HP Systematic Seaver

The author has something to say: Xifu’s house fight is over, and the palace fight is next

☆、Preparation work before admission

The system has found a new direction of struggle. It turns out that my task is not to farm, but I belong to Gongdou.

Look, the draft post has arrived, and my little master is about to enter the palace.

Then my little master, no, my little master, needs a surprise education before entering the palace.

The system realizes that the education he gave to his little master before turned out to be in the direction of the so-called farming concubine, oh, what he taught is a capable daughter-in-law with a rural atmosphere, how can she become a noble concubine in the court.

The system found that there was a big problem with the education of the little master, and it needed to be rectified quickly.

Fortunately, there is still more than a month before entering the palace.Everything is in time.

The system immediately changed its style of painting, and little Sif was even more confused.

Early in the morning, little Sif woke up and was about to jump out of bed. He was going to Prince's department store today, he had to go to the old Lord's to learn mathematics, and he had to read textbooks today. He was extremely busy.

But the system suddenly made a sound, stopping little Sif's actions.

"Little master, sleep for a while. Remember not to move violently."

Sev was surprised that the system had always supported and praised him for getting up early, what happened today, and said that the movements were too violent, and he was not his grandfather's age.

The system took a deep breath silently. The education in the past went astray. When I got up early in the morning, that was the style of a capable young wife from a peasant family. The young master will be a nobleman in the future. Get up three poles in the sun and drink some milk, bird's nest and so on slowly under the service of the maid.

My little master will be a nobleman in the future.

So under the pressure of the system, little Sif lay stiffly on the bed, restrained his habit of hard work, lay upright and stared until the sun was three poles, and then got up slowly and gracefully under the systematic education.

Little Sif didn't know what kind of nerves the system had. He was finally allowed to get up, and immediately jumped into a dive. The 11-year-old boy didn't even use the mirror at night, and used a comb to rake the top of his head, planning to wipe his face before reading.

The system spoke again, forcing little Sif to sit in front of the mirror and comb his hair seriously.

Little Sev's reluctant expression was reflected in the mirror.

The system has set a standard: "Three hundred combs."

Little Sif didn't understand.

The system added: "Comb carefully."

Little Sif reluctantly picked up the comb and combed his hair seriously.However, he didn't expect that the convulsions of the system that started in the morning would last for many days.

After breakfast, little Sif was forced by the system to stand in front of the mirror, put on his best clothes, and then the system muttered to himself while looking at it.

How to educate the little master to be a qualified little master.

Should I learn Jinghong Dance, or learn to cut flower branches, or practice catching butterflies again.

The Great Master finally spoke. He had been watching in silence for a long time, and felt that he was so shocked that he almost collapsed.

The master said, "What are you messing with, the system?"

The system saw that the Great God had woken up, and was very happy to have someone to discuss, so he turned his head sincerely and consulted the Great God: "It's not a big deal, right now I'm busy making my little master become aristocratic in a short time, you know, the palace This is what I need the most."

The Great God shook his head.

Your little master was dying of hunger when he was eight and a half years old, sold flowers on the street when he was nine years old, and worked as a food stall when he was ten years old. Even at the age of 11, he is still running a business these days.

I've never heard that it takes three generations to develop aristocratic temperament. How can you achieve it so quickly.

The system is also worried. Of course, my little master has a good temperament, but the problem is that this is the temperament of a hard-working and good boy. To stand out in the palace, are these temperaments useful? To make people look high in the palace, what is needed is aristocratic air.

It is the temperament of three generations who dare not do anything all day long, eat, drink, and engage in literature and art.

How should this be done.

The system thought about it for a while, and he decided: "Little master, stand in front of the mirror and let's take a look."

Little Sif, who didn't understand at all, shrugged helplessly.

Don't do such a commonplace strange gesture.System Supplement.

The aristocratic temperament is too illusory, and the system has no instant props, so how to practice, the system decided to start with posture, so little Sif put on a black school robe, stood in front of the mirror with a blank expression, and let the system dictate .The child was thinking about the book he hadn't finished reading, and his face became more and more gloomy.

