Despite losing ten points to him the day before, the Weasley brothers were still the ones who cheered the loudest when the students were informed at breakfast that they were going to a pet rescue center this weekend.

Anthony originally planned to go to the nearest botanical garden first, but the park told him that if the school's visit date was postponed, the botanical garden could arrange suitable guides for them. The person in charge of the park also asked Anthony to convey his greetings to Professor Sprout in his reply, implying that he had some connections with the Herbal Society of the British Wizarding World. This really relieved Anthony.

So he settled for the next best thing and decided to change London, which he was most familiar with, into the first group to set off for practical activities.

Meet in the square of Hogsmeade village at nine o'clock in the morning? Angelina leaned over and read, Why Hogsmeade?

Another student who received the notice had a syrup pie in his mouth and said vaguely: The professor said that we have to go directly from Hogsmeade to Diagon Alley.

Angelina poured herself a glass of pumpkin juice and wondered: If Diagon Alley leads directly to Hogsmeade, why do we have to come from King's Cross every year?

Maybe the professor knows some secret passage. Brother Weasley said expectantly.

Except for two students who were seven or eight minutes late, everyone arrived at the meeting place on time. Anthony finished counting the list and led the students along the cobblestone path.

Even though this group of third and fourth year students had already received permission to visit, this was obviously their first time visiting Hogsmeade with their professor.

Everyone was chirping behind him and looking around excitedly, as if they had never seen him before. Some were discussing whether they could go to a certain store when they came back, while others opened their small bags to show off their thorough preparations to their classmates: water glasses, sunglasses, umbrellas, notebooks, wallets, and three stuffed pumpkins wrapped in parchment paper. Pie, from the breakfast that just ended.

Professor Anthony! Honeydukes' clerk was waiting outside the door early. Good morning, ladies and gentlemen. Have a sweet day like candy!

Good morning. Anthony smiled and nodded to him.

Because of frequent visits to Honeydukes, the store employees already know him. When he asked if he could borrow the cargo passageway connecting them to Diagon Alley, the store owner agreed without hesitation. He just asked all students to promise not to eat the candies they transported along the way.

Or, if you can't help but eat, you have to pay. The owner added with a smile at the time.

When the clerk opened the back door of the warehouse and revealed a small tin train filled with various candies, everyone couldn't help but wow.

Anthony couldn't help but pull over the clerk with a proud smile: Are you usually so lucky?

Of course, of course. The clerk looked around and whispered, But the commonly used freight trains are larger.

In other words, regular freight trains don't bring students that close to candy within easy reach.

Anthony said: Please convey my admiration to the shop owner. He looked at the students discussing the new products on the first carriage and sighed, He really has it.

As a frequent visitor to Honeydukes, he could tell at a glance that the car was definitely not a regular freight product. Unless Honeydukes suddenly decided to open a tasting corner at the Diagon Alley branch, it's hard to explain why each carriage is stocked with a small selection of all types of candy.

Get in the car, classmates. Anthony greeted, I repeat, remember to pay for candy. Please plan your pocket money carefully and reasonably.

Anthony counted the number of people again, and after confirming that it was correct, he signaled to the clerk that the car could be started. The clerk waved to the Hogwarts group who were soaked in the sweet fragrance, pulled down the operating lever next to the door, and the train started clanging.

As Anthony said in class, wizards' trains are powered by magic, and the reason why the Hogwarts Express emits steam is purely because the designers love ritual.

He stood up against the swaying wall and smiled at the students in the same carriage as him: Since we are close, let's start with us first.

Anthony opened the bag and took out a bag of money...

Under the wide-eyed gaze of the students, he gave each of them three pounds: Some activity funds, use them well. Do you all recognize them?

No problem, professor. said the student who took the coin. They touched the Muggle coins with great interest, looked at the Queen's portrait on the front, turned it over to the back and began to compare the differences between the images assigned to each person.

That's good, because I won't be helping you calculate discounts and change money all the time. Anthony said, taking out another pile of parchment from his bag and looking down.

One person diverted his attention from the coin and looked at it curiously: What is that?

Anthony looked up and smiled: Do you remember the last question of the last test?

Design yourself a set of Muggle clothing suitable for the season? Another student thought, Wait, Professor...

Anthony nodded approvingly: That's right. He waved his wand and touched the student's clothes - he sighed for the umpteenth time that transfiguration is really a very convenient magic - and the student was stuffed into a pullover sweater. Matching it is a pair of denim trousers and a pair of black leather shoes.

Professor Anthony... he pleaded amidst the laughter of others.

Anthony asked: Is it hot?

The student pulled at the collar of his sweater and whispered, A little.

Anthony nodded: The season is right, sir. Come to me with a new plan when you get off the train.

Yes, Professor.

Soon, people in the carriage were wearing short-sleeved T-shirts, knitted cardigans and dresses.

Anthony opened the carriage door: Okay, ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy the rest of the journey. He still had several students in the carriages who needed to dress up.

When he opened the door, the Weasley twins were trying to figure out whether their remaining pocket money would be enough to buy each of them a Sizzling Bee. They were very interested in this candy that was said to be able to lift one's feet off the ground, and felt that there must be some interesting magic in it, and it was very suitable for being slightly transformed.

Beside them, students who packed pumpkin pies were unceremoniously grabbing handfuls of candies into the bag, proud that they had brought out all their pocket money.

I don't usually buy this much...Professor?

Anthony opened the bag and handed out the money while repeating the instructions he had already given, to spend wisely and so on.

While he was looking down at the test answer sheet, the Weasley twins sat on the left and right next to the classmate who brought the notebook, wanting to know what the exchange rate between pounds and galleons was.

Anthony showed them the afros that the brothers had designed for themselves, and the two of them confirmed without hesitation that this was how they wanted to look, and as they wished, they wore two red-haired clouds that were bigger than the fluffy marshmallows in the cabinet next to them. .

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