There is no doubt that when Zuo Si disguised himself as an outstanding young man who was wise, rational, intelligent, modest, polite, and whose way of speaking and wording were pleasing to the eye, it would be almost difficult for anyone not to like him.
As a housewife, Molly was amused by just a few words, especially the exaggerated yet appropriate compliments, which made her feel very happy.
There was no way, because the magic item worn by Zuo Si could easily sense the thoughts of all creatures within a radius of ten meters.
Especially without using brain occlumency, he can say what everyone around him wants to hear most at any time as long as he wants.
Obviously, Molly did not use brain occlusion in her own home and without any defense, so she was naturally overjoyed by the praise.
Ron on the side was completely dumbfounded!
He watched in amazement as his mother was fooled by sweet words.
You have to know that when he was in school, Zuo Si always maintained a rather "cold" attitude. He hardly interacted with other students and most of the time he was too lazy to even say hello.
But now, his performance completely overturned all of Ron's previous understandings.
Of course, the twin brothers also felt quite incredible.
But considering that the better Zuo Si performed, the greater the chance of getting his pocket money back, he showed more happiness.
Finally, after some explanation, Molly finally understood where George and Fred got the huge sum of money.
"So the money George and Fred have is really the salary you paid them? And not the money they earned through illegal means?"
"That's right, ma'am. The money is all earned through their hard work. It is legal income earned through magical knowledge, technology and craftsmanship, so please don't worry." Zuo Si gave an affirmative answer with a smile.
"Okay. I can return the money to you. But! In order to prevent you from developing a habit of spending money recklessly, every expenditure must be recorded and I will check it at any time." Molly stared at her two most trouble-making sons and said in a serious tone.
"No problem, Mom."
George nodded quickly and vigorously, not daring to bargain at all.
Fred vowed, "We will make sure the accounts are presented in a very clear manner so that you can see at a glance where the money was spent."
Obviously, the twins knew their mother's character very well and understood that the best response at this time was to be obedient and agree to all the conditions proposed by their mother.
This was one of the reasons why the twin brothers, despite being constantly in trouble at school, never received a Howler Letter like Ron did.
They are smart and have long understood their parents' psychology and temper.
A look of satisfaction appeared on Molly's face. "Very good. After dinner, I will return the purse full of gold galleons to you."
"Hooray! Mom, I love you!"
When George heard that he would get the large sum of money back immediately, he jumped up and gave his mother a warm hug.
Fred followed suit and gave his mother a big kiss on the face, then jumped and danced around the living room.
"What a pair of naughty kids..."
Molly smiled and shook her head, with a hint of pride in her eyes.
But soon, she picked up the huge cake and returned to the kitchen, where she continued to prepare a sumptuous dinner.
Because if the cake is left in the living room, it will probably be eaten up by these greedy little creatures before dinner starts.
Sweets, especially in the UK, have an extraordinary appeal to teenagers.
Molly doesn't want her children to eat too many sweets and end up not being able to finish the beef patties she carefully prepared.
As soon as she left, George and Fred came to sit on both sides of Zuo Si, grinning and saying, "Thanks, brother. We owe you a big favor."
"Yes, we have made a lot of interesting new inventions during the summer vacation. Do you want to try them?"
Seeing the malicious expressions of the couple, Zuo Si immediately complained: "So your way of expressing gratitude is to use me as an experiment? No, thank you. I don't want some bird hair to grow on my face for no reason."
"Hahahaha! Don't worry, these bird feathers are not permanent. They will fall off by themselves after a while." George plucked a handful of bird feathers on his face and laughed.
Fred also explained: "We originally planned to make a kind of prank cookie that can turn people into an oversized canary after eating it. However, due to the problem of the formula, at this stage, only some bird feathers can grow. But this is also very interesting, isn't it?"
"Yeah, it's fun to see other people become like this, but it's not so fun if it happens to you. Why don't you hire Ron as a tester for the new product?" Zuo Si gave the twin brothers a bad idea.
Ron, who was originally sitting aside and watching the show, was stunned for a moment, with a hint of nervousness in his eyes.
In my heart I was screaming "It's none of my business".