In the end, the master was simply delusional, and it was the adult Professor Snape who was staring sullenly.

The system made gestures for a long time, but there were no bright spots, so he said discouragedly, "Take a break."

Little Sifford ordered, thinking about the book, he turned around abruptly.

Wait, the system yelled.

Little Sif froze under his cry.

The system happily looked at the posture of the little master's turn: "I found it, this posture, this posture." No wonder I wanted to find a signature posture for my little master but couldn't find it. It turned out that it was not the front.

Look at the elegance of my little master's turning around, look at the arc of the black robe, it turns out that the most beautiful side of the little master is the gorgeous turning around.

The system said: "Turn one more."

Little Sif turned around obediently.

The system is very excited: "Turn one more."

Little Sif continued to turn around.

The system said: "Turn again."

Little Sev continued to turn, wearing a new school robe, with a black back hem that drew a graceful arc.

Then little Sif covered his head: "System, stop spinning, I'm dizzy."

The Great God was also a little dizzy, and was surprised by the system. In other words, after Professor Snape's death ray was developed, the system developed Professor Snape's world-famous turn again.

The great god was a little helpless to complain.

He watched helplessly as the system had an idea and signaled the little master to change his posture, and he naturally noticed the billowing demeanor of the black robe.

The system exclaimed happily: "It's great, Zhen Huan has Jinghong dance, Zhao Feiyan also has some dance, and my little master also has his signature pose."

The Great God looked at him with a headache.

I mean, is this the same thing?

However, the system is still dissatisfied. After all, although the little master has bright spots, his nobility is still insufficient.

How to be aristocratic, the system finds it very troublesome.

The Great God looked at him and advised, "Actually, this is not important."

The system turned his head: "You don't understand, aristocratic air is a temperament. When you enter the palace, there are nobles inside. If you don't have this temperament, let alone palace fighting, you will be bullied."

The Great Master was surprised by the system's words, and then fell silent. Damn it, this system is always like this. Although it can't guess the process, it can guess the result.

Of course he knew how in the original plot, the professor who was assigned to Slytherin, among a group of nobles, was conservative and bullied because of his non-noble behavior.

Thinking about it this way, the system is really right.

The great master thought for a while, and pointed out a trick: "Go to grandpa."

The system's eyes lit up.

Princesburg, grandparents were sitting in the living room at this moment, with a thick potions book open on his grandfather's lap.He looked up and said, "Well, Sev will be going to Hogwarts soon, after all." Grandma nodded.

Grandfather said hesitantly, "Should I teach him about potions, then, before he goes?"

The grandmother didn't speak, the grandfather thought for a while, and said uncertainly: "Very few children like Potions, it is too difficult for them, and it is difficult to attract interest. Yes, I know that Sev may not think so. But I Knowing that a potion master might not be a good prospect, forever buried in the cellar, robes darkened by experiments, hair greasy, even teeth yellow, busy with research and become withdrawn."

The grandfather thought for a while and said, "So I'm not sure whether Sif should choose the direction of potions."

Grandma saw her old man falling into self-pity again, and quickly comforted him: "Sev is a good boy, and he has talents. We can let him choose."

Grandfather nodded.

But the grandmother came up with a question: "Sev has been living with Muggles, will she not adapt to wizarding school?"

This is a serious problem. Grandpa sat up straight and closed the book: "Yeah, it would be bad if it was like this."

Grandma thought for a while: "Why don't we pick him up and live there for a month."

Grandfather nodded: "Yes, those Slytherins will definitely bully wizards from Muggles, you are so right."

Then the fire flickered, and Sev appeared before them.The grandfather and grandmother nodded and told the elf to arrange the room.

Little Sif then lived a life he had never lived before. In the two months before entering Hogwarts, he finally lived the life of a noble boy in the wizarding world that he never hoped for.

Wearing an expensive robe, little Sif sat in his beautifully decorated room, looking at the piles of snacks on the surrounding tables, and beside him stood the elf sent by his grandfather.

