[Comprehensive] I'm so bewitching

But my hair is still black.

It wasn't until my parents and sister ran down, hugged me and kissed me that it slowly turned red again.

"Thank you, Mr. Dumbledore." Mom said almost gratefully, "You are a wise and great person. It is our honor to study in the school you manage."

They saw what happened between me and Dumbledore.

After changing my previous attitude, I was very supportive of my going to Hogwarts to study.

Even Petunia was shaken. She stood in front of Mr. Dumbledore, raised her chin, and said proudly and reservedly: "Please take care of my sister. And when she is unhappy, give her a kiss."

"My pleasure." Dumbledore smiled softly.

After dawn, Dumbledore left.

"I still have some things to do. I will ask Professor McGonagall to lead her to Lily's purchase of school supplies." Before leaving, Dumbledore said.

Mother made a basket of sweet biscuits, gave it to Dumbledore, and sent him away enthusiastically.

I went to find Snape.

I told him that I would be attending school with him soon.

After hearing this, Snape was very happy, his dark eyes sparkled: "Lily, in the future you will be proud and proud of the decision you made today!"

Seeing his happy look, I wanted to say a lot in my heart, but I forcibly held back.

Naive boy.

Why did he think that when he arrived at Hogwarts, he would be happier than he is now?

Yes, after entering Hogwarts, no one knows what his family is like.

So no one hit him?

Weird.

Snape hadn't been to school, he didn't know what it was like in school.

He is not handsome enough, has a dull and awkward personality, wears weird and bad clothes, and has poor hygiene.

I can say with confidence that before going to Hogwarts, his father was the only one who beat him.After he went, a bunch of people beat him.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at?" Snape frowned and said displeasedly.

I didn't tell him what might happen.I went up, patted him on the shoulder, and said to him: "Snape, you must work very hard, and your grades are better than everyone else's."

This way the teacher will look at him more.When others bully him, they will at least speak up for him.

"Of course!" He straightened his thin chest, with a thin blush on his face, "I will definitely!"

I felt even more sorry for him.

He thought he was great.

Who told him that there were only two wizards around him?One was his mother, a witch who had been beaten to death by an ordinary man who couldn't use magic.

One is me.She has a beautiful appearance and a happy family, but because of her kind character, she never uses her magical talent to stimulate his cute girl.

No wonder he thinks he's great.

"Hey! What's that look in your eyes?" Snape said to me, frowning.

"Snape, when are you going to go shopping?" I adjusted my expression and said to him with a smile: "Professor McGonagall, professor of transfiguration, will take me to go shopping in a few days, do you want to go with me?"

"I won't go." He raised his chin with a proud expression, "My mother will take me there."

"Then, remember to buy some good robes." My eyes moved down, and I quickly glanced at his loose old shirt, and said nonchalantly.

As his only friend, I should give him honest advice.

Snape's face flushed.He pursed his lips and stared at me with dark eyes: "Don't worry about Miss Evans!"

After speaking, he walked away.

The two legs, as thin as bamboo poles, walked fast.The baggy clothes were swished by him.

I looked at his back and couldn't help laughing.

Two days later, Professor McGonagall came to pick me up for shopping.

She wore a slim purple long dress today, which made her look beautiful and noble, exuding temperament like an elegant cat.

She bent down slightly and held out her hand to me: "Miss Evans, shall we set off now?"

I was a little shy and didn't dare to look directly at such a beautiful woman, but I still gave her my hand.

Professor McGonagall held me. Her palm was thin but strong, with a little warmth, which made me feel very secure.

"So, let's set off now." Professor McGonagall looked at my parents and said.

Dad wanted to go with us, so he asked again, "Can't we go together?" He stroked Penny's hair as he spoke.

Petunia looked at Professor McGonagall with a little longing.

Professor McGonagall pondered for a while, and said, "The wizarding world is not very friendly to Muggles."

"Muggle?" Dad was puzzled.

At this time, Petunia explained: "It means ordinary people."

Snape would sometimes call her a Muggle, with a slightly contemptuous look, very unfriendly.

"Forget it," Petunia said, "Dad, we're not going."

Mom was a little worried, but she didn't say anything.

