Chapter 90: I won't buy it, what about you?

In the next week or so, Lynn came to the secret room every day under Wallison Green's guidance to practice the secret method of refining alchemical arrays out of thin air.

With constant practice, although Lynn could not refine alchemical arrays in a single thought like Green, the time spent on refining an alchemical array was reduced from more than ten minutes to one or two minutes.

However, Lynn could only master this step. No matter how much he practiced, his speed of refining alchemical arrays out of thin air remained stuck in the range of one to two minutes.

After practicing the skills of refining alchemical arrays, Lynn learned from Teacher Green some alchemical methods such as using alchemy to strengthen the stability of space, which benefited him greatly.

Soon, more than a week passed, and there was only the last half a month left before the start of school.

Similarly, this was the time when Lynn planned to return to the UK and go to Diagon Alley to buy study materials.

"See you next year, teacher!" Lynn said, putting on his backpack and grabbing a worn-out teacup that didn't fit in with the others on the coffee table in Green's cabin.

After learning that Lynn had encountered a hijacking on the way to France, Green felt very regretful and thought that he should have personally gone to Rowle Manor to pick Lynn up. Now that Lynