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Hearing Allen ’s words, Harry suddenly felt that the Hogwarts Professor of Protection of Magical Animals might have a common language with Hagrid.
Harry took out the book list from his pocket and took a good look at it for the first time. It clearly stated: Lessons for the Protection of Magical Animals
Textbook-"The Monster Book of Monsters".
Only then did Harry understand why Hagrid said it would come in handy. He felt relieved. He had always been worried that Hagrid wanted him to help deal with some scary new pet.
Allen stood in front of the iron cage and watched these books fighting with interest, and the manager of Lizhen Bookstore stepped forward in two steps.
"Hogwarts?" He asked abruptly, "come to buy new textbooks?"
"Yeah." Allen nodded.
Harry nodded, and his textbooks had not been bought.
"I need—" Harry hadn't finished speaking, and was shoved aside by the manager.
"Flash off." The manager said impatiently.
He put on a pair of very thick gloves, lifted a big stick full of knots, and walked toward the cage door of the Monster Book of Monsters.
"Two books!" The manager's mood collapsed a little, "I have been bitten five times this morning--"
"Wait," Harry said quickly, "I already have that kind of book."
"Really?" The manager suddenly showed a relieved expression, "Thank goodness, it's Merlin."
The manager's exaggerated expression made Allen and Harry hold back.
"But I need this book." Allen said with a smile, "Actually, you just have to--"
Before Allen finished speaking, a loud bang cut through the air.
Two "Monster Books of Monsters" grabbed the third one and ripped it in half.
"Stop it! Stop it!" The manager shouted, thrusting his cane into the iron cage and banging on the books to separate them.
"I wo n’t buy these items anymore, no more! It ’s a mess! We bought two hundred invisibility books of invisibility-that time, we spent a lot of money, and we could n’t even find a shadow. ... I thought there would be nothing worse than that ... "
While opening the cage door, the manager photographed the monster books that swarmed out with a wooden stick.
"Ah!" In a panic, a book actually jumped on a stick and quickly slid onto the manager's arm, biting the manager's shoulder fiercely.
The manager's stick fell to the ground all at once, and you pushed me to push out the cage.
Allen shot quickly, grabbed the two escaped books with a thunderbolt, threw them into the cage, then snapped and closed the door.
"Where is" The Monsters' Monster Book ", this is a monster!" The manager slapped the book desperately with the other hand.
However, he did not let the book work.
Harry grabbed the spine, trying to pull it off the manager's shoulder, but in exchange for the manager's worse cry.
When the manager was pale with pain, and Harry was at a loss, blindly tapping, Allen, who had seen enough, decided to shoot-he gently stroked its spine, and in an instant, "The Monsters' Monster Book" began The manager's shoulder fell into Allen's hand.
Its sharp teeth were brought together and quieted in Allen's hands.
The curse healed the wound on his shoulder, and the manager's face was shocked.
"What spell did you cast on him?" The manager looked at Allen eagerly.
"No curse is needed, the method is very simple." Allen said while demonstrating to the manager.
"You just need to gently press its spine and it will be quiet."
The monster book in Allen's hand shook comfortably, and the manager and Harry stepped back together in awe.
But the book was still lying quietly in Allen's hands, with no signs of an attack.
"It's that simple!" The manager looked dazed.
With the selfless help of Allen and Harry, the "Monsters' Monster Book" was quickly and quietly placed on the shelf.
The manager specially arranged a shop assistant to touch the books from time to time.
"Thank you two very much!" The manager found all the textbooks needed by Alan and Harry, and determined not to charge for their books.
"Your way to save is not just me, but all the little wizards who came to buy this book." The manager smiled, and finally got rid of the nightmarish book selling process.
"Allen, even the bookstore manager doesn't know how to subdue this book, but you know how to subdue them. You are awesome." Harry held his new textbook with admiration.
"Just happened to know." Allen smiled politely and walked out quickly.
Because he inadvertently glimpsed another book displayed on the small table: "Foreboding of Death: What to do when you know that doom is coming".
He didn't want to be threatened by Harry all day long.
But Harry had already seen it!
Harry stopped and stared at the book in amazement.
