Hogwarts: From Luna's House to Godhood Through Intense Competition

Vizel pulled the small trailer along, glancing back every now and then.

Besides the crucible and the potion ingredients hidden inside it, the small trailer also carried school uniforms and various stationery items.

He suddenly saw a familiar figure flash past him and walk into the nearby Florin Ice Cream Shop. "Hagrid, have you seen Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"No..." Hagrid quickly looked around. "Are you still thinking about what happened earlier?"

He said gently, "Vizet, don't worry about what they think, you're a good boy."

“I didn’t care.” Vizette shook her head. “I know the dangers of Obscurials, but I didn’t expect them to all know I was an Obscurial.”

"It's all because of the Daily Prophet! They report this every day!" Hagrid suddenly became agitated. "That Rita Skeeter, she especially loves spreading rumors and exaggerating the facts!"

“The Daily Prophet? Rita Skeeter?” Wizette was very curious about these two new words.

“Yes, it’s the most influential newspaper in the English magical world,” Hagrid pointed forward.

"You'll see when you see it... You'd better not look, that woman's words are venomous!"

Flourish Blotts: a sea of ​​knowledge.

The shelves were crammed with all kinds of books, reaching all the way to the ceiling.

The books come in all shapes and sizes, from hardcover books the size of floor tiles to pocket-sized books the size of a palm.

These magical books are like living things.

Some books not only have characters jumping on the cover, but the whole book is restless, wanting to break free from the shelves that bind them.

The two shop assistants waved their wands repeatedly to keep the books in place and prevent the shelves from collapsing.

At Luna's house, the only book Vizette could access was "The Quibbler".

There were many books in the house, but unfortunately, Luna's mother had an accident, and all the books disappeared along with her.

It's still early, and there aren't many wizards lingering in the bookstore.

Vizette walked into the store and noticed the Daily Prophet in the newsstand.

"The Obscurial Vizette defeats a magical creature of XXXXX level; how much is he hiding? What is Dumbledore plotting?" This was the front-page headline of the newspaper.

After quickly glancing at the report, Vizette finally understood why the wizard who knew his name had made that expression.

She saw him as a born dark wizard, a walking powder keg, and an extremely dangerous individual.

These adjectives are all from the report, and the "XXXXX level magical creature" mentioned in the title is only mentioned in the title, probably as a way to attract attention.

"The runaway Gorgons! Rita Skeeter is terrifying!" Hagrid exclaimed angrily. "How could she know so much when Headmaster Dumbledore was trying to keep it a secret?"

"Hey! I'm here!" A wizard dressed in black robes with his head bowed appeared at the door.

"Vizet! I still have some things to do!" Upon hearing the wizard's voice, Hagrid became excited, raising his voice considerably, as loud as if he were banging a gong or drum.

"Then you can go ahead and get busy!" Vizette nodded, captivated by the vast collection of books. "How am I supposed to find you later?"

“If you don’t see me, you can go to Ollivanders Wand Shop first! Buying a wand takes a long time.” Hagrid strode towards the wizard. “I’ll be back soon!”

Vizette didn't pay much attention, picked up a copy of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them," and began reading it while leaning against the crucible.

This book is very rich in content, introducing hundreds of amazing animals from all over the world.

It also includes hand-drawn illustrations, which are animated and vividly depict the habits of magical animals.

Before she knew it, Vizette had finished reading the whole book and gained a deeper understanding of magical creatures.

"Hagrid hasn't come back yet..." He looked around, but there was no sign of Hagrid inside or outside the bookstore.

Just then, a subtle change occurred in his mind.

A book appeared next to "The Wizarding Guide to the Game" and was titled "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".

Vizette immersed herself in the experience and opened the newly appeared book, *Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them*.

"It's exactly the same content! How could something like this happen?"

Vizette, seeing an opportunity, opened another book.

He didn't try to understand the meaning of every sentence; he just skimmed through the book, trying to finish it as quickly as possible.

Sure enough, a new book popped into my mind—"Preventing Intrusion: A Brief Discussion of Protective Magic".

Vizette's expression shifted. "I can memorize these books simply by flipping through them?"

Chapter 10: Borrowing Books Attracts the Boss

Vizette lived in an orphanage in her previous life and lacked a sense of security.

