A sharp Hogwarts

"Hey, did I stay in there for so long?"

When Dalia returned to the street, it was completely dark outside.

Under the orange streetlights, Diagon Alley looks quite mysterious, with cobblestone streets extending into the distance.

"Thank God, Daria! You're finally out—"

Before Dalia could clearly see her surroundings, she was suddenly hugged tightly from the side, and Penny's hoarse and excited voice could be heard in her ears.

"Are you okay? That weird old man didn't do anything to you, right? This is really torturous. If I had known earlier, I should have gone inside with you..."

"Mom, Mom - I'm fine, but if you keep strangling me, I might suffocate."

Dalia patted Penny's arm with some effort. It was the first time she discovered that her mother was so strong.

"Hey, let me tell you, Ollivander will not hurt the little wizard."

At this moment, another rough voice came out, "Mrs. Dursley, could you please give me a chance? Harry is still waiting..."

"Hey, Mr. Hagrid, Harry?"

Dahlia turned her head and noticed that Hagrid and Harry were also on the edge of the street.

Harry was sitting on a large suitcase and looked like he had been waiting for a long time.

"How do you—"

"Ollivander's Smithy can only accommodate one wizard at a time."

Hagrid said gruffly, pointing to an inconspicuous signboard at the door of the blacksmith shop, the light on it had just disappeared.

"Every magic knife of the wizard is a secret. No one can break into the blacksmith shop before you come out - unless he wants to experience the scenery of Azkaban."

"Azkaban?" Harry raised his head curiously and asked.

"Prison in the wizarding world," Hagrid shook unnaturally and said hoarsely.

"Trust me, you'd better never know what it's like out there—"

It was obvious that Hagrid didn't seem to want to continue talking about Azkaban.

Hagrid put his palm on Harry's shoulder and was about to pull Harry into the store.

"Wait, Mr. Hagrid—"

Dalia held the box in her arms, frowning and looking at the giant in confusion.

Compared to Azkaban Wizard Prison, Dalia's focus was on the information revealed in the first half of Hagrid's words.

"You just said that wizards have... every magic knife? So - in other words, every wizard has more than just one magic knife?"

"certainly--"

Hagrid turned sideways and looked down at Dalia, shrugged and replied.

"The lower grade wizards first learn magic dishes, and the initial magic knife is more about mastering magic."

"When you grow up, you will naturally have more and more complex needs. Not everything in the world is just food at the beginning."

"Similar to the difference between a chef's knife and... a butcher's knife?"

Dalia recalled the knives she had just seen in the shop and understood instantly.

"But I don't understand. If the magic knife is used to cook magic dishes, then the butcher knife behind it is-"

"This world is quite dangerous, and the butcher's knife is a good way to deal with and resolve dangers. For example, some are good at dealing with water monsters, and some are good at dealing with fire dragons..."

Hagrid waved his hand, glanced at the increasingly gloomy sky, and explained impatiently, "These are advanced knowledge, you don't have to think about it so much now."

"Oh, we'd better get in now, or someone will come later -"

Before Dahlia could ask any more questions, Hagrid hurried into the shop while muttering, pulling Harry with him.

Just now, when Hagrid was accompanying Harry to buy clothes at Madam Malkin's Robe Shop, he happened to meet other new students at Hogwarts. He didn't want to wait another round just because of small talk.

Butcher knife?

Special effect?

How does this sound like "special attack against dragon" or "special attack against water"?

On the other side, Dalia chewed and thought about the information Hagrid had just revealed.

She knew something was not right in this magical world. From the moment she saw the magic knife, she knew everything was hopeless.

Since magical civilization is based on delicious food, the ingredients will definitely not be limited to ordinary chicken, duck, fish, beef, sheep, and vegetables that cannot scream.

So when they enter the senior year, Hogwarts may guide students to update their "equipment" and start learning skills in hunting and dismantling?

only……

Dalia followed Petunia down the cobblestone street, recalling the details in her mind.