Little Sev sighed, living aristocratic life is really boring.

However, the system and the master are very pleased to see that their little master is becoming more and more aristocratic.

The author has something to say: Miaoyou has a very important exam in December, and I must go all out, so I will continue to write after the exam, sorry here

☆, department store

This morning, the famous Harrods department store in London welcomed several strange guests.

Walking in through the revolving door was a little boy, not tall, wearing a half-new top. He walked into the best department store in the whole of Britain with his head held high and his chest held high, with his head held high.Behind him was a half-old man, whose clothes were white from washing, with his head down, following him step by step, as if he was very timid.

The people in the store looked strange, and they had never seen such a strange shopper.People who come to Harold are basically above the middle class.

Mr. Creevey, the milkman, was walking in the department store with his son. The old man had been poor for half his life, and he had never entered such a luxurious department store, and he didn’t even look at it from a distance. Now that he was suddenly pulled in, he couldn’t walk comfortable.

Little Creevey seemed very happy. He pulled his father and kept looking at the window, wondering what to buy.

Since Little Creevey helped Sif with advertisements back then, he was discovered to be a marketing talent, so he simply started doing business with Mr. Tobias. Tobias' winery was making a lot of money, and Creevey also made a lot of money.

So today he decided to bring his father over to buy some high-end things.

Little Creevey looked around as he walked, and then he pointed to a shop: "Dad, that tea set is good."

Old Mr. Creevey glanced at it, and then smacked his lips. What kind of high-end tea set was placed in their poor room? Looking at the price, old Mr. Creevey hurriedly dragged his son away.

Little Creevey continued, and then he suddenly pointed to a cane in a shop: "Dad, this cane is really impressive. I saw gentlemen holding it."

Old Creevey shook his head, he is a milkman, what does that walking stick look like.

Little Creevey was not discouraged. He continued: "That coat is very nice. Let's buy one. You can wear it when you go out to deliver milk at night."

Old Creevey was sweating coldly on his brow. It was a particularly luxurious bearskin coat, which was perfect for a king. If he wore it to deliver milk, how could the world be better?

Little Creevey saw that his father didn't want this or that, so he sat down on the bench and said, "Dad, let's buy it."

Old Creevey didn't buy it.

Little Creevey took out his wallet: "I can really buy it now, I've made money."

Creevey, who was not short of money, looked at his father, but the old Creevey firmly refused. Children are ignorant, so of course the money must be saved. In the future, his son will buy a house, marry a wife and have children.

Father and son couldn't convince each other, so they had to sit on the bench.

Then Creevey Jr. saw a boy sitting on another bench.

The boy sat there motionless, but Little Creevey had been running sales outside, and he easily sent the man's movements and expressions to tell that the boy was very confused now and probably needed help.Little Creevey continued to look up and down. Although the boy was wearing decent clothes, he could tell that he was either rich or expensive. He probably came here alone from a wealthy family.

Little Creevey looked at it and decided to have a chat with him.So he walked over and said hello.

The boy turned his head and glanced at him.

Little Creevey's breath was stagnant. He had seen many people, but he had never seen this kind of person. It seemed that his face was born with arrogance. It makes people feel uncomfortable.

However, little Creevey was good at observing words and expressions now, and he quickly saw that although the boy had a dignified face and a very strange manner, his eyes were really harmless.

So he smiled, and said to himself, fortunately, he was the one here, if Sev was here, and someone dared to look at him like that, Sev must be angry, Sev's temper is not as gentle as Creevey's.

Little Creevey then greeted him familiarly.

Sirius, who ran away from home, carefully looked at the Muggle boy who came to say hello. It was the second time he came to the Muggle shop. Everything was very strange, and what was still in his mind was the kind of evil, mean, and horrible things in his mother's bedtime stories. Muggle image, so Sirius suppressed his discomfort, with a look of refusal on his face.

But Little Creevey is not afraid of this kind of expression when he is doing marketing. He said familiarly: "Hello, I am Creevey. My father and I are here to shop. Are you here to shop too? Can we Let's go shopping together."

