Hermione Granger

Chapter 3 Hermione Granger Brook originally wanted to write "Read," but considering it was better not to provoke Dumbledore, he wrote "Agreed."

Dumbledore read it carefully, and after having Brook sign his name.

He then folded the letter and solemnly tucked it into his embrace.

Seeing his actions, Brook completely resigned himself.

Forget it.

Going to school, then so be it!

He could pick up some quest rewards along the way anyway.

"According to convention, after receiving a reply, the school will send someone to bring you for an initial understanding of the Magical World. However, since I'm already here, I'll take you along!"

Dumbledore said gently.

He knew this old man came specifically for him!

He'd been found out!

(╬◣д◢)

But what could Brook say?

He could only nod in agreement.

Dumbledore happily stuffed all the candies on the coffee table into his pockets, leaving none for Brook.

Then he walked towards the door with light steps.

Those red high heels were particularly eye-catching in the sunlight.

As they reached the door, they saw a cute little girl releasing an Owl.

The Owl was carrying a letter in its beak.

The little girl waved goodbye to the Owl happily.

"Bye-bye, have a safe trip."

Brook and Dumbledore watched quietly.

The little girl seemed to sense something and looked back.

"Ah! Brook... old grandpa, good morning!"

She seemed a little flustered, rubbing her hands together, a blush appearing on her face (ꈍᴗꈍ).

Dumbledore (he) looked at the little girl with a chuckle.

Brook (he) naturally knew what Hermione (she) was doing.

But it was a good opportunity to tease her.

"Hermione (she), what were you just doing?"

Hermione's (she) little face turned even redder, and she stammered.

"I... that Owl (she) flew to my house, it looked very hungry, so I fed it some food, and I was just sending it off."

She didn't intend to keep it a secret, but the matters of wizards and magic schools were too fantastical.

She didn't want to be treated like a lunatic.

"It seems Miss Granger (she) is very kind-hearted."

Dumbledore (he) praised, his eyes full of kindness.

"Grandpa, you know me?" Hermione (she) asked, a little confused.

"I saw your name on the admission list. Let me introduce myself, my name is Albus Dumbledore (he), the Headmaster of Hogwarts (she)."

Dumbledore (he) heard Brook (he) call her Hermione (she), and coupled with the magic he could feel from her.

He could naturally guess who she was.

Hermione's (she) mouth gaped in surprise: "Ah! You... you are the Headmaster of Hogwarts (she)?"

"Yes."

"Then is everything in the letter true? Is there really such a school?"

"Of course it's true, I don't look like a crazy old man, do I?"

Dumbledore (he) winked humorously.

"Of course not, I just find it a bit unbelievable."

Hermione (she) quickly waved her hands, her face full of excitement.

"Are your parents at home? I'll explain it to you together."

"Yes, yes."

Hermione (she) nodded quickly.

Dumbledore (he) looked at Brook (he).

"Brook, it seems we need to delay for a bit. Do you want to come in?"

Brook shrugged indifferently.

Hermione looked at Brook with surprise.

Ostracized at school, she had almost no friends.

Brook was the only one willing to talk to her.

Brook knew Dumbledore, so Brook must also be a wizard.

The three arrived at the Granger's house.

Hermione naturally moved closer to Brook.

"Brook, are you also going to attend Hogwarts?"

Brook nodded helplessly.

"That's great." Hermione was very happy.

"So that school is real? Are there really wizards in the world? This is truly magical."

Brook curled his lips.

If it weren't for the system.

Even if he received a letter from Hogwarts, he wouldn't become a wizard.

As a transmigrator, he had too many ways to make money.

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Isn't it great to be a decadent rich man?

"With your intelligence, you'd definitely be a social elite, even entering politics, maybe you could even become a prime minister. What's so good about being a wizard?"

"That's magic! Magic!"

Hermione's eyes sparkled (✧◡✧).

As Dumbledore finished his show-off, He turned the teacup into a flying phoenix.

The Granger parents quickly accepted this fact.

They wholeheartedly "sold" Hermione.

Agreeing to let her study magic.

The original two-person team became three.

Hermione would also go with them to Diagon Alley to buy school supplies.

"Headmaster, let me help you!" Hermione's small face flushed slightly as she wanted to help.

"I think I'm almost figuring out how to use this machine."

Dumbledore was holding money and kept inserting it into the ticket slot, not quite getting it right, but exceptionally persistent.

Brook had already put distance between himself and Dumbledore.

His expression was synchronized with the subway, the old man, and the phone.

After waiting another five minutes.

Hermione finally exploded.

(ｷ｀ﾟДﾟ´)!!

She directly bought three subway tickets from a nearby machine and forcefully shoved one into Dumbledore's hand.

Dumbledore didn't insist and happily accepted.

Actually, he had found the right slot and inserted the money, it was just that the subway lines were winding and obscure.

He was still a bit unsure of the method.

Leaving the subway, they walked for another thirty minutes before arriving at their destination—the Leaky Cauldron.

A dirty and cramped bar.

Sandwiched between two luxurious shops, it seemed a bit out of place.

Dumbledore led the way and pushed open the bar door.

A smell mixed with mold and alcohol hit them, causing Brook to frown slightly.

The tables and chairs inside the bar were very old, coated with grime.

Hermione, on the other hand, was curiously observing the various wizards in strange attire.

Upon seeing Dumbledore, they all stood up to greet him.

"Albus, you haven't brought any new students in quite some time."

A man who looked like a hotel owner, with a receding hairline, enthusiastically greeted them.

"Tom, there are quite a few new students this year. Minerva and the others are too busy, so I had to bring my old bones out."

"More new students is a good thing. Hannah isn't here, or she'd definitely want to meet the greatest wizard of this century."

"There will be plenty of opportunities at school."

After exchanging a few pleasantries with Tom, Dumbledore led Brook and Hermione through the bar.

They arrived at a small courtyard enclosed by a wall.

A trash can stood in the corner, looking unremarkable.

Dumbledore drew his wand and explained.

"This wall is the entrance to Diagon Alley. Next time you come, just count three bricks above the trash can, then two to the right, and tap it three times with your wand."

As his wand touched the brick.

The wall began to vibrate, and the middle section writhed violently.

A small hole gradually widened.

A few seconds later, an archway appeared, leading to a winding cobblestone street.

"Whoa~"

Hermione's mouth hung open, her eyes full of amazement.

Dumbledore looked at Brook again.

"It's magical," Brook replied casually.

Dumbledore was quite satisfied with Brook's perfunctory response and smiled gently.

He walked into Diagon Alley first, with Hermione following closely.

Brook, however, looked at the trash can.

While no one was paying attention, he quickly moved the trash can to a different position, then hurried to catch up with the group.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully moving the trash can marking the entrance to Diagon Alley. Reward: One lucky draw.]

[Congratulations to the host for arriving at Diagon Alley for the first time. Reward: One lucky draw.]

Hearing the system prompts, Brook felt incredibly pleased.

When he learned he would be following Dumbledore to Diagon Alley, he scanned through all the related tasks the system had issued.

Tasks that weren't troublesome were good to do on the side.

As soon as the wall had returned to its original state, a wizard wanted to enter.

He knocked on the bricks several times following the normal procedure, but there was no reaction.

So he called over old Tom and the other wizards in the pub.

Everyone bustled around the wall for a long time, still at a loss.

Just as they were preparing to contact the Ministry of Magic, Snape strode in.

Everyone quickly made way, and one of them quietly pulled down his hood.

Snape didn't even glance at them. He walked straight to the wall, tapped it three times lightly with his wand, and the archway reappeared.

He walked in, leaving everyone in the wind, bewildered.

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