Chapter 3 Miss Rabbit

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

"I have asked Hagrid to set off to pick up the child."

Dumbledore took off his half-moon glasses, took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket, and carefully wiped the non-existent dust on the lenses.

Looking at Snape who was silent in front of him, Dumbledore probably guessed what Snape was thinking, but some things... really couldn't be solved by wishful thinking.

Thinking of this, he glanced at Snape inadvertently, or to be precise, at Snape's arms hidden under his long robes.

The Dark Mark.

Dumbledore knows this magic better than anyone else. This mark should have disappeared after Tom's death, but it has mysteriously existed for eleven years, although it has become very weak now...

But existence is existence, this is an indisputable fact. Perhaps this also indirectly proves one thing, Tom... has never died, or never died completely.

This year is the time for Harry to enter school again, which also means that the Boy Who Lived will finally come into everyone's sight.

All the past events appeared in front of Dumbledore one by one.

"Sev, after Harry enters school, I hope you can pay more attention to him and let him grow up as soon as possible."

On the other side, Snape's brows softened a bit unconsciously after hearing Harry's name.

However, this bit of softness is just a flash in the pan. Soon, Snape's eyes became hollow and indifferent again.

However, all of this was seen by Dumbledore. A hundred years of life experience made him know that there was no need to say anything more at this moment.

After a brief silence.

Snape rarely took the initiative to speak, "I am the Head of Slytherin. Unless he is sorted into Slytherin, I will only fulfill the responsibility of Potions Professor."

"Of course, that's enough!" Dumbledore responded with a hearty smile.

Some things really don’t need to be explained thoroughly. It’s best if each other knows everything.

"So, is this the only thing you came to see me for?" Snape's tone was as calm as ever.

"These are the list of young wizards who need guidance. There are a lot of freshmen this year. Minerva complained to me more than once about the lack of manpower."

As he spoke, Dumbledore opened the drawer on the side and took out a thick stack of bound parchment.

"You need to get these done before school starts, Filius and Pomona got the list yesterday."

"Ha!" Snape sneered as he took the list, but he still took it.

He knew better than anyone the reason for the sudden influx of so many new students into Hogwarts. It was simply that he wanted his children to form a deep friendship with the savior.

It's just those people who once fled in the face of the wind, but now they are running back in response to the wind.

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London, Foyle's Books.

The most important thing about a bookstore with a long history is its collection of books. This is almost the bookstore with the richest collection of books in London.

Someone once made statistics. If all the books in the bookstore were sorted and arranged in order, they could extend up to a terrifying 48 kilometers.

The address is located at 84-119-125 Charing Cross Road. It covers a vast area and is known as the largest bookstore in the world.

In fact, you can tell from the address number how large this bookstore is, with more than 400 daily staff members.

On the second floor of the bookstore, there is a folklore story classification area.

Ino was holding a one-inch-thick copy of "One Thousand and One Nights" and reading hard.

Over the past two years, he has developed the habit of reading.

You must know that in that fantasy world, there will always be some fables, fairy tales, folklore and other stories. There is always no harm in reading more books and accumulating more.

Sometimes just some specious foresight can often create real miracles.

As for why I chose a bookstore instead of a library.

Ah! No regular library would issue a library card to an orphan of unknown origin, not to mention that a large deposit is required to apply for a library card.

After thinking about it, prostitution in the bookstore became Ino's best choice.

Especially in a large bookstore like Foyle's, no one cares about a young boy, let alone how long he has been in front of the bookshelf.

…

‘...In the end, the princess survived successfully and married the prince, and the two lived happily ever after. ’

As a story ended, Ino rubbed his sore neck.

This is also one of the biggest disadvantages of bookstores. There are no comfortable tables and sofas for people to use.

Therefore, it is really normal to read in a bookstore and stand for an hour or two.

"One Thousand and One Nights? Books I have given up on since I was 6 years old! I didn't expect your hobby to be so unique, Mr. Liar."

A crisp voice sounded behind him, which made Ino frown. He didn't like to be disturbed while reading.

But the owner of the voice seems to be of the same age. For the sake of his own reputation and future fortune-telling income, he can't turn a blind eye.

Ino suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, turned around and said politely: "I don't think so. The age of the reader should not be used to determine the value of any book, and..."

Halfway through her words, Ino suddenly stopped and looked carefully at the girl in front of her.

Two years may be a long time, but it is not enough for him to forget those students who have divined.

As for the brown-haired dumpling in front of him, he could guarantee that this was definitely his first time meeting him. Not to mention anything else, just the two white and wide front teeth of the other party are unforgettable.

Since he is not the customer, there is no reason to be polite anymore. Thinking of this, Ino changed the topic and said sarcastically:

"Tsk, tsk, tsk! If I remember correctly, you have never asked me for divination once. Don't you think it's too hasty to come to a conclusion without verification? This... Miss Rabbit!"

"You..." The girl seemed a little embarrassed and angry when she heard this, and her fair face was also flushed. "You are so proud of criticizing other people's appearance? This is not a gentleman at all..."

However, before the other party had finished speaking, Ino seized on the language loophole and asked: "Is it very ladylike to give others nicknames casually?"

"Huh..." Hermione turned off the flames when she was attacked, and took deep breaths several times in an effort to calm down her mood.

She was furious now. This was the first time she had suffered such a big loss in an argument with her peers. However, the other party's language was so logical that she could not refute it for the time being.

"Okay, I apologize, about the nickname." Hermione's brain was spinning rapidly. Faced with the defeat, there was no need to continue to pester. After a decisive apology, she continued:

"Here is a pound. I ask you to tell me whether I will go to Winchester College or Wycombe Abbey in the future."

"Okay! Find a quiet place and I will tell you a fortune now." Ino agreed without even thinking.

Only a fool would refuse money when it comes to their doorstep.

If nothing else, entering Hogwarts in the future, not to mention the daily expenses of the school, just buying storybooks will be a huge expense.

After all, you can't find Muggle books in the Hogwarts library.

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