Because the cruel things his twin brothers did to him were almost becoming a shadow in his childhood.
Especially the fact that a toy was instantly transformed into a lively giant spider, causing poor Ron to suffer from severe arachnophobia.
In addition, the two also did things including but not limited to trying to make young Ron sign an "unbreakable oath" with strong magical binding force, and making him drink some messed up potions with no idea what the effect was...
Come to think of it, it's really a miracle that Ron has managed to survive in this family until now.
"My dear brother, I believe you will not refuse the invitation from your brother, right?" George's eyes flashed with a frightening light.
Ron was so frightened that he stood up from his chair, backing away while shaking his head desperately: "No! Don't even think about it! I have already sworn that I will never touch anything you two hand me again in my life, especially food."
"Hey, don't be so absolute. Have you forgotten that we have a lot of money on hand now? If you are willing to be a tester of the new product, we can pay you some salary."
Fred even took out the little silver he had left from his pocket and tempted him.
Because he knew how much Ron, who always used second-hand goods for everything, wanted to get some extra pocket money.
What's more, the two of them would be able to get back a bag full of gold Galleons soon, so there was no need to worry about this small amount of money.
But for Ron, these small silver coins were exactly what he had always dreamed of.
As for the Galleons...
Sorry, he has only seen this highest denomination currency a few times since he was a child.
After hesitating and struggling for a long time, Ron finally couldn't help but ask, "How is the salary of a tester calculated?"
"Each test you take is five Silver Sickles. The more you take, the more you get. How's that? Fair, isn't it?"
As he spoke, Fred made a clinking sound with the coins in his hand.
Soon, poor Ron agreed to become the so-called "product tester" under the persuasion of his two brothers.
He had no idea how dangerous the twins' inventions were.
You have to know that for most first-year students at Hogwarts, it is very difficult to even turn a match into a needle.
But what about the Weasley twins?
When they were five years old, they could turn a teddy bear into a big furry spider! When they were seven years old, they almost succeeded in making the "Unbreakable Vow", which even many adult wizards could not do! It can be said that in terms of talent, George and Fred are definitely among the top few wizards.
It's a pity that they didn't use this talent in the right place, otherwise they would definitely be able to enter Hogwarts and become a respected professor in the future.
It is also because of this that those magic products that are used as jokes or pranks actually have a very high level of technical content and a very high risk factor.
When Zuo Si was in school, he had witnessed with his own eyes the spectacular scene of two people exploding a potion pot in the laboratory.
Because of this, they stayed in the hospital for a whole week.
Just watching the Weasley children playing and fighting, and talking about some interesting things that happened during the holidays, time unknowingly came to dinner time.
When Arthur returned from a busy day at the Ministry of Magic, dragging his tired body, the first thing he noticed was Zuo Si who was visiting as a guest.
To be exact, as long as one worked in the Ministry of Magic, it would be almost impossible to ignore this young man who had brought about tremendous changes to the entire wizarding world in just one year.
Whether it is the proposal and widespread application of the technology of storing spells in scrolls, or the "staff ring" equipped to all law enforcement agencies, they can be called epoch-making inventions.
At least these things played a significant role in dealing with those dark wizards who tried to resist.
Minister of Magic Fudge, in particular, even compared Zuo Si to a super genius who could surpass Dumbledore in the future, and praised him openly.
But Arthur understood that Fudge and his lackeys were praising this outstanding Hogwarts student in order to suppress Dumbledore's huge influence and create a new object of worship for the people to divert their attention.
Arthur has never been interested in participating in this boring political game and just watched from the sidelines.
But after seeing Zuo Si in person, he couldn't help but ask during dinner: "If you don't mind, can you tell me how you came up with the idea of using scrolls and ink to store spells?"
"It's a book, a book kept in the restricted section of the Hogwarts Library." Zuo Si answered mysteriously.
"Oh? What book is it?" Arthur suddenly became interested.
Like all Gryffindor graduates, he often stayed up late at night to wander around the castle and went on adventures in the Forbidden Forest when he was in school, so he didn't think there was anything wrong for a freshman to go to the restricted area.