Sirius lowered his eyes and looked at the little Muggle boy. The Muggle had a warm expression and a sincere tone. He looked good, so he reservedly agreed.

Sirius followed Creevey and his son to start wandering in the department store. While the old Creevey continued to argue with his father about whether to buy something, Sirius looked around.

He came to find Alfred. His uncle, who was back in Grimmauld Place last time, seemed to have said that he sometimes went to the big department stores in London. He mentioned this street. He managed to escape. These days He was about to go to school, and his mother always caught him talking about the glory of the Black family and the status of the Black family, which annoyed him.

Sirius looked while walking, the big department store was good, but he wanted to go to Prince's department store more, but his family didn't allow him to walk around.

At this time, he saw a boy standing next to a shop. Sirius thought it was a model, but the model moved.It turned out that the boy was standing next to the model. He was wearing a checkered scarf, a black coat with a stand-up collar, and curly black hair. At first glance, he looked like a model for a fashion show.

The boy stood there, looking somewhere, but the gray eyes seemed to have depth.Sirius looked at him, and after a while, he finally turned his head and saw Sirius.

The boy stared at him, paused for a few seconds, and then muttered in a low voice: "An impulsive idiot."

Sirius was a little confused for a moment, not knowing who he was talking about, and then he was sure that the boy was looking at him, and Sirius was really angry.He said to the boy, "Who are you talking about?"

The boy stood still, his eyes flicked to him, without a trace of expression, and then said: "You sneaked out alone this morning, before you were served by someone to eat, I read that right, even the face towel and mouthwash are from others It was ready, you swallowed two pancakes, and while your mother might be busy in the living room, you opened the door and ran out by yourself, and you didn't even get dressed."

Sirius tugged at his clothes, and only when he came out did he realize that he forgot to put on his coat

Sirius froze, the guy was right.

He glared at Sherlock.

Sherlock continued: "And I see your mother is very strict, but you are coming out now, looking for someone, aren't you, and I know who you are looking for."

Sirius looked at Sherlock, Sherlock thought to himself, from the expression on your face, you know that you are the eldest nephew that guy Alphard always talks about.It happened by chance, so Sherlock held out his hand.

"The person you are looking for is now at the corner coffee shop."

How does this person know.

Sirius walked in that direction suspiciously.

Sherlock looked at his back and commented: "As stupid as Alphard, with impetuous actions and fatal credulity in character, he is even worse than Alphard." I saw Mr. Holmes talking to that young master just now. Mr. Holmes is a person whom Little Creevey admires very much. When Sev introduced him last time, the little salesman was overwhelmed, because he claimed to be very good at speculating. Other people's psychology, but Holmes can see other people's secrets at a glance.Such a person is simply a salesman genius.

But soon, Little Creevey realized that although this Mr. Holmes could see other people's hearts at a glance, he was born to like to fight against people. , but Little Creevey still admires Mr. Holmes very much, and hopes that Mr. Holmes can guide him a few tricks.

But Holmes simply nodded to him, and then looked into the distance. Little Creevey looked in the direction Sherlock was looking at, what was he looking at.

Sherlock frowned, now it's a holiday, Peanut went home to accompany his parents, his brother tried to drive him home again, or simply put him in a school, but Sherlock didn't want to go home, his brother came to persuade him almost every day .He was very troubled.

Sherlock suddenly saw a figure, and he hurried towards the cafe.

Alphard was sitting in the cafe, he looked helplessly at Sirius sitting across from him, his nephew didn't know how he found it, but how could he have the guts to take his son around the Muggle world, His sister-in-law will take out her wand to punish him. You must know that although he is now in and out of Slytherin circles all day long, making friends, he looks like a nobleman in the limelight, and even Malfoy is slightly inferior. But in fact, he was only selling to Prince, and the family finally felt at ease with his behavior recently.If it was found that he was still a Muggle with his little nephew, his sister-in-law would definitely ask him to go home and sleep on time at 8 o'clock every night except for the gathering of the Slytherin nobles.

