Harry Potter and the Virtue of Miss Potter

"Walking, do you think we should leave or not?" Harry stood still.

“Of course we’re leaving! Even if he really is a bad guy and wants to kill us, it’s better than us staying here!” Wolmer grabbed Harry’s hand and followed Haig.

"I was wondering if you were scared, Mu." Hagrid knocked the door down again and went out.

Thunder was still rumbling outside, and Wu Mu paused for a moment.

Harry: "What's wrong, Wumu? It's okay, thunder isn't scary at all. The lightning won't strike us. Let's keep going!" Is Wumu afraid of thunder?

Wu Mu: "Okay, brother." Sigh, Yi Long, this lightning reminds me of you again. You took such a strong attack; it must have been very painful...

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London

After traveling with Hagrid for a long time, they arrived in London.

"All students must prepare their supplies. Will it be possible to buy all these things in London, Hagrid?" Harry read the letter again.

"As long as you know the connections, it's fine."

"A connection? What connection? Hagrid?" Wu Mu already knew he would be going to Diagon Alley soon, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly.

"Oh! You'll find out soon enough, Wumu." Hagrid patted Wumu on the shoulder and smiled.

Hagrid led the Potter siblings to a door, opened it, and found many people inside.

“Oh, Hagrid! The usual, right?” said a man who looked somewhat bald, who appeared to be either the owner or a waiter.

“No, thanks, Tom. I’m doing Hogwarts business, taking Harry and Ayman to buy things the school needs,” Hagrid said, holding one of them in each arm.

"Merlin, is it Harry Potter and Iam Potter?" As soon as he said this, everyone looked in Hagrid's direction.

A friendly man stepped forward and shook their hands. "Welcome back, welcome back, Mr. and Miss Potter."

"Oh! Hi! Hello!" Seeing that this person was very enthusiastic, she also greeted him warmly, and Harry nodded with a look of horror.

“I am Dolly, Mr. and Miss Potter. I can’t believe I’m finally meeting you!” said another enthusiastic lady.

Harry nodded repeatedly.

"Hi! Hello!" Wu Mu waved to her.

Another person, wearing a purple headscarf and matching leather gloves, and speaking with a slight stutter, shook hands with Harry. "Ha... Harry Potter, it's so nice to meet you."

"Hello, Professor, I didn't see you earlier." Hagrid stepped forward and greeted the man.

"Hi! Brother! Who is this?" Wu Mu's face was beaming with smiles, and it seemed that she was getting along very well with everyone here.

"Harry, Harry, this is Professor Quirrell, Hogwarts' Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Hagrid introduced Quirrell to the two of them when he saw that they had arrived.

“Oh! This…this must be Wamu Porter! It’s…nice to meet you.” Quirrell wanted to shake hands with Wamu, but when his hand was about to touch Wamu’s, Wamu instinctively pulled away.

Wu Mu: "Oh, oh! Sorry, I'm not really comfortable shaking hands with other guys besides my brother and Hagrid." Want to shake my hand? No way!

“Oh, oh, okay… okay, it’s good that the little girl is a bit… wary.” Quirrell patted Wu Mu on the shoulder.

“Wu Mu, I think, since he is a professor, our teacher, you can let down your guard against him, right?”

"Sorry, brother, sorry, Professor Quirrell, I'll be more careful next time, hehe."

"Hello, Professor, it's a pleasure to meet you." After listening to Mr. Ambrose's words, Harry shook hands with Mr. Quirrell.

"This course is... fascinating, but you don't... you don't need to study it anymore, right, Harry Potter?" Mr. Quirrell's tone carried a hint of boasting.

“I think I might have to disappoint you, Professor Quirrell. My brother Harry and I have never been exposed to magic since we were little, so we’re only just learning about this subject.” Wu Mu still harbored resentment towards Mr. Quirrell, not to mention that her brother had suffered at his hands.

"Oh, oh, okay... fine."

Harry: "..." What's wrong with my sister? Why does she sound different from before?

"Now we have to go, there's still so much to buy, hehehe." Hagrid's laughter sounded very benevolent.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye, Mr. Quirrell." Wu Mu unconsciously added "Mr. Quirrell" at the end.

Quirrell sized up Wu Mu.

Hagrid led Potter and his companion to another door, opened it, and went inside.

"What did she just call me?" Quirrell asked belatedly after the three left.

“Look, Harry, Wolverine, you two are quite famous. But I think you should shake hands with Professor Quirrell, little Wolverine. Maybe he'll pay more attention to you at school.”

“But why are we famous, Hagrid? Why do all those people know us?” Harry asked, puzzled.

"I don't know if it's appropriate for me to tell you, Harry Potter."