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"Thanks, Tom." Sirius took the glass and drank it all.
He had drunk a lot of butterbeer, including the one Lupin brought back for him two months ago, but none of them was as sweet as this one.
"Very good." He licked his lips. "Tom, I suspect you put some aphrodisiac in it..."
Old Tom smiled and said, "Believe me, every glass of wine you drink from now on will become a stimulant."
There was a burst of laughter in the bar.
He then declined more invitations to drink and came to Diagon Alley through the entrance in the backyard.
"How does it feel?" Kyle asked.
"It can't be better than this." Sirius said with a smile, "Old Tom said he would treat me to a month's worth of drinks. I plan to come again tomorrow and drink here all day. I'm sure Old Tom's expression will be very interesting then."
Kyle smiled and said nothing.
It can only be said that Sirius is still too young. He is now the hottest topic. As long as he appears in the Leaky Cauldron, he will definitely attract more people. Then old Tom will be so happy that he can't contain himself.
But this is a win-win situation...
The three of them turned a corner and came to the main street of Diagon Alley.
Sirius was like a freshman who was going to school tomorrow, he wanted to go into almost every store and soon, his hands were full of different things.
They were all given by the owner, and I didn't spend a single knat.
Thanks to him, Kyle and Dumbledore also got free hazelnut and peanut ice cream.
They first went to Madam Malkin's robe shop and ordered a new set of robes for Sirius, and then went to Ollivander's and bought a wand for fifteen Galleons.
Freshmen had to pay seven Galleons to buy a wand, and his wand was more than twice as expensive, or rather, this was the original price of the wand, and those sold to freshmen were sold at cost price.
When passing by the Quidditch boutique, Sirius went in to buy Kyle a Firebolt as a thank you gift.
But Kyle refused.
"You're welcome, it's just a few dollars." Sirius patted his chest, "I bought one for Harry, it was very cheap."
Kyle still shook his head, "No, I really don't need it."
There was no Quidditch match at Hogwarts this year, so why would he need a Firebolt? Besides, what if the store released a new model next year...
So, let’s wait until next year.
They spent the entire afternoon visiting almost all the shops... oh, with one exception.
Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.
The entrance of the store seemed to be set up with a Sirius Expelling Charm. He didn't stop for a second and trotted over.
The shop owner, who received the news, was standing at the door with a pile of books, ready to give them to him as a gift, but he only saw his back as he hurriedly ran past.
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(End of this chapter)
Chapter 488 Portrait Game
By the time Kyle returned to Hogwarts, it was already evening.
Sirius, the prodigal son, bought a lot of things from Diagon Alley and asked him to bring them back, one for him and one for Harry.
Maybe it was because he could finally appear in the sun openly, Kyle always felt that he had some revenge consumption intentions.
What kind of good person can buy something worth more than 2,000 Galleons in Diagon Alley?
And that pure gold crucible... is that thing really used to make potions? You'd be heartbroken if you scratched it.
But there's no way, Sirius insists on buying it and won't let him go...this thing is such a waste of money.
Just like when they left, they Apparated back to the principal's office.
"Hahahaha!"
As soon as Kyle came back, he heard a burst of excited laughter, but the laughter was too unpleasant to hear, just like a goose being pinched by the neck.
"Ahahaha... Dumbledore, I heard everything from that old woman."
On the wall, the portrait of Phineas Black said proudly, "My great-grandson was acquitted, right... Haha... I knew that there would never be a traitor in the Black family.
The Ministry of Magic is getting worse and worse because those idiots can't even see this obvious frame-up... But this Minister is not bad, at least he can distinguish right from wrong."
There was no one in the portraits around him. Everyone stood far away and looked at him as if he were a mentally retarded person.
"Shut up, Phineas." A bearded wizard couldn't help but said, "It's okay for you to lie to others, but don't lie to yourself. You haven't forgotten how you scolded Sirius Black in the past, do you want us to help you recall it?"
"Yeah..." A witch sneered, "You cursed so vigorously at that time, and now you are still talking about others. You are really shameless."
"Impossible, you must have heard it wrong." Phineas said with his neck stiff, "I've said it many times, how could I possibly doubt someone from the Black family!"