The simplest way to gain a sense of security is to make your wallet bulge.

Although he currently has 500 Galleons to his name, he must consider increasing income and reducing expenditure in order to prepare for the future.

He hasn't found an opportunity for open source yet, but cost-cutting can be implemented immediately.

In the magical world, books are expensive, with no single book costing less than one Galleon.

If he only has his student grant, he will have to spend nearly half of it just on textbooks.

Wizette checked the list and found all the textbooks she needed for school.

He immersed himself in books, and when he got hungry, he would nibble on a couple of biscuits.

The bookstore clerk stood at a distance and observed for a long time. Watching the boy carrying books back and forth, she curled her lip, her face showing impatience that was about to overflow.

She had seen too many customers who wanted to borrow books, and had mastered a set of techniques for "tailoring her approach to each customer's needs."

Old wizards, dressed in shabby clothes and weathered by life, are generally thick-skinned and hard to drive away with just a few words.

The Vizet before us was different; she carried a cauldron with her and was reading Hogwarts' first-year textbooks, clearly a freshman about to enroll.

The incoming freshmen are definitely more shy;

His clothes weren't particularly fancy either, so he couldn't be a child from a wealthy and powerful pure-blooded family;

Flipping through the textbooks again and again, probably just wanting to touch the new books, but if they really wanted to buy one, they would definitely choose a used bookstore...

A combination of factors led the shop assistant to approach Vizet.

"Esteemed guest, you've been here for most of the day. Would you like a cup of black tea?"

Vizette instinctively asked, "Black tea? How much?"

In his past life, he would also borrow books from others. In addition to selling books, the bookstore would also have a small coffee shop, selling drinks and desserts.

"Then you'll have to go next door!" The clerk pointed impatiently outside. "There's an ice cream shop there, you can go there!"

"Wait a minute..." The shop assistant's eyes suddenly widened, and cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. "Are you one of the Silent Ones?"

Vizette was used to these people's reactions. She put the book back on the shelf and said, "Excuse me, I'll leave now."

He has already exceeded his goal, having memorized a large stack of books in his mind.

Since the staff has told me to leave, there's no need to stay any longer.

Hagrid hasn't returned yet, so he plans to go to Ollivander's wand shop first to get his hands on the most important wand.

"Don't say that..." The shop assistant waved her hands repeatedly, "Please continue... I didn't say anything! Please continue..."

"What happened?" A well-dressed, elegant middle-aged man walked over and stood between the two.

"Boss..." The clerk wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I just saw that this customer had been staying here for a long time, so I told him he could go sit in the cold drink shop next door."

"Is that so?" the bookstore owner murmured. "Esteemed guest, why don't we go upstairs and have a seat?"

Despite her doubts, Vizette followed the bookstore owner to the second floor.

The moment you step onto the second floor, the hustle and bustle of the first floor vanishes, replaced by tranquility.

Clearly, magic has been applied here as well, creating an atmosphere different from the first floor.

The layout of the second floor is very sophisticated, with all kinds of furnishings looking old and full of classical beauty.

Vizette couldn't help but exclaim, "What a wonderful place to read!"

"Thank you." The bookstore owner waved his hand, inviting Vizette to sit down. "What would you like to drink? Would black tea suit your taste?"

Vizette was a little flustered, and nodded slightly, saying, "Of course!"

The bookstore owner spoke again: "I am Clothar Bashat, the owner of Flourish and Blotts. May I ask your name?"

"Hello Mr. Bashat, my name is Vizette."

"Their income is tied to the bookstore's sales, and sometimes they take inappropriate actions. I hope you can understand."

Vizette was filled with doubt. Why was the bookstore owner so nice to him?

"Of course I can understand." But he also knew how hard working was, so he waved his hand and said, "That clerk wasn't wrong. He really did ask me if I needed black tea."

Bashat took a sip of his black tea. "Oh? You really think... that's just the literal meaning of the sentence?"

"Yes, I thought there was a teahouse or coffee shop here for the convenience of readers."

"A teahouse in a bookstore? I'm very interested in this idea. Could you tell me more about it?"

Seeing Bashat's sincere attitude, Vizette nodded and shared his views on bookstores from his previous life.

Baghatt was indeed listening attentively, and even waved his wand to produce a quill and parchment to write down what he said.