Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Chapter 50 Dress Robe
On Christmas Day, the Gray family had a big dinner, watched a musical, and took a lot of photos. The old camera they used was a Christmas gift from Ferdinand to Wade, and Fiona's gift was developing solution.

"This is a camera I bought in Diagon Alley. They said it can be used in Hogwarts." Ferdinand smiled and said, "This way you can take pictures of your life at school."

"The owner of the ice cream shop in Diagon Alley told me that as long as the correct developing solution is used, the people in the photo will move!" Fiona said excitedly, "So what are we waiting for? Let's take a photo today!"

But after taking the photos, they realized that even a small task like developing photos required a wand, but Wade was not allowed to use magic at home.

Looking at the disappointed Fiona, Wade suggested, "In fact, we can go to the Leaky Cauldron and stay overnight - there are many adult wizards there, and even if magic is used, the Ministry of Magic will not be sure who did it, and they will not receive a warning letter."

Fiona was a little tempted, but still shook her head: "Forget it, if you are discovered, it will have a very bad impact on you! Anyway, you will be back to school in a few days..."

As she spoke, she became sad. Even before Wade left, she already began to miss him.

Ferdinand frowned and said, "Weid, is the accuracy of the Ministry of Magic's law enforcement very low?"

"We can only monitor a rough range of underage wizards' use of magic. As for other things—" Wade thought about the Ministry of Magic's increasingly poor performance year by year in the plot, "—it seems that other things are not very good either."

"Don't underestimate the Ministry of Magic, Wade." Ferdinand warned: "There is no law enforcement agency that is not a violent agency. If you can't face it, it is easy to make wrong judgments."

Wade said seriously, "I know, Dad."

Indeed, the Ministry of Magic, which he now despised, could put professors under Dumbledore in Azkaban and had the power to expel students from Hogwarts. This power had not been weakened much by the bloatedness, corruption and incompetence of the Ministry of Magic - on the contrary, incompetent and corrupt people were more likely to abuse power.

The next day, the Gray family got up early because they were going to Diagon Alley for shopping, which was bound to take a long time.

Still going to Gringotts to exchange money first, Ferdinand had already prepared a heavy bag.

"The goblins don't like paper money," he explained to Wade. "If it's paper money, the maximum you can exchange is 20 galleons. The limit for coins is higher, but if you use gold, there is no limit. Goblins like gold very much."

"I don't need that much money, Dad." Wade persuaded: "Hogwarts provides food and accommodation, and some students only need 10 Galleons a year."

"That's because they can only buy second-hand goods for everything. They can't buy snacks, and they even have to save ink." Ferdinand touched his head: "Your shortcoming is that you are too sensible, Wade. Sometimes you can be a little willful."

"And aren't you learning alchemy?" Fiona shook her finger. "Don't try to lie to me! Even if I don't know magic, I know that learning alchemy must cost a lot of money. Hogwarts can't provide you with unlimited materials for practice, right?"

Wade pursed his lips and said softly, "Thank you, Dad and Mom - I love you."

He has been introverted since he was young, and it is difficult for him to say "I love you", which is an expression that ordinary children are accustomed to. When Mr. and Mrs. Gray heard it for the first time, they were very surprised. They looked at each other and couldn't help smiling.

"I love you too, baby." Fiona said gently.

On the way thereafter, Fiona held Wade's hand tightly.

When it was Garlon's turn, Ferdinand left for a while, and Fiona accompanied Wade to Madam Malkin's robe shop.

Hogwarts uniforms are loose robes, even if Wade grows three centimeters taller, it still fits. But considering that he will definitely continue to grow taller next semester, Fiona decided to order two more uniforms for him.

"We also need a dress robe." Fiona said as she discussed the lining style with Madam Malkin, "A simple one is fine, and the color shouldn't be too flashy, as Wade doesn't like it. We need it by this afternoon at the latest. If we can't make it in time, ready-made clothes will also do."

"Dress robes?" said Wade, who was standing nearby as a clothing display stand.

"Silly question, Wade." Fiona said softly, as if she was talking to a child, "Are you going to wear your school uniform when you attend Professor Murray's party tomorrow? Well, you should have told me earlier so that I could have a suitable one tailored." Wade actually thought there was nothing wrong with the Hogwarts robes, and the dresses displayed in Madam Malkin's robe shop were very similar to his school robes.

Of course, this cannot be said out loud, otherwise Fiona will use at least a thousand words to prove that there is a world of difference between them.

Wade could only shut up obediently and listen to Madam Malkin say to his mother: "Don't worry, Mrs. Grey, I promise that you can get his new robe by three o'clock in the afternoon at the latest. Let's take a look at the style of the dress first... Which color do you like? Ah, this color suits his skin tone very well, you have a good taste... What are your requirements for accessories? For boys, they don't need to be too complicated, nor too many. Noble and elegant is the best..."

"Mom!" Wade couldn't help but say.

Fiona looked back at her son, sighed regretfully at his protesting look, put down the useless but shiny things such as the gem-studded necklace, bracelet, and ring in her hand, and said, "Just choose the cufflinks, the cufflinks will do - you don't need anything else."

Madam Malkin smiled and put away the other things. She didn't show any impatience at all and spent a long time with Fiona choosing cufflinks. They finally decided on the dress, and Madam Malkin suddenly said, "My dear, Mr. Grey can't wear old shoes to match his new dress, right? Would you like to see our latest dragon skin boots?"

Wade stared at the ceiling with his eyes blank, regretting that he hadn't brought a book with him - he was now looking forward to other guests coming in so that Madam Malkin would be busy. Otherwise, Fiona could spend the whole day here.

Suddenly the doorbell rang. Wade immediately turned his head and saw Ferdinand coming in with a newspaper.

Ferdinand nodded to Wade and asked, "Have you bought your clothes yet?"

"No." Wade couldn't help but sigh: "I'm picking out shoes."

It took him a lot of effort to resist the urge to complain to his father.

"Have you taken measurements?"

“I measured it as soon as I walked in.”

"That's good." Ferdinand said to his wife, "Fiona, take your time choosing. I'll take Wade to buy other things. You can wait for us at Madam Malkin's place after you order the clothes."

Fiona waved her hand and said, "Okay. Don't keep me waiting too long!"

As the Greys left the house, Ferdinand said to his son, "I've subscribed to the Daily Prophet—and I've subscribed to you, too. They'll send it to school by owl. From now on you'll have to get used to following politics."

Vader nodded.

The father and son walked around Diagon Alley and bought other things in less than half an hour. Wade also made a note of the names and product catalogs of several shop owners so that he could use Owl to buy the items he needed when he arrived at school.

Especially the potion materials - Hogwarts only provides the most basic ones for free. Rare and expensive materials are only provided in small quantities when formally taking related courses. It is impossible for a little wizard like him to practice freely.

When they returned to the robe shop, Fiona had just chosen her shoes and was sitting there drinking tea and flipping through a magazine called "Wizard Weekly". When she heard the bell at the door, she turned around and immediately smiled brightly.

Wade smiled, but before he could say anything, Ferdinand, who was walking behind him, strode over and asked softly, "Have you finished shopping? Are you tired?"

Fiona, who hadn't even stepped out of the robe shop, stretched her arms and said, "Yeah, shopping is really tiring - what are we going to eat for lunch?"

"Isn't there a nice French restaurant nearby? How about going there? Order a foie gras steak and grilled cod..."

(End of this chapter)