The Monster Book Required for Class Is a Handful / Taking Photos Carelessly Can Give Away Your Location ...

As Harry prepares to begin his third year, he's gradually becoming less of a naive student... though he wasn't always innocent.

Chapter 270 The Monster Book of Monsters used in class is quite troublesome.

The Leaky Cauldron, Diagon Alley, streets filled with wizards dressed in all sorts of bizarre and fantastical outfits...

Immersed in this fantastical journey, Will felt that this was absolutely the most dazzling day of his life so far.

However, when he arrived at Flourish and Blotts with Hach and the other man, he discovered an embarrassing situation... he didn't have any wizarding coins in his pocket.

"Uh... can't I pay with pounds?" Will looked at Harry with a puzzled expression as he noticed the bookstore customers pulling out handfuls of gold, silver, and copper coins from their pockets.

"Of course not, the wizarding world has its own currency," Harry explained matter-of-factly. "If we go to Gringotts, we can exchange pounds for Galleon, but... I don't plan on letting you exchange them now."

"Why?" Will asked, puzzled.

"This is for easy bookkeeping and also to prevent you from exchanging too many Galleon at once, which would be difficult to store later. You won't need any extra expenses in your first two years at Hogwarts, so you don't need to keep too much money on you."

Hermione waved the small notebook in her hand, which was filled with detailed records of all expenses.

As a member of the Royal Family, Will is certainly not short of money, but that's precisely why Harry worries that once Will has enough gold in his pocket, he won't be able to control his spending urges and will want to buy everything.

So Harry thought it best to pay for everything Will needed, and then go to Gringotts before leaving to exchange the money for pounds before paying Harry back.

"The Monster Book of Monsters... which one?" After purchasing most of the textbooks the three of them would need for the new school year at Flourish and Blotts, Harry looked at the last item on the book list in his hand.

"It should be that one..." Hermione pointed to a corner of the bookstore with a conflicted expression. The spellbook that used to be there was gone, replaced by a strange, large iron cage.

Inside the iron cage were a group of strange books covered in fur, sharp teeth, and eyes. As Hermione looked at them, two of the books were pulling at the third book and tearing it into several pieces, while the others cheered and applauded.

"Now I understand why the headmaster made me a teaching assistant." Harry rolled his eyes in exasperation.

Not long ago, Dumbledore sent Harry a letter stating that due to the resignation of Kettleburn of the Care of Magical Creatures Class and the need for assistance from the newly appointed Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Harry was specially appointed as a teaching assistant for both subjects... and with a salary.

Harry didn't understand why Albus Dumbledore was doing this at first, but when he saw these the Monster Book of Monsters today, he finally understood at least the part about Care of Magical Creatures.

If that person is going to succeed Professor Kettleburn, then Harry really will have to become his teaching assistant.

However, Harry was rather puzzled about the Black Defense course.

The person in charge of that course in the new school year should be his uncle, whom he has never met. Based on the uncle's experience, would he need him to be a teaching assistant?

"You guys... you're not going to buy this damn book too, are you?" At this moment, the manager of Flourish and Blotts noticed Harry and the others standing there and reluctantly put on gloves. "Fine, I'll get it for you... Damn it, I've already been bitten five times this morning!"

"Let's do it ourselves." Seeing the manager's clearly disgusted expression, Harry decided it was best not to trouble him.

He reached his hand into the cage and, taking advantage of a moment when a book wasn't looking, gently stroked it. The book, which had been incredibly agitated just moments before, immediately closed obediently and even began to snore comfortably.

"How did you do that?" The bookstore owner was still completely bewildered when Harry handed the book to Hermione.

"Petting them will make them happy and keep them quiet for a while," Harry explained casually, while drawing his wand. "Of course, there's another way too, and that is... Incendio!"

"Ugh..." *N

As soon as the tip of the staff lit up, all the Monster Book of Monsters shuddered and rushed to form a stack, afraid that if they were late, their companions would leave them on the outside.

"Alright, you at the top, just come with me."

"Woo!"

Harry pointed his wand at the top book, which immediately screamed in terror, but its body betrayed its intentions and jumped over, rubbing its furry spine against Harry's hand.

"That's it!" After putting away the obsequious Monster Book of Monsters, Harry left with a bewildered Will and Hermione who was already used to such things, leaving the manager of Flourish and Blotts dumbfounded behind them.

"That'll do the trick? Let's give it a try, Incendio..." The bookstore manager curiously took out his wand and lightly waved it at the Monster Book of Monsters...

"Awooo! Awooo! Awooo!!" *N

In an instant, the iron cage, which had finally quieted down, was thrown into chaos once again.

"You're kidding! This method doesn't work at all!" Seeing the shattered pieces of paper and the mess on the floor, the bookstore manager was on the verge of tears.

After leaving the bookstore, the three of them rushed to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions to help Will get his school uniform for the start of the school year.

Harry and Hermione also got new robes. They are currently in the peak of their physical development, and their clothes, which were originally well-tailored, often become ill-fitting after a while.

After that, there were some miscellaneous items such as Cauldron and telescopes. Will himself didn't need to use owls to deliver messages, so they didn't go to the pet store.

Besides, there are plenty of kittens at Hogwarts now, and he can pet them whenever he wants.

While shopping, Harry also bought a lot of Potions ingredients and a highly accurate model of the constellation.

It's said that with this thing, you won't need to go to evening Astronomy anymore.

He originally wanted Hermione to buy one too, but the studious girl said she had plenty of time for all her classes and didn't need it at all...

Tch, you're clearly taking five elective courses at the same time, yet you're still being stubborn. I'll see how you manage your time!

As Will passed by the Quality Quidditch Supplies, he lingered for a while in the shop window, completely captivated by the latest broom models.

The Firebolt, currently the fastest and best-performing Flying Broomstick on the market, is an absolute must-have for most young wizards who aspire to Quidditch.

Unfortunately, the fact that the brand's price is "negotiable" is enough to deter most people.

Of course, Will can only watch for now, as freshmen are not allowed to bring their own Flying Broomstick to school. Even if he really wants to play Quidditch in the future, he can only participate in the house team selection in his second year.

And what they wanted to buy last, of course, was the most important thing: the wand, so they went to Mr. Ollivander's shop.

With its Britain oak shaft, Phoenix Feather, and fourteen-inch length, Will's affinity with this wand left Ollivander full of praise.

He even told Will that Merlin, the famous Slytherin alumnus and the great wizard, also used a wand with Britain oak shaft, so Will's future was bound to be limitless, blah blah blah.

Ah, Merlin is a famous alumnus of Hogwarts!

Harry now treats that statement as a joke.

Chapter 271 Taking photos casually will give you away.

The most comfortable thing on a hot summer day is to find a place to rest after a satisfying shopping spree and enjoy a refreshing and delicious cold drink.

The moment the ice cream touches your mouth, it's as if all the heat and frustration disappear.

Harry, his two friends, and their companions were now sitting under a parasol outside Florean's Ice Cream Parlour. After their shopping spree, they had accumulated quite a few bags and packages. It was now noon, and they were taking a short break here.

At the ice cream shop, Harry also happened to run into an acquaintance.

"Harry!"

The fanboy with the camera seemed to have a GPS device installed on him that could pinpoint Harry's location precisely. When he inadvertently discovered that his idol was sitting on the street corner, he immediately ran over.

"Haha, I was just wondering if I'd run into you here in Diagon Alley, and here you are with Hermione! Uh, may I ask who this is?"

Colin, beaming with enthusiasm, approached and discovered that Harry wasn't only with Hermione, but also with a child he didn't recognize.

"He's Will, my distant relative's child, and he's going to Hogwarts this year." Harry casually made up an identity for Will.

"Really? I'm so lucky to meet Harry's relative!" Colin immediately extended his hand to Will. "I'm Colin Creevey, a wizard of ordinary birth."

Colin's tone, while enthusiastic, also contained a clear sense of confidence. After last year's turmoil, in addition to admiring Harry even more, he had also developed a genuine sense of identity with his own origins.

"I am Will Henry Potter, and I share the same background as you."

Will politely shook Colin's hand, and his response made Colin's eyes light up.

In his view, wizards who are also 'ordinary people' will definitely have a lot in common in the future.

Harry was also quite pleased with Will's interaction with his little fanboy.

Ever since I met this prince, he has never shown the slightest bit of the Royal Family airs, which is truly rare in aristocratic circles.

Furthermore, the fact that he considers himself to be of 'the same origin' as Colin indicates that he is consciously reminding himself to forget his original royal identity.

Will, if not promising for the future, at least won't disappoint.

With Colin joining them, the atmosphere of Harry and his friends' conversation became much more lively. The little fanboy's age was just right, bridging the gap between the older and younger members, and with him interjecting, the small group would never lack topics to chat about.

However, this lively atmosphere didn't last long. When Florean Fortescue, the owner of the ice cream shop, handed Harry a note, Harry's relaxed expression subconsciously tightened.

Looking around, Harry noticed a strange man staring at him from the street corner not far away.