"A book called "Spells and Runes" compiled in 200 BC. When the author Tous was explaining the wandless casting technique, he mentioned that some special magic runes can produce spell-like effects after being arranged and combined. I conducted some in-depth research along this line, and finally found some of the rules with the help of mathematical exhaustive method."
"Spells and Runes? I really want to have some impression of this book." Arthur swallowed the beef pie in his mouth with a thoughtful expression.
Zuo Si responded directly: "This book is on the third shelf on the right hand side of the banned books section, at the end of the second row.
However, since it is written in ancient Latin, most students probably cannot understand it.
Not only ancient Latin, but also a large number of works in Old English, Old German and Old French, the meaning of which cannot be accurately understood by modern students with their reading level.
I think Hogwarts should offer some language courses, otherwise these precious books will be forgotten in an inconspicuous corner sooner or later."
"You know all these languages and scripts?" Arthur raised his eyebrows in disbelief.
"Of course. As long as I have a dictionary and reference books, it only takes me about seven days to learn a completely unfamiliar language and writing." Zuo Si spread his hands pretending to be relaxed.
To be precise, with the help of the eye of knowledge, no matter how obscure, awkward, or difficult to understand the words and symbols are, they will eventually be transformed into content that he can understand.
"What an enviable talent. It seems those guys are right. You are indeed a rare genius. No wonder you can come up with so many creative inventions. Maybe in the near future, you can really bring some positive influences and changes to the wizarding world." Arthur couldn't help but sigh slightly.
"Dad, Soth has already done this. Didn't you read the latest Daily Prophet? Many magic schools will offer courses on how to make scrolls next semester, and maybe they will even include OWL exams in a few years." George suddenly interrupted.
"What? New courses? And OWL exams!"
Ron, who was originally eating with his head down, suddenly raised his head.
You know, this is not good news for him.
After all, one more course means more academic pressure.
And for reasons that he could not explain, he was inherently resistant to learning these things invented by Zuo Si.
"Here, here is the newspaper. Take it and read it yourself."
As he spoke, George handed a newly published copy of the Daily Prophet to his silly brother.
After seeing that the news was revealed by an official from the Ministry of Magic, the latter suddenly showed an expression of despair, and even the beef patties on the plate no longer smelled good.
However, as a "little invisible" in the family, Ron's dejection did not attract the attention of others.
There's nothing we can do about it, it's because his presence is so low.
Molly took the opportunity to ask her husband, "How is your work at the Ministry of Magic going recently? I heard that you are conducting a large-scale search on those pure-blood families recently?"
Arthur smiled bitterly and replied, "Not very effective. Apparently, someone in the Ministry of Magic tipped them off, so this surprise inspection found almost no evidence. Especially that bastard Lucius, he barely showed any clues."
"Don't lose heart. We all know that Lucius and his allies were Death Eaters around the You-Know-Who. Sooner or later, they will pay for the crimes they committed." Molly comforted softly.
"Maybe. If the wizarding world continues to maintain the current peace, I think it is unlikely that they can be sent to Azkaban."
After this surprise inspection, Arthur obviously saw something and had completely given up hope.
Especially the current Minister of Magic, Fudge, who is acting like a peacemaker and does not want any big trouble to happen during his term of office.
He hoped that everyone could live in peace with him and no one could cause trouble, thus maintaining the prosperous and beautiful scene of the British wizarding world.
Of course, from the perspective of most wizards, Fudge's approach could not be considered wrong. At least he maintained a superficial peace.
Most of the Weasley children were clearly not interested in the conversation between their parents.
Fred even poked Ron with the handle of his fork and asked quietly, "Have you written to Harry recently?"
"Of course he did. But for some reason, he just wouldn't reply to my letter." Ron rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"No reply yet? That's not right! He's not Soth, who would lock himself in the room all day doing experiments. If I remember correctly, he should be living with his Muggle aunt and can't use any spells at all." George's tone was full of strong doubt.
Ron nodded quickly. "It's really worrying. Hermione and Hagrid also wrote to say that they didn't get a response to any of their letters to Harry. This is quite abnormal."
