#626 - Strange Auntie (asking for monthly ticket recommendation ticket)

Harry pointed to the counter in the corner and looked at Hagrid curiously, "Is that the Silver Glimmer Mystery Box they were talking about?"

"That's right. Google search to read," Hagrid nodded and smiled. "Those boxes cost 10 Sickles each, and you can draw a prize after opening them, but you can only draw on the spot, and the boxes can't be taken away. What you draw from them is completely random. If you're lucky, you might draw something good right away, but if you're unlucky, you might buy dozens of them, and they'll all be cheap stuff."

While Hagrid was explaining to Harry, he saw a young wizard holding four mystery boxes walking to the wall. After muttering something, he finally decided to open all four boxes at once, and then reached in with his hand.

Then Harry saw a scene that shocked him. The square box in the young wizard's hand was clearly only ten centimeters long and wide, but the other party actually stretched his entire arm into it.

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Then, looking at the young wizard's expression, it was as if he had stretched his hand into another space, struggling to grope for something back and forth. After a while, he pulled his hand up with all his might.

Immediately afterwards, Harry saw that the other party actually pulled out a paper tube forty to fifty centimeters long from that small box!

"What is it! Another poster, and it's of the 'Falmouth Falcons'. If it were the Caerphilly Catapults, that would be something. What bad luck!" The young wizard unfolded the 'paper tube', glanced at it, and threw it aside with disgust, then reached into the next mystery box and rummaged around.

Then Harry saw the young wizard pull out a quill, an unmatched long sock, and a lollipop the size of a fist from the remaining four mystery boxes!

"What the heck, I don't believe I can't draw something good!" The young wizard angrily bit into the lollipop, then took out a handful of change from his pocket and rushed to the counter behind him.

"Uh… it doesn't look like the odds of winning are very high in those mystery boxes?"

After observing carefully for a while, Harry found that most of the young wizards couldn't draw anything good from the mystery boxes they bought. Even Harry could tell that those consolation prizes weren't worth much.→

"That's why they're called mystery boxes…" Hagrid scratched his head and chuckled. He naturally knew that it would be a miracle to draw anything good from those broken boxes.

Dumbledore had secretly revealed to him that 90% of these mystery boxes were garbage, 9% were unsellable outdated products, and only 1% were real new products.

Moreover, among this 1%, high-value goods only accounted for 1%, and the rest were cheap goods such as records. These things could be bought directly for 15 Silver Sickles or 1 Galleon. Speaking of which, the value of these products might not even be as high as the box itself, which was a high-end product enchanted with the 'Undetectable Extension Charm'.

So Hagrid still couldn't understand why so many people were enthusiastic about drawing mystery boxes, and many people were even addicted to it.

"If you're interested, you can go over and try it later, but we have to buy your teaching supplies first." After saying that, Hagrid dragged the reluctant Harry in another direction.

There was also a counter here, but there were very few people gathered around it. At this time, a witch with curly hair was resting her chin in her hand and staring blankly into space behind the counter.

"Vivian! The store is so busy, what are you doing spacing out here?" Hagrid saw that his huge figure hadn't even made her come back to her senses, and couldn't help but shout at her.

"Ah…" Hearing Hagrid's voice, Vivian trembled all over as if she were a ruffled hen, and then glared over with an unfriendly expression. After discovering that it was Hagrid, she muttered unhappily, "It's Hagrid. You scared me half to death. I was simulating a game with someone in my mind. Can you please stop scaring people like that!"

"I've been standing next to you for a long time, and you haven't reacted at all," Hagrid complained speechlessly, then asked curiously, "By the way, aren't you usually at that mahjong club? Why are you free to come down to the store today? I remember Shantay was in charge of this counter before."

"Hey, don't mention it, it's all because of our unscrupulous boss!" Speaking of this, Vivian first rolled her eyes unhappily, and then babbled endlessly,

"You tell me, is it easy for me to run the mahjong club usually? Isn't it just to help the company sell more magic mahjong sets? But that bastard actually slandered me, saying that I've been slacking off all the time, and said that if I don't come down to help during the peak season, he'll move the mahjong club out of the second floor. Tell me, what kind of logic is this? As a result, I was forcibly driven down to be responsible for the new student teaching supplies counter. It's so boring!"

Harry, who was standing on the side, looked at the witch in front of him, who didn't look very old, but her mouth was like a machine gun. She spat out such a long paragraph in just a few seconds. He couldn't help but open his mouth in surprise. Is this also magic? So amazing!