"Oh, I can't read that book if I change it. UU Reading Books www.uukannshu.com" The clerk of the bookstore standing next to him said lightly, "After reading, you can see the sign of death no matter where you are, which is enough Scare people to death. "
"Yes, scaring yourself is the most terrifying." Allen nodded in agreement. "After reading it, you may be hinted in your heart that everything you see becomes a sign of death."
The clerk grinned at Allen when he heard his words accepted.
But Harry was still staring at the cover of the book; above it was a black dog the size of a bear, glaring with shiny eyes. Strange, it looks so familiar ...
He followed Alan absently and walked towards the broken cauldron bar. He didn't pay attention to the road and hit several people in a row.
Allen grabbed Harry's arm quietly, and then returned to the broken cauldron steadily.
"Harry, I think we should have lunch ..." Allen pointed to his stomach and proposed.
Harry nodded casually.
As soon as he entered, Allen noticed Tom, the owner of the Cauldron Bar.
Tom hurried over and looked at Alan without trace. After taking note of Allen's needs, he bowed again and left in a hurry.
Allen looked at the other customers in the Cauldron Bar:
A weird little witch from the countryside, with a basket of purchased items on his hand.
The seemingly weak witch is debating the latest article in "Transfiguration Today".
Wizards with no edging, noisy little men ...
There is also a man who looks like an old witch, wrapped in a thick wool coat with a balaclava helmet and asking for a plate of raw liver.
The sun is shining in the summer afternoon, and drinking cold juice under the umbrella is really comfortable.
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Hearing Allen ’s words, Harry suddenly felt that the Hogwarts Professor of Protection of Magical Animals might have a common language with Hagrid.
Harry took out the book list from his pocket and took a good look at it for the first time. It clearly stated: Lessons for the Protection of Magical Animals
Textbook-"The Monster Book of Monsters".
Only then did Harry understand why Hagrid said it would come in handy. He felt relieved. He had always been worried that Hagrid wanted him to help deal with some scary new pet.
Allen stood in front of the iron cage and watched these books fighting with interest, and the manager of Lizhen Bookstore stepped forward in two steps.
"Hogwarts?" He asked abruptly, "come to buy new textbooks?"
"Yeah." Allen nodded.
Harry nodded, and his textbooks had not been bought.
"I need—" Harry hadn't finished speaking, and was shoved aside by the manager.
"Flash off." The manager said impatiently.
He put on a pair of very thick gloves, lifted a big stick full of knots, and walked toward the cage door of the Monster Book of Monsters.
"Two books!" The manager's mood collapsed a little, "I have been bitten five times this morning--"
"Wait," Harry said quickly, "I already have that kind of book."
"Really?" The manager suddenly showed a relieved expression, "Thank goodness, it's Merlin."
The manager's exaggerated expression made Allen and Harry hold back.
"But I need this book." Allen said with a smile, "Actually, you just have to--"
Before Allen finished speaking, a loud bang cut through the air.
Two "Monster Books of Monsters" grabbed the third one and ripped it in half.
"Stop it! Stop it!" The manager shouted, thrusting his cane into the iron cage and banging on the books to separate them.
"I wo n’t buy these items anymore, no more! It ’s a mess! We bought two hundred invisibility books of invisibility-that time, we spent a lot of money, and we could n’t even find a shadow. ... I thought there would be nothing worse than that ... "
While opening the cage door, the manager photographed the monster books that swarmed out with a wooden stick.
"Ah!" In a panic, a book actually jumped on a stick and quickly slid onto the manager's arm, biting the manager's shoulder fiercely.
The manager's stick fell to the ground all at once, and you pushed me to push out the cage.
Allen shot quickly, grabbed the two escaped books with a thunderbolt, threw them into the cage, then snapped and closed the door.
"Where is" The Monsters' Monster Book ", this is a monster!" The manager slapped the book desperately with the other hand.
However, he did not let the book work.
Harry grabbed the spine, trying to pull it off the manager's shoulder, but in exchange for the manager's worse cry.
When the manager was pale with pain, and Harry was at a loss, blindly tapping, Allen, who had seen enough, decided to shoot-he gently stroked its spine, and in an instant, "The Monsters' Monster Book" began The manager's shoulder fell into Allen's hand.