"There are only two possibilities. One is that all the letters were intercepted by someone with ulterior motives, and the other is that Harry's Muggle relatives forbade him to write back. I believe you should know how much his aunt and uncle reject and hate magic." Zuo Si reminded calmly.
"Damn it! I would have forgotten if you hadn't told me! Harry once said that he was often abused by the Dursleys since he was a child." Ron exclaimed in sudden realization.
"What? Abuse? Who dares to abuse the savior of the British wizarding world!"
Ginny, who had remained silent all this time, suddenly became angry.
"According to Harry, the Dursleys often lock him up and don't give him food. No! We have to go and check it out."
Ron had completely lost his appetite at this moment and stood up from his chair.
But before he could take any action, Molly glared at him and shouted, "Sit down and eat! It's not your turn to interfere in this matter."
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Ron, who was like an angry little lion in the last second, immediately wilted under his mother's threatening eyes. He sat down obediently and nibbled the beef pie on the plate bite by bite, with an expression that showed he had lost all hope in life.
After all, biological mothers are naturally intimidating to children.
After dinner was over, Fred secretly made a gesture with a very obscure movement.
But before they could return to the room upstairs, they heard Arthur, who was helping to clean up the dishes, complain in a low voice: "Damn it! It's an emergency! Harry Potter just used a hovering spell in his residence. According to Article 3 of the "Act for the Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards" promulgated in 1857 and Article 13 of the "International Statute of Wizarding Confederation", he will probably receive a very severe warning this time. I have to go back immediately to work overtime."
"Go ahead. I believe Harry is a good boy and there must be some misunderstanding." Molly hurriedly put on her husband's coat.
The latter waved his wand lightly, and instantly disappeared from the spot.
"I think Harry's situation is not very good. What do you think?" George asked Zuo Si in an uncertain tone.
The latter shrugged and replied, "That's obvious. But I'm afraid I can't help much in this matter. Because if I get involved, it will definitely be on the front page of the news tomorrow, and it will be used by some people with ulterior motives."
"Your help is not necessary. The two of us brothers are more than enough to deal with two Muggles. But mom will definitely keep a close eye on us tonight, so we have to wait two days before looking for an opportunity to act."
After saying this, Fred winked at George.
The latter immediately understood what he meant, sneaked down and began to search through the drawers and cabinets.
After a while, he stole a car key.
Zuo Si did not get involved in the twin brothers' rescue of Harry Potter, but got up and left quickly after dinner.
The content is also very simple, just the information of Professor Crocker's family members and friends.
Unlike most wizards who have complicated family backgrounds, relatives, and friends, this professor who is obsessed with studying time magic has a very simple social network.
He has a wife, two sons and four grandchildren.
On weekdays, he neither likes drinking nor is interested in attending various parties. He basically goes between the Department of Mysteries and home.
One of the sons was engaged in the excavation of magical relics and was basically away from home all year round. There was no sign that he was involved in the research of time magic.
Although the other son had worked with Professor Crocker as an assistant for about two years, he obviously had no talent in this area, so he soon switched to a job studying magical plants.
In other words, neither of Professor Crocker's two sons should have the ability to cast the time reversal spell.
On the contrary, one of the four grandsons, named Kerwin, showed amazing talent when he was in school and was later specially recruited into the Department of Mysteries.
As for the time converter, so far there has been someone responsible for its care, and there has never been a record of it being lost.
"Well, it seems that these are the only two suspects that can be identified at the moment."
Without saying a word, Zuo Si directly used the Planeswalker's card to summon two succubi that had been captured not long ago, and gave them orders to approach Professor Crocker and his grandson, and then extract some secrets from them through seduction and other means.
If possible, it would be best to figure out the time reversal spell and the full set of technology required to make a time converter.
After accepting the task, the two succubi immediately transformed into charming human women, turned around and disappeared into the night.
About two or three hours later, they all locked onto their target and created an unexpected encounter.
Among them, Kelwin, who was relatively young and at an impulsive age, was completely attracted by the charm displayed by the succubus in less than two hours, and unknowingly became her captive.
It probably won't be long before the succubus squeezes all the secrets out of his mind.
