94 Diagon Alley

    I almost cried. "

    "Trust me, Ron. That's also a lot better than last year's divination class, and if you don't mind, I really hope your monster book takes Professor Trelawney's crystal ball. All crushed."

    "Hi! Hermione! Harry" Ron raised his wand and greeted the two little people in the distance. Gwen didn't know how he could recognize them from a distance.

    After the three little friends hugged warmly, Hermione said that she just happened to buy herself a birthday present, maybe an owl.

    So they crossed the street and came to the shop called Wonder Zoo.

    There is not much space inside. Cages hang every inch of the wall. The store is smelly and noisy. Because the small creatures in the cage are making various calls.

    A pair of purple toads with huge eyes sat there, gobbling unpleasantly. A large tortoise with gemstones on its hard shell shows off near the window. Poisonous orange snails were slowly emerging from the edges of their glass boxes, and a fat white rabbit kept turning into a silk top hat and back again with a loud puff. Then cats of all colors, a cage of rowdy ravens, a ridiculous basket of mustard-colored soft fur **** humming loudly, and a large cage on the counter with silky black mice growing The long bald tail played some kind of jumping game.

    Ron approached the counter. "This is my rat," he said to the witch. "It's been a little bad since I brought it back from Egypt." "Put it on the counter," said the witch, pulling a pair of heavy black glasses from her pocket. Ron took Scabbers out of his inner pocket and placed it not far from his fellow rat. The mice in the cage stopped playing the jumping game, and crowded to the edge of the cage, trying to see more clearly.

     Scabbers is like everything Ron possesses (he once belonged to Ron's older brother Percy) and looks a little scarred. Compared with the oily mouse in the cage, it looks particularly scowling.

    "Well," said the witch, picking up Scabbers, "how old is this rat" "I don't know," said Ron, "very old. It turned out to be my brother's. ." "What can it do," said the witch, examining Scabbers closely. "Oh—" said Ron. The reality is that Scabbers has never shown the least bit of interest. The witch's eyes went from Scabbers' torn ear to her front paws, where a toe was missing, and the witch's mouth tutted. "He suffered a lot, the rat," she said.

    "That's what it looked like when Percy gave it to me," Ron defended himself.

    "A common house mouse or garden mouse like this, you can't expect it to live more than three years." The witch said, "If you don't want to replace it, you can try this A potion," said the witch, reaching under the counter and taking out a small red bottle.

    "Okay," said Ron, "how much—ouch!"

    A huge ginger-colored thing jumped down from the top cage, jumped onto Ron's head, and then poised forward, purring angrily at Scabbers. "No! Crookshanks, no!" exclaimed the witch, but Scabbers slipped from her hand like a bar of soap, fell to the floor on all fours, and ran for the door. "Babbles!" Ron yelled, following it out of the store; Harry followed.

    It took them about ten minutes to find Scabber, hiding under a wastebasket outside the Quidditch boutique. Ron put the shivering little rat still back in his pocket, then straightened up and patted his head.

    "What is that"

    "Either a very large cat or a very small tiger," said Harry.

     "Where's Hermione"

    "Probably buying owls."

    "Where's Gwen?"

    "Possibly buying her fat cat diet pills."

    They folded back down the crowded street, and they were still back at Wonder Zoo. Hermione and Gwen came out just as they were walking, but she wasn't holding an owl. She was holding the huge **** cat tightly in her arms.

    "Did you buy this monster?" Ron asked, his mouth closed in surprise.

    "It's got pretty shiny fur, isn't it," said Hermione, smiling.

    The cat's **** fur is thick and fluffy, but its legs are clearly bent, and its face looks grumpy and flattened by a frying pan. The cat was purring contentedly in Hermione's arms. And the dog in Gwen's arms barked from his throat, while waving his claws to sniff the big **** cat next door.

    "I can't believe it, the female store manager said that the dog can gain another ten pounds without losing weight." Gwen tried to control the excited white cat, while staring wide-eyed Pie-faced Crookshanks, "I think the dog is in love with her, Hermione. Do you think they'll have a litter of kittens?"

