After leaving Wenrenju, more than an hour had passed and the group began to walk towards Blooming and Blotts Bookstore.

But today is a special day. There are far more people going to the bookstore than just a few of them. A large group of people is crowded outside the store entrance, which is not spacious to begin with. Everyone is trying their best to get into the store.

"Why are there so many people today!" Harry opened his mouth in surprise. He had tried several times but failed to squeeze in.

"Maybe Flourish and Blotts is giving away eggs," Kyle said casually.

"Really?" Ron's eyes lit up.

"Of course it's fake!"

Hermione patted his arm excitedly and pointed to the window upstairs, "Look at that..."

There was a large banner hanging in front of the window:

"Gilderoy Lockhart Signed autobiography "The Magical Me" for sale "

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"We can meet him in person!" Hermione exclaimed excitedly. "I mean, almost all the books on the list are written by him!"

"But how do we get in?" Harry rubbed his sore arm. "Those people are too strong."

“This is easy…”

Kyle cleared his throat and shouted, "Mr. Lockhart, why are you here!"

For a moment, the crowded crowd stopped moving and people turned their heads to look for something.

Kyle and his companions took the opportunity to come to the door and squeeze in through the crowd.

"You're amazing, Kyle," Harry said with a smile.

"It's nothing." I was going to shout Voldemort just now, which would have been more effective.

"Please, don't say that name." Ron shuddered suddenly, "It will definitely cause confusion."

"I know, so I didn't shout." Kyle smiled, "But Ron, you have to try to accept this name."

"Many adult wizards can't do it..." Ron muttered softly, "Except you and Harry."

The line snaked from the door to the back of the shop, where Gilderoy Lockhart was signing books.

They each grabbed a copy of "The Break with the Female Ghost" and sneaked over to where the Weasleys and the Grangers were lined up.

"Oh, you're here, that's great!" Mrs. Weasley breathed hard and patted her hair. "We'll be able to see him soon..."

Gradually they came into sight of Gilderoy Lockhart, sitting behind a desk, surrounded by large photographs of himself, all of which showed "Lockhart" winking at the crowd and flashing his dazzling white teeth.

Lockhart himself wore pale blue robes and a pointed wizard's hat perched pertly on a head of wavy blond hair.

"He's so charming..." Mrs. Weasley stood on tiptoe, looking like a fan about to meet her idol.

"Yeah..." Mr. Granger next to him agreed, "His teeth are indeed charming. Oh, and his hair is nice too... What brand of toiletries does he use? Can I buy them here?"

"You can go to the magical supply store across from Ollivanders and have a look. They should have what you need."

Kyle said, "I recommend you try Porter's Super Shampoo. One of our professors has several boxes of it at home, and he usually doesn't want to use it."

"If even the professor is reluctant to use it, it must be very expensive..." Mr. Granger frowned.

They didn't exchange much gold coins, and most of them had to be saved for Hermione to go to school.

"It's not expensive. You can buy a big bottle for a few Sickles."

Mr. Granger stroked his thinning hair and became somewhat moved.

"Thank you, kid."

He said, "I think you must be the Kyle that Arthur and Molly mentioned. Hermione also often mentioned you, saying that you are the smartest little wizard in Hogwarts."

"That's too high of an evaluation." Kyle shook his head. "I just used the time others would have spent playing to read."

They feel like they are what Kyle calls “the others.”

But Harry was more concerned about another thing. He walked over to Kyle and asked hesitantly, "The shampoo you just mentioned, is it..."

"Yes, it's your Potter..." Kyle said, "But this brand was sold to someone else a long time ago, and it has nothing to do with your family anymore."

The excitement on Harry's face quickly disappeared and he returned to Ron in disappointment.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron asked.

"Nothing." Harry shook his head.

For a moment just now, he thought he had an uncle... or some other relative, but it turned out to be a false alarm.

“Get out of the way!”

At this time, a short, grumpy man holding a large black camera squeezed past Ron and said, "Don't block the way. This is for the Daily Prophet."

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"Oh, that's amazing!" said Ron, rubbing the instep of his foot that was hurt by the man's step.

Gilderoy Lockhart heard it, and he looked up, seeing Ron, and then Harry.

He stared at Harry for a moment, then jumped up from his seat and shouted, "Merlin, isn't this Harry Potter?"

The crowd made way for him, murmuring excitedly.

Harry watched Lockhart rush over. Judging from his actions, it seemed that he wanted to pull him to the front for a photo.

In a flash...

Under the threat of social death, Harry's brain suddenly awakened wisdom far beyond its usual level.

"Kyle's back there!" he yelled.

"Could it be Kyle who was awarded the Order of Merlin, Second Class?" Lockhart became even more excited and immediately looked in the direction of Harry's finger.

But there were only two middle-aged men and an excited witch...

Harry was stunned.

Where's Kyle... He was clearly there just now, how come he disappeared in the blink of an eye!

"I think the kid probably hid because he saw that I was too nervous."

Lockhart showed his shiny teeth. "You must know that I have won the Witch Weekly Most Charming Smile Award five times."

This reason was obviously not enough to convince Harry. Although he didn't know what the Witch Weekly Smile Award was, it was definitely not as good as the Order of Merlin.

Besides, Kyle had seen legendary wizards like Nicolas Flamel, so how could he be nervous?

"Kyle must have run away because he didn't want to be photographed!" Harry thought to himself.

He wanted to do the same, but Lockhart didn't give him the chance.

Although they didn't see Kyle, one Harry Potter was enough for them to make the front page.

Harry was dragged forward like a puppet, and Lockhart shook his hand affectionately while the photographer took the picture.

The short man pressed the shutter button frantically, and puffs of purple smoke drifted towards the Weasley family.

The applause from the people around him and the sound of camera shutters made Harry feel a little at a loss, and his face turned redder than Ron's hair.

He still couldn't figure out why Kyle suddenly disappeared.

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(End of this chapter)