94 hp Diagon Alley

When he came over, he still vented his anger on the steak, and Tonks watched it with great interest for a while.

The next day was a dark, overcast day.Harry and the Weasleys stopped in front of the Leaky Cauldron in a special Ministry of Magic car.

Gwen saw them all rushing straight for the fancy joke shop, where Mrs Weasley was gaping at the brilliant poster.Her lips moved silently, silently reciting the words: Constipation Ren. "They'll be murdered in their beds!" she whispered.

After a while, they came out from inside.Gwen thought they wouldn't pass by Ollivander's wand shop, after all the Weasleys hadn't needed a new wand for their children for several years.But when she sent away a Hogwarts freshman and wrote to Mrs. Longbottom again that Neville's father's old wand really couldn't be repaired, the old bell on Ollivander's door rang out. With a loud noise, a group of people and a huge figure squeezed in.

A plump witch stepped forward quickly and took Gwen into her arms, touching her up and down—this reminded Gwen of George's comforting movements.

"My dear boy, you must be terrified. You have to hold a store by yourself - I told George eight times that you should come and live with us at the Burrow." Mrs. Weasley said excitedly, clapping up and down as usual Pat Gwen, "You little kids can't take care of yourselves, look you're skinny again—"

Mr. Weasley patted his wife on the shoulder before Gwen had time to greet them. "Thank you, Molly. But Tonks has been staying in the shop almost at night, and I'm fine. And someone has to sell wands."

Molly seemed to think that Gwen was forcing a smile, and she wanted to pack her up and take her back to the Burrow immediately, and feed her seven times a day.She barely let Gwen go without Mr. Weasley's reassurance.

"Honey, we're short on time," Mr. Weasley reminded.

Mrs. Weasley looked at a list anxiously after hearing the words, "I think we'd better go to Madam Malkin's robe store first, Hermione needs a new robe, Ron's school uniform is short, and a lot of his wrists are exposed , and Harry will definitely need new clothes too, you're growing too fast - well, let's go, everyone -"

"Molly, it's not appropriate for us all to go to Mrs. Malkin's robe store." Mr. Weasley said, "It's better to let the three of them go with Hagrid, and we can go to Lihen Bookstore to buy everyone's textbooks." , okay?"

"We still need to polish the wand," said Hermione, looking suddenly at Ron and Harry, and the two boys nodded cooperatively.

"I don't know what to do," said Mrs. Weasley annoyed. She was clearly torn between wanting to get the shopping done quickly and keeping everyone together. "Hagrid, what do you think—?"

"Don't worry, they'll be fine with me, Molly." Hagrid reassured, waving his palm as big as a trash can lid smartly.Mrs. Weasley didn't seem entirely relieved, but kept everyone apart.She followed her husband and Ginny to rush to the Lichen Bookstore, while Harry, Ron, Hermione and Hagrid stayed in the wand shop temporarily.

Ollivander's cramped environment was too stuffy for Hagrid, so he told Harry that he was waiting for them outside the door without much hesitation.

Gwen summoned a piece of soft cloth with the Flying Charm, and let it automatically give the trio's wands an unnecessary polish.

"Don't make me cry." Gwen looked at the three of them warningly, "And don't comfort me, I'm working now."

Harry and Hermione were at a loss for what to say.Ron scratched his hair for a long time before choking out a sentence, "Oh, Fred and George didn't give me a discount. I'm their biological brother. These two penny-pinchers in dragon skins."

Gwen burst out laughing, Hermione and Harry giggled, and the dimly lit wand shop was rarely filled with laughter.

"We wanted to chat with you about Mr. Ollivander, but we didn't have much time," said Hermione, wiping away tears.

"According to my family tree." Gwen took out a wooden board from nowhere, as if she wanted to check it at any time, and bluntly reported that he was safe, "He is still alive." Gwen pointed to a thick line above her name. Olive Branch said.

All three breathed a sigh of relief.Gwen wanted to remind Harry about the twin cores, but felt that telling him would only add to the annoyance.So she lowered her voice, "About this matter, we can talk about it after we return to school—for example, the old place above the Galleon." Gwen understands the concept of the Ministry of Magic personally sending a car to escort Harry, so she doesn't want to talk about it What more can I say in Jiaoxiang.

At this moment, Ron saw something through the window of the wand shop: "Harry, am I dazzled? How are Malfoy and his mother sneaking around?"