The other person's clothes were very worn and patched in many places, giving the impression of being destitute and impoverished.

He should be around the same age as Sirius, but his hair was already streaked with gray, his face looked very weathered, and there were even a few somewhat ferocious scars on his face, the cause of which was unknown.

When he realized Harry had noticed him, he nodded to Harry and then turned and walked toward the Leaky Cauldron.

"Colin, could you stay here with Will for a bit? Hermione and I have to leave now and won't be back for a while."

"No problem, leave it to me. We're having a great chat!" Colin patted his chest confidently upon hearing Harry's request.

Will, who was standing to the side, already knew that Ha and the other man had other things to do this time, so he didn't ask any further questions.

And just as Colin said, they had just talked about the Sorting House, which Will was very interested in.

"I've only heard the specifics, but basically Harry burned the Sorting Hat and snatched Hermione should have been sorted into Gryffindor, into Ravenclaw. It's a pity I found out too late, otherwise I might have been able to threaten the Sorting Hat. Of course, being in Gryffindor is good now, it's just that our House Points are often at the bottom..."

While Colin and Will were chatting animatedly, Harry and Hermione had already followed the mysterious man all the way back to the Leaky Cauldron.

Seeing the other person enter Sirius's room, Harry no longer had any doubts.

The moment Hermione and I pushed open the door and entered, the two large men inside rushed to greet us.

"Thank goodness, Harry, you've finally arrived!" Sirius patted Harry's shoulder excitedly. "If you hadn't shown up, I might have had Lupin come to your house and wait for you."

"Yes, if you, my godson, hadn't come soon, I really wouldn't have been able to stop this barking Padfoot." The man who had just led Harry over teased Sirius, but his gaze toward Harry grew increasingly agitated.

"My child, you look just like your father, but your eyes are exactly like your mother's. It's so wonderful to see you all grown up..."

Seeing Harry's face, which clearly combined features of both parents, the man's gaze drifted slightly, as if he were lost in endless reminiscence.

"Harry, Hermione, let me introduce you. This is Remus John Lupin, an old friend of your father's." Sirius quickly took the man's hand and introduced him to Harry. "During my last period in Azkaban, he was the prison doctor who took care of me. It was thanks to him that those Dementor would not have let it go."

"Uncle Lupin, I'm very happy to see you here."

"Hello, Uncle Lupin."

Upon hearing Sirius's words, Harry quickly led Hermione forward to greet him.

After actually meeting Lupin, Harry had to admit that the friendship between the two men from his father's generation, apart from Peter Pettigrew, was truly admirable.

After the incident, Sirius immediately went after Peter Pettigrew, and even after being imprisoned in Azkaban, he remained filled with remorse.

Although Lupin wasn't involved in what happened back then, he willingly entered Azkaban as a prison doctor to stay by Sirius's side... Keep in mind, he was a powerful wizard who had mastered the Patronus Charm!

"Alright, enough with the small talk, we have something important to tell you!" After everyone had introduced themselves, Sirius hurriedly spread a newspaper on the table. "Harry, take a look at this!"

"This is... a photo of the Weasley family?"

Harry looked over curiously and discovered that it was a photo cut out from the Daily Prophet.

Arthur Weasley, the patriarch of the Weasley family, won the Galleon Prize from the Daily Prophet, a prize of 700 Galleon. His family decided to use the money to travel to Egypt and visit their eldest son Bill, who was working as Curse-Breaker in Gringotts Egypt.

In this photo, all nine members of the Weasley family are present, with their youngest children, Ron and Ginny, standing in the center, and Ron's pet rat, Scabbers, perched on his shoulder.

"Harry, look closely at that mouse!" Even Lupin's voice was now filled with gritted teeth.

"The rat... it was him?!"

When Harry saw Scabbers' obviously missing toe, he immediately knew why Sirius and Lupin had called him over!

Chapter 272 Catching rats requires laying an inescapable net.

"The mouse in the photo... no way? Could it be that the Weasley family's mouse is Peter Pettigrew Peter?!"

After carefully observing the mouse following Harry's gaze, Hermione immediately covered her mouth in surprise.

Ron's pet Scabbers is actually the runaway Peter Pettigrew! This is unbelievable!

And it was already at Hogwarts, right next to them?!

"Looking back now, there were indeed many suspicious things about that rat."

Peter Pettigrew was previously a member of the four-man group led by Harry's father, and Sirius couldn't possibly mistake his Animagus form; moreover, Harry remembered that Ron had mentioned that Scabbers had been a member of the Weasley family for over ten years.