In comparison, Professor Crocker's progress was relatively slow.
Although the succubus successfully attracted his attention, his long-standing cautious character and loyalty to his wife and family allowed him to temporarily resist that powerful temptation.
However, the failure did not make the succubus feel frustrated. Instead, she planned to play the long game and catch a bigger fish.
After all, it's not like they haven't seen mortals with strong wills before. As long as they spend time, even the holy warriors who symbolize order and kindness can be corrupted little by little.
When the owl delivered the letter from Hogwarts and the list of books required for the next semester, Zuo Si was surprised to find that his own book was also on the list, and there was also an elective course on magic scroll making in the course schedule.
Along with these two things, there was also a handwritten letter from Headmaster Dumbledore.
The content naturally invites him to give an open class every week similar to the one last semester, teaching Hogwarts students how to make magic scrolls.
In return, Zuo Si not only received an extra salary, but also enjoyed some benefits and privileges only available to professors.
Of course, if you refuse, then Snape will take over the class.
After thinking about it for a few minutes, he quickly wrote a reply agreeing to accept the proposal.
There's nothing I can do about it, since Gilderoy Lockhart will be the teacher for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class next semester.
Zuo Si didn't want to be entangled by this annoying guy who loved fame, so it was very necessary for him to get himself a professor status.
As for books like "Breaking with the Female Ghost", "Traveling with Ghouls", "Holiday with Hags", "Traveling with Trolls", "Traveling on a Ship with Vampires", "Wandering with Werewolves", and "A Year with the Snowman", he was not planning to buy any of them.
"North! Get ready and come with me to Diagon Alley." Zuo Si Chong ordered the house-elf.
The latter immediately bent down and bowed deeply: "As you wish."
Then the little thing walked to its owner, raised its thin and skinny hand and snapped its fingers lightly.
Bang! With a crisp sound, the two of them instantly arrived at the main entrance of the Leaky Cauldron from the distant mountains.
Although according to the regulations of the Ministry of Magic, underage wizards are not allowed to use magic without permission, Zuo Si found a loophole and let the house-elf take him to teleport.
It has to be said that his appearance immediately attracted the attention of many people in the bar.
Because house-elves are magical creatures that only ancient pure-blood aristocratic families, or magic schools like Hogwarts that have been passed down for thousands of years can afford to raise.
When he walked into the bar, the owner Tom instantly recognized Zuo Si's identity and immediately greeted him in a half-joking tone: "Look who's here! The rising star of the British wizarding world! The creator of magic scrolls and spell storage technology, the genius who is destined to surpass Dumbledore to become the greatest wizard - Soth! Do you know? When you and Snape walked in last year, I knew you were destined to be extraordinary."
"Save your clichés and save them for the savior Harry Potter. I won't buy them." Zuo Si also responded in a half-joking tone.
Because he knew that this was just the other party's way of expressing closeness and goodwill, and there was no sarcasm or ridicule in it.
However, Old Tom's words immediately made many guests in the tavern realize who this young man with the house-elf was, and they all looked at him with curiosity, greed, or surprise.
After all, Zuo Si's photo had been published in newspapers more than once, and even the manufacturer of the chocolate frog was planning to make cards with his name and deeds to attract more children to buy them.
"Hahahaha! What do you want to drink?" Old Tom asked with a laugh.
Zuo Si glanced at the dirty cups that had probably not been cleaned for a long time, as well as the guests with yellow teeth, and immediately shook his head and refused: "Forget it, the drinks here are not suitable for me."
"That's a pity." Old Tom shrugged nonchalantly.
Just as he was about to say something, an old woman who looked to be in her sixties or seventies slowly stood up from her seat, walked straight to Zuo Si, bowed awkwardly, and said in a vague voice: "Thank you for your invention, Lord Soth. It has given me a new way to make money."
"Would you mind signing my name for me?"
Another middle-aged man took out a book called "Step-by-step Guide to Storing Spells - Volume 1" from his backpack.
"And me!"
"Please sign for me too!"
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All of a sudden, many guests in the hotel gathered around.
