Harry Potter Blood Hunter

Browder is a little busy.

It was said to be a holiday, but apart from the first three days, Browder really didn't have any spare time.

I suddenly regret it a little...why keep myself so busy?

But thinking of those golden Galleons, Browder felt as if it was nothing to be tired.

After all, Browder is not physically tired at all.

This event was advertised from July 25th, because from this day, little wizards in every country will basically go to places like Diagon Alley to buy supplies for the new semester.

So until July 31st, this period is the best time to circle... uh, no, it's the best opportunity to promote it to people who may not know the game.

And it just happened to coincide with the opening of the new expansion, and everything was suitable.

In the Puffy Velvet Magic Toy Store, Browder was looking downstairs from the protruding stand on the third floor.

Very hot...should be.

It was still a little early, so not many people came.

After ten o'clock there will be a lot more people.

Because ten o'clock is the time for the presentation of the new card today.

In the past few days, many little wizards have developed the habit of running over with Floo powder at ten o'clock, waiting for the effect of the new card to be released, and then copying it in their notebooks by hand.

Those who can insist on doing this are those who really love this game and will participate in the battle legend competition starting tomorrow.

The registration fee is only three silver coins, but it is possible to win legendary cards worth up to several hundred gold Galleons. Anyone who has a little confidence in themselves will come to participate.

Browder feels that he has made a great contribution to the wizarding world by making this game... Doesn't it mean that many wizards lack logic? There is definitely no shortage of battle legends.

What's still missing is just playing around.

What's the point of living if you can't play well?

I still ask you to clean up and die... What kind of wizard are you still doing!

Browder was waiting for ten o'clock today,

Suddenly I saw a super conspicuous tall figure walking into the store.

The store also casts some traceless stretch spells - although the Ministry of Magic has collected a lot of gold Galleons for it - so the space inside the store is very spacious.

But when this tall figure walked in, it was still obvious, especially the weird hat on his head.

"Hi, Hagrid! How did you get time out of Hogwarts today?" Browder asked Hagrid with a smile.

Although Browder was on the third floor, he didn't use a trumpet or cast a spell, but his voice still accurately appeared in Hagrid's ears.

"Hi! Browder!" Hagrid heard the voice and looked up at Browder.

Because on the third floor, even though Hagrid was very tall, he had to look up.

This allowed Browder to satisfy some of his bad tastes.

"It's just Browder, I'm looking for you to help me with something!" Hagrid's voice was not small, and more and more little wizards who came out of the fireplace couldn't help covering their ears.

It was also because of this that Browder saw a thin and small figure beside him.

Hmm...that's pretty small.

"Anything? Come on up! Don't disturb the business in the shop!" Browder looked around Hagrid. "My customers can't stand your loud voice!"

Hagrid looked down and saw Harry and the other little wizards covering their ears. He was sorry, and quickly led Harry to the third floor stand where Browder was.

But... where are the stairs?

Hagrid and Harry looked and didn't see it.

Browder smiled and pointed to the wall next to him, "Put on the shoes below, then walk here, just walk up!"

The wall next to the stands has a darker area here, about two people wide, that stretches from the ground to the ceiling. Some shoes are glued to the bottom of the wall.

This is what Browder is talking about.

Harry couldn't understand what was going on no matter how he looked, but Hagrid knew.

Going to the wall, Hagrid grabbed the largest pair of shoes.

It was easy to pick up, and Hagrid tied the shoes to his feet.

No way, even the largest shoe was much smaller than Hagrid's foot.

After tying his shoes, Hagrid raised his feet to the dark wall.

Then Hagrid was parallel to the ground in Harry's eyes.

Hagrid really got to the sky just by walking.

"Harry, keep up!" Hagrid reached the third floor and turned into the stands.

Harry closed his gaping mouth and eagerly grabbed a pair of shoes.

Contrary to Hagrid, Harry chose the smallest shoe size to barely fit, and stepped on the wall excitedly.

But before Harry came up, Browder suddenly made a sound.

"Hi! Your name is Harry!" Browder stuck his head out to look at Harry. "Your wand has dropped."

Harry looked back...and saw the ground.

Looking up, Harry saw that the wand he had just bought had fallen off at some point.

But standing on the wall now felt so odd, so Harry didn't want to go down.

So Harry jumped up when he almost got it.

And then... Harry fell directly to the ground.

real ground.

Browder smiled unkindly when he saw this.

Ha ha ha ha!

Browder's super-fast Polaroid captured Harry's fall.

Um! Black history get!

However, there should be a lot of dark history in Harry Potter, and he may not care very much.

Harry, who was lying on the ground, quickly realized that he had done something stupid, so he picked up his wand and quickly came up again.

It's just that when he came up, Browder saw that his wand was still casually inserted in his pocket.

Harry still doesn't understand what this wand means to him!

Going to the third floor, and then flipping into the stands, Harry felt very excited.

Although he had seen a lot of magic before, in general, there was no such wall, which made him feel the magic of magic even more.

Because this is the magic that really subverts what he has seen in the Muggle world.

"Harry, let me introduce you!" Hagrid saw that Harry had finally come up, came to pat him on the shoulder, pointed to Browder and said, "This is Browder, Browder Rice Trange, the owner of the shop and a sophomore at Hogwarts! Didn't you say you don't want to go back to your aunt's house this month? That just happens to be that Browder will be busy at Diagon Alley this month. , I can ask him to take more care of you."

"Take care of you!" Browder bumped Hagrid's waist with his elbow. "I don't know anything! You agree without me."

"It's all right, just take care of little Harry!" Hagrid laughed. "He's Harry Potter!"

Just saying that name made Hagrid proud.

It's also a boy who should be proud, the boy who survived the disaster! It was because of him that Voldemort disappeared for ten years!

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