Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

What is it about the magical world that attracts you most?

The image of Mrs. Weasley washing her own kitchen utensils immediately flashed through Sainz's mind. Suddenly, another image flashed through his mind. Various ingredients flew out from their storage places, interweaving in the air, and finally fell onto the plate as a mature kebab.

In the magical world, what attracts Sainz most is not the laser beams that shoot out from the tip of the small wooden stick. What really excites and fascinates him is the fascinating magic of turning the impossible into the possible.

A spell that can blow up a street certainly makes people realize the danger of spells, but being able to make life more comfortable with a wave of the hand is Sainz's truest yearning for magic.

Shaking his head to get rid of the sudden literary fad, Sainz swallowed the melting ice cream in a few bites. Suddenly, he thought it might be a good idea to have a pet.

The Magical Creatures Shop is located on the south side of Diagon Alley and sells a variety of pets, both common and unexpected.

It was very crowded inside, with cages densely hung on the walls, housing poisonous orange snails, giant turtles with jewels on their shells, sleek black mice, owls, ravens, cats of various colors, a shape-shifting rabbit that could turn itself into a top hat at any time, the cattail that was loved by little girls, and of course a giant toad that was wolfing down some kind of fly. It should be a fly, probably.

After closing the shop door, the noisy noise on the street immediately died down to a level that could not be heard clearly. Hundreds of little heads in the pet shop turned to look at Sainz at the same time. The mice, who were described as "the most showy", jumped up and down excitedly.

No matter whether they were fierce, cute, or showy, none of them attracted his attention. As soon as Sainz entered the door, he immediately caught his eye of a blue-gray figure standing quietly on a high place through a pile of cages.

"What a unique vision, he is very fascinating, isn't he? I'm the store manager here, you noticed him, didn't you, so handsome!" A witch in her fifties wearing thick glasses.

"What kind of bird is he? Is he an owl or something?"

"Of course not, dear, he is an Asian peregrine falcon, a very fast little elf, but to be honest, he has a bit of a bad temper. Oh, I shouldn't say that."

"I think he's very quiet, not impatient at all."

"Yes, he is quiet, but he is also reluctant to talk to others. His eyes are a bit fierce. Most little wizards can't stand him. Several preschool wizards who came to Diagon Alley with their parents were scared by him. But, dear, he is absolutely trustworthy. Do you want me to bring him here?"

"No, thank you ma'am, I think I can go over on my own initiative." Sainz squeezed through the narrow cage aisle. When he got closer, he found that he was bigger than he had appeared from a distance. The figure standing on the box was about half a meter tall.

Perhaps sensing someone approaching, he turned around and faced Sainz. What was most impressive was his sharp eyes, bright red beak and legs.

Yes, this is definitely not a cute owl, this is an eagle.

In his previous life, Sainz had only heard of the peregrine falcon but had never seen one. He felt that even if he was given a photo, he would not be able to recognize it. He wondered if the peregrine falcon in the magical world should look like this.

"My dear, I think he should have the bloodline of the Golden Snidget. They are both famous for their speed. You see, the feathers on the chest of the ordinary Asian Peregrine Falcon are white, the legs are orange-yellow, and the beak and claws are generally lead gray.

This one's beak, claws, and legs are bright red, and the feathers on its chest have a faint golden sheen in the egg white, which are undoubtedly evidence of the Golden Snidget bloodline. Ah, it's so charming, sometimes I want to keep it for myself, but I can't, I know he belongs to another little wizard who loves him more. "

Haha, Sainz is skeptical about this. His praise and reluctance are intended to raise the value of the goods. It’s too obvious.

Sainz stared into the eyes of this peregrine falcon, which was said to have Golden Snidget bloodline, for thirty seconds without giving in, until his eyes became less sharp and began to dodge.

"Are you willing to come with me? If you are, I will give you enough rats in the future. If you want to change your taste, you can even try grilled lizards occasionally. No peregrine falcon can refuse grilled lizards, right?"

It was not known whether it was Sainz's eyes that conquered him, or whether the conditions he offered were tempting enough, but this nearly half-meter-tall blue-gray bird with a red beak spread its wings and fell from a great height, landing lightly on his outstretched hand.

Sainz’s first feeling was, light!

This big bird is much lighter than he thought. It is nearly half a meter tall. Not to mention 10 or 20 kilograms, it must be heavier than a chicken. No, Sainz estimated that it weighs only about one kilogram at most. Even if it is a little more, it must be just a little bit.

The second feeling is, powerful!

Although the big bird doesn't weigh much, its claws are really big. The four claws are longer than Seens' fingers, and the claws when opened are wider than his fingers. He has never felt so intuitively that the proportion of a bird's claws to its body is so disproportionate before.

Without touching, he could feel how powerful the thighs hidden under the egg-white feathers were. He had no doubt that these sharp claws could dig through the skull of a wolf, and he had no doubt that his powerful wings could lift a small goat.

Seeing the big bird approaching Sainz, the store manager witch was amazed, "Oh~ dear, I have been dealing with these little cuties for thirty years, and I never knew that no peregrine falcon can refuse a lizard stick. Where is my notebook? Oh~ I have to write it down, write it down, this is undoubtedly a new discovery..."

Sainz glanced at the store manager witch who hurriedly recorded his random remarks as knowledge points, and secretly complained in his heart, as long as you are happy.

When it came time to pay the bill, he had to say that he had a clearer impression of the store manager, and in the end he only paid thirty-five Galleons for Speed.

Yes, he decided to name this medium-sized bird of prey with incredible speed Speed, Speed!

Once again, Sainz was confused by the economics of the wizarding world. To be honest, let alone this being a magical creature, even an ordinary peregrine falcon would cost between one hundred and one thousand pounds on the Muggle market.

How can I put it? The only explanation is that it costs wizards much less to capture peregrine falcons than Muggles.

Hey, he found another business opportunity. He just wanted to study magic quietly. Here he was tempted again! He didn't like money. He wasn't interested in money!

Walking your pet on a leash is basic etiquette, and walking your bird with a cage is also basic decency.

After going to the thrift store and buying a batch of junk at a super low price, Sainz finally walked into the Leaky Cauldron with satisfaction.

"Boss, stay at the hotel!"