“Harry, this is a birthday present for you.” Hagrid held up the cage in his hand, inside which was a very beautiful snowy owl, smiling sweetly at Harry.
“Thank you, Hagrid. From now on, you are Salier!” Harry took the cage and brought the snowy owl to his eye level, saying to it.
This name was the name of a hero in the game Heroes of Might and Magic 3, from the element city.
His talent skill is Magic Divine Sword, early game, he is very strong directly using Magic Divine Arrow to develop and fight monsters.
In his memory, he liked to use this hero when playing games.
So he directly gave the name to his pet.
At the moment of naming, Harry felt the magic in his brow jump slightly, and a connected breath emerged between him and Salier.
It is an ancient covenant between blood and magic.
This world, truly magical, perhaps in ancient times, there were wise sages who created eternal magic, which still influences us today.
Very interesting.
Sure enough, the real world of magic is much more interesting than in the game.
After buying all these things, it was already noon.
Hagrid brought Harry back to the Leaky Cauldron.
Besides providing alcohol, they also offer some food.
Hagrid intended to treat Harry to a meal.
Looking at the menu, Harry was very embarrassed, he reluctantly ordered 2 dishes that were edible.
“Hagrid, I have a question I want to ask you.” Harry looked at Hagrid and said.
“If you don't know anything, just ask me.” Hagrid laughed heartily.
“Just now, Mr. Ollivander said something about, the Dark Lord?”
Harry lifted his bangs that covered his scar.
“Was it him who killed my parents?”
His tone was calm, as if he was asking what to eat for lunch.
Hagrid involuntarily swallowed.
His expression became cautious.
He looked left and right, making sure that no one was eavesdropping on their conversation.
He nodded quietly, his voice very low: “Yes.”
“What is his name?” Harry asked. Even if he wanted revenge, he had to know the name of the killer.
“No, you can't say this name.” Hagrid subconsciously shook his head.
“You write it down.” Harry changed his approach.
“No, I won't write his name.” Hagrid also shook his head.
Harry's emerald green eyes stared at him.
Hagrid took a sip of butterbeer.
Harry continued to look at him.
“Alright, his name is, Voldemort.” The last sentence was even lower.
Voldemort.
Was it you who killed my parents?
Carrying several large bags in one hand, and the cage with Salier in the other, Harry returned home.
Hagrid didn't follow him. He also took something from Gringotts, seemingly to take back to Hogwarts to give to Dumbledore. This was a task given to him by Dumbledore.
Petunia Dursley, who opened the door for Harry, felt relieved when she saw that the giant-like figure wasn't behind Harry.
But when she saw the things in Harry's hands, especially the owl, her expression became complex.
The memories of her childhood reappeared in her mind.
Her sister, at that time, also came home like this.
She could only look on enviously.
Although he didn't know what Aunt Petunia was thinking, Harry could still tell that she didn't like these things very much.
Vernon Dursley was more direct, he hated these things.
Harry consciously took all the things he bought back to his room, trying to avoid being in their sight.
He took a few pieces of beef he had prepared from the fridge, reheated them slightly, and took them back to put in the cage for Salier to eat.
Salier, who was used to eating owl food, tasted human food for the first time.
His eyes lit up!
What exactly had he been experiencing in his owl life for the past few years?
There was such delicious food in the world.
That pet shop owner was really too weak, giving him those trash every day.
It was so happy to follow his master.
With a happy expression, he chirped a few times at Harry, expressing his joy.
Harry touched him, fluffy, the feel was not bad.
I wonder if he has been bathed, I'll give him a bath tonight.
He let Salier eat the beef slowly.
Harry couldn't wait to open the books he bought today.
He now had a strong interest in this magical world.
The magic of wizards is obviously different from the magic in games, they focus on spells, gestures, wands, and mind!
The mind is the most important.
The book on magic theory mentions some simple introductions, those who use dark magic must have strong negative emotions to cast it successfully.
The greater the value of negative emotions, the greater the power of the spell.
If the value of negative emotions is not enough, even if you cast dark magic, it will have no power.
White magic is the opposite.
It's different in games.
As long as the strength attribute is increased.
Then the power of any magic will increase.
Powerful magic is not described much, maybe powerful magic in this world is rare, or maybe the book only introduces a little.