    Hermione shook her head solemnly, "The dog has to learn to get along with the lady first, he's too impatient."

    "Lady? This **** almost scratched my scalp!" said Ron.

    "It wasn't on purpose, you didn't, Crookshanks"

    "What about Scabbers?" said Ron, pointing to the bulge on his breast pocket. "He needs rest and relaxation! How can he rest and relax with this thing around - oh no - two big fat cats around"

    "This reminds me that you forgot your rat tonic." Hermione said, stuffing the little red bottle into Ron's hand. "Don't worry, Crookshanks will sleep in my dorm and Scabbers will be with you. What's the problem with that poor Crookshanks, the witch said it's been there for a long time and no one wants it. "

    "I can't really guess why," said Ron sarcastically.

    The group finally came to the Leaky Cauldron, where Mr. Weasley was sitting in the bar, reading the Daily Prophet. Mrs. Weasley was holding a bunch of stuff, followed by several other red-haired boys and her only daughter, Ginny.

    Ginny has always been fond of Harry, and when she sees Harry, she seems more embarrassed than usual, perhaps because he saved her life at Hogwarts. She blushed and muttered "hello" without even looking at him. Percy, however, held out his hand solemnly, as if he and Harry had never met. He said, "Harry, it's nice to see you."

    Gwen was afraid that she would laugh out loud when she saw the Percy HB badge, so she quickly got together with Ginny and asked her how her summer vacation was going. Once Ginny left Harry's radiant circle, she immediately returned to her confident and generous appearance. She first complained about the men in the family, and then hugged her dog and expressed her desire for a sister enviously.

    "Harry!" Fred said, elbowing Percy away, and bowing deeply, "It's an honor to meet you, old man—".

    "Fantastic," George said, pushing Fred away, and it was his turn to grab Harry's hand, "Absolutely wonderful."

    "Enough," said Mrs. Weasley. "Mom!" said Fred, as if he had just spotted her, and took her by the hand. "It's good to see you—"

    "Enough, I said," cried Mrs. Wessingle, placing all her purchases on an empty chair. "Hello, Harry, darling. I think you've heard the exciting news." She pointed to the new silver badge Percy was wearing on his chest. "Second boy student council president in this family!" she said, proud.

    "It's not easy." George sat down next to Gwen and whispered. "I don't doubt that," said Mrs. Weasley, frowning suddenly. "I noticed that you two were not made prefects."

    "Why are we going to be prefects?" George said, expressing his rebellious attitude to this statement.

    "You set a good example for your sister!" Mrs. Weasley snapped.

    Gwen quickly covered her mouth to keep the laughter out, then she bit George's ear and said, "If Ginny learns from you, Mrs Weasley will want to stuff you both back in her stomach. "

    "Trust me, Gwen, Mom always wanted to do this..." George squinted and smiled.

    “…It’s like we get two new Percys with one respawn,” added Fred, who joined the chat.

    Imagination of the Weasleys with seven Percys, Gwen rubbed his arms, "Better not, then the Weasleys will soon become the new bureaucratic offices of the Ministry of Magic. Yes." Then she surveyed the two half-haired boys up and down. "But, gentlemen, pardon me. You have to get some decent O.W.L.s this year, or Mrs Weasley might let you guys go next year. Be my classmate and take the test again."

    Fred and George pinched their ears impatiently and turned to steal Percy's badge.

    Love Education

    Gwen felt something was wrong with Katie, very wrong.

    Every year when school starts, she, Katie, the Weasley twins, and the occasional Lee Jordan, should sit in the same old box. On the way, talk about the adventures of the holiday, and occasionally play Thunderbolt or other magic card games.

    This year she set off from Diagon Alley with the Weasleys until she boarded the Hogwarts Express, Gwen never found her friend Katie.

    But she didn't struggle for long, Fred and George took out a pinched deformed candy like a treasure