[HP] Amy Lee sleepwalks through Hogwarts

Amy's stay was not boring for the next month. She often went to the ice cream shop in Diagon Alley under the umbrella to write her summer homework. Boss Florin is also as enthusiastic as ever. Not only does he have a lot of insights into the burning of witches in the fourteenth century, he will give her free tutoring. He will also occasionally treat her to free ice cream, and then rubs his hands while waiting for Amy to serve the lemon chicken again. Zhao gave him a box...

This is probably considered an equivalent exchange!

Anyway, it only took a month for Amy to finish all her summer homework.

You know, Ravenclaw homework is no joke.

The next day, Amy was light from work, so she was going to pick up the charcoal balls and go for a walk around Diagon Alley, where she would also learn about the various types of brooms.

It’s the third grade when school starts again, and Amy feels like she can have her own broom.

After holding the charcoal ball in his arms and opening the door, he met an acquaintance, who even let out a small "Ah" in surprise.

Amy was also quite strange and asked: "Harry? When did you move in?"

Harry looked a little embarrassed, as if he wanted to avoid certain topics. He lowered his eyes and walked over slowly while sorting out his words. Finally, he stood in front of Amy and said, "I came here last night..." "

In the end, these were the only words that were said.

"Oh!" Amy is not a natural at gossiping. If people don't want to talk about it, just leave it alone. Even if they get to the bottom of it, it won't do much good to herself. So, why bother?

Harry breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to himself. After thinking about it for a moment, he said, "I want to go down for breakfast! Do you... want to come with me?"

"Well..." Amy really didn't want to go together. It was really because Tom's cooking skills were so mediocre, and the breakfast he made was just the same, and the taste was not complimentary.

Seeing this, Harry already thought he was rejected, nodded again, said, "Okay! Goodbye!" and turned around and went downstairs.

Amy didn't need to catch up, because they weren't that familiar at all. The biggest implication was that Harry had rescued her from the Chamber of Secrets before. But after that, they were still just acquaintances, more familiar than ordinary classmates, stranger than good friends, and they were only at this stage.

The reason is probably that Amy doesn't like Harry's character very much and feels a bit bored.

Amy went downstairs alone and asked at the bar counter, "Tom, what's the most popular thing in the kitchen today?"

"Potatoes!" After Tom replied, he pointed to the kitchen and asked her to go in and take a look.

After eating the boneless chicken feet given by Amy last time, Tom began to have great trust in Amy's cooking skills, so Amy could go to the kitchen to cook her own meals. If she is in a good mood, she will make a few more portions, and diners who smell the aroma will buy them immediately.

At this time, Harry was sitting at the table next to the bar, waiting for the pea soup and sandwiches he ordered to be served, and then watched Amy enter the kitchen on her own.

There was a different noise from the kitchen. The flames were roaring loudly, and the sound of frying was also loud. After the sound stopped, Amy brought out two plates of egg-yellow strips, which were only as thick as spaghetti, but not as long as spaghetti, and there was no sauce on them.

"I'll give you one, try it!" Amy placed one in front of Harry, then sat diagonally opposite him and began to taste the remaining one.

"Ah...thank you!" Harry seemed not to have expected it. He picked up a handful from the plate with the fork in his hand and put it into his mouth to taste without any hesitation.

Aren't you afraid of being poisoned to death?

Amy had no grudge against him, so why did she poison him?

Aren't you afraid it won't taste good?

Anything would taste better than the Dursleys' leftovers.

Anyway, Harry thought the taste of this plate was pretty good, so he chewed and swallowed it, nodded, and finally said, "It tastes good!"

Amy is used to this kind of politeness. No one will say that the food given for free is not delicious, unless the person is stupid. Just by looking at how much is left on the plate at the end, you can get a clearer idea of ​​the person's attitude towards this type of meal.

In the end, there was less than half of Harry's plate left, and he thanked Amy repeatedly and explained: "I should have been able to eat them all, but you know, the pea soup here is very large, and I also had a sandwich." , so...I'm sorry! I can't finish it."

