Chapter 290： Buy textbooks

"His." (Hello.)

Uropoulos greeted Harry Potter, who had been stunned, very friendly.

Harry subconsciously wanted to reply, but found that his tongue was already stiff.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall next to him slapped Feish in the face.

"Remove the basilisk, Harry is frozen!"

"Oh, yeah."

Feish only then remembered that Uropoulos's ability had not been completely eliminated, and quickly removed the basilisk in his hand.

After the basilisk was removed from his sight, Harry's body gradually regained his freedom.

"How is this going?"

Harry glanced at the basilisk in Feish's hand with lingering fear, and then quickly withdrew his gaze.

Professor McGonagall pulled Fisch's ears helplessly, and then briefly explained the situation of Uroboros to Harry and taught him a trick to use his own magic power to resist the eyes of the basilisk.

Although Harry would still feel stiff at his current level, it was enough for him to turn his eyes away.

"Because Harry, you are also a snake-like voice, so I introduced Uropoulos to the meow you know."

Fisch held the basilisk's head in his palm, raised it to Harry again and said.

"Uh...thank you..."

Harry twitched his mouth, glanced at the cleverly behaving but hideous basilisk in Feish's hands, and the sense of fear in his heart suddenly diminished a lot.

"Fiss, fizz." (Hello, Uroboros, this is Harry Potter.)

"Hiss...Hiss..." (I know you, I heard that my second master was defeated by you.)

Uroboros' dull response came from Fisch's hand, making Harry Potter not knowing how to pick it up.

But Uropoulos had no loyalty to Voldemort, and when Harry was still struggling with how to reply, it had already actively switched the subject.

"Hiss, hiss..." (Are you a snake-like voice, are you also a descendant of the old master?)

Harry didn't know how to pick it up either, so Feish helped him.

"Albus said it was Voldemort's power that was left in the scar on Harry's head, that's why he was a snakelike meow."

"His..." (oh...)

So Uroboros lost interest in Harry Potter altogether.

Uropoulos: "..."

Harry: "..."

Professor McGonagall:? ? ?

Fisch: ⊙ω⊙

The scene fell silent all at once, and Feish blinked his eyes, wondering what the situation was.

In the end, Professor McGonagall broke the awkward atmosphere.

"By the way, Potter, have you bought all the textbooks and school supplies for the next semester? Do you want to join Fisch?"

"Ah, good."

Harry certainly wouldn't refuse.

So the three of them went to Diagon Alley together.

"Minerva, can we go to Gringotts to ride that minecart again?"

?(●?ω?●)?

Fisch put the basilisk back in his pocket and asked Professor McGonagall excitedly.

"No, this year's textbooks are not expensive. I have enough Jin Jialong with me, so I don't need to go to Gringotts."

Professor McGonagall’s tone was cheerful, and she didn’t want to run to find guilt.

At this time, Harry spoke from the side.

"Um... I might need to go to Gringotts..." He didn't dare to look up at Professor McGonagall's expression, and said with a gnat, "I don't have much money."

Professor McGonagall: "..."

Harry naturally saw Professor McGonagall’s resistance to Gringotts, and Harry, who had also sat on the thing, understood very well, but he really didn’t have any money...

Although the Dursleys didn't dare to do anything excessive to themselves after being taught by Fisch, Harry still didn't want them to know that his parents had left him a lot of gold.

Coupled with their rejection of everything related to wizards, Harry didn't dare to put too much money on him, and besides the textbooks, he had to buy two new sets of robes. His school uniform was already a bit short.

Of course Professor McGonagall couldn't stop Harry from withdrawing money, so she sighed helplessly and said, "Let's go then."

"Great meow! I can ride the minecart again!"

?(●≧?≦●)?

Fisch cheered happily, holding Professor McGonagall in one hand and Harry in the other, and ran quickly in the direction of Gringotts.

However, Kitty has also gained a little wink over the past few years. While rushing to Gringotts, he turned around and said to Professor McGonagall: "Minerva, wait until Fisch and Harry go to get the money together. Meow, you I don’t like to ride in a minecart, just wait outside."

"Ok."

