From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"so much?"

The boss' tone was filled with surprise.

"I'm really confused about a few books. The boss decided to discuss it. I'll take all three galleons each, otherwise I'll probably have to put back two."

"Three galleons is impossible, but I can give you a slight discount." The boss smiled at William with a generous expression: "If you buy all of these, I will give you two more books - there were them when I just selected them. Books you don’t want to part with? Pick two more and I’ll give them away.”

Hiss~

William gasped.

Merlin's socks.

God knows how much effort he had just put into giving up those books, and now if he was asked to choose two more from them, he would probably make another fortune!

But, having said that, he still ran in quickly and grabbed three less important books among the remaining books he picked out - the more he got, the more he got. If he was asked to pick these three books, he would Want them all!

When William ran back again, the bookstore owner smiled as expected.

Forty-four galleons in total, a huge sum of money. (The price in the previous chapter has been slightly modified)

As William counted out the galleons one by one, he could even hear the wallets crying.

When he was about to turn around and leave, the shop owner suddenly called him.

"Young man, don't be so anxious, there is a little giveaway here."

The boss tapped the brick under the rocking chair with his wand, then reached in, took out a paper bag and handed it to William.

"Take it, our store does not sell these things, they are only used as gifts for occasional customers."

The paper bag was heavy. If it wasn't bricks inside, it would be three books.

The boss gave William a knowing look, and then continued to lie on the rocking chair and rock.

Putting the paper bag into his arms, William tied up his books with the rope he got from the boss.

He waved his wand and cast a spell, and the books floated in front of William. William pulled the rope and held his book like a balloon. After waving goodbye to the boss, he walked towards the tavern.

I spent the entire afternoon just going out for a walk, but it ended up happening right now.

I read a lot of free books all afternoon. Although I found some useful books, both time and money were seriously wasted.

I hope Old Tom can settle down for a few days and stop urging him to go out all day.

Although William knew that Old Tom was afraid that he would feel locked in the house and unable to escape from jail, William really couldn't share his current mood with others.

Regardless of the confidentiality agreement signed at Hogwarts, even if William and Old Tom told him that it was dangerous to go to Hogwarts, William would still hope that he could start a happy life in the wizarding world after breaking his arm or leg. Come on - after all, breaking arms and legs is not a big deal in the wizarding world.

Even if you just lost an arm or leg, at William's current level, as long as the wound is not contaminated by black magic or anything else, William can use the magic potion he thinks he has mastered to prepare a suitable potion to ensure a The parts were fully grown within a week.

This is also the reason why William is determined to enter the magic world - once there are many things that can't be solved, except Wushan, it's not a cloud.

The Muggle technology of the 1990s was pretty good, but even thirty years later, there are still too many places where Muggle technology cannot satisfy the imagination.

For example, the simplest thing is to seek longevity.

From ancient times to the present, countless Muggles have longed for immortality - but as a potion master who can support himself, William clearly remembers the ultimate results of a series of magic such as alchemy and potions.

Magic stone.

Using the magic stone and a unique potion, you can create a real elixir of immortality. Someone actually made the magic stone and lived for hundreds of years.

It's incredible.

The ancient emperor that William admired most was Qin Shihuang - and that emperor fell on the road to seeking immortality.

Therefore, William read a lot of arguments about whether immortality is good or not, but in the end they all focused on the identity of the author. Is the author as great as Qin Shihuang?

No, then farewell, longevity is probably very good.

Whether he is lonely or not, we will wait until he is immortal.

Thinking like this all the way, William circled back to the Leaky Cauldron.

At this moment, Old Tom's bar was already overcrowded, and there was no food left for him in the kitchen - he could only wait for a later supper like those drunkards.

"You said you went to the bookstore after going out for a walk, but in the end you didn't just focus on reading?"

Old Tom complained behind the bar when he looked at the balloons made of books, but William laughed and ran upstairs in three steps at a time.

After putting away the books and hiding the paper bag in his arms, William locked the door and went downstairs to find a seat at the bar.

I read a book all afternoon. At that time, I didn’t feel like I was concentrating. Now that time has passed, I feel very thirsty.

After ordering two glasses of beer, he drank half a glass and then started to drink slowly.

"William, I haven't seen you for a few days, why are you free to come over for a drink today?"

The person who spoke was a wizard whose name William couldn't remember. He was familiar with him. Sometimes William would come to eat late-night snacks after forgetting the time while reading, and had a few useless conversations with this guy.

"I've been busy these past few days, so I just came here when I had some free time."

William opened his mouth and told lies - anyway, the wine in this place is too high, everyone listened for fun, no one took it seriously.

The lie was very drunk, and no one cared how much he boasted. If the other party was a little more serious, he would have known that he lived above the tavern, but obviously the other party had no intention of investigating this, he just wanted to brag.

"Then I wish you a fortune!"

The other person smiled and took a sip of wine.

William responded with a smile and took a sip too.

"By the way, do you still remember the unicorn you talked about last time?"

"Remember, remember," William responded casually, trying hard to remember what he was bragging about.

"Well, you're not saying that this kind of creature is only close to -" in the Muggle world.

I think I've said it before, but isn't this just drunken bragging? The rumors about wizards are all true and false. Do you dare to believe those about Muggles?

"Unicorn tail hair is very expensive, you know that, right?"

"I know, it's expensive!"

"Let me tell you, I found a place where unicorns may be haunted. If your legend is true, we might be able to make a fortune."

This guy is so drunk that there is no logic in his bragging.

William agreed angrily, "I haven't had time recently, so I'll study it again. I'll do it next time, I'll do it next time."

Seven galleons for a unicorn hair without any counter-offer, using Muggle legends to catch unicorns? What a joke! (Note 1)

"No, really, do some research, unicorn - hiccup - I really found it."

"What unicorn?"

A huge shadow suddenly appeared next to William.

It's Hagrid.

He sat on the magically reinforced chair - these magical little guys made no sound.

Note: In Half-Blood Prince, the price is ten galleons, but it is normal for the price of strategic supplies to increase during wartime.