Its sharp teeth were brought together and quieted in Allen's hands.
The curse healed the wound on his shoulder, and the manager's face was shocked.
"What spell did you cast on him?" The manager looked at Allen eagerly.
"No curse is needed, the method is very simple." Allen said while demonstrating to the manager.
"You just need to gently press its spine and it will be quiet."
The monster book in Allen's hand shook comfortably, and the manager and Harry stepped back together in awe.
But the book was still lying quietly in Allen's hands, with no signs of an attack.
"It's that simple!" The manager looked dazed.
With the selfless help of Allen and Harry, the "Monsters' Monster Book" was quickly and quietly placed on the shelf.
The manager specially arranged a shop assistant to touch the books from time to time.
"Thank you two very much!" The manager found all the textbooks needed by Alan and Harry, and determined not to charge for their books.
"Your way to save is not just me, but all the little wizards who came to buy this book." The manager smiled, and finally got rid of the nightmarish book selling process.
"Allen, even the bookstore manager doesn't know how to subdue this book, but you know how to subdue them. You are awesome." Harry held his new textbook with admiration.
"Just happened to know." Allen smiled politely and walked out quickly.
Because he inadvertently glimpsed another book displayed on the small table: "Foreboding of Death: What to do when you know that doom is coming".
He didn't want to be threatened by Harry all day long.
But Harry had already seen it!
Harry stopped and stared at the book in amazement.
"Oh, I can't read that book if I change it. UU Reading Books www.uukannshu.com" The clerk of the bookstore standing next to him said lightly, "After reading, you can see the sign of death no matter where you are, which is enough Scare people to death. "
"Yes, scaring yourself is the most terrifying." Allen nodded in agreement. "After reading it, you may be hinted in your heart that everything you see becomes a sign of death."
The clerk grinned at Allen when he heard his words accepted.
But Harry was still staring at the cover of the book; above it was a black dog the size of a bear, glaring with shiny eyes. Strange, it looks so familiar ...
He followed Alan absently and walked towards the broken cauldron bar. He didn't pay attention to the road and hit several people in a row.
Allen grabbed Harry's arm quietly, and then returned to the broken cauldron steadily.
"Harry, I think we should have lunch ..." Allen pointed to his stomach and proposed.
Harry nodded casually.
As soon as he entered, Allen noticed Tom, the owner of the Cauldron Bar.
Tom hurried over and looked at Alan without trace. After taking note of Allen's needs, he bowed again and left in a hurry.
Allen looked at the other customers in the Cauldron Bar:
A weird little witch from the countryside, with a basket of purchased items on his hand.
The seemingly weak witch is debating the latest article in "Transfiguration Today".
Wizards with no edging, noisy little men ...
There is also a man who looks like an old witch, wrapped in a thick wool coat with a balaclava helmet and asking for a plate of raw liver.
The sun is shining in the summer afternoon, and drinking cold juice under the umbrella is really comfortable.