Professor McGonagall, who was still a little resistant, immediately became happy, and after two steps, he came to Feishu's side, and was no longer dragged away by him.

Simply took some Jin Jialong from Gringotts. Except for Harry's pale face, both mother and son McGonagall had expressions of contentment.

"Let's go buy a book first."

After Harry recovered a little bit, Professor McGonagall suggested that Harry and Fisch would naturally have no objection.

The three of them walked outside the Lihen Bookstore and saw a huge cage behind the glass of the window, with hundreds of books with green covers inside, they were biting at each other frantically.

"Meow hahaha! This book is so interesting!"

?(●?ω?●)?

Fisch leaned on the window glass with his eyes beaming, looking at the piled books.

"Minerva, can Fisch buy a copy of this cat?"

Professor McGonagall glanced at the gilded titles on the covers of those books, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Even if you don't say we have to buy it. This is one of your textbooks for next year."

"Great!"

?(●≧?≦●)?

The kitten rushed into the bookstore immediately and couldn't wait.

"Fei Xu? Welcome to Lihen Bookstore, you are here to buy this year's class..."

The manager of Lihen Bookstore first greeted him in surprise after he was in Feishu, but soon, his face became very bad, and his words got stuck.

Especially when he saw Professor McGonagall and Harry Potter who followed in, he was even more desperate.

"Professor McGonagall... Are you here to buy a new textbook, right?"

The manager's apocalyptic tone and expression made Professor McGonagall and Harry confused.

"Yes, I need one each of "Youkai's Book of Monsters", "Pull the Mist to See the Future", "Intermediate Transfiguration" and "Standard Spell: Level Three"."

Professor McGonagall couldn't help but curl his lips when talking about the divination textbook.

She didn't actually have any opinion on the divination class. What she didn't like was Sybil Trelawney, who likes to be alarmist.

In the eyes of Professor McGonagall, Professor Trelawney is no different from Lockhart, who has been imprisoned in Azkaban.

"Oh... as expected..."

The bookstore manager's expression became even more desperate, and then he looked at Harry Potter again.

"So what about you? What book do you need?"

Harry scratched his head, because his electives were exactly the same as Fisch, so he replied, "I want the same textbook too, but I already have the "Monster Book of Monsters", so I only need to give me the other three books. "

The manager's face changed drastically as soon as Harry's words were spoken, and the expression on his face only slightly improved when he heard the latter words.

He first took out a pair of thick gloves from under the counter and put on them, and then he took a big knotted walking stick leaning against the wall, and put on a brave expression. Walked towards the cage where the "Youkai's Book of Monsters" was closed.

"Quiet! Be quiet!"

The bookstore manager roared and put the walking stick into the cage, rammed a few times, and drove the monster book inside as far as possible out of the cage door, then quickly opened the cage door, reached in and grabbed a book nearby, and immediately took his arm. It was pulled out, and quickly closed the cage.

The monster book held in the hands of the manager was restless. It kept gnawing on the manager's palm and forearm, leaving a row of teeth marks on the pair of gloves, and constantly making a "click, click, click" sound.

"Stop it! Stop it! Oh yeah!"

The bookstore manager clasped the monster book in his hands tightly with both hands, grabbed it and smashed it on the bookcase aside a few times, then did not know where he took out a palm-wide leather belt and bound it tightly.

The manager who had done all this threw the bound monster book aside, and the whole person slipped to the ground as if collapsed.

"I swear! I will never buy these goods again! Never again! What a mess!"

The bookstore manager sat on the floor and took a breath for a while before he got up from the floor cursingly, still complaining incessantly.

"That time we bought two hundred copies of "The Invisible Book of Invisibility" and spent a lot of money. Later, we didn't even find a shadow... I thought there would be nothing worse than that..."

Only then did Harry and Professor McGonagall understand the reason for the manager's desperate expression just now.

"There are two more copies of "Looking Through the Dense Fog and Seeing the Future", right? I've started taking a divination class, right?"

The manager took off his gloves, and while talking, he turned to walk in. Books on divination were placed behind.

Then he saw that Fisch had picked up the "Monster Book of Monsters" he had just thrown on the ground at this time, and was untying the belt on it.

"Merlin's beard! Don't ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah -!!!

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