"Hehe..." Everyone sneered in unison.
At this time, a tall and thin black-haired witch quietly came behind Phineas, holding a round shield that she had stolen from somewhere.
While Phineas was talking, she simply raised her hand and smashed his head with her shield.
"Who did you just call an old woman?"
Phineas was stunned by the blow and sat down on the ground, not recovering for a long time.
Seeing this, the others rushed forward and started punching and kicking him.
There's no particular reason, it's just pure muscle memory. Beating up Phineas when they have nothing to do has almost become the portraits' favorite game.
Suddenly, there was a sound of fists hitting flesh and someone's screaming.
"Professor, you must have a very interesting life." Kyle couldn't help but laugh.
"Ah, yes? It is wonderful indeed." Dumbledore found a piece of velvet from the table and walked towards the busiest portrait. "But sometimes they are too noisy.
Oh, you're still going to look for Harry, aren't you? Go ahead, I remember the password to the common room is gibberish."
"Okay." Kyle nodded and opened the door next to him. "Well, goodbye, Professor, and Fox..."
The headmaster's office is not far from the Gryffindor common room. Just walk straight along the corridor and turn at the end.
"Password!" the Fat Lady asked dutifully.
“Nonsense,” Kyle said.
But the Fat Lady did not open the door, but looked at him suspiciously.
"You're not a Gryffindor, and I've never seen you before."
It seems that after Sir Cadogan was expelled last school year, she has become much more cautious.
"I guess you must have picked up a piece of paper with a password written on it somewhere and found it interesting, so you came here."
"Yes, I'm a Hufflepuff." Kyle said, "But the password was given to me by the headmaster. I just came out of the headmaster's office and I have something to talk to Harry Potter about."
"Principal?" The Fat Lady was still a little skeptical, but her tone finally softened a little.
"Don't do anything that violates school rules," she reminded him, "or you'll never be able to pass through this door again."
"Don't worry." Kyle said with a smile, "I have never violated any school rules.
"By the way, the other principals are playing games with Principal Black right now. If you go over now, you should still have time."
The Fat Lady's eyes lit up.
"Kid, I take back what I said. You must be an excellent little wizard."
With that, she disappeared from the portrait and opened the door for Kyle.
Kyle walked in through the back passage.
Today is the weekend and there are quite a few people in the common room.
Kyle took a quick look and soon spotted a familiar trio sitting at a table in the corner.
Hermione was doing her homework while Ron and Harry were playing wizard chess and discussing how they could make themselves look a year older.
"I think the aging potion is a good choice." Ron ate one of Harry's chess pieces and said, "Fred told me that he can brew this potion, and one bottle can add exactly one year to your age.
It’s just a little expensive, it costs ten Galleons.”
"Ten Galleons?" said Harry. "That's not cheap."
"But I am their younger brother after all." Ron said proudly, "If I want to buy it, it only costs five Galleons. They said that this is the cost price of the materials, and they won't make a single Knut.
But I think this is right... General!"
Ron commanded the knight to come to King Harry's side, and then continued:
"If only there was some way I could make some money. I don't even have five Galleons right now."
"I can buy two." Harry moved his king one space, "Should... but you don't want a present for Christmas."
"That makes sense." Ron said with a smile, "Or if I win the championship, I'll have the money to pay you back. That's a thousand Galleons."
"Yeah," said Harry. "I wish we could both be warriors."
"This is impossible..." Hermione looked up, "The book says that each house can only have one champion, and it has always been like this...Oh, Kyle, why are you here?"
"That's enough, Hermione." Ron put down the chess piece in his hand. "I know Kyle is very good and has always been the top student in the grade, but that doesn't mean he will definitely become a warrior. I still have a chance."
"You misunderstood." Harry patted him quickly, put down the chess piece in his hand, stood up and said to Kyle who was walking towards him:
"Welcome to the Gryffindor common room, are you here to see Fred and George?
"But they have been staying in the lobby on the first floor since lunch and haven't come back. You can look for them there."
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Chapter 489 These are all gifts from my godfather
Fred and George were in the hallway all afternoon?
Hearing Harry's words, Kyle immediately guessed that the two of them must be waiting for him there.
Unfortunately, he didn't go through the main door.