The Mightiest Aurors of Hogwarts

Aesop was carrying nearly ten bags and said helplessly: "I've visited meteorological museums in five or six cities today, how can you still have energy for shopping?"

Anna Munro smiled and hung a paper bag on Aesop: "Don't think about sneaking away, this is what we agreed before. I will help you put the sadness potion on the execution platform, and you will accompany me to play in the Muggle world for a day. .”

"You have maxed out one of my cards." Aesop looked at the shopping bag of big-name clothes he was carrying. He was not heartbroken about the money, but it meant that they had visited at least a dozen large shopping malls. .

"I didn't expect that Muggle clothes are so much better-looking than ours. Compared with these, the latest styles from the Fengya Wizard Clothing Store are not good-looking." Although she is a witch, it is obvious that as long as she is a woman, she is interested in good-looking clothes. There is no resistance.

Of course, you will never be tired while shopping.

Aesop sighed: "What's the point of buying so many clothes? You spend 90.00% of the time wearing these doll pajamas anyway."

The ears of Anna Rabbit's pajamas jumped in protest: "I can wear it, but I can't live without it."

Aesop smiled bitterly. His hard-earned vacation was completely ruined. He would never agree to such a request next time.

"Okay." Anna clapped her hands and looked at the shops in the Muggle mall with nostalgia.

Aesop finally breathed a sigh of relief, the miserable day was finally over.

"Let's go to the next one now!" Unexpectedly, Anna was still full of energy. "Let's take the previous subway. It's really cool."

Damn, are you still coming? !

While there was no one in the subway passage, Aesop quickly stuffed the things Anna bought in the last mall into the pocket that had been casted with a traceless stretching spell - perhaps, this was one of the few advantages wizards had over Muggle men.

"I didn't know before that Muggles actually built such a magnificent building under our feet." Obviously, Anna, who had a rare vacation, was extremely happy. "Of course, those weather satellites are even cooler."

"Aesop, you said that if I buy a weather satellite to help me study weather conditions, will it help me improve my weather spell?" The Ravenclaw witch known as the Weather Queen suddenly said, "But this Could it be a violation of confidentiality laws?”

"It's not illegal if it's not discovered." Aesop, who finally had his hands free, was in a better mood. At least before he reached the next shopping mall, he got rid of the fate of being a shelf.

Anna rolled her eyes: "You are an Auror."

Aesop straightened his crooked tie in front of the subway glass: "So if I want to do anything that violates the "Confidentiality Act", I will do it while I'm on vacation."

"Then you can arrest yourself after you go to work."

"Bullshit, the one who violated the "Confidentiality Act" is me when I'm on vacation, it's nothing to do with me when I'm at work."

"Can I use this excuse against you? It seems that I still owe you a sum of Galleons." Anna laughed. "The one who owes you money is me who is studying at Hogwarts, and who is imprisoned and working in the Ministry of Magic." thing?"

She suddenly noticed that Aesop had become quiet.

Following Aesop's line of sight, he saw a father and son waiting for the subway in the corner.

"Wizard?" Anna was a little unsure. She did feel the magic fluctuations, but the probability of seeing a wizard in a Muggle subway station was really low.At least, this is my first day taking the subway.

According to the principle of the Statute of Secrecy, wizards should actively avoid areas where Muggles gather - there is no doubt that airports and subway stations all meet the definition of dense areas.

Aesop nodded, a wizard father and his squib son to be precise.

"Dad, I still think flying broomsticks are more fun. When can I make the broom fly?" The tiger-headed little boy held his father's hand, "Charlie and the others can already fly, only I..."

It can be seen that the father and son are quite familiar with the rules of the Muggle world, at least their clothes are not out of place here.

After hearing his son's words, the wizard's father's eyes were obviously red. There was no way he could tell his son - Arthur, you will never be able to ride a broomstick to chase those friends in your life.

"Come on, son." After a long time, he only squeezed out two words in his throat.

It was indeed fast. Arthur had never shown any talent as a wizard since he was a child, and everyone thought he was a squib.But no one wanted to tell Arthur this cruel news. After all, the child was so eager for magic.

But this matter can't be hidden for long. Arthur is ten years old this year. By September next year, when he waits for the owl at Hogwarts but gets nothing, he will understand that he has been with him for the rest of his life. The magic is gone.

"Arthur," the wizard father pointed to the subway glass in front of him, "Look, Muggle magic is actually very convenient. Do you want to..."

Perhaps it would be a good choice to let him adapt to life in the Muggle world in advance.

If his child really couldn't become a wizard, he would rather send Arthur to the Muggle world.The wizard's father had seen many Squibs, and after discovering that his Arthur was probably also a Squib, he became even more concerned about this group.

He discovered that most of the squibs in the wizarding world were paranoid and dark guys.Paranoia is caused by asking for and not getting. They have longed for magic all their lives but cannot have their own wand; and when they see other wizards using magic unscrupulously, dark emotions naturally breed with jealousy.

——No, Arthur must not be allowed to live like this.On the other hand, the squibs I met in the Muggle world had let go of the past, so their mentality was relatively peaceful.

But even after thinking it over, the wizard father still couldn't speak to Arthur - he was so eager to ride a broomstick, he was so eager to enter Hogwarts.

"Dad, tell me which house I will be sorted into. Charlie and the others said Hufflepuff is not good, but I want to be sorted into that house like you."

Aesop patted the little boy on the shoulder: "Good luck to you, little wizard, the future Hufflepuff."

The sudden change shocked the father and son. They did not want their conversation to be heard by Muggles.

But after hearing Aesop's words, they knew that they just met a wizard who likes to take the subway as much as they do.

"Thank you, sir, but..." the wizard's father sighed. He was afraid that if he gave Arthur too much hope now, he would be even more disappointed next year.

"Don't worry, Arthur just didn't show his magic power. Maybe it's just because his level of controlling magic power is better than that of ordinary little wizards." Aesop said with a smile.

What the wizard father wanted to say was interrupted by Anna: "You should trust him. He is a professor at Hogwarts. He is more authoritative than you in judging who can enter the school."

The wizard's father's body trembled obviously, which was a sign of excessive excitement.Yes, although everyone thinks that their little Arthur is a squib, but what if?