"Muggle coins and wizarding coins are not in circulation. Five pounds for Muggles is equivalent to one galleon for wizards. Miss Evans needs to buy a wand, which is the most expensive, about seven galleons The others are not too expensive, you two can prepare coins." Professor McGonagall said directly.

Mom went to prepare coins.

The offer letter lists many items, including wands, robes, books, cauldrons, pets, and more.

So we're going to hurry up.

"Mom, I will bring you gifts." Before leaving, I waved to my mother.

My mother held my hand and said to Professor McGonagall: "Please make sure to bring my child back safely."

"It will." Professor McGonagall nodded.

After speaking, Professor McGonagall led me, took a taxi, and headed for London.

We came to a pub on the streets of London, experienced a wonderful passage, and entered the magical world.

This is a pedestrian street in the wizarding world, called Diagon Alley.

Unlike any pedestrian street I have ever seen, Diagon Alley is full of strange atmosphere.

Whether it's architectural style, people's clothing, or food and play, it's all fresh and mysterious.

No wonder Snape whispered in my ear every day.

"Let's change coins first," said Professor McGonagall.

So, we come to Gringotts, a bank run by goblins.

This bank is large in scale and brightly decorated, making it look very classy at first glance.

But to my dismay, the bank staff in charge, the leprechauns are ugly.

I always thought that fairies were very beautiful creatures, but the short and small creatures with long noses and pointed ears were not beautiful at all.

disappointment.

After changing the coins, Professor McGonagall took me to buy a wand.

It is said that the best wand shop is Ollivander's Wand Shop.

I have seen Professor McGonagall's wand for a long time, a small wooden stick with a strange shape, which can emit magic power with a wave.

"Oh, it's a pretty lady." After entering the door, Mr. Ollivander looked at me a few times, asked which hand I used to use, and then picked out a wand for me to try.

I tried a few, but none of them worked.

After the magic surged out, it was rampant in the wand, and it was a mess.

Until I came across a wand made of ivy, and when I held it, I felt a shock all over my body.The magic gushed out of me, with a cheer of joy, into the wand.

"Oh, ivy, it symbolizes anger and new life." Ollivander's voice sounded.

I didn't pay attention to his words.

I was infected by the joy of magic.Subconsciously, he turned over and spun, jumped high, and slashed down with a sword.

Immediately, a large wave of magic power gushed out from the tip of the staff, splitting the stone slab under my feet, and the crack was more than ten meters long.

The crack crawled through the wand shop and out into the street.There was a boy standing on the other side of the crack, looking down at the ripped crotch, dumbfounded.

I held my wand and looked a little awkwardly at the poor boy whose crotch I had accidentally split open.

I did not do it on purpose.

Who knew such a coincidence?He happened to be standing there, and the magic power poured out from the tip of my wand, hitting his crotch just right.

"Oh, James!" a young woman screamed, stopping beside the boy. "You, are you okay? Does it hurt? Does it hurt...?"

The boy shook his head, and he raised his eyes, looking in my direction.

I saw his face clearly.He has a head of black shiny hair, and his eyes are round and round, with golden-brown pupils.His facial features are very delicate, more delicate than most girls.

But there is a heroic spirit unique to boys in his brows, which will not confuse his gender.

"Mom, I'm fine." The boy lowered his head, his fair skin slightly flushed.

The young woman waved her wand and pointed to his crotch: "I should take you to St. Mungo's for a check."

"Hey Mom, I'm fine!" the boy interrupted loudly, stopping her very firmly.

Then the boy walked around his mother and came towards me.

"What's your name?" The boy came up to me and stood still. "Are you buying a wand? Are you a freshman at Hogwarts this year?"

I looked down at the crotch of his crotch, and saw that the ripped place had been restored, and his scarlet underwear was blocked.

"Hey!" He twisted his hips uncomfortably. "My name is James Potter. How about you?"

I raised my gaze and landed on his delicate face: "Hello, my name is Lily Evans, and I am a freshman at Hogwarts this year. What happened just now was an accident, and I didn't target you. I'm really, really sorry. Luckily you weren't hurt."

He scratched the back of his head and said with a smile, "I know, of course you didn't mean it." After a pause, he added, "No girl would do such a thing on purpose."

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Harry (calling from ten years later): Mom!Please don't kill me before Voldemort!