Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

"Yes, but we all call him Sir. "

The house-elf explained.

"But why use rotten food that?

Is normal bad?"

"Because the ghosts basically have no sense of taste.

Rotten and spoiled food will taste greater, so they will like it.

Because it gives them a taste of some food. "

Braun explained in due course.

The house-elves also kept nodding their heads.

"Yes, basically every few decades we have to prepare.

To be honest, it's not that easy.

Because the food will still be disposed of by us after the banquet.

And it's easy to make the kitchen stink. "

After wandering around the kitchen with the house-elves for a while.

Braun felt like the time was almost up.

So he pulled Ron, who was still a little reluctant, and left.

"Hey, I've seen enough of that. And some cakes are almost baked!"

"You'll have time to eat cake later.

Now follow me to the principal's office. "

"Go, Principal's Office? why?"

Ron asked nervously.

Braun rolled his eyes:

"In all of Hogwarts, only the Headmaster's Office is connected to Floo.

Where can I go if I don't go to the principal's office?"

"Good morning! Hermione!"

Passing by the Gryffindor lounge, Braun greeted.

"Good morning, what are you going to do?"

Hermione asked curiously.

"Go buy Ron a wand. Don't worry just yet. We didn't sneak out. We've told the principal that we're going to go to the principal's office to borrow Floo. "

Braun choked Hermione's words.

"Okay, go early and come back early!"

"Yes! The temperature is just right to taste!"

Braun said as he pulled out a piece of cake out of nowhere.

Then he waved his hand and pulled Ron on the upper floor.

"You said it wasn't baked!"

Ron said disapprovingly, looking around Braun's body.

Want to find out where the cake is.

"Yes, but these were given to me by the house-elves when I left. Don't you want a wand?"

"Okay, okay. "

Ron withdrew his hand and followed Braun.

"Password!"

A stone statue with sharp horns stood in front of the door.

"Cockroach pile!"

Braun replied casually.

The stone statue jumped to the side.

The big mouth with sharp teeth yawned.

He closed his eyes in a daze.

I really don't understand why the stone dozes off.

Braun kept this doubt to himself.

Push open the door.

Dumbledore was sitting at the table eating breakfast.

He was also wearing pure white pajamas.

He wears a hat with a ball on it.

He wears a pair of woolen socks on his feet.

It's kind of funny.

"Good morning gentlemen. Would you like to eat a little together.?"

"No, thank you, Professor. We're here to borrow the fireplace. "

Braun said.

"Okay. Go early to the morning meeting. "

Dumbledore said as he fed Phoenix Fawkes some breadcrumbs.

"Diagon Alley!"

Ron sprinkled some Floo powder in the fireplace.

The same goes for Braun.

Sprinkle in the Floo powder, wait until the flames turn green, then stand in and say where you want to go.

"Ahem!"

Braun coughed a few times.

He choked on the flames of magic.

I was still coughing when I walked out of the public fireplace.

It took a while to feel comfortable.

"It's not bad, at least it's better than a portkey. "

Braun said.

"It's just too easy to get dirty, and the price of Floo powder is a bit expensive. "

Ron patted his clothes and said.

"Alright, let's not delay. Hurry up and get out. I sensed that the old wizard on duty was getting a little impatient. "

Braun pulled Ron and whispered.

Because it's not the day of school.

So Diagon Alley is a lot colder.

And it's only past eight o'clock at the moment, and many shops haven't opened yet.

"Uncle Foley, didn't you say you'd come and pick us up?"

"There. "

Braun gestures to Mr. Foley, who is eagerly talking to an old wizard.

Mr. Foley apparently saw the two Brauns as well.

After saying goodbye to the old wizard, he walked over.

"Let's go, let's go to the store and wait for a while. It will be a little while before Ollivander opens. Honestly, I didn't expect you to come so early. "

Mr. Foley mutters a few words before leading the two to the Foley Potion Shop.

"Uncle Foley, my dad ......"

Ron couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing. Fined three months' wages.

Thankfully, I was able to remove most of the magic from the car.

Otherwise, those few Traceless Stretching Spells alone would be enough for your dad to drink a few pots. "

Mr. Foley pours Ron a glass of hot milk and says. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Don't be so reckless next time.

