Harry's days in the Leaky Cauldron were very fulfilling.
Every morning, he would go to Flourish and Blotts to read books, and he would only come back when it was lunchtime. In the afternoon, he practiced concocting potions in the bar. Although he understood a lot of theoretical knowledge, he still encountered some problems when he was actually practicing. Moreover, there were many areas where improvements could be made to improve the results. These were things that were not in the books. With Tom's detailed guidance, his learning progress increased by leaps and bounds. Harry was still thinking of digging out Professor Snape's old Potions book when he got back to school.
At night, he continued to cultivate. There was also a thousand-year-old snake monster in the school, which was not something a half-baked cultivator like him could deal with. Who knew when it would come out on its own? It was better to work hard to improve his strength.
A few days later, Neville and Hermione arrived at the Leaky Cauldron together. Harry, who was making Tom a snack, nodded at them and motioned for them to wait.
Harry politely greeted Mrs. Longbottom and the Granger couple as he served the snacks on the table.
"Hello, I'm Harry, Hermione and Neville's classmate, nice to meet you.”
All three of them were smiling at him, and Mrs. Longbottom, looking kindly (Neville could hardly believe his eyes), said gently,"You're Harry? Neville has often mentioned you to me, and thanks you for taking care of him. Minerva told me you were one of the best first years-"She looked at Hermione-""”
Harry said shyly,"She flattered me.”
Seeing the Granger couple's reluctance, Harry pointed at the pastries on the table and said,"This is a new dessert I just made. Why don't you try it?”
Feeling Tom's resentful gaze sweeping over him from behind, Harry's expression did not change as he greeted him attentively.
Under Harry's persuasion, the adults decided to rest in the bar and let them go out to buy things.
After buying the books and replenishing the potion materials he had consumed last term, Harry accompanied Hermione and Neville on a leisurely stroll on the streets. Hermione was terribly sorry to hear that he had seen Lockhart the other day. They envied Harry's freedom every day, and Neville wanted to stay with him at the end, but Mrs. Longbottom took him very seriously.
After they left, Tom looked regretfully at the empty plates on the table." My snacks-"
Harry patted him on the shoulder. Why are you so stingy? I'll do it again."
Tom snorted." You brat, you acted quite well just now. Why didn't I see you being so polite to me?”
" Well, Tom, you're not an outsider," said Harry with a smile in his eyes." How about this, what kind of dessert do you want to eat today? Tell me everything, and I'll make it for you, okay?"”Old people also needed to be coaxed.
He immediately regretted it.
"So many?" Holding the long list, Harry's face darkened.”
"If you can't finish it, you can leave it there-the cupboard's got some magic to keep it fresh anyway.”
Did you write down a year's worth of money?
Harry ate his breakfast listlessly after a busy night. Tom sat down beside him, shaking the Daily Prophet, his eyebrows raised."Harry-"
"Hmm?"
"You'll have to teach yourself Defense Against the Dark Arts this term-Dumbledore hired Gilderoy? Lockhart as your new Professor-does he think he can beat back the Dark Arts with a smile?”
Harry picked up a napkin, wiped his mouth, and asked unhurriedly,"The guy who signed books at Flourish and Blotts a few days ago?”
"Yes."
"I mean, most of the lists this term are his-isn't he famous?”
Tom shook his head and said," That guy is just for show. To put it nicely, he's a celebrity. To put it bluntly, he's just a clown. No one else knew about his little thing, but Dumbledore should know, right?”
Harry thought for a moment, then said,"Maybe it's because no one else applied for the position? At least his writing was good, and he could use it to pass time when he had nothing to do.”
" So," Tom put down the newspaper," you should have mastered the second-year knowledge, right?”
Harry smiled.
Tom smiled maliciously." That's all right. Anyway, the professor of Hogwarts has never taught until the second year. You can endure it for a year. When you are in the third year, I hope Dumbledore has found a better one."”
Harry nodded in agreement.
" Oh, right." He thought of something and took out a jade pendant from his pocket." This is for you."”
"What's this?" Tom asked as he took the jade pendant.”
Harry said,"Amulet. A friend of mine gave it to me, don't lose it.”
Tom held the jade pendant and studied it for a while. He couldn't figure out anything, so he casually hung it around his neck." A gift from a friend? Why are you giving it to me?"
Harry said,"I have more-a friend of mine from the East gave it to me, and it's said to keep the wearer safe and healthy-you'd better drink less.”
Tom said impatiently," I know," but his eyes narrowed into slits as he smiled.
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It was the beginning of school, and at Platform Nine and a Quarter, Harry sensed an extra magical mark on the wall, which seemed to restrict access to certain people.
He smiled slightly and passed through it easily.
That little thing was probably surprised, right? He had subdued it at the Dursleys without magic, but why hadn't he learned?
Inside the carriage, Harry was reading seriously, Neville and Ron were playing wizard chess, and Hermione and Ginny were talking quietly.
There was a knock on the door, and Harry said without looking up,"Please come in."
A little boy jumped in, a camera slung around his neck. He looked excitedly around the compartment, his eyes fixed on Harry.
"Harry? Potter!" With the excitement of seeing his idol for the first time, the little boy was so excited that he couldn't control himself." I heard that you were in this carriage. Creevey, I'm a new student this year, I've heard about you before, I…"
"Hello,"
Harry put down his book and interrupted him with a smile.
"Can I take a picture of you?" Colin said shyly. It was said that the photos could be moved by using a special developing potion. I want to send a photo to my father to let him know that I've met you.”
Ron looked up from the chessboard."Not bad, Harry, you've got admirers knocking on your door already.”
Harry said,"Colin, right? I don't really like taking photos."
Collin's little face darkened.
" But..." Harry couldn't bear it and changed his words." I can take a picture with you today, but you have to promise me that you won't take pictures of me without my permission in the future.”
Colin nodded repeatedly.
Hermione stepped forward and said,"I'll take your pictures, I've studied photography before.”
Colin happily took a photo with Harry and left with a camera in his hand.
Harry looked at the closed door with a headache and said to his smiling friends,"I have a bad feeling about this."
"Come on, man," said Ron."It's just a picture. I wanted to, but he ignored me.”
Ginny looked envious, and Hermione smiled suddenly." Speaking of which, we haven't had any pictures taken. When are we going to take a picture together?”
Harry said,"What's so hard about that?”
He deliberately rummaged through his backpack and took out a digital camera from his bracelet. He waved it and asked," Who's first?”
Hermione took the camera from him and said in surprise,"This looks very good. Where did you buy it?”
Harry rubbed his nose and mumbled,"I forgot too. I bought it when I was shopping once. It's actually very simple. Look here, just press it. Let's take a few photos. As a souvenir?"
Neville said happily,"Well, when we get to school, we'll pick a nice place to take pictures-what about the lake?”
Harry shook his head." This camera is a Muggle electronic device. Unlike Colin's old camera, all Muggle electronic devices are not allowed to be used at Hogwarts.”
Hermione nodded and said,"Yes, I saw that in Hogwarts: A History. We'll take a few photos here first. When the holidays come, we'll find a beautiful place to play. We can take more photos then.”
"It's settled," said Harry."Hermione, you go first.”
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