Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Godric's Hollow.

Dumbledore looked at the town.

Eyes full of memories.

At this time, Blake was holding on to the wall.

He stood aside to calm his raging stomach.

Why is Apparating so uncomfortable?

Blake thought.

Maybe it's the same as Muggles who get motion sickness?

"Professor Dumbledore!"

A strange middle-aged man walked over quickly.

"Mr. Pierre."

Mr. Pier excitedly shook Dumbledore's hand.

"We have already done what you asked us to do. This is the key."

Mr. Pier took out a bunch of keys and handed them to Dumbledore.

"thank you very much! Mr. Pierre. You are still so capable"

"Thank you for the compliment! Professor Dumbledore... If you need help next time, be sure to remember to come to me again!"

Mr. Pier left excitedly.

His eyes were full of Dumbledore.

He didn't even look at Black.

"That gentleman must be your top fan, right?"

"That's what Muggles call a super fan."

After Blake recovered, he walked over with his suitcase.

"Ah... maybe he just likes some of my ways of doing things."

"Can't be considered...well...a fan."

Dumbledore said humbly

"Well, the new home has been arranged."

Dumbledore shook the key in his hand.

"To be precise. This is my ancestral home...but, I haven't been back for a long time since..."

"So I guess I asked Mr. Pierre and his team to give it a good facelift."

Dumbledore's ancestral house is located on the edge of the town.

It is a small two-story detached house.

In front of the house is a deserted small garden.

Behind it is a lush hill.

Basically, it can be said that it is built on the mountain.

See In the woods, Blake breathed in the fragrance of the vegetation intoxicatedly.

"Very good! Xiong Da can usually stay there."

"Well...and the little garden out front...I think I could grow a lot of interesting plants there!"

Black likes this place.

At least, here, he can safely grow some strange plants without being noticed.

After all, although this is a settlement of half wizards and half Muggles, most of the wizards' homes are Muggle expulsion spells were placed.

They rarely found strange places in wizards' homes.

Even if they found strange places, they would treat them as haunted...

As for the lush back hill...

I heard Dumbledore say, that area Are they all from the Dumbledore family?

Black thought about where his magical animals should be hidden in the future!

Put away the luggage and let the bear out.

Black began to look at Dumbledore eagerly.

He could slowly get familiar with his new home.

But Diagon Alley... he wants to go now!

"Okay... I originally wanted to take you to get to know the neighbors."

"However, since you want to go to Diagon Alley now……"

……

After experiencing an Apparition.

Blake doesn't feel so uncomfortable now.

Dumbledore didn't take him to the Leaky Cauldron.

Instead, he apparated directly to the corner of Diagon Alley.

After Blake got used to the dizzy feeling of apparating.

I looked at the legendary Diagon Alley curiously.

Blake found himself standing on a cobblestone street.

Behind him is a brick wall.

Behind the wall is probably the Leaky Cauldron.

Soft sunlight fell on a stack of cauldrons outside the nearest shop.

There is a sign hanging above the crucible

"Copper - Brass...Complete models, automatic stirring, foldable……"

Blake pointed to the cauldron and asked,"What is this?"

"This is the crucible, used to brew potions."

Dumbledore patiently answered Black.

"Oh...can it be used to cook hot pot?"

Dumbledore smiled and replied:"Well... it should be possible."

"Actually, I haven't done that"

"I guess no one has done this before."

"But we can try it ourselves when we go back"

……

Diagon Alley can actually be said to be the central business district of British wizards.

It was much wider than Blake imagined, and there were many shops.

However, it is such a wide street.

It was almost packed with people!

Crowded!

"Let's go, I think... you are most interested in getting a magic wand"

"Isn't it?"

Black followed Dumbledore. He set foot on the cobbled streets of Diagon Alley for the first time.

He followed Dumbledore and kept looking at the surrounding shops.

All kinds of strange shops.

Black There were a lot of people who didn't know what they were selling.

Of course, in order to fit the image of a Muggle-born child.

As they walked, Black asked questions.

Although his questions seemed a bit strange.

For example:

"Dragon liver, sixteen ounces? How much is a pound worth? Can this dragon liver be fried and eaten?"

"Why are they surrounding a broom? Don’t they all have brooms to sweep the floors at home?"

……

However, Dumbledore still took the trouble to answer Black's various questions.

Soon, their destination arrived.

This store compares to other stores.

It looks small and worn.

The gold sign on the door has peeled off.

It says

"Ollivanders: Making Fine Wands Since 382 B.C."

In a shop window.

A solitary wand rests on a faded purple cushion.

"go in."Dumbledore said with a smile.

Black followed Dumbledore into the store expectantly.

However, just after they walked in, a little girl wearing a green skirt appeared not far away.

She had long, smooth and flowing hair. Blonde hair.

There is a trace of accustomed arrogance on her pretty face.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

"Who is that boy next to him?"

"Professor Dumbledore actually brought him to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies."

Her curiosity was instantly piqued.

……

Blake looked around at the interior of this famous wand shop.

The store is small.

Because there is only one bench in the corner.

Nothing else.

And behind the tall counter.

Thousands of long, narrow cardboard boxes containing wands.

Stacked from floor to ceiling.

A thin layer of dust settled everywhere.

Blake was a little skeptical.

The reason why Ollivander didn't clean up the dust.

It’s to give your store a more historical feel.……

"Oh...Professor Dumbledore! What a rare visitor!"

"I remember your old wand was made by my grandfather"

"That's a good wand"

"However, I assume you no longer use it, right?"

Ollivander is a slightly skinny little old man.

His messy hair shows his unkempt personality.

And his silver-white eyes are even more impressive.

"Good afternoon Garrick"

"I came here to buy this kid a wand of his own."

Dumbledore stretched out his hand with a smile.

He pushed Black, who was standing behind, to the front.

"This is the grandson of an old friend of mine"

"Blake Green

Dumbledore did not ask Black to change his surname to Dumbledore.

Maybe it's because he doesn't know how to explain it to others.

Why did the Dumbledore family suddenly have a descendant?

As for the surname Grindelwald, it is even more unacceptable.

Therefore, he had no choice but to acquiesce in Blake's declared surname - Green.

And plan to tell the outside world.

Black is the grandson of his old friend... but.

Appearances cannot be deceiving after all.

Especially an old guy like Ollivander who has read countless people.

Ollivander's eyes flicked back and forth between Dumbledore's face and Black's.

"The old friend you mentioned couldn't be you, right?" ps: As usual, I’m looking for all kinds of flowers, tickets! Book reviews!

Can you guess who this girl is?

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