"Huh... I'm scared to death, Brother Ye. I feel Voldemort's anger from a long distance...!" Nanliao patted his chest with lingering fear.

"In fact, I think the name Tom Marvolo Riddell is ten million times better than Voldemort!" Mo Ye's attention was obviously not on anger.

Nanliao was surprised and said, "Ah!? By the way, the reward is here, a space ring, 5m x 5m x 5m."

At first, the ring looks simple and unadorned. After careful observation, you will find some small patterns on it, revealing a dignified atmosphere.

"Isn't it a shame?" Mo Ye put on the ring, and Xin (Brain) Qing (Bag) Shu (Hair) Chang (Hot) said, "Xiao Nan, let's go, why don't we go to Madame Mokin's Robe Shop to block a small drag!"

[Nan: Host, I'm going to upgrade...]

[Ye:? Why?]

[Nan: When the system makes mistakes, it needs to be upgraded, that is, repaired.]

[Ye: OK, go ahead!]

Madame Mokin's Robe Shop

"Hi, Mrs. Morkin, good morning!" Moye shows the sign smile.

Mrs. Morkin asked, "Morning, do you need a Hogwarts uniform?"

"Oh, no, I think I came here yesterday. Can I know about other wizard robes?" Mo Ye's shallow smile and expectant look in his eyes.

After a long time, Mo Ye has sold a lot of wizard robes. Finally, he can't wait.

A pale boy with a pointed face walked in alone. Isn't the person with pale face, thin chin, light golden hair and gray eyes the lovely Draco Malfoy?

After a while, this time it was Mr. Harry Potter, the famous wizard in the world.

Soon, a sorceress was sewing his black robe. Mrs. Morkin asked Harry to stand on the bench next to the boy, put a piece of robe over his head, and began cutting it to the right length.

The interesting conversation started, but this time it was three people.

"Hi!" Draco said, "Do you also go to Hogwarts?"

”Yes. " Harry replied.

Mo Ye smiles and nods.

"My father is buying books for me next door and my mother is looking for magic wands for me." Draco said that his voice was listless. "Later, I will drag them to buy high-speed brooms. I can't understand why the freshmen in the first year can't have their own brooms. I think I must try to get my father to buy me a broom and take it to school secretly."

"The school doesn't allow it, dear sir, but maybe you can try!" Mo Ye smiled.

"All right! Have you got your own brooms?" The boy continued to ask.

"I come from the Muggle world and have less contact!" Mo Ye warns.

"Me too!" Harry echoed.

Draco's face was a little strange, and he could even see the scorn in his eyes.

Mo Ye doesn't want to talk any more. He approaches Draco, pinches his face, leans close to his ear and whispers, "Little Tu Tu, if you want revenge, you can find me on the train. I'm not sure. The humble wizard allows you to pinch it back..."

Draco's face suddenly turned red, and he did not know whether he was red or angry.

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