Lupet has never lived such a comfortable life since graduating from Hogwarts.
When she gets up every morning, she doesn't have to worry about today's food rations as before. Rhys was responsible for the living expenses of the two of them, and the money in his wallet seemed to be endless. It took her several days to get used to it.
Eat whenever you want, sleep whenever you want, and move anywhere in Diagon Alley with Master's permission of course.
This kind of life was something that Lupet never dared to think about before - she even had time to visit all the shops in Diagon Alley that she hadn't visited as a student and then didn't had the money to visit.
As for her owner Rhys, apart from occasionally going shopping with her in the shops in Diagon Alley, he rarely left Florean Fortescue's Ice-Cream Parlour- a shop selling ice cream and cold drinks in Diagon Alley. , the boss is an interesting little old man with extensive knowledge of all aspects of the Middle Ages.
What Rhys likes to do most is to hold a few books, order a sweet cold drink, sit under the umbrella outside the elegant Ice Cream Shop, and then order a box of ice cream every half hour and chat with the shop owner.
Florean talks about the Middle Ages.
Most of the time, Rhys was the one telling Floroen, but there were also times when he was rendered speechless by Floreon. Often at this time, Rhys would close his mouth and lower his head to read, while Floroen would laugh and give him some milk-flavored ice cream.
He only returned to the Leaky Cauldron when it was time to eat or when the ice cream parlor was closing.
Of course, "Serge" did not give up his "career". He asked Lupe to specify a few newspapers, summarize the news on them every day, and then send them to a specific address via owl mail. Yes, he was making it like Serge was still in the information business.
(Serge is the one who turned into mud in the previous chapter)
It's just that there has been no news or feedback from "Classmates", and Rhys is not in a hurry. He has plenty of time to wait for the fish to take the bait.
As the days passed, Rhys's understanding of the modern world gradually deepened.
He learned a lot of things from books, and the most discussed among them was Harry Potter, the "Boy Who Lived".
"Counting the days, that boy is going to go to Hogwarts."
"Which boy?"
"Who else could it be, Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived!"
Such conversations could ring in Rhys's ears several times a day. In his impression, he and his three old friends were not as "popular" as Harry is when they were at the height of their fame.
Who is Harry Potter?, that was what Rhys had thought at that time
Rhys's confusion was quickly answered, and he read books published in recent years - such as "Modern History of Magic", "The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic", "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century", and various children's books like - "The Boy and the princes", "the Savior and Cinderella", Harry Potter's name is often mentioned.
From these books, not including the children's stories, Rhys learned what the savior did - he defeated a Dark Lord.
Dark lord meant Demon king in Rhys' mind.
Rhys was still a little surprised by this. It was common for brave men to defeat a devil, and the four of them were one of them back then. But it was the first time in a thousand years that a baby who had not yet left his infancy defeated the demon king who was in full swing.
Given the opportunity to meet the "Boy Who Lived", Rhys made up his mind.
"Here comes the vanilla ice cream." Florean placed a large box of ice cream on Rhys' table.
"Thank you!" Rhys opened the book in front of him and enjoyed the ice cream that exuded a hint of white air.
While eating ice cream, the pages in front of him slowly turned over on their own.
"You should try other flavors. Strawberry and mango-flavored ice cream are selling very well recently." Seeing that Rhys was eating deliciously, Floroen couldn't help but recommend other flavors of his own ice cream to him.
Rhys shook his head. He had tasted all the flavors of Floroen's ice cream, and only fresh milk, yogurt, and vanilla suited his taste the most.
Suddenly, a shadow fell in front of Rhys, knocking over the book that was floating in front of him.
The uninvited guest is a barn owl, carrying a letter under its sharp beak.
After delivering the letter, the owl fluttered its wings and flew away as if it had completed its mission.
Rhys knew without even looking that the envelope contained an acceptance letter to Hogwarts. He broke open the paint and took out two pieces of parchment from the envelope. The first was the admission notice written by Vice-Headmystress Professor Minerva McGonagall, and the second was a list of required textbooks and essential supplies.
Looking at the letter in his hand, long-standing memories gradually came to mind.
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"Is it necessary to be so formal?" Godric Gryffindor looked at Hufflepuff who was busy writing at her desk with a look of astonishment on his face.
"Of course! They are my students!" Hufflepuff replied matter-of-factly.
"But they are already going to school in the castle! Rowena, Salazar, tell me, is it necessary to do this?" Gryffindor couldn't understand Hufflepuff's behavior at all. Why should she give students a letter like this who have already enrolled in school?
"A sense of ceremony, a sense of ceremony!" Ravenclaw waved her hand and said, "Gryffindor we need to look formal in front of kids, Helga please make it more formal. The four of us are going to build the best magic school in Britain. Don't make it like those grassroots teams."
After encountering disappointment from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, Gryffindor couldn't help but look at his 'good' friend Slytherin, hoping to hear a few good words from him.
Salazar Slytherin stroked his beard: "This is indeed a bit stupid..."
"Right, right!" Gryffindor's eyes lit up: They must be old friends from another life also, although he and Slytherin argue sometimes, good friends should back each other up!
"I chose to let the quill write the letter by itself, just take a look." Slytherin showed his friend the automatic writing quill he had developed a few days ago.
[Dear Miss Greengrass:
We are pleased to inform you that you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Attached is a list of required books and equipment]
Looking at the quill writing on the parchment, the three founder s looked shocked.
Can you still play like this? !
We all wrote the admission notice by hand honestly, but you are the only one using magic to be lazy?
Although they said that the written notice was not sincere, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff still silently chose to take an automatic writing quill from Slytherin - to write an acceptance letter to each student. The workload of issuing notices is simply too much.
A letter was written and then sent to the student's home via an owl raised on campus.
At the insistence of the four founders, this behavior became a tradition at Hogwarts. Eventually, every child born in the British Isles with magical talents will receive a letter from Hogwarts at the age of eleven.
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After Lupet completed today's intelligence-gathering mission, she brought a piece of pudding to the Floroen Ice Cream Shop. Then she saw the master staring at a piece of parchment attentively and muttering something in his mouth——
"Eh? Now you don't need to bring your own armor and sword to enroll?"
Lupet:"? ? ?"