As for what you said about the platform not being able to get by, I also investigated who should have cast the spell at the time.

The door was blocked.

Because things happen for a reason.

So the Ministry of Magic will not punish you and that friend of yours. "[]

So says Mr. Foley.

Ron was relieved by those words.

After a week of worrying, I finally felt at ease.

Wait until after nine o'clock.

The Ollivanders Wand Shop opens.

The three of them passed.

"Bell bell bell ......"

The doorbell that opened the door made a crisp sound.

"Braun, the heart tendon of the oak eleven-inch dragon. A very strong wand.

How's the maintenance?"

Ollivander was a little surprised, but said as usual.

"Very nice sir," Braun said, pulling out his wand.

"I wax it every day. "

Ollivander took it and looked at it with satisfaction:

"Your wand is very happy, and it seems that he has chosen you as its master, and he is very happy.

Remember, the wand is the wizard's best friend, so treat him well. "

"I will, sir!"

Braun said, taking his wand.

"And what are you here for?

Repair kits?

I feel like your wand is well maintained, and there's no need to spend money on all that flashy stuff. "

"It's for, my nephew. "

Mr. Foley pulls Ron out from behind him.

"Oh, I really haven't seen it. I don't think you've ever bought a wand from me.

Still.

Redhead, needless to say, must be from the Weasleys.

I remember a little girl who came here this year, and I remember her wand being purple shirt wood and unicorn feathers.

That being said, the Weasleys seem to have a preference for the core of the unicorn feather. "

"Yes, sir. I used to use my brother's wand, but then it broke. "

Ron said with some embarrassment.

It seems that it is a shame for a wand to break.

"It's okay kid. Wand chooses wizard. Here you can find your partner. "

Ollivander reassured.

"Come on, let me give you a measurement. "

Ollivanders expertly pulled out a tape measure.

After measuring, three wooden boxes were taken out.

"Let's try. See how. "

Ollivander said as he handed over a wand.

Before Ron could get his grip on it, he was snatched back.

"No, it's not. Try this. "

Ron gripped his wand, and small sparks erupted from the tip of the wand.

"It's a little bit closer, how about this, how about this?"

The moment Ron held the wand, a white light shot out from the tip of the wand.

"Looks good. The willow fourteen-inch cane core is a unicorn feather.

Waving with the sound of the wind.

Yanagi has a very strong magical healing ability, is suitable for casting silent spells, and will often choose some wizards with strong potential. Looks like you're going to have to work hard, kid. "

Ollivander blinked.

"But I always feel like I'm always slow to learn. "

Ron said in disappointment, holding his wand.

"Believe in yourself, kid. You're going to have a good achievement. "

"How much?"

Mr. Foley asks.

"Every wizard's first wand is subsidized.

Ten Galleons is enough. "

Ron didn't wait for Mr. Foley to pay for it.

He took out the gold galleon that he had plucked from Lockhart and handed over the money.

"Thank you for your patronage!"

Ollivander said unconcernedly as he put Garon back into the drawer.

He didn't care about the money.

Every year, the order given to him by the Ministry of Magic in England alone was enough for him to make a lot of money.

The shop was opened to maintain the fame of the ancestors and the joy of seeing the wizards get their wands.

"See you next time, Mr. Ollivanders!"

Mr. Foley says.

The three of them left the wand shop and didn't go back to Hogwarts directly, after all, they had to have fun when they finally came out once.

"You two are hanging out here on your own. Don't go to Diagon Alley. Carl, you follow them. "

"Yes, master!"

An old house-elf said hoarsely.

It is also the House Elf of the Foley family, except that it is usually in charge of the Potion Shop.

Very rarely go to Forlì Castle.

"Little master, you can walk around, I won't disturb you. "

With that, Carl vanished.

Still, Braun's keen instincts could detect that Karl was standing not far away, but he couldn't see it.

"I said in advance, you have a treat for today's expenses! "

"Okay, okay. "

Ron took out his money bag with some heartache.

"How about going for ice cream first?"

Ron pointed to the Florin Volkstro ice cream parlor not far away.