Hogwarts: Jade, stop controlling Harry!

"Mom and Dad, and Professor McGonagall!" Hermione exclaimed with some surprise.

"Oh my little Mioni, it looks like you've got your magic wand now," the middle-aged man in the couple said with a smile.

Judging from the way she's addressed, it should be Hermione's nickname, except that the "her" in "hermione" has been dropped.

"Yes, Dad, please don't call me that in public." Hermione's face flushed slightly as she ran to her father's side and whispered.

The kind middle-aged couple smiled as they looked at their daughter, then glanced at Harry, who was standing alone in the store.

"It seems Hermione, you've made your first new friend," Hermione's mother said softly. "Hello, child. Are you enjoying your conversation?"

Harry nodded politely. "It's alright. Hello, sir and madam, and Professor McGonagall."

Professor McGonagall gave the polite Harry a careful look, her expression slightly surprised, and she smiled. "Hello, Mr. Potter."

Harry was somewhat surprised that the professor knew his name.

Hermione was also surprised.

Hermione raised her head and introduced him to her parents, "This is Harry Potter. Like me, he is a little wizard from an ordinary family."

As she spoke, Hermione quickly tugged at her father's sleeve, stood on tiptoe, and whispered something in his ear.

After Mr. Granger heard what his daughter had to say, his gaze toward Harry held a mixture of surprise and pity.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Harry. If you don't mind, we'd love to invite you to our home."

Harry guessed what Hermione had told his parents—that he was an orphan—but Harry didn't want anyone to pity him for it.

Harry was just about to politely decline the Grangers' invitation.

Professor McGonagall cleared her throat and spoke first, "Alright, Hermione, I think we should go... I'm sorry, Mr. Granger, Harry isn't quite ready to leave Diagon Alley for the time being."

Mr. Granger looked puzzled and surprised, but he nodded nonetheless.

"See you at school, Harry." Hermione clearly didn't understand why Harry couldn't leave Diagon Alley, but she still said goodbye to Harry in her proud tone.

"Okay, see you at school." Harry smiled slightly at Hermione.

Hermione's cheeks flushed slightly, and her eyes immediately darted away.

After Harry watched the four of them leave, he frowned slightly.

He also didn't understand why Professor McGonagall said he couldn't leave Diagon Alley...

Harry thought he would go back to his aunt's house.

Well, one more problem won't make a difference anyway.

Harry planned to get his wand first, and then think about the rest.

Ollivander waited until Hermione and her family left before turning his attention to Harry. "Now it's your turn, Mr. Potter. Your parents came to Ollivander's to buy their first wand, it's like it happened just yesterday."

"I still remember your mother's wand, ten and a quarter inches long, made of willow, which made a whistling sound when it was swung..."

Harry didn't listen carefully to what Ollivander said next; he stood there, his mind reeling.

What do you mean his parents also bought their first wand from this store?

Could it be that they didn't die in a car accident, but were actually wizards like him?

He should have thought of this long ago—otherwise, how could his parents have left him such a large inheritance in the magical world's bank?

The Dursleys lied to him! They kept it from him for so many years!

To Ollivander's disappointment, little Harry wasn't as lively as he had been when he sneaked into the shop before.

Instead, he stood there stiffly, motionless, letting Ollivander take various measurements on him.

However, Ollivander could understand; alas, the poor child.

.....

As Hermione led her father away from the wand shop, she couldn't help but turn around and look back.

Looking at that thin and lonely figure standing in the shop.

Hermione felt even more sympathy for the little boy.

"Professor McGonagall, may I ask why that child can't leave Diagon Alley?"

Mr. Granger also noticed the sympathetic look in his daughter's eyes. He frowned and asked Professor McGonagall, who was walking ahead.

Upon hearing this, Professor McGonagall stopped and looked at the Granger family, who seemed to have misunderstood something.

Do they think this is restricting Harry's freedom?

Professor McGonagall shook her head inwardly.

If they knew what this child had done a week ago, they probably wouldn't think that way.

However, Professor McGonagall didn't explain much to the Muggle couple, only saying, "This is for Harry's safety. We can't let a freshman running around London."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Granger's furrowed brows remained unchanged.

He didn't understand what it meant to run around all over London. The boy looked well-mannered and quiet, not like the kind of child who would run around everywhere.

"But I can pick him up and bring him back..." Mr. Granger insisted.

Professor McGonagall looked somewhat helpless.

This family is far too kind-hearted; they actually thought of inviting a child they had only met once to their home, simply because he was an orphan.

"Please believe me, Mr. Granger, there are many people in Diagon Alley who care about that child more than you do. He will be safe here."

"As for the reason, you may find out later."

Professor McGonagall finished speaking impatiently and ended the topic.

"Alright, I think now that we've bought everything on the school admission checklist, it's time to say goodbye."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Granger could only helplessly raise his hand and rub his daughter's head.

"If you want to see the child, perhaps we can come back here next weekend..."

Hermione's face flushed, but after thinking for a moment, she nodded. "Alright, maybe I can bring him something. That shouldn't be against the rules, right, Professor McGonagall?"

Professor McGonagall gave Hermione an even stranger look and nodded.

"Yes."

I watched the Granger family leave.

McGonagall could still faintly hear the family having a heated discussion about what they should bring for the poor child.

"Good heavens, do they really think the famous Harry Potter would go hungry here?" Professor McGonagall sighed, glanced again in the direction of the wand shop, and then turned and disappeared.

To be honest, before I met Harry...

McGonagall thought he would be another James Porter, or even worse.

But today, the child looks somewhat like Lily... It seems the newspaper was right, that Muggle couple really treated the child badly!