Hagrid, who was next to him, couldn't help but chuckle when he saw Vivian's exasperated appearance. "Isn't that because you're usually too leisurely, leaving all the work in the store to Ibb alone? Now it's summer vacation, and there are already a lot of customers. Even Hoggle and Shantay have come to the store to help. How can we let you continue to be idle?"

"Hmph, you only know how to speak up for him. If the store is short of people, just hire them! It's not like we can't afford to pay wages. I have to say that that bastard is too stingy. He's not even willing to hire temporary workers. Otherwise, why would it be my turn, the designer, to come out in person? You have to know that my usual work is also very tiring. Playing mahjong is to collect inspiration!"

Vivian still had that indignant expression. At this time, she noticed Harry next to her, and then glanced at Hagrid. "I was wondering why you suddenly ran to the store. You're here to bring new students to shop again, right? Wait a moment."

After saying that, Vivian turned her head and rummaged through the cabinets behind her. Then she took out a pile of objects and slapped them on the counter.

"Here, all the teaching supplies you need for school are here. One copy of the textbook 'Tactical Training Studies', two sets of summer training uniforms, one set of winter training uniforms, one pair of all-terrain training boots, one induction ball, one identity badge, and one set of wilderness survival tools. All together, it's 37 Galleons. This is a special discount price for students. Thank you for your patronage!" Vivian casually placed the teaching supplies in front of Harry one by one, and then said weakly.

"Wilderness survival tools are teaching supplies needed by older wizards, Vivian. Can you please be a little more awake?" Even the always honest Hagrid couldn't help but pat his head helplessly after seeing Vivian's listless appearance.

"Oh! I forgot. Look at my brain. I feel uncomfortable all over as soon as I leave the mahjong table recently." Vivian smiled awkwardly when she saw this, and then took a small box from the counter. "It's 20 Galleons after removing the wilderness survival tools, hehe."

Seeing that the witch in front of him seemed a little unreliable, Harry could only chuckle awkwardly and take out the money from his pocket.

At this time, Vivian, who was collecting the money, accidentally glanced at the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead, and her eyes widened as if she had suddenly regained her energy. "Wait, this scar on your head… could it be that you are the Boy Who Lived, Harry Potter?"

"Uh… yes, Madam," Harry said with an awkward wry smile. Ever since he entered Diagon Alley from the Leaky Cauldron, he had found that all the wizards he met seemed to know him, but he was at a loss about it. He didn't even know how to respond to them.

"Merlin's beard, I didn't expect you to be so old. Ah… time really flies!" Vivian didn't act reserved or surprised like the other wizards who recognized Harry. Instead, she shook her head and sighed.

"Do you know me? I mean, did you know me before?" Seeing Vivian's performance, Harry couldn't help but have many thoughts. Could it be that this Madam has some connection with me, or does she know my parents?

"No… I haven't met you before, but someone I know is very close to you." Vivian chuckled, then frowned as she looked at Harry. "But why are you so thin, kid? That guy will definitely be furious when he sees this."

"Ah? Who are you talking about?" Harry scratched his head in confusion. This Madam knows someone who is very close to me? Do I still have relatives? And why did she say that person would be angry?

"Hey, you'll know when the time comes." Vivian smiled slyly, then reached out and pinched Harry's little face. "Remember to eat well after you go back. Don't be picky, or you'll suffer after school starts."

"Ok, I know," Harry's voice was distorted by the pinching on his face, but he could feel that the other party seemed to be sincerely thinking of him.

"Well, that's good. Let me help you pack your things. When you come back next time, if the store isn't busy, Auntie will teach you how to play mahjong!" Vivian smiled and took out wrapping paper to carefully wrap all the teaching supplies for Harry.

"Thank you," Harry nodded gratefully, then seemed to think of something and suddenly asked, "By the way, do you know about that 'Garden Symphony' outside the door? Will people who are close to those flower fairies become especially lucky? Will they win big prizes if they draw mystery boxes?"

"You're talking about those lights. Those are all fake. What do you mean by being favored by the flower fairies and having good luck? I guess this rumor was deliberately spread by some dog," Vivian rolled her eyes and waved her hand.

"Ah? Then why did that flower fairy choose me and blow air at me? I was clearly so far away from the cabinet?" Harry still had some hope in his heart. He always felt that that flower fairy looked very spiritual.

"Hehe, you don't understand this, do you?" Vivian smiled and put her head close to Harry's ear, whispering, "That 'Garden Symphony' in the cabinet is specially customized. The 'Gold Sniffing Charm' is enchanted in that lamp, so those flower fairies will only be close to people who have gold Galleons on them. She likes you… because you're rich!"