Professor, please pay the debt

Hermione asked Harry, "Then you should say it now, you have changed a lot this holiday."

"Well, one by one, first of all, I went on a trip and returned to England about a month ago. Dumbledore took me to visit an old friend of his, and then I went back to the Dursleys. , and then, I inherited the legacy of Sirius, that's all, as for the glasses, I think you all know about potions of vision, right?"

When Harry mentioned Sirius, Hermione and Ron glanced at each other and avoided the incident in a tacit understanding.

"What's the Sight Potion?" Hermione asked.

"It's the potion to adjust eyesight." Ron finally found a question that Hermione didn't know, so he rushed to answer excitedly.

"There's such a thing! I didn't know about it," screamed Hermione.

Harry thought Hermione was trying to say that I didn't know what Ron knew!But he wisely didn't say it.

"You know about the vision potion, but you didn't tell me." Harry was questioning Ron, because poor eyesight has always plagued the savior, and Ron knew the solution but kept silent, which is really unreasonable.

"You never asked me!" Ron replied naturally.

Harry and Hermione expressed their anger at the same time. For people who have lived in the Muggle world since childhood, myopia is a very common thing, and glasses are enough. They never thought that there would be a cure for it in the wizarding world.

Ron has already measured the size and is discussing the style of the robe with Mrs. Malkin. He insists on shortening the robe, and the hem of the robe should not exceed the knee.

But Mrs. Malkin screamed and rejected him. The wizard's robe should at least reach the calf. This is the rule!

Hermione took the ruler, but her attention was still on Harry, "Don't think you can dismiss us with a few words, where have you been? Why didn't you write to us? I recently lived in the Burrow, Mrs. Weasley talks about you every day. If Dumbledore hadn't sent a message saying that you had returned to the Dursleys' house, Mrs. Weasley would have gone out to look for you in person. She is also here today, bringing Let Ginny go to the Lihen Bookstore, and when you meet her later, you have to explain it carefully, otherwise she will hate you to death."

While Hermione was yelling at Harry, the pornographic ruler was trying to get into her shirt, and Hermione pulled it out angrily, all the while flushing.

Ron gave up the idea of ​​improving the robe, walked up to Harry and gestured between the top of his head and Harry's head with his hand, "You are actually taller than me, we have always been about the same, is this the benefit of traveling? And you got a tan, oh, take me with you on your next trip, you don't even know how miserable my summer vacation was."

"Ron, this is not something worth advocating, it's dangerous outside," Hermione said.

"Come on, I don't believe that the Death Eaters will go to Africa. By the way, did you go to Africa?"

"It's farther than Africa. In fact, I went to Asia, and it was East Asia. Okay, now that we've all chosen our clothes, let's go out. Kreacher is still waiting outside the door."

"Kreacher!"

"You actually took Kreacher out!"

They had left the robe shop, and Kreacher, like all good elves, stood at the door waiting for his master, except that he kept his eyes fixed on a kitchen shop opposite.

"Hello, Kreacher..."

He Dong greeted the elf, and Ron's face wrinkled into a ball. He thought Hermione was just asking for it.Sure enough, Kreacher gave Hermione a disgusted look, then continued to stare at the kitchenware store.

"I didn't let Kreacher speak," Harry explained.

"Oh, that's inhumane!" Hermione objected immediately.

"What do you want to hear, he must be more vicious than Malfoy," Ron yelled.

"Honestly, I don't care if people call me a Mudblood."

"Oh, don't say that, you're not."

"I am, I am indeed a Mudblood. I don't think there is any shame in it. I am also the first grader. Those pure-blood wizards who claim to be noble will never have better grades than me. I myself refute the blood A powerful proof of supremacy, and sooner or later I will make people think of Mudblood and think of good grades and smart heads, and then you will not think it is a curse word."

"Hermione!"

Harry walked over and hugged the little witch, he almost adored her!

Why should you be ashamed of your own origin? Use your excellence to remove the prejudice in people's hearts. This is brave.

Compared with Hermione, the Dark Lord tried every means to conceal his half-blood identity, which is simply a cowardly act.

Hermione was taken aback by the apparent intimacy, and she asked, "What's wrong, did I say something weird?"

"It's a wise saying! I'm going to engrave it," said Harry.

"Oh, come on, let her go, it's not good for you to hug each other on the street."

Ron pulled Harry away a little rudely, trying to drag him forward.Harry stopped him, "Wait Ron, I have to go to the kitchenware store across the street. Kreacher needs to buy something."

"Kreacher needs it?"

"Yes, Kreacher wants a new pan, the old one is leaking..."

Ron's head wandered between Harry and Kreacher a few times before he asked Harry in a sharp tone, "No wonder Kreacher followed you out, so you bribed him with a frying pan."

"Ron! Harry is right to do this, wizards should treat elves better..." Hermione turned to Harry again, "but this is not enough, you should pay Kreacher a salary and give him time off. "

"Haven't you given up throwing up yet?"

Hermione has always regarded herself as the protector of elves' rights, but she didn't notice that Kreacher looked at her not only with disgust but with resentment.

"That's not vomiting..."

While arguing, they walked into the kitchenware store across the street. Kreacher picked out an iron pan and refused to leave in front of the stack of biscuit tins. Harry thought of the butter cookies that Kreacher made by himself.

So it was all bought, an act of generosity that endeared Kreacher to the point where when Hermione tried to talk to Kreacher again, he didn't even glare at her.

Then they went to the pooping owl store and bought a lot of owl snacks. Hedwig stayed at the Burrow for the whole summer vacation, and according to Ron, she was a little depressed.Harry bought another mouse toy as an apology for Hedwig.

Well, he has learned his lesson and no longer despises any species, including elves and owls. Maybe this range will be expanded. Maybe one day he will be willing to bow to a Furbillo caterpillar, Merlin!

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Oops, the foreplay may be a bit too long, I will write as soon as school starts, and then let the professor and Harry fall in love and kill each other