Hogwarts Melon Eater Chapter 33

Unlike every morning in the past, today Harry heard his alarm for the first time, instead of waking up from Aunt Petunia's call.

The Dursleys slept very late last night—mainly because the door locks wouldn't open.

Uncle Vernon was about to open the glasshouse door from the small garden, but collapsed the fence, accidentally pulled his hip, and went to the hospital amid the yelling of Aunt Petunia and Dudley, and Harry picked it up. He picked up the key to the glasshouse that had fallen on the ground and returned to his small cupboard.

With a subtle expression on his face, Harry took the velvet off his face, and was shocked to find that the velvet was cleaning his nostrils when he woke up in the morning.

Putting on his glasses, Harry opened the cupboard door - watching the sunlight streaming in through the glass, Harry was full of energy and it was a new day.

At this time, Anna was still in bed, but there was a reason. In the middle of the night, Anna studied the new section of the system, the 'Harry Attribute Template'.

As soon as I opened this section, I received a new task:

[The Boy Who Lived - Warrior's Soul: Gryffindor! Unyielding soul! They have courage and perseverance! Please train Harry to be a true Gryffindor! Deadline: Before Anna enters Hogwarts; Condition: Harry's Courage Score reaches 100; Reward: Memory +100, Reaction +100]

Is this cultivating Gryffindors? This is training Spartan warriors!

Anna took a closer look at the 'Harry Attribute Template'. It was very simple. It simply wrote Harry Potter's name, gender, age, hair color, eye color, and a courage value at the bottom: 35.8. This data is slowly rising.

There are three additional tasks below:

Harry has his own small room, courage +10

Harry participates in an adventure, courage +10

Harry participates in a regular Quidditch, wins, courage +30

Really—completely clueless.

"Anna, get up for breakfast!" Lianna knocked on the door.

"Um—" Anna sat up in a daze, "come soon—"

Harry never felt like a week went by so slowly, but no matter what, it was finally the museum visit day organized by the school!

Harry was very excited and woke up early. Even though he was mocked by Uncle Vernon, he couldn't make him feel a little lost. He had already planned with Anna yesterday, and when he arrived at the museum, he jumped out of the small window of the men's room on the first floor. Waiting to come back from the small window later, to create the illusion of forgetting paper when going to the toilet.

As for how Anna thought of the small window in the men's bathroom, Harry didn't ask.

In short, things went very smoothly. Harry sat on the yellow beetle at Anna's house and met Ms. Lena for the first time. This time he was more calm, and Lena herself was also a good person to get along with.

The Beatles quickly arrived at the Leaky Cauldron Bar on Charing Cross Road, "Baby, Mommy has a signing party today, you have to take the subway back by yourself later," Lianna repeatedly urged, "Be sure to pay attention to safety."

"Okay," the two watched Lena leave, and Harry stared curiously at the red brick building in front of him, "Can't they see this bar?"

"Yes, there is a spell cast here, Muggles - people who can't use magic, can't see this building." Anna seemed to remember something and stopped at the door of the store.

"What's wrong?" Harry looked suspicious.

"You have to cover the scar on your head. You are so famous that you will be recognized." Although Voldemort should still be in the woods or just possessed Professor Quirrell at this time, covering up can always avoid it. worry less.

Harry wears a red turban on his head, which he bought at a nearby record store, plus a flight jacket, a short sweater, and high-waisted pants, and now Harry looks very punk.

"Nice dressing up," complimented the owner Tom with a smile, which didn't attract much attention, after all, there are wizards who like to wear whatever Muggle costumes are - Harry certainly doesn't have a bearded man in a skirt that looks weird.

The two greeted Boss Tom and came to the patio behind the Leaky Cauldron.

"Behind this wall is Diagon Alley!"

"How do we get there? Step on the trash can and turn over?" Harry was eager to try.

"Of course not," Anna took out her wand. "It's a more magical method. I remember the fifth brick above the trash can?" Anna coughed, "Wait."

Anna ran into the bar and came out quickly, muttering something, "Count three dollars up the trash can, two dollars in..." This time, it must be recorded in the system memo.

The bricks spun out to both sides, "Wow!" Harry opened his mouth wide, all this was amazing!

As they walked down the street, his head kept turning around, trying to see everything at once, the shops, the things outside the shops, and the people shopping.

Anna happily walked Harry around Diagon Alley.

