MTL - The Existence of Harry Potter-Chapter 2 vicissitudes?

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There are two shifts today, and the next shift is at night!

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It was noon, and the sun was high.

Although Asker can pat his chest and say that he absolutely does not regret spending all the money in exchange for the wand, he still has to be responsible for the consequences of this incident, such as how to solve the problem of lunch and accommodation.

These problems can all be solved with money. How do you say that? Problems that can be solved with money are not problems, as long as you have money!

Asker has no money, but some people have money, and those people's money, in Asker's view, is his money.

Your money is my money, and my money is still my money.

Just like withdrawing money from Gringotts, Asker has to "withdraw" his "own" money from others. There are many methods. Asker chose the more troublesome method. As for the reason...

"Who made me a good person with a noble character, pure and kind, with a righteous body... a good person who takes pleasure in helping others!"

Asked was moved by himself, he walked quickly in one direction, and finally stopped in front of a middle-aged man, bowed politely, and said: "Good afternoon, sir, it seems that you need some help ."

"Oh, indeed, I need some help." The middle-aged man nodded helplessly, waved the map in his hand, and said, "Do you know where the bookstore is? I bought a map of London on purpose, but The coordinate streets above are completely different from here..."

The middle-aged man started talking ramble, probably because he had not had an audience for too long, and he had a lot of words.

Asker listened patiently, without any impatience, he knew very well that patience is a necessary psychological quality for success.

Soon, Asker figured out the needs of middle-aged people. This Mr. Granger, he is a Muggle, and his daughter was admitted to Hogwarts because of her talent. Today, he brought his daughter to buy something, and then he logically got lost.

"I'm going to complain to the one who sold the map!" Mr. Granger was a little angry, and he handed the map to Asker, "Look, there's no street here at all!"

With just a glance, Asker knew where the problem was. If you can find the street layout of Diagon Alley on a Muggle-made map, that's a problem, isn't it?

Resisting the smile, Ask took the map, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into a trash can on the side of the road.

"Mr. Granger, I think you need a guide now."

Mr. Granger nodded, and Asker continued: "I know a little bit about this place. If you are willing to pay me a little commission, I think I can solve your troubles."

"No problem! How much do you want? I can give it to you now!"

Mr. Granger's exhilaration was beyond Asker's expectations. It can be seen that the troubles and torments of getting lost may be more serious to Mr. Granger than Asker thought.

Asker shook his head with a smile and motioned Mr. Granger to take back the wallet he had taken out.

"We'd better wait until the end to discuss the remuneration. Let's see if what I've done can satisfy you."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll fail you?"

Mr. Granger was a little curious. The boy in front of him looked only eleven or twelve years old, but he was about the same age as his daughter, but his calmness was far superior to his peers.

"That's not a gentleman's behavior, is it?" Asker shrugged, and he still didn't say a word, that is—

"Besides, even if you default on your debt, I can still get my reward!"

For this kind of situation, Ask is very handy in handling it, after all, practice makes perfect.

After the matter is settled, the rest will be much easier to handle. Although Asker has only been in the UK for half a month, he already knows Diagon Alley very well. He knows exactly where things are cheap and where things are of good quality.

When Asker took Mr. Granger out of the Lichen Bookstore, Mr. Granger was undoubtedly quite satisfied, and he also trusted Asker.

Sometimes, the establishment of trust is so simple, and it is always easier to make people remember it by giving help than the icing on the cake.

If Asker wants to do bad things, he has a lot of options next, but as he thought at the beginning, he plans to get the money in a more troublesome way today, which is a kind of fun for him.

"Ask, are you a wizard?"

Since the wand and clothes to be bought at the end need to be present in person, Ask and the others need to find Mr. Granger's daughter first. On the way, Mr. Granger couldn't control his curiosity and asked Asker, who had become familiar with him.

"Strictly speaking, I'm just a quasi-wizard. When I finish my studies and pass the exam, then I can be considered a qualified wizard." Asker replied.

"Oh, you know, I'm just an ordinary person, and my lover is also an ordinary person, but our daughter is a wizard..." Mr. Granger scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, "The wizard And magic, which is unfamiliar to us. Perhaps, in the eyes of your wizards, are we ordinary people very ignorant and foolish?"

"Those who have this kind of thinking are the real ignorant and ignorant." Aske seemed to have thought of something, and his mood was a little depressed, "I have seen the most noble Muggle, and I have seen the most despicable wizard, If it wasn't for them... forget it, it's all over."

"Uh, Ask, how old are you this year?"

"Eleven, what's wrong?"

"Why do I feel that you are older than me? You know what, you looked so good just now..." Mr. Granger racked his brains, but couldn't find a suitable word to describe it. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com sweating profusely.

"The vicissitudes?"

"That's right! It's the vicissitudes of life!"

Rolling his eyes, Ask changed the book he was holding in one hand to the other, moved his wrist, and said angrily, "You think too much... It's such a hot day, wait a moment and remember to ask I eat ice cream."

"no problem!"

Mr. Granger laughed and patted Asker on the shoulder, which made him grin. There was no way. Mr. Granger's attack was not serious, and Asker's shoulder was still injured.

I don't know how long they've walked, but in his impression, Asker felt that they had already visited the entire Diagon Alley. The time is approaching the start of school, and many parents take their children out to buy things. It is bustling and very lively, which is rarely seen in normal times.

Asker and Mr. Granger, these two people, one big and one young, one old and one young, walk together in harmony, like an ordinary family.

Squinting, Ask stared at the road, not knowing what he was thinking. Perhaps at this moment, he can taste a little bit of affection and warmth, the taste of his home that has never belonged to him.

If possible, Asker hopes that this road will never end, and that time can stop for a while, even for a moment.

Asker is homesick. From Norway in the north to strange Germany, from the gloomy minaret to the warm magic school, it seems that there is never a place to call home.

Very sad, isn't it?

What's more tragic than homelessness is homelessness...