Alphard was also afraid of his sister-in-law, who had raised him since he was a child, and was simply a frightening mother. He knew that his eldest nephew must feel the same way.

So he ordered a cup of coffee and a glass of milk for his eldest nephew, and began to persuade him to go home. Hogwarts is also a very interesting place. If he must come to the Muggle World to visit, then he can wait for his vacation.It's a pity that the elder brother of the Black family is stubborn. Since Sirius finally came out, he asked Alphard to take him out to play.

The uncle and nephew argued endlessly.

Sherlock walked in, walked quickly to their table, and said to Alphard, "Here we are."

Alphard raised his head and looked into the distance. Suddenly he stood up and quickly put on his coat and hat, and walked out with Sherlock. Sirius hurriedly followed, and the three of them disappeared in a hurry.

A few minutes later, a few unremarkable people came to the cafe, and one of the young people looked at the empty actions and was very depressed.

Mycroft, a young agent from MI[-], had long wanted to talk to Blake. Since his younger brother seemed to be involved in all kinds of rebellious behavior after he came to London, his younger brother went out with him and rented a house together. Even the two of them were wandering around in the magical world together. Holmes' parents were anxious why the child didn't come home in London now. Mycroft couldn't convince his brother, so he had to start with Black, but the younger brother seemed to know what he wanted to do , can always take Black away in time.What is even more annoying is that this Blake, as an adult, should be so out of tune, walking around London with a boy who is not in school.

Mycroft scratched his hair angrily, thinking that he must grow old sooner rather than later.

He asked the agents to disperse, and walked around by himself. When he came to a milk tea shop, he suddenly saw another familiar person, who was sitting in the shop and looking at the menu.

The blue eyes and red hair, isn't that the accountant Weasley? Mycroft has the impression that this is the accountant of the department store in the wizarding world. go to school.He walked over to inquire about his brother and Black.

But before he could walk over, he saw another person, he took a closer look, wasn't that Snape.

The last time the espionage case caused all the agents to have a nervous breakdown, Snape was the main character who died. He remembered that Snape's grandfather, a patriarch of the royal family who lived in seclusion, went to the court in person, and even the queen was alarmed.He looked at Mr. Snape, the child hadn't seen him for a long time, he looked much better, and he actually had the feeling of a royal child.

They were originally, he thought, and decided to go up to say hello.

At this moment, the accountant Weasley was listening excitedly to what Little Sif said, because Little Sif would soon go to Hogwarts to study, and the Prince department store needed management, and Dr. Philip could not count on it, so he knew all day If you bury your head in the experiment, then an accountant who is familiar with the accounts of the entire Prince Department Store is the best candidate.

Weasley, the accountant, listened excitedly to Mr. Prince's words, and felt very lucky. You must know that he thought it would take at least 20 years to start as an accountant and reach a leadership position, but how long does he work now? Become a top leader.

It was his greatest fortune to meet Mr. Prince, he said gratefully.

Mycroft came over, just in time to see the accountant Weasley finished talking with Mr. Prince, he took a step forward to say hello, before he heard Snape say, "You're looking for Sherlock. "

He nodded, and the accountant Weasley said, "Then you'd better go find him right away. Mr. Alphard is planning to travel abroad recently, and he really wants to take his friends with him."

Mycroft wiped his sweat, his brother was really tormented, he misunderstood, this is the rhythm of going abroad with wizards, he immediately asked: "Where can we find him."

Accountant Weasley thought for a moment: "His apartment."

Little Sif interrupted: "Mycroft must have looked in every possible place."

Mycroft nodded helplessly.

Then the accountant Weasley and little Sif looked at each other, and they agreed that Alphard must have gone to Diagon Alley today.Alphard is currently preparing his luggage for a foreign adventure.

Little Sev thought what a coincidence, he was going to Diagon Alley today, and he managed to convince his grandparents to buy school luggage independently, of course, Tom would be with him.