A few seconds later, he walked to another window, and there was only one figure left in the scene just now. "Looks like he dumped his mother," said Ron.

Harry said nothing.He is thinking nervously.Narcissa Malfoy herself certainly wouldn't want to let her precious son out of her sight.Malfoy must have worked hard to get out of her grasp.Harry knew and hated Malfoy so much, he knew that nothing good was going to happen here.

He looked over his shoulder. Outside the glass window, Hagrid was standing with his back to them, monitoring the street.

"Quick, get in." Harry said, pulling out his Invisibility Cloak from his bag.

"Oh—is this all right, Harry?" Hermione asked, looking hesitantly in the direction of Mrs. Weasley at the Ridge Bookstore.

"Come on!" said Ron. "Gwen, cover us."

She hesitated for a second, then quickly shook her wand and opened the secret back door of Ollivander's shop, "Go from here, I will remember to come back from here later!"

Then somehow, Gwen made Ollivander's dirty glass even more foggy.She stared at Hagrid's back, and began to wonder why Draco Malfoy was walking in the direction of Knockturn Alley.

The last throb before school starts

It had been more than ten minutes since the trio of the Invisibility Cloak sneaked out, and Gwen could see Hagrid turning around from time to time to check their situation through the foggy window.

This was probably the third time this year that she regretted that she hadn't studied magic well, especially transfiguration—if Professor McGonagall was here, she would definitely be able to conjure Harry, Ron, and Hermione with a chair.And Gwen could only talk to himself and pretend to refill tea for a few people, and three dark figures stood there, repeating "No, thank you." and "Haha, really" in Ron's voice like puppets. ?".

Hagrid looked into the room twice in ten seconds, and Gwen was sure he must have been suspicious, after all, the three strange shadows barely moved.She was already thinking about what excuse to use to get Hagrid's attention.

"George, George, darling!" Gwen ducked behind the wand shop counter and pulled out the extendable ears from her pocket. "Emergency! I need you to help me stall for time - at least 5 minutes." While looking anxiously at the back door.

Just when Hagrid's hand touched the doorknob and the bell on Ollivander's door made a shocking ding-dong, Gwen's long-awaited voice came from outside the door.

"Hi, Hagrid." George greeted cheerfully.

"Fred? Or George?" Hagrid asked slightly puzzled, and his hands paused.

George jumped up and hooked Hagrid's high shoulders with his long arms, "It's me, George. Mom was there just now, so it's not convenient for me to find you." Then he whispered into Hagrid's ear mysteriously. said something.

"Really?!" Hagrid exclaimed in surprise in his low timpani voice. "Show me that poor little guy."

"It hasn't hatched yet." George took out something from his jacket pocket and handed it to Hagrid furtively. "We would have liked to keep ourselves in the joke shop, but it was a bit of a hassle."

"Of course it's troublesome!" Hagrid carefully held the two things in his hands, and exhaled joyously from his nose, "Its singing will make those who hear it lose their minds...only if they are cast with the Silencing Curse... People have to obtain a license before they can raise them, and they need to be enchanted every month." Through a door, Gwen could feel Hagrid's love for him.

George patted Hagrid's arm generously, "Old Chuck said they were orange or pink."

"If you're still at Hogwarts, I'll give Gryffindor a point." Hagrid was shaking his beard happily, "Look at this, brightly patterned eggshell, at least it's only lime green. "

George sounded stuck. "Well, put it away before I regret it, Hagrid."

Hagrid let out a whirring voice, "Of course you will regret it, what a beautiful color. Good boy, George, I always thought you and Fred had a bright future..."

Finally, with the click of the back door, three people wearing invisibility cloaks squeezed into the wand shop in a panic.

Ron and Hermione had been arguing, and Gwen could only ask Harry in a low voice what they had seen.

"Malfoy ordered something at Borgin Burke," whispered Harry, too. "He's got something to fix... and another thing he wants the store to keep for him..." That's all he had time to say , was interrupted by Hagrid.

"Forgive me, George, Harry and the others have been here long enough." A huge hand pushed open the door.The half-giant Hagrid was visibly relieved to see Harry and the others inside, and then urged them to leave the wand shop and hurry to Madam Malkin's robe shop to buy new clothes.

After a few little wizards said goodbye briefly, the bell rang again, and George