I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 67 If You Don't Believe in the Cross, You Should At Least Believe in Merlin!
"Okay." Mrs. Malkin took out a robe from the shelf with a smile, looked it up and down, and said, "If you don't know your sister's size, then I suggest you buy a slightly larger one, after all, you Children of this age grow the fastest."

"Um - listen to you." Ron touched his nose and replied, he had never bought these things, and he didn't know anything.

Rather than guessing by herself, it is better to leave the decision-making power to professionals. The children Mrs. Malkin has seen are definitely saltier than the salt he has eaten, and she knows it well.

"Six silver Sickles, keep it." Madam Malkin packed the robe with a wave of her wand, and floated it to Ron.

"Okay, thank you, madam." Seeing Ron, he asked for money.

Owen immediately shot to stop it.

Just kidding, there is a facial scanning machine next to us, and we still pay by ourselves?
"On Malfoy's head!" Owen pushed Draco over.

Pointing to his face, he said, "Please put the account on him."

"I think you should know him!"

"Yes—it's Master Malfoy!" Madam Malkin suddenly burst into a bigger smile.

"Of course, of course," she said with a smile.

"So you are friends!"

"Of course, we are best friends!" Owen said jokingly, then secretly moved his fingers slightly, Draco was controlled by the magic power, and nodded.

Under Master Malfoy's financial resources.

Owen and Ron instantly embodied the treatment of the protagonists in "Millionaire".

From first grade to seventh grade, all clothes are in four sets of "spring, summer, autumn and winter".

Owen helped put it in his bag.

And the two of them who opened the door to the new world, can they only visit one store?

Diagon Alley, from south to north.

From the golden cauldron at Partridge's Crucible Shop to the various magic books at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.

From Ollivander's wand shop to give Ron a new wand, and then to Florin's ice cream shop to eat all the flavors of ice cream.

Gadgets from the Magical Joke Shop, and wizard cosmetics from Mrs. Primpinell's Beauty Potions Shop.

Stationery shop, Quidditch shop, whatever.

In short, just brush your face!
Our Master Malfoy has a big face!
Which boss would dare not give face, if it wasn't for the Gringotts warehouse needing a key.

Believe it or not, Owen dared to take Malfoy to break into their safe!
"Cool!"

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the benches outside Florin's Cold Drinks.

Owen and Ron, with their pockets bulging, lay on the chair with their heads up, while Ge You sat paralyzed, feeling that life was complete!
Both of their pockets were under the Infinite Stretch Charm, and the small bag given by Mr. Slug was already full.

During the chat, Owen looked at Ron in disbelief.

He didn't expect it.

After this guy got rich, the first thing he did was buy Ginny this year's Hogwarts uniform!

He thought that this kid would turn around and rush into the Quidditch store!

"What's wrong?" Ron also patted his belly with a satisfied look.

Said lazily.

Wow!
It feels so good to spend the Malfoy family's money!
"Ron, I'm impressed by you." Owen couldn't help but sigh.

"what?"

"I always thought that when you get rich, in addition to buying wands, you will definitely go to the Quidditch boutique first. I didn't expect that you would think of Ginny!"

Wow! ——Is this the boy with a younger sister?
Loved it!

"Hey! Of course, she is my sister." The sudden compliment made Ron blush a little.

The real situation is only known to the Weasleys.

Today, Ginny had a big fight with her mother after she learned that she could only wear old robes when she started school.

Don't mention how sad the little girl was, he saw it all.

The house was stuffy, so he sneaked out.

And
He was also having a hard time.

Although Professor Dumbledore did not send a letter to his mother about their daily life at Hogwarts.

However, the report card was sent back.
And it’s also a report card of age ranking.

George and Fred were already locked up in the attic studying.

And he—to tell the truth, Ron was sure his grades were fine.

For Defense Against the Dark Arts and Charms, he got excellent grades, but for others, such as History of Magic, Herbal Medicine, Transfiguration, etc., which required theoretical knowledge, he only got a pass!
Harry's report card wasn't much better than his.

But the bad thing is the contrast!

Needless to say, Hermione's grades were second in the grade and first in the grade with the little witch they often played with.

What a pervert, total practitioner! ! !Almost a perfect score. Damn Professor Snape!

However, because the answer to his theory of transfiguration was too brilliant, Professor McGonagall had to, under the coercion of her own impartiality, give Owen an O+ with a dark face and with great reluctance.

So rounding it up, it can be regarded as his perfect score in all subjects!

After a whole day of contact with Owen, Ron felt a lot more relaxed.

Immediately, he asked, "Owen."

"You study so well, do you have any tricks?"

"The trick?" Owen touched his chin, "For those of you who never learn, just memorize a formula!"

He suddenly turned his head and said mysteriously.

"About the history of magic, transfiguration, herbalism, and the following short-answer questions, if you don't know how, you can copy the questions! Copy as many as you want, and then make up your own random points. In a word, write as much as you can. , eleven inches is nothing, just one foot!”

"In this way, although the professors also know that what you write is based on the defense, they should give you some hard work points!"

"Multiple-choice questions! Remember a theorem! Three long and one short choose the shortest, three short and one long choose the longest, two long and two short choose B, the same length and the same short choose A, different lengths choose D, and uneven C Invincible."

He took a deep breath and continued: "In short, the exam should be mainly based on copying, supplemented by Mongolian, combined with copying and supplementary, with blessings from Merlin, you will definitely pass!"

"As for Potions - it is recommended to just give up, because if you are a human being, then Snape is definitely a dog! Damn, with my share of life and death water, why should he! Why! Give it a good! My tame, still He said that the color of my potion is wrong! Is the color of my potion wrong? He is blind!
"I really want to take out his eyeballs and throw them into the cauldron, let him see if the color is right!"

Listening to Owen's curse, Ron nodded repeatedly.

Brothers in the same boat, in the entire first year of Gryffindor, no one was outstanding in potions.

Hermione is also good.

"Is what you said reliable?" Although Ron was very sympathetic to Owen's experience, Ron expressed doubts about the skills he said!
"I don't think it's magic enough! It's too rigid!" Owen said, taking out a string of necklaces from his bosom.

It was a Muggle antique they'd just bought in a shop somewhere.

It's a silverware, a cross!

"Press this to your chest. Recall the stems of the multiple-choice questions in your head!"

"Then the first option that pops up in your heart! That is the blessing from Merlin!"

(End of this chapter)