The three of them went out, but saw Creevey standing at the door, and Sif asked him, "Why are you here?"

Little Creevey nodded, I'm here for shopping, did you see a boy passing by, he was about the same height as me, little Creevey gestured, little Sev and Mycroft understood, it turned out that Alphard and Xia Locke was still in the cafe just now, and it seems that Alphard's nephew also came.

Mycroft sighed, his younger brother could come to the Military Intelligence Bureau because of his own ability.

Little Sif looked at Creevey, and suddenly asked, "Do you want to go shopping?"

Of course Little Creevey thought that his headache was that his father was reluctant to part with anything.Little Sif said, "I'll take you to another department store, which is better than this one."

Little Creevey heard that there was a better department store. He remembered that this department store was obviously the number one in the UK, so he nodded with interest. He wanted to go together. Old Creevey wanted to go back to prepare for work. With his youngest son, he left here with his friends.

Little Creevey finally entered the wizarding world today.Soon, he also became a gold medal salesman of Prince Department Store.

☆、Purchase before school starts

Mr. Voldemort got up early this morning and tidied himself in front of the full-length mirror. He put on his custom-made black robe, then wiped his boots and combed his hair in front of the mirror to see that everything was well-groomed.Today is the day he takes little Sif to go shopping in Diagon Alley, so he must be ready.

He picked up his purse, full of Galleons, what gift would he buy little Sev today.

Animals that Hogwarts allows, forget about toads, owls, if a student’s owl at Hogwarts is noticed and flies to Voldemort’s manor every few days, no, that’s not good, Tom didn’t think What happened, decided to ask little Sif.

He made sure everything was packed again, and Apparated to Diagon Alley.

As expected, little Sif was waiting for him in Diagon Alley, but Tom raised his head, why did little Sif bring so many people, there was a man standing next to him, Prince's accountant, and on the other side stood two Muggles, one The one with a suit and tie looked quite capable, and the other was a boy.Tom thought, he brought so many people, how could two people choose gifts.

At this time little Sif spoke: "Tom, this is my friend Creevey, this is the accountant Weasley, and this one, Mr. Holmes is here to find his brother, and his brother has just come across from the Blacks." Corner Alley."

That's good, Tom said to himself, not only was the shopping trip he was looking forward to not just for two, it wasn't enough for his boy to add three, and it looked like they were getting three more to join.

Tom was depressed.

But little Sif has already begun to introduce this Mr. Riddle to his friends.This was young Sevre's friend, Tom said to himself, and he shook hands with the older Mycroft, smiling, and nodded to the younger Creevey.Then greet Weasley, the accountant.

Weasley, the accountant, of course didn't know who was standing in front of him. He just looked at Mr. Riddle and instinctively told him that he should leave, so he said that Prince's Department Store still had unfinished accounts, and left in a hurry up.

Tom thought it was the only red-haired Weasley he ever liked.

Satisfied, Tom turned his head and walked towards Diagon Alley with Sif. He originally planned that the two of them would hold hands, discuss while walking in Diagon Alley, and choose gifts together. What a good idea.

But the problem is that there is another Creevey beside him. The little Creevey just learned about the existence of magic, and now he has entered Diagon Alley again. He is over excited, watching it again and again and pulling Seaver to share his surprise loudly. Tom has to be alone. They followed Sif, unable to even hold hands.

He had no choice but to chat with the Muggle adult, and Tom was surprised to find that he was a very smart and capable person. He was even an agent of the British Empire now, and from his tone and attitude, in time he Even capable of representing the entire British Empire government.

Tom became interested, and the two chatted, but Tom still looked dissatisfied from time to time at the noisy little Creevey who was walking in front and the little Creevey was holding Sev tightly.

Mycroft also felt that Mr. Dale must be an unusual person here. It is rare that as a wizard, he also knows them very well, so he made friends with him attentively.

During the conversation, he talked about his little brother who was not worried, and he didn't know where he was now.

