trainer at hogwarts

Chapter 196 Give away the pot and give away the complete

Ollivander is not sure that it is strange that Maurice is stronger than other wizards of the same age. He would only feel strange if Maurice did not have some strength.

After all, it is the wand that chooses the wizard.

Special wands will never choose a loser.

So, it makes sense.

Harry crouched on the ground, wincing in pain.

Morris didn't dare to touch him, so he could only hint Gardevoir to give him a checkup.

Ollivander frowned: "Should we send him to the hospital?"

"Wait a minute." Morris said, "Mr. Ollivander, do you have any chocolate here? I think he may need some now."

"No, but he can rest here for a while." Ollivander dragged a table and lifted Harry onto it.

"Then please take care of him, and I'll buy some."

Gardevoir used his telekinesis to roughly check Harry's situation, and then followed Morris out.

"How is it?" Morris asked.

Gardevoir: "Disappeared without a trace, a very good hiding method. If I hadn't run out by myself, I wouldn't have known there was anything else on him."

Morris thought for a while: "Could it be that the mark is a space?"

Gardevoir was stunned: "It's possible, but it may not be that easy to peel the mark off him."

"Unless he voluntarily transfers." Morris added.

"But this shows that it is not inseparable, but we haven't found a way yet." Gardevoir raised his head slightly. She is very good at space stuff.

"We can find Rotom." Morris said, "Although it's a bit troublesome, we can give him the data here and let him study it."

Gardevoir hesitated and said, "Master, Rotom may want to curse you."

"Why?" Morris was surprised.

"Because you have been assigning tasks to him without stopping..."

"..."

Morris came back with a few chocolate frogs. Although there is no shortage of chocolate in the UK, for him, compared to these sweet and sweet chocolates, he would rather eat slightly bitter ones. Of course, this is only limited to dark chocolate.

"Here." Morris placed the chocolate and Coke in front of Harry, holding his chin and looking at it, "What do you think now?"

"It's okay." Harry felt embarrassed, feeling that he was troubling everyone because of himself.

Morris waved his hands to show that he didn't care, and Ollivander couldn't care less about the two children he liked.

"Maurice, can I use the wand?" Harry asked quietly, looking at the wand with twinkling eyes.

Are you feeling any psychological pressure because of what just happened?

Morris comforted: "Escape can't solve the problem, it can only solve yourself. Sometimes if you don't give it a try, how will you know you can't do it?"

Harry's little face suddenly fell.

This chicken soup... is too poisonous.

Five minutes later, Maurice and Harry emerged from the wand shop.

"Maurice, thank you so much...I will definitely pay you back this money!" Harry's eyes were very firm, like an unlucky kid who was about to sell himself to work.

"What's the rush?" Morris smiled slightly, "You'll be rich soon."

"Huh?"

Morris counted on his fingers: "There are about eight or nine months left."

A row of little question marks appeared above Harry's head. Even though he had seen Maurice's predictions, he would never believe that he would have money.

Probably Morris was comforting himself, well, it must be so.

Harry gave a strong smile.

Cultivating feelings should be done step by step. Morris is very satisfied with today's progress. From the looks of it, his favorability score has probably reached 70 or 80%.

Sure enough, what children who have lacked care since childhood need most is care from others.

Moreover, Harry has a kind nature, and as long as he treats him sincerely, the child will definitely treat him heartily.

The sky was getting dark, and Harry reluctantly said goodbye to Maurice.

"What's the rush? We'll meet again tonight." Morris smiled.

"Night?"

"Don't go to bed too early. I'll come find you around ten o'clock." Morris looked at his watch, "By the way, don't tell your family about things in the magic world. If you want to practice magic If so, just ask Hedwig to come to me and I will take you there."

Harry nodded excitedly and thanked him repeatedly.

He, Harry Potter, is about to become a magical boy!

...

The Morris family.

Clarissa and Field, two busy people, rarely have time to have dinner with their son at home.

They were discussing preparations for Christmas.

Christmas decorations are usually put up on the fourth Sunday before Christmas, so the days are almost there.

There is a fir tree planted in the backyard of the family. The tree was planted the year Morris was born, but instead of a sapling, a tree about three meters high was planted directly.

Today, Morris has grown to 1.6 meters tall, but the fir tree is less than 1 meter tall under the careful cultivation of Ye Elf and Hua Beibei.

Originally, the Hill couple planned to go to a warm place for a vacation and spend a rare time together, so they made no preparations in advance. But who knew that his son would suddenly come back, so how could he miss Christmas? Of course the family must be neat and tidy!

Considering Harry's situation, Morris asked his parents to put their travel plans on hold for the time being. It would take two days to confirm whether he could go.

That's right, Morris intends to carry out his good deeds to the end and give away the blame.

Professional problems should be solved by professionals, right?

Ten p.m.

Maurice prepared to show up at Harry's little storage room.

"Oh my god! Do you dare to make the space here smaller?"

Harry, Maurice, and a Gardevoir whom Harry couldn't see, filled up the small space in the storage room.

Harry was embarrassed: "This..."

"Okay, okay, this has nothing to do with you. Leave first. This place is really not for people to live in."

Gardevoir cooperated and led the two of them to teleport. Although she liked to stick together with her master, she definitely didn't stick together in that kind of place. There was no emotion at all.

Before Harry could react, the two of them had appeared next to the swing.

"this!"

With its huge wings and streamlined body, the Frozen Bird looked down at Harry as if looking at a carrot.

"Go up." Morris patted Frozen Bird and motioned for him to come down.

"Maurice, what is this? A phoenix?" Harry no longer knew what expression to put on. The shock of today was too great.

"My bird, we are going to a place now, maybe we can solve your problem."

"It's so cold..." Harry tried to get closer.

"It's normal, just get used to it." Morris said carelessly.