Hearing Allen 's words, Harry suddenly felt that the Hogwarts Professor of Protection of Magical Animals might have a common language with Hagrid.Harry took out the book list from his pocket and took a good look at it for the first time. It clearly stated: Lessons for the Protection of Magical AnimalsTextbook-"The Monster Book of Monsters".Only then did Harry understand why Hagrid said it would come in handy. He felt relieved. He had always been worried that Hagrid wanted him to help deal with some scary new pet.Allen stood in front of the iron cage and watched these books fighting with interest, and the manager of Lizhen Bookstore stepped forward in two steps."Hogwarts?" He asked abruptly, "come to buy new textbooks?""Yeah." Allen nodded.Harry nodded, and his textbooks had not been bought."I need" Harry hadn't finished speaking, and was shoved aside by the manager."Flash off." The manager said impatiently.He put on a pair of very thick gloves, lifted a big stick full of knots, and walked toward the cage door of the Monster Book of Monsters."Two books!" The manager's mood collapsed a little, "I have been bitten five times this morning--""Wait," Harry said quickly, "I already have that kind of book.""Really?" The manager suddenly showed a relieved expression, "Thank goodness, it's Merlin."The manager's exaggerated expression made Allen and Harry hold back."But I need this book." Allen said with a smile, "Actually, you just have to--"Before Allen finished speaking, a loud bang cut through the air.Two "Monster Books of Monsters" grabbed the third one and ripped it in half."Stop it! Stop it!" The manager shouted, thrusting his cane into the iron cage and banging on the books to separate them."I wo n't buy these items anymore, no more! It 's a mess! We bought two hundred invisibility books of invisibility-that time, we spent a lot of money, and we could n't even find a shadow. ... I thought there would be nothing worse than that ... "While opening the cage door, the manager photographed the monster books that swarmed out with a wooden stick."Ah!" In a panic, a book actually jumped on a stick and quickly slid onto the manager's arm, biting the manager's shoulder fiercely.The manager's stick fell to the ground all at once, and you pushed me to push out the cage.Allen shot quickly, grabbed the two escaped books with a thunderbolt, threw them into the cage, then snapped and closed the door."Where is" The Monsters' Monster Book ", this is a monster!" The manager slapped the book desperately with the other hand.However, he did not let the book work.Harry grabbed the spine, trying to pull it off the manager's shoulder, but in exchange for the manager's worse cry.When the manager was pale with pain, and Harry was at a loss, blindly tapping, Allen, who had seen enough, decided to shoot-he gently stroked its spine, and in an instant, "The Monsters' Monster Book" began The manager's shoulder fell into Allen's hand.Its sharp teeth were brought together and quieted in Allen's hands.The curse healed the wound on his shoulder, and the manager's face was shocked."What spell did you cast on him?" The manager looked at Allen eagerly."No curse is needed, the method is very simple." Allen said while demonstrating to the manager."You just need to gently press its spine and it will be quiet."The monster book in Allen's hand shook comfortably, and the manager and Harry stepped back together in awe.But the book was still lying quietly in Allen's hands, with no signs of an attack."It's that simple!" The manager looked dazed.With the selfless help of Allen and Harry, the "Monsters' Monster Book" was quickly and quietly placed on the shelf.The manager specially arranged a shop assistant to touch the books from time to time."Thank you two very much!" The manager found all the textbooks needed by Alan and Harry, and determined not to charge for their books."Your way to save is not just me, but all the little wizards who came to buy this book." The manager smiled, and finally got rid of the nightmarish book selling process."Allen, even the bookstore manager doesn't know how to subdue this book, but you know how to subdue them. You are awesome." Harry held his new textbook with admiration."Just happened to know." Allen smiled politely and walked out quickly.Because he inadvertently glimpsed another book displayed on the small table: "Foreboding of Death: What to do when you know that doom is coming".He didn't want to be threatened by Harry all day long.But Harry had already seen it!Harry stopped and stared at the book in amazement."Oh, I can't read that book if I change it. UU Reading Books www.uukannshu.com" The clerk of the bookstore standing next to him said lightly, "After reading, you can see the sign of death no matter where you are, which is enough Scare people to death. ""Yes, scaring yourself is the most terrifying." Allen nodded in agreement. "After reading it, you may be hinted in your heart that everything you see becomes a sign of death."The clerk grinned at Allen when he heard his words accepted.But Harry was still staring at the cover of the book; above it was a black dog the size of a bear, glaring with shiny eyes. Strange, it looks so familiar ...He followed Alan absently and walked towards the broken cauldron bar. He didn't pay attention to the road and hit several people in a row.Allen grabbed Harry's arm quietly, and then returned to the broken cauldron steadily."Harry, I think we should have lunch ..." Allen pointed to his stomach and proposed.Harry nodded casually.As soon as he entered, Allen noticed Tom, the owner of the Cauldron Bar.Tom hurried over and looked at Alan without trace. After taking note of Allen's needs, he bowed again and left in a hurry.Allen looked at the other customers in the Cauldron Bar:A weird little witch from the countryside, with a basket of purchased items on his hand.The seemingly weak witch is debating the latest article in "Transfiguration Today".Wizards with no edging, noisy little men ...There is also a man who looks like an old witch, wrapped in a thick wool coat with a balaclava helmet and asking for a plate of raw liver.The sun is shining in the summer afternoon, and drinking cold juice under the umbrella is really comfortable.
