the same country.

"Yes, we also met Ron's second brother Bill, but unfortunately we were busy traveling and only saw him once."

"Well," Harry said with regret, "if you wait a few days, you might be able to travel with Ron in Egypt. His second brother is a spell breaker from Gringotts, and he might be able to take you to an unusual event. adventure."

"Our adventure is exciting enough," Hermione couldn't help sighing when she heard this. "A lot of the inspiration in the paper came from that adventure."

Harry: ...

"By the way, why did you say Fudge let me go? Last year because a house-elf broke a pudding at my uncle's house, I got a formal warning from the Ministry of Magic - they said if there was any more detection of magic being used there , and expelled me from Hogwarts. But this time I blew up my aunt with no punishment."

"Probably because of Black? I guess." Hermione speculated intuitively, "It may also be the purgers I met on the bus."

Strange to say, after they handed the purgers to Cornelius Fudge that day, there was no more text, and Fudge just sent a small notice in the newspaper to inform about the matter, and it didn't cause any waves, nor did it. It can reverse the tense atmosphere of the magic world.

In addition to studying together, Tom and Hermione also found time to buy all kinds of school supplies, including textbooks.

Days passed, and as school day approached, Hogwarts students poured into Diagon Alley. Here, the three meet several familiar faces every day. Harry had been keeping an eye on Ron too.

Finally, on the last day of summer vacation, Harry saw Ron. Ron looked good. After the two ordered an ice cream, they sat at the table next to Tom and chatted.

"Hermione, if I remember correctly, it seems like your birthday is coming up soon?" Tom, who was flipping through the calendar and watching the school year schedule, swiped a date with his fingers, and realized something.

"Anything you want?"

Hermione rested her cheeks with her hands and thought about it for a while. She didn't feel embarrassed, but said naturally: "I want an owl. After all, it's a little inconvenient to not have an owl. Your pigeon can only deliver letters. Look. , Harry has his Hedwig, Ron has Errol—"

"I don't have an owl," said Ron, who was sitting at the table next to him. "Erol is my owl. I only have Spotted." He took his pet rat from his pocket. The rat was a little thinner, not as round as before, and the beard was drooping slouched.

Tom looked at Banban indifferently, then looked away. He didn't have any interest in Scabbers, or he didn't care what happened to Harry this year and didn't want to interfere. Tom knew Banban's identity very well, but not revealing him was the best choice. This mouse is of great use.

He can achieve a very important thing why not send it to check? There's a magical creature store over there," Harry pointed to the corner, Harry now, more familiar with Diagon Alley than Ron, "Hermione can also buy the owl you want there. "

"Okay," the four stood up and walked towards a pet shop called Magic Zoo. Tom used to come here, bought a pigeon here, and got a bird and snake egg through a lottery.

After a lapse of two years, I came here again, and the layout of the store has not changed much.

Ron walked to the counter and asked the teller to check Banban's body. Tom was very interested and watched in amazement as the clerk checked every corner of Banban's body over and over again, even Tintin didn't let go.

Suddenly, a huge ginger-colored figure jumped over and landed on the counter with a bang, roaring at Banban.

"Crookshanes, stop!" the teller yelled in panic.

Hermione, who was picking owls, was caught by the sound.