Hogwarts: Jade, stop controlling Harry!

Hermione nodded.

"Yes, Dad."

Her abrupt question in the wand shop and the answer she received have left Hermione feeling guilty ever since.

She must have been so overwhelmed with joy that she said those things.

Then, recalling the slightly envious look on Harry's face as he watched her pay the bill alone, the kind-hearted Hermione concluded that it must be because Harry, as an orphan, was short of money.

Since that's the case, she might as well find some things she doesn't need and give them to Harry.

Upon seeing this, the Grangers exchanged a surprised glance.

They hadn't expected their daughter to care so much about a new classmate she'd only met once—although the couple did feel sorry for the child standing alone in the store.

But if Hermione does this, will the child really accept it?

The kind Grangers did not directly stop their daughter's actions.

Mr. Granger entered the room, sat on his daughter's bed, and said softly.

"Hermione, have you ever wondered why your new classmate initially refused your help?"

.....

On the way back by car.

Hermione told her father that she wanted to lend Harry money to buy a wand, but Harry refused.

Hermione stopped rummaging through things and looked up at her father, who was smiling gently.

"Dad, do you mean... even if I give him these, he won't want them?"

The clever Hermione seemed to understand what her father was trying to say, but she wasn't quite sure.

Mr. Granger smiled with satisfaction, pulled Hermione to his side, and stroked her head.

"Hermione, judging from this, I think your new classmate must have a very strong sense of self-esteem."

"Why don't you become friends with him first, if you're willing, instead of just bringing him a whole bunch of stuff?"

"I think he'll probably refuse again."

Hermione sat on her father's lap, still somewhat puzzled. "But why won't he take my things?"

Could it be that she disliked these things because they had been used? But Hermione felt that she cherished her belongings.

At that moment, Mrs. Granger also came in and sat down on the other side of Hermione, speaking in a low voice.

"Honey, you can't just assume your new classmate will need these things. What if he doesn't?"

Hermione listened thoughtfully. "Mom and Dad, are you saying that what I did will hurt his feelings?"

The Grangers didn't say anything, they just smiled and looked at their daughter.

Their daughter is naturally a kind-hearted and good child, but sometimes Hermione's personality is a bit too domineering.

This also resulted in their daughter not making many close friends during elementary school.

Hermione often felt disappointed because of this.

Now that Hermione is going to a new school, the Grangers naturally hope that their daughter can make true friends there.

Hermione frowned, and finally, somewhat dejected, put the things she had found back on the bed.

"Alright then, but I just wanted to help him..."

"To help others, you must first gain their approval, my child," the Grangers said with a smile, seeing that their daughter had come to her senses.

"Let's go see your new classmate this weekend. How about we bring him some homemade cakes?"

Hermione nodded emphatically after hearing this.

"Alright then, I think I can read a lot of books this week, and then I can talk to him about Hogwarts."

Among the books Hermione bought were several recommended by Professor McGonagall, such as "Hogwarts: A History of the School," "A History of Modern Magic," and "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century," among others.

Hermione believed that although she came from an ordinary family, after reading these books, her understanding of the magical world would be no worse than that of some children from wizarding families!

.....

The next day, Harry woke up very early in the morning.

It's not that Harry doesn't want to sleep in and stay in bed a little longer.

But the thought of finally escaping the Dursleys' control and soon being able to attend a magic school kept Harry awake with excitement.

Harry got out of bed and changed into his new, well-fitting clothes!

It goes without saying that Xiaoyu bought it.

This outfit probably wasn't bought from an outside store. After Harry changed into it and stood in front of the mirror, he felt that he was no different from those children from wizarding families running around Diagon Alley.

Harry got up a little too early; the sky was just beginning to lighten.

The entire bar was quiet.

Harry could only sit on the bed, lost in thought.

Harry didn't yet have a definite plan in mind for what to do during his upcoming two-week vacation.

He's like a poor man who suddenly receives a huge fortune; he can only hold onto the mountain of gold, but doesn't know how to spend it.

Just then, the chirping of birds from the birdcage on the table by the window woke Harry.

Harry looked at the snow-white owl Hagrid had given him, flapped its wings a few times in the cage, and noticed that the food box was completely empty.

"I'm sorry, I went to bed too early last night and forgot to get you more rice. Please forgive me."

Harry stood up, walked to the birdcage, and said apologetically to the beautiful owl.

He could understand the feeling of being hungry.

But when he opened the birdcage and reached his hand in, the snowy owl lightly pecked Harry's fingertip.

It seems that wizards' owls also have quite a few personalities.

After thinking for a moment, Harry decided what to call his new pet—he'd call her Hedwig!

As for Jade's fire lizard, Harry decided to ask Jade for her opinion.

If he could go back again.

We'll know the result in a week!

Harry winced and shook his hand, making sure he wasn't pecked before opening the bag next to him and pouring some birdseed into the box, but Hedwig didn't even glance at it.

Just as Harry was wondering what was going on, he noticed a letter under the birdcage. When he opened it, he found that it was left for him by Hagrid.

The note stated that Hedwig was a female snowy owl, and that Harry didn't need to worry about her foraging; he just needed to let her out for a while, and she would go out into the wild to feed herself and then come back.

Harry hesitated, holding the envelope. Was he really going to release an owl he had just met? Would it really fly back? But thinking of the wonders of magic, Harry finally checked with Hedwig to confirm.

"You want to go out and find something to eat yourself, right?"

Hedwig tilted her head and stared at Harry, seemingly understanding his question, and nodded.

Harry marveled at the owl's wonder once more and obediently opened the window. Hedwig jumped onto the windowsill almost without hesitation and flew out.

"Remember to come back!" Harry shouted out the window.

He then closed the window, but not completely.

It seems I don't need to worry about Hedwig's food anymore.

Harry rubbed his stomach; he'd eaten too much cake last night and wasn't hungry yet.

Since that's the case, Harry decided that he would practice the Tai Chi Chuan technique that Uncle Dragon taught him again!

Harry wants to be as awesome as Jackie Chan!

Even after leaving his father's antique shop, Harry wasn't going to let himself relax too much.

He needs to maintain self-discipline!

I waited upstairs and practiced until I was covered in a thin layer of sweat, felt warm all over, and felt refreshed.

Harry then went downstairs and ate the breakfast that the bar had provided.

Now, he is no longer as surprised as before when diners greet him.

After having breakfast, Harry went back upstairs. After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the thick books that were on his bedside table.

Harry not only wants to be as powerful as Jackie Chan, but also wants to be a knowledgeable wizard like his father!

Then we need to start working hard now!

Harry turned to the first page of the book, "Introducing One Hundred Potion Ingredients."

I don't know how much time has passed...

The diligent Harry had already collapsed onto his bed and fallen into a peaceful sleep.

And what was covering Harry's face was the very book he had been flipping through earlier...