Amy shook her head: "No need to apologize!"

Stir-fried shredded potatoes, she likes this dish, but sometimes she will have a little leftover, which she thinks is normal.

After eating breakfast, Amy went to the backyard alone. After tapping the bricks with her wand, she opened the passage to Diagon Alley.

She wanted to buy a broom and replenish potion ingredients. The latter is easier to buy, but the former requires comparing the performance of various models, so it seems more troublesome.

So, until a week later, Amy still hadn't bought the broom.

When she went to look at the broom one day, she found a cool new broom in the window, and many people crowded there to look at it.

The sign below reads the description of this broom - Fire □□. This type of broomstick represents the highest level of craftsmanship at present, and its handle is made of ash wood...

The content after the ellipsis was not within Amy's scope of interest. She thought it would be fine if the broom could fly.

There is no price at the bottom, but it says "price negotiable".

This shows that the price is beyond the budget of ordinary people, so Amy will not consider buying this broom, and she will not play Quidditch anyway.

Harry also squeezed over at this time, looking at the broom, his surprise and joy were beyond words.

Amy secretly sighed, sure enough, in the hearts of boys of this age, beautiful girls are not as attractive as the latest model of broom!

However, she didn't know "Master Ha's" family background, so she wasn't sure whether Harry would buy this hot item on impulse.

Amy didn't even say hello to Harry, so she squeezed out of the crowd and went to the bookstore. There was a large iron cage in the bookstore, with many green books stuffed inside. Every one was jumping and biting like crazy, and several of them had already been torn into pieces. The clerk had to beat the iron cage with a big wooden stick and yell at these crazy books: "Stop tearing it up! Stop it! Oh, my Merlin! Why should I buy such books? The number of damaged books has long been Far more than profit!”

Amy was easily attracted by these movements. She stretched her neck and looked carefully at the books in the iron cage, and looked at the title on the green cover - "The Monster Book of Monsters"

"I shouldn't have to buy this one!" Amy was a little gleeful when she said this.

Just by looking at the name, you can tell that this must be a designated textbook for a certain course on the protection of magical creatures. If she didn't choose this course, she wouldn't have to buy such a dangerous book.

But when I opened my book and looked at it, "The Monster Book of Monsters" was on the list.

"I wrote it wrong!" Amy guessed.

The clerk who sold the books didn't know if it was out of sales psychology, but he smiled and said to Amy: "I think it's better for you to buy all the books on the book list. Hogwarts will not make mistakes in the book list." Such a small mistake.”

Amy thought it made sense, so she pointed to the iron cage: "Get a copy for me!"

"Hmm...Okay!" The clerk's face did not show the joy after successfully selling the goods. Instead, he looked so tragic, as if he was about to go to the battlefield. Then I saw him take out a pair of thick gloves, put them on, and then put his hand into the cage...

"Ah!!! You stinky book!" The clerk's finger was clamped hard by one of the monster books, like a monster's big mouth, and it seemed that the glove was bitten through.

With sweat on his head, the clerk took out the monster book that bit his finger and immediately handed it to Amy's hand.

How could Amy just take it over? The clerk's fingers are almost bleeding, okay?

"Hmm... tie it up for me with this!" Amy happened to see a string tied with books next to her, so she took it over and handed it to the clerk.

The clerk finally took his fingers out of the monster book, cursed, tied the book tightly, and put it in Amy's arms.

"Then, I still want to..." Amy read out her book list, bought them one by one, and finally paid and went out. When I met Harry outside the door, who was about to go into the store to buy books, he still just said hello briefly and then went about his business.

As soon as the clerk looked up and saw Harry coming, he asked again: "Are you a student at Hogwarts? Do you want to buy a monster book?" Then he was about to reach into the cage again and grab a book.

"No! I already have this copy!" Harry said quickly.

When the clerk heard this, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

You won't be able to hear the next conversation because Amy has gone further and further away...