Looking at the map in the system, Anna introduced to Potter, "Come out from the Leaky Cauldron, we are now on the north side of Diagon Alley," Anna pointed to a crucible sign that was constantly emitting steam, "That's the Pattage Crucible Shop. , as the name suggests selling crucibles."

Harry looked at it and read: 'Crucible - all models - copper, brass, pewter, silver - automatic stirring - foldable'.

"The cauldron can still be folded!" Harry was surprised.

Unexpectedly, Harry's focus was this, "Yes, magic."

"This is the 'Florin Fusco Ice Cream Shop'", Anna pulled Harry over, "Come on, please eat ice cream.

Taking the chocolate nut ice cream from Anna, Harry looked a little embarrassed, "Thank you... um... but I have nothing for you..."

"It's alright," Anna waved her hand carelessly, "I like to share it with my friends. Sharing with two people will bring double happiness. If you have any melons in the future...you can also share new things with me."

"I will!" Harry nodded firmly, licking the ice cream.

The two looked around curiously as they walked, "What is that?" Harry pointed to a place surrounded by a group of little wizards.

Anna stood on tiptoe and looked at it. "It's a broom. To be precise, it should be a broom." Anna squinted her eyes and tried to see more clearly, "Nimbus 1700... Oh! That's a Quidditch store!"

"Quidditch?"

"A sport unique to the wizarding world, riding a broom in the air, the Weasley twins should know very well," Anna shrugged, "I have no interest in this sport."

"But it sounds pretty cool," Harry said curiously about Quidditch. "Will the Weasley twins come today?"

"Yes, I wrote them a letter..." Anna patted her head, "I almost forgot—we came to look for pictures of your parents?" Anna pulled Harry through the crowd, "Let's go, Lihen bookstore!"

An ordinary brick and stone building with the signboard of Lihen Bookstore nailed above the wooden door. This is much more normal compared to the strange buildings around. Anna and Harry pushed the door and went in, "ding-" the doorbell said. A crisp sound.

The space inside Lihen Bookstore is much larger than it looks from the outside. There are no people. There are three or two customers standing beside the huge bookshelves, flipping through them. The bookshelves are filled with all kinds of strange books. There was a leather-covered hardcover book on paving stones, as well as a thumb-sized symbol book. Harry opened one of them and saw that there were no words at all.

"Hello," a blond man in a brown vest walked over from behind the bookshelf, "do you want any books?"

"Is there a book about Harry Potter?" Anna asked the blond clerk. Harry's face was a little red at this time. It was too embarrassing. He asked about his book in the bookstore.

"Oh! Of course! The boy who survived!" The clerk brought the two to the edge of a bookshelf. "The contents of Harry Potter are recorded in these magic history books, you can choose and choose."

The blond clerk picked up a book, "Of course, I personally recommend this book "Those Wizards of the 20th Century". The author is a little-known young wizard, and it was published in a hurry. Nothing major will happen in ten years.”

Harry took the book, and the thick red cover took up most of the weight, "He writes vividly, and unlike other magic history books, I personally think it is more suitable for little wizards to read... I'm at the counter, if I find a suitable Bring the book."

"OK, thanks."

Anna leaned over to read Harry's open book, she noticed Harry's red cheeks, he looked ashamed and happy, "What are you looking at?"

Harry pointed to a paragraph: '...I have to mention the boy who survived the catastrophe-Harry Potter, although he was only one year old at the time, he had already shown a great strength, perhaps not ruling out the factor of luck, but Who cares, this amazing boy has defeated the most terrifying monster! If I had to say, it's not too much of a Harry Potter Day...'

Anna raised her eyebrows, it seemed that the author was a Harry. "I don't even remember what happened," Harry quickly flipped to the next page, "only a green light..." Harry's voice disappeared.

Appearing on the page is a picture of a man and a woman. The woman has long dark red hair, bright green eyes and a gentle smile. The man wears the same round glasses as Harry.

Anna glanced at Harry and made a comparison—except for the eyes, Harry and his father were carved out of the same mold.

'... The tragedy of Godric's Hollow, the young wizard couple - Lily Evans (Potter), James Potter, who gave their lives in this battle against Mysterious Man, can no longer watch Growing up with his own children, this is inseparable from James Potter's overconfidence in his 'best friend' Sirius Black, who was imprisoned in Azka after killing Peter Pettigrew and twelve Muggles. class…'

Chapter end