Obviously, they are all beneficiaries of the first wave of scroll-making technology.
Some of them could even earn quite a good income just by selling the magic scrolls they were best at, so they were full of gratitude to the inventor who had made this technology public.
After all, judging from their attire and appearance, these people were previously marginalized groups in the magical world. There might even be discriminated werewolves hiding among them, who simply couldn't find any decent jobs.
Zuo Si did not refuse, but waved his magic wand and signed his English initials on the first page of each book handed to him.
When he finished all this and was about to turn around and head to Diagon Alley, he suddenly saw a familiar petite figure walking in from outside with two adults.
The two adults were obviously Muggles who didn't understand magic. They had been looking around this old bar with curious eyes, which looked at least several hundred years old.
As for the girl in the front wearing a dark blue dress, black stockings and brown leather shoes, it was Hermione Granger herself.
Just like Zuo Si who was growing rapidly, she looked much taller in just one holiday. Her long brown wavy hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and she even had light makeup and lip gloss on her face.
"Soth?!"
The girl's voice was full of surprise. She immediately ran over to him and gave him a warm hug. At the same time, she asked him very quickly, "What were you busy with during this vacation? Why did you wait until school was about to start before you replied to my letter?"
Feeling the faint scent of perfume emanating from the girl, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and explained, "I was extremely busy during this holiday and had no time to read the letters sent by owls."
"Like?" Hermione looked up and stared into Zuo Si's eyes.
"Let's say I succeeded in making this..."
As he spoke, Zuo Si took out the enhanced version of the magic stone he made from his pocket.
At first, Hermione didn't recognize what this thing was.
After all, the only Philosopher's Stone in existence was created by Nicolas Flamel, and it appears as irregular crystals the color of pomegranates or rubies.
But the one in front of me is a turbid black.
Only in the gaps between the lines can you vaguely see the magical mercury flowing.
But soon, by feeling the powerful magic and life energy emanating from it, the girl noticed that the small cut on her hand that had been made a few days ago had healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, without even leaving a scar.
"Magic... Philosopher's Stone? You successfully created a second Philosopher's Stone!"
Hermione subconsciously covered her mouth, her face full of shock and disbelief.
Although she had known for a long time that Zuo Si would try to make his own Philosopher's Stone sooner or later, she had never expected that day would come so soon.
And the successful creation of the Philosopher's Stone also means that his alchemy level has reached the world's top level.
"That's right. Do you see the silver liquid flowing in the middle of this magic stone? They have the ability to change the properties of matter, and can even revive people who died unnatural deaths after being mixed with healing potions." Zuo Si whispered softly in the girl's ear.
It was not known whether it was the stimulation from the hot air exhaled while speaking, or the strong impact brought by the word "resurrection", but Hermione shivered uncontrollably in an instant.
After about three or five seconds, she finally came to her senses and exclaimed in a trembling voice: "Oh my God! If...if this is true, then the entire wizarding world will go crazy about it."
"So remember to keep it a secret for me. Because you are the second person so far who knows its true purpose." Zuo Si said meaningfully.
"Thank you for telling me this. I swear I will keep it a secret for you."
The girl's eyes revealed such a feeling of being trusted that she completely forgot about her previous intention to "hold him accountable" for not replying to the letter in time.
Just when she wanted to ask about the production process of the Philosopher's Stone and its other uses, Mr. Granger, who was standing by and watching his daughter kissing a strange boy for a long time, finally couldn't help but coughed loudly.
"cough!"
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Hermione realized that the two of them seemed to have maintained this ambiguous and intimate action for a little too long. A faint blush suddenly appeared on her fair face. She quickly loosened her arms and forced herself to calm down. She turned around and introduced her parents: "Dad, Mom, this is Soth who I often mentioned to you. Soth, these are my parents."
"It's a great honor to meet you, Mr. Granger and Mrs. Granger." Zuo Si bowed without any panic.
"We are glad to meet you too, young man."
Mrs. Granger was obviously very satisfied with the politeness and maturity displayed by Zuo Si at this moment, and the corners of her mouth even showed a noticeable upward curve.