She suddenly remembered the strange boxes she had just seen in Ollivander's shop, as well as Mr. Ollivander's panicked look.

If there are "special attacks against fire dragons", "special attacks against unicorns", and "special attacks against arthropods"...could there be something more dangerous?

for example--

"...How about this? What about this?"

"Huh? Dalia. D-Lea? D-Lea!"

At this moment, Penny's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, and Dalia suddenly came back to reality.

"Eh? What's wrong——"

"Should I ask you this? How about we find a place to rest first?"

Penny frowned, raised her hand and touched Dalia's forehead, looking at Dalia with concern.

After leaving Ollivander's Blacksmith's Shop, Dahlia has been a little distracted. At first, Petunia thought she was still immersed in excitement and confusion.

However, as time passed, Penny quickly rejected this idea - excitement and confusion would not frown, this child had obviously encountered something troublesome.

"It's okay, I was just thinking about the magic knife..."

Dalia shook her head, temporarily suppressing some of the speculation in her heart.

As Hagrid said, she has just entered the magical world.

Those more dangerous magic knives are not something she should consider for the time being. The top priority now is to successfully enroll in school.

"Well, where are we going now? Mom."

Dalia looked around and found that they were back in the busiest and noisiest main street of Diagon Alley.

Compared with the daytime when people come and go, Diagon Alley is slightly less crowded at night, but there are suddenly more stalls on the roadside.

"We...are there anything else we haven't bought?"

Dalia raised her head and glanced at the nearest store, a Quidditch boutique. There were three beautiful broomsticks in the window.

Several boys about Harry's age were lying on the window glass, staring intently at the brooms inside.

"Hogwarts doesn't allow new students to carry broomsticks - besides, I don't like flying very much -"

the most important is……

Dalia just glanced at the price tag, and the broomstick was too expensive!

Before Penny could speak, Dalia quickly looked away, raised her head and looked at her mother and said seriously.

"Mom, I know you want to buy me the best, but today's budget is too much. I bought more things that I won't be able to use for a while -"

"I know first years are not allowed to carry broomsticks at Hogwarts. I'm not going to buy one either - it's too dangerous."

Penny looked Dalia up and down, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that her daughter was no longer in a trance.

"That's right, I plan to give you an animal..." She pointed behind Dalia, "There is a magical animal store over there, why don't we go there first."

Just now while waiting for Dahlia outside, Petunia saw the owl that Hagrid gave Harry - a very beautiful snowy owl.

Although Petunia didn't like pets, she didn't want to see Dahlia without a pet and could only watch Harry's owl with greedy eyes.

Eh?pet?

Dalia turned around and discovered that there was a busy store on the other side of the street.

Magic light and shadow like neon lights rotate above the store door, and the name of the store is clearly visible at a glance - [Magic Zoo].

"Well, there are quite a few animals over there, Dalia, you can take your pick."

"But……"

Dalia frowned and thought seriously with some distress.

"The school list has a limited list of animal species, owls, toads, cats—"

Toad was the first to rule it out. Personally speaking, she wanted the owl more, but having a cat seemed to be more enjoyable for petting.

"Who said that? I remember that this is not the rule..."

As Petunia pulled Dalia across the street, she took out the shopping list from her handbag and shook it open in her hand.

She glanced at the list in her hand, nodded slightly—she remembered correctly—and continued talking.

"Oh, that's right. War pets are limited to owls, toads, and cats. But there are many choices for rare animals, including small animals with three stars and below."

"I'm mainly just wondering whether - eh?!"

Dalia frowned and was about to talk about the pain of children with difficulty choosing, when she suddenly got stuck.

"Mom - what did you just say - come on?"

Daria blinked and looked up at Penny in confusion.

Battle pet?

Rare, rare beast? !

Did she have another auditory hallucination just now? Isn't this a magical world?

and also……

Owls can still be considered birds of prey, cats... can be considered predators, but toads... why can they also be considered war pets? !