The most noteworthy to Harry is a wizard named Grindelwald, who once used Fiendfyre to burn half of Paris.
Harry thought for a moment.
In the game, there is only one magic with such a large range.
Doomsday!
Except for creatures that are fire-resistant or immune to magic, other creatures can be directly cleared by one wave of AOE.
It is the most powerful ranged attack magic in the late game.
When Harry played the game in his dream, he especially liked this spell.
As long as the troops have black dragons or phoenixes, when they encounter enemy heroes or monsters, just clear them with one wave.
In this wizarding world, apart from offensive magic, the most important magic to Harry is Transfiguration.
Directly change the nature and state of objects.
It can be called a divine method, although it has time limitations.
But it's already very powerful.
Before, Aunt Petunia said that magic is not powerful and is more suitable for housework, it was really a woman's view.
The magic of the wizarding world and the magic of the game world have their own advantages.
In comparison, the magic of the wizarding world is more perfect, not only magic.
There are also potions to increase age, to tell the truth, and to breathe underwater.
There are mandrakes, herbs that can kill people with just their screams.
As well as a whole series of derivatives such as alchemy, etc.
After all, games are games, they can't cover everything.
But it doesn't matter, Harry can learn all of these.
He spent 5 years learning Peng Ying Zong's cooking skills to 80%, although the remaining 20% is the essence.
But he could overcome such difficult cooking skills, what's so hard about learning magic.
Harry was immersed in the world of magic.
The Dursleys were a little scared.
Harry's room was still too small, he couldn't experiment with any magic.
So he chose the living room.
According to the knowledge in the book, he waved his magic wand, making the sofa and coffee table in the living room fly around.
Then he tried to restore the scattered books.
He even went to Diagon Alley again, bought a lot of herbs from the herb shop, and brewed potions in his room.
The liquid inside gurgled and bubbled.
It's like a wicked wizard in a fairy tale.
The Dursleys were about to go crazy.
But they didn't go crazy.
The reason was that Harry was no longer working now, he stayed at home and was exposed to everything from the wizarding world.
And since he was staying at home, he naturally had to eat.
Harry didn't like Aunt Petunia's Western food.
So he could only do it himself, taking care of lunch and dinner.
He asked Petunia Dursley to help him, it didn't take much time, which was acceptable.
So every day when Vernon Dursley came home from work, his expression was both happy and troubled.
It made people think he had recently gone crazy.
But how could a crazy person feel like he was getting fatter every day?
Dudley was completely unaffected by his parents.
As long as he could eat the food his cousin made.
He didn't care about magic or not.
Now that his cousin cooked at home every day, he felt that his 11-year-old life had never been so happy.
August 30th.
This was Harry's first time back to Peng's Restaurant this month.
Peng Ying Zong called him over.
A sign of "Closed for the Day" was hung at the entrance of the restaurant.
It made many rich people who regarded this as their canteen miserable.
Damn it, where on earth should I eat today?
Peng Qin Xuan took a day off and hurried back. Peng Ying Zong didn't tell her that Harry was going to a magic school.
He only told her that he went to some private school.
As for whether Peng Qin Xuan could find Harry if she wanted to go to that school later, we'll talk about it later.
Peng Ying Zong prepared a table of abalone and shark fin soup for Harry.
To see him off.
After so many years.
Harry once again experienced what it felt like to eat until his stomach was full and he vomited.
What's the point of being full? With such delicious dishes here, even if you vomit, it's not a big deal, just let the taste go through your mouth again, it's still fragrant.
Time slowly arrived at August 31st.
Tomorrow is the first day of school.
After Vernon Dursley finished dinner, Harry said to him: “Uncle Vernon, I'm going to school tomorrow, can you take me to King's Cross Station?”
Hearing Harry's words, Vernon Dursley was first overjoyed. Thank goodness, this kid is finally going to school, finally there won't be those terrible situations at home.
Then his face suddenly fell.
Damn it, this kid is going to school, what about the food at home?
Do we have to eat Petunia's again?
There is a saying in China.
It is easy to go from thrift to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to thrift.
After getting used to Harry's cooking, eating Petunia's food again.
Vernon felt that he would probably have to adapt for a long time.
Although he has been eating for decades.
But sometimes love, it's really love at first sight.
Just like Harry's cooking.