[HP] Hogwarts students

My darling put away the wand, paid the money and left the wand shop.

When I arrived at Madam Malkin's robe shop, Dad had been waiting there for a long time.

"Finally bought the wand?" Dad said, looking at me with a smile, sitting on a low stool in the shop with his arms full of books and utensils.

I stuck out my tongue, quickened my pace and came to the store, greeted Mrs. Malkin familiarly, and stood on the footstool to wait for the measurement.

"Dad, I just met a new friend." I raised my hands and asked the witch in charge of the measurement to pin up the black robe to measure my length. "We made an appointment for a while to go to Florin's Cold Drink Shop."

Dad changed his sitting position and snorted through his nasal cavity: "I think I guessed... It's the boy from the wand shop, right? You want me to accompany you to the soda shop later?"

"Oh...not..." I said hesitantly, turning around and leaving my back to him, "I mean...please help me take the things back, I will come out of the cold drink shop in a while, Take the subway home by yourself."

Daddy choked and raised his voice, "What are you talking about, Kelly? Do you know how many blocks it's been to get home from here? You're only 10 years old!"

"Eleven! Daddy! Eleven!" I corrected him in a high-pitched voice, startling the witch next to me and nearly driving a pin into my flesh.She kept apologizing to me, and I lowered my volume embarrassingly: "Ed is only 11 years old, but he can ride a bike to the park by himself, and then ride back before evening."

"Oh...Kelly, cute." Dad laughed when he heard this, "You don't really think Ed went alone, do you? You know, every time he goes out, his mother will Drive and follow."

What?I thought it was because his mother happened to be out shopping!I suddenly had no words to refute, and after Mrs. Malkin gently said to me: "It's enough, dear." After that, I jumped off the low stool sullenly.

My new friend Harry is shopping alone, and although Hagrid is by his side, it doesn't look like they're related!

I don't want my new friends to think that I'm a little pest who just clings to mom and dad!

"Okay, okay." Dad said helplessly, stretching out a hand to hold me, "I promise you, I will never talk too much after I go in, okay? Just the two of you, chatting between children. "

This promise eased my heart a little bit. You must know that what I dislike the most is that my father always interferes in my making friends!I pouted and nodded, and followed Dad all the way to Florin's.

Through the transparent glass window, I saw Harry sitting on the bar stool holding a Big Mac ice cream, licking the top vanilla ice cream ball bit by bit, while Hagrid took a super-large glass of ice cream drinking.

I took my father's hand and entered the store excitedly, and waved to Harry: "Harry! I'm coming!" He looked up and saw me, and greeted me happily.

Dad asked for a glass of iced orange juice, and asked for no extra sugar; I ordered a Big Mac like Harry's, except that the ice cream ball on the top was replaced with strawberry flavor.

"Let me introduce you." I sat next to Harry with an ice cream, and my dad sat next to Hagrid. "This is my dad, this is Harry, Harry Potter, and this is Hagrid."

"Harry Potter?" Dad's expression was very strange, but under my gaze, he didn't say anything else, but shook hands with little Harry.

Facing Hagrid, Dad's expression became more relaxed, and both of them laughed, hugged and patted each other on the back.

"Long time no see, Hagrid!" Dad said with a smile, "How is Fang?"

"Great! Jack, great! Didn't expect you to have a baby too, how are you doing?" Hagrid laughed loudly, and he nearly crushed the juice glass.

Harry and I looked at each other, neither seemed to expect this to happen, so I leaned into Harry's ear and asked, "Harry, who the hell is Hagrid?"

"He's the Keeper of the Keys at Hogwarts, and the Gamekeeper," Harry whispered to me in the same voice, keeping his eyes on me.

"Wow!" I exclaimed, "So he's from Hogwarts. No wonder my dad knows him... Speaking of which, maybe my dad is still friends with your parents."

Harry's expression suddenly became very complicated, a little sad and a little expectant.And Dad broke his promise by interjecting between us: "You're not wrong, Carrie. I've met and spoken to Harry's parents, but I'm not theirs." friend."

Harry turned his head back, with unconcealable disappointment in his eyes, his lips murmured to say something, but he held back. "You look like your father, but you have eyes like your mother," said Dad again, but he stopped talking to Hagrid once more.

Harry lowered his head and licked the ice cream in silence, while I received Dad's warning look and dared not bring up the subject again.I thought about it, and handed the ice cream in my hand to Harry: "Do you want to try my strawberry ice cream?"

Harry was caught off guard by the ice cream I stretched out and hit his nose, and there was a little pink ice cream on the tip of his nose. He was a little dazed, and I couldn't help laughing, so I took out my handkerchief to help him wipe it off.

"By the way... where do you live? We can hang out together before school starts." I threw the handkerchief on the table and ate the last bite of the strawberry flavor.

"I live in Little Whinging, Surrey, 4 Privet Drive." Harry answered me seriously as if he had finally recovered, and ate the last bite of the egg roll in his hand.

I thought about it, I'm not particularly proficient in geography, but I know that Surrey is still very close to my small town, so I got emotional: "Great! Then we can spend the next month together." Go out and play, I will take you to my secret base!"

"Of course! I'll write you the phone number, and we can call when the time comes, okay?" Harry also became excited with me. When he laughed, his eyes were crooked, and the green pupils shone with light. I I think his mother should also be a big beauty with green eyes.

I happily accepted his home phone number and made an appointment with him to call him this Saturday.Under my father's third urging, I said goodbye to them reluctantly, and was dragged out of the cold drink shop by my collar by my father, still turning around and waving to Harry.

On the way home, I asked Dad, "Why aren't Harry's parents here today?" "His parents are dead," Dad replied, "They were real heroes."

"Oh! Poor Harry." I said, although Harry's parents are heroes, but the end of death is inevitable. If it were me, I would definitely not accept it. I would rather my parents were not heroes.

Thinking of this, I held my father's hand tighter, half of my body was walking step by step with him, and suddenly I remembered something: "Wait a minute...Harry Potter... Could it be that Dad, you told me before?" That...the story of the savior?!"

"That's right." Dad looked down at me, and the tin pot on his back collided with each other and made a ping-pong sound, "I thought you knew it a long time ago. Before you were seven years old, this story was a must-have for you before going to bed." Get ready."

That's because I thought it was just a bedtime story!Like Snow White, Cinderella, or something out of the tales of Beedle the Bard!And who would have thought that the savior in the savior story is by my side?

My expression began to become very weird, I began to imagine Snow White, Cinderella and Harry were all around me, singing, dancing, laughing and making noise, but this scene was too weird, I quickly shook my head This scene pops out of my brain.

When my dad and I got home, it was already evening.The strange thing is that my mother hasn't cooked yet, the living room and dining room are dark, and there is no movement.

"Judy?" Dad called, wondering too, and putting all the bags, big and small, in the glove box.After turning on the light, we found my mother sitting in the corner of the sofa with a mysterious smile on her face, surrounded by a pile of magic products she used in Ilvermorny.My dad and I looked at each other and felt something was wrong.

Dad approached cautiously, and just about to say something, he suddenly saw a letter spread on Mom's lap.

"This... this is?!" Dad's eyes widened suddenly, he grabbed the letter paper in shock, and read it all at a glance, "How could this happen?!"

"Oh, yes, yes, Hogwarts students," said Mom happily, "Kelly has an invitation from Ilvermorny, too."