Because Zuo Si's current charm attribute is as high as eighteen points, coupled with the huge influence of divine power on mortals, and the temperament of a superior that has been cultivated for a long time, his every move will produce a strong attraction that cannot be described in words.
From a woman's perspective, this is a standard "high-quality stock".
Moreover, Mrs. Granger learned from her daughter that the young man in front of her was a bona fide millionaire in the wizarding world, and his wealth would continue to increase over time.
In contrast, although Mr. Granger was unhappy that his daughter might be snatched away by the other party in the future, he had to admit that his daughter did have good vision.
At least it's much better than the neighbor's daughter who hangs out with a bunch of hooligans all day, smoking and drinking or getting ugly tattoos on her body.
Just like that, with Zuo Si's deliberate catering and conversational skills, Hermione's parents opened up in less than ten minutes.
Mrs. Granger, in particular, even told her daughter some funny stories from her childhood, despite her strong protests, and they looked like a real family.
In the end, Zuo Si persuaded the two parents to stay in the Leaky Cauldron, and he took Hermione into Diagon Alley to purchase books and various tools and materials that might be used.
Since Hermione made a lot of money last semester, there was no need for her to go to Gringotts to exchange gold coins.
When they reached the door of the pet shop, Zuo Si took out the small cat statue and handed it to the girl.
"What is this? Some kind of craft?" Hermione asked in an uncertain tone.
"No, it's a civet cat that can see things that ordinary people can't, and it can also help its owner fight. Most importantly, it's different from an ordinary pet. You don't have to feed it, and you don't have to worry about it dying of old age one day."
Zuo Si briefly introduced the purpose of this magic statue.
Although in terms of functionality, the giant wolf spider statue in his hand is obviously more powerful.
But the thing is, when it comes to giving gifts to girls, the most important thing is never functionality or practical use.
Many straight men have problems in this regard, which is why they often find themselves spending money but getting no thanks.
Zuo Si, who considered himself a smart man, would never make such a mistake.
Moreover, after experiencing Talona's love confession and Isadora's self-replicating madness, he finally realized how precious Hermione's "normality" and "sanity" were.
"So how can I summon it?"
The girl was obviously moved by the statue's lifelike and cute appearance. She took it in her hands and examined it again and again.
"It only takes one spell. Repeat after me - Ashura!"
"Ashla!"
As the spell was recited clearly, the statue instantly emitted a green light.
Then the entire statue suddenly came to life, from a lifelike wood carving, into a feline covered with dark blue hair, which looked somewhat similar to a lynx and a mountain cat. It jumped lightly from its owner's arms to the ground.
In terms of size, it is undoubtedly much larger than an ordinary domestic cat.
Especially those dark eyes, which clearly exude magical power.
"Oh my God! It's...it's so beautiful!"
Hermione bent down and tried to stroke the civet's head.
The latter obviously knew that the girl in front of him was his new master, so instead of resisting, he took the initiative to come forward and meowed coquettishly.
After teasing him for a while, the girl stood up and said with emotion: "Thank you! This is definitely the best gift I have ever received in my life. By the way, what is its name?"
"I don't know. Maybe you can name it yourself." Zuo Si spread his hands indifferently.
He has never been very keen on naming pets, nor is he good at it.
In fact, when he had a dog, he was too lazy to give it a name, so he always referred to it as "wei".
As a result, when the dog grew up a little, it always thought that its name was "Hey".
When walking on the street, as long as someone shouts "Hey", it will immediately run over as a conditioned reflex, causing a lot of jokes.
"Really? I can name it?" Hermione's eyes lit up instantly.
"Of course. It's yours now, so you certainly have the right to name it." Zuo Si immediately gave an affirmative answer.
Because creatures like this that are made into summoning statues often do not have their own names, except for very few.
In other words, in the eyes of their makers and owners, they are merely tools used to delay time and hunt down enemies, and are not worth naming at all.
But Hermione, who keeps a civet cat as a pet, is different. She even came up with several names in less than a minute, and then began to struggle about which one to use.
Taking advantage of this gap, Zuo Si walked into the pet store and bought the cute and ugly Crookshanks...
(End of this chapter)
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