While walking and chatting like this, Sif took out the shopping list to check it, and dragged little Creevey into the store to buy. Tom and Holmes followed behind to take care of the bags. They quickly bought almost everything on the list.

In the end, little Sif looked at the shopping catalog, but he didn't see Sherlock along the way. Where is Sherlock? He turned his head and said that the next step was to buy potion ingredients. He turned and entered the potion shop, remembering his grandfather. It's for potions.He watched his grandfather read materials on potions, but little Sif has been busy these few years, and his grandfather didn't ask him to study.

As soon as he entered the store, he saw Sherlock standing in front of the herb cabinet, leaning over and looking at the medicinal materials in the cabinet seriously.Little Sev looked back, only to see Sherlock standing in the back of the drugstore, hidden by a cabinet, and Mycroft and Tom couldn't see them from the door.

Sherlock looked at the herbs, and then he saw little Sif, and said to him, "It's amazing." Sherlock went on to say, "Boiling herbs with several properties in a cauldron can produce such wonderful changes." He revealed Looking at the herbs through the glass, he murmured, "What kind of power is hidden in these herbs." Little Sif looked at him, feeling incomprehensible.

After all, he wasn't busy making money these past few years, and the system didn't know what potions were, so it was logical that little Sif never made potions at all.

Now Holmes lowered his head, looking at the magic herb. He had just skimmed through the introduction, and now the secret of the herb attracted him. This kind of wonderful transformation seems to be exactly what he hoped, to see through all things and hide their secrets.

Little Sif didn't quite understand it so far.

Looking at this scene, Dashen felt a sense of overturned imbalance. Everything was to blame for the system. Obviously Sif showed so many talents, but he used his talents to be a chef and a Chinese medicine student. The professor still doesn't know how to make potions.

Holmes looked up, as if he had just realized that they had found him, and said indifferently, "Is Mycroft here too?"

Just now I followed Alphard to prepare luggage, Sherlock felt very uneasy watching him begging, and then heard that Alphard seemed to be going to a dead forest, and felt even more unreliable, after all, he was not a wizard, he He decisively left Black and decided to go home by himself.

Mycroft walked in, saw his brother breathed a sigh of relief, and planned to continue persuading Sherlock to go home obediently, after all, how could a teenager not go to school.

Sherlock was still looking at the herbs, reading the introduction to potions.

Little Sif had an idea: "If you like the mystery of how things change, why don't you learn chemistry."

Mycroft understood at once, and he added, "Mr Snape is also good at chemistry, which I think is a good idea."

Sherlock finally stopped looking at herbal medicine. He thought about it, potions and the like, although there are also secrets of change, but chemistry seems to be more comprehensive. He likes secrets, maybe he can try it.

Mycroft saw that his younger brother let go, and hurriedly decided: "I'll go back and find information for you. You start to review chemistry and mathematics immediately, and then I will arrange for you to take the exam. If the results are satisfactory, I will help you directly enter the medical field." You can study chemistry there, any time you want.”

Mycroft watched his brother finally show interest, which was better than wasting time around London with a stranger anyway.

So Sherlock nodded, and Mycroft hurriedly left Diagon Alley with his brother.

Now there are two less things in the way. At this time, little Creevey saw Black not far away. Alphard had already bought things and was swearing to his eldest nephew that he would give him a lot of new things when he came back from abroad. And when he grows up, he must be taken out to play.Alphard managed to make his nephew happy, and since he came, he should go shopping with him, otherwise his nephew will be scolded when he goes home, and he can be said to bring Sirius to buy it by himself. Something, but forgot to tell my brother.

Sirius also felt that this method was good, so he quickly regained his interest, and started shopping with his uncle. At this time, he saw Little Creevey from a distance, so Sirius called Little Creevey, they were all young boys, full of Interested, the three of them walked away and went to the store by themselves.

Tom finally saw that the light bulbs had left, and he finally saw that Sev had only himself in his eyes. He happily took the little boy's hand, and Sev looked at the list in his hand: "Next, buy a wand."

Tom pulls the boy to Ollivander's old store, while little Sevre watches