Chapter 196: Shopping in Diagon Alley (modified)
What made Percy even more embarrassing was that Bill was told that the door was opened by Allen, the object of his talk this morning.
Percy had to whisper to thank Alan. Allen pretended not to see Percy uncomfortable and nodded with a smile. Under Arthur's disapproving gaze, Percy blushed and thanked again.
On the last night before leaving Egypt, everyone went to visit the Nile Wizard Night Market. The night market is full of magic items, and the most popular wizard tourists are all kinds of magic amulets.
During the visit to the pyramids, the strange amulets hanging on the mummy's heart were impressive.
And Ron, when he saw a purple scarab amulet, almost shouted directly in the downtown.
Ron didn't even dare to stop in front of this amulet and went directly to another stall, and became interested in something like a small glass top.
"This is a pocket speculum. If there are suspicious people around, it will shine and spin." The street vendor wrapped in a white headscarf introduced enthusiastically.
"But it has been spinning and shining now." Ron pointed out the question bluntly.
"Well--oh--, you see, there are people here and there, maybe there are unreliable and untrustworthy people nearby." The street vendor's eyes rolled and explained.
After some bargaining, Ron got the pocket speculum at the cost of paying five silver coins. When contented Ron installed the speculum, he found that Allen was still standing in front of the stall, talking to the vendor.
Ron's curiosity suppressed his fear of the scarab beetle and stepped forward again. Allen has picked up a lot of amulets, with scarab patterns, cats, monkeys, and even pigs.
"Allen, how do you buy so many amulets? How much does it cost ..." Ron was really envious of Allen having so much pocket money.
"The functions of these amulets are different, and some styles are still very beautiful. It is suitable for gifts to relatives and friends." Allen picked a lot of amulets in the enthusiastic recommendations of street vendors. He couldn't hold a smile.
At the night market, they also tasted Egyptian specialties.
During this period, the speculum Ron bought kept on, "It must be broken, Ron!" Percy suggested that Ron go back and change one.
"It's useless to go back, and the stall owner won't admit it. There are a lot of fake goods that are sold exclusively to wizard tourists, which is very unreliable." Bill sipped the mallow soup.
The cooked mallow soup, thick green sticky, delicious, Bill is very fond of.
"The speculum is not bad." Ron said to Allen decisively. "Bill, he didn't find that Fred and George put the beetle in his soup."
However, Allen had a different view, and he glanced quietly at the rat spot on Ron's shoulder.
The speculum is indeed not bad, but the reason why it keeps shining and rotating is largely due to the discovery of this Animagus.
Allen now has no confidence in Egypt, after he shot it, he promised that the other party would escape or hurt: "And when doing good things, it is best to plan some benefits for yourself, wait for returning to the UK to do some preparation and layout. talk later."
Allen, who returned to the UK, rejected the Weasley family ’s invitation to temporarily stay in the Burrow, and he could n’t wait to see his family.
Although the rest of the holiday is only a week away, everyone cherishes every minute and second together. The mother Morgan Le Fay tried all her best to make the returned young son happy.
Owen and Renn are obviously more interested in the magic of Egypt.
Daisy and Emily picked it up among the pile of talisman that Ellen had brought back. Daisy handed a bear-shaped talisman to her sister, "Little sweet bear, you take this with you."
Emily took it happily and put it on her neck. "Is there a bear in Egypt?"
Later, after receiving the book list mailed by Hogwarts, Allen rejected the good intentions of the family to accompany, went to Diagon Alley on his own, to buy the items needed.
In the Gu Ling Pavilion, Allen exchanged a large number of gold gallons, silver Xike, and copper nut for gold.
After refilling the purse, he went to the Quidditch boutique with great interest. Allen knew that this boutique now houses the world's most advanced broom, the Firebolt.
Far away, Allen saw a large group of people around the shop door.
Allen drilled sideways, squeezing through the excited men and women and wizards, and finally saw a newly built platform with the most stylish broom he had ever seen in his life.
"Just out ... sample ..." A wizard with a square chin told his companion.
"This is the fastest broom in the world. Really, Dad?" A boy younger than Allen shook his father's arm and asked sharply.
"The Irish International Club has just placed an order to buy seven such boutiques!" The owner told everyone, "they are the most sought-after goods of this World Cup!"
Allen concentrated, reading the sign next to the broom carefully:
Firebolt
This latest high-speed flying broom has a streamlined design, high-quality ash handle, diamond polishing, and the registration number is manually written. Each carefully selected birch branch at the tail of the broom is ground into a streamlined shape, giving the broom unparalleled balance and subtle accuracy. Firebolt can accelerate from standstill to 150 miles per hour in ten seconds, and can reflect the magical braking effect. The price is negotiable.
Allen walked into the store without hesitation and ordered a firebolt in the clerk's incredible eyes.
After Alan filled in the delivery address, the clerk smiled again and again to ensure: As soon as the Firebolt arrived at the store, it was packed carefully and properly and mailed to Alan.
"Allen!" Just after leaving the door of the Quidditch boutique, a familiar voice came from behind—Harry Potter.
"Alan, did you come to see the firebolt?" Harry asked.
Allen nodded. "After I came back, he was talking about it every time I met Albert. You know this broom made him miss when he played Quidditch in Hogwarts ..."
"This broom has amazing charm, and many people come around to see it every day." Harry looked at the direction of the firebowl booth, his eyes fiery.
"You are obviously one of them." Allen smiled.
"Yeah, firebolt, the fastest broom in the world! But it's so expensive, it's impossible for my uncle to buy it for me ..." Harry had never longed for something like this in his life, but as long as The thought of reaching out to ask for money from Uncle Vernon, especially when so much money was needed, Harry dismissed the idea of buying a firebolt.
Allen heard that he was a little dissatisfied with Dumbledore ’s approach in this matter. He felt that he was obviously simple enough to make Harry ’s life normal but did not do it. In the end, he said that he was forced to help but know that he would be abused The reason why I have to do this: "As far as I know, your grandfather Fremont? Porter invented the smooth hair smoothing agent after graduation. Well ... that's what Hermione would occasionally use when dressing up for the festival. This best-selling product made your Porter family's wealth said to have quadrupled at that time, and after retirement, he sold the company with a huge profit. Your Porter family also has a private vault in Guling Court, Harry You should be fairly wealthy. I want to buy a broom-should n’t even the most expensive broom be a problem? "
Harry remembered the piles of gold coins, silver bars and mountainous bronze nats in his vault, "Well, but Dumbledore thinks I shouldn't spend money, he and Hagrid think my aunt and uncle are right I ’m sure I do n’t know anything about it, otherwise they wo n’t need a blink of an eye, they will take all of it for themselves. You know, Alan, they often complain about the cost of adopting me ... ”
Allen saw what he had said, so he said what he really wanted to say, "Well, but for whatever reason, your aunt adopted you at the risk of being retaliated by the power of the mysterious person, although not disorder It ’s right to spend money ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Harry, but why did n’t Dumbledore let Hagrid exchange some Muggle money as an adoption fee for Dursleys? He did n’t want other wizards to get in touch The words of your house can allow you to take it back. I believe that as long as you have a fixed income, you will not be so miserable at the time of their home ... Do n’t believe anything. They know that you have money and you will take it as your own. Not a first-year student anymore, those Muggles who can enter the Gu Ling Pavilion or dare to enter the Gu Ling Pavilion have ghosts ... "
Harry was speechless, he found that he had never thought about these things, "Dumbledore may not have time to think about my things, he is busy enough ... I don't want to disturb him with such things ..."
"Okay, Harry, I still have a lot of things I need to buy for the start of school, together?" Allen didn't continue to delve into this topic with Harry, but he couldn't help but sarcasm. "Dumbledore actually has almost no time to pay attention to other things besides thinking about you ... Father said that the graduates of the last school year already have someone who can't even put your weapons away ... Dumbledore is not in a hurry ... "
Next, Harry accompanied Allen to the pharmacy to add the ingredients needed for the potion class.
Allen's favorite bookstore is very different from the signs of the past.
The shop usually displays a bronzing magic book as thick as paving slabs, but now there is a large iron cage behind the glass, which contains about one hundred "Monster Books of Monsters".
These books are all entangled, fighting each other fiercely, like in a fierce wrestling match, broken pieces of paper flying around.
"Why should the boss enter this kind of book?" Harry asked strangely.
"Because it is listed as a textbook for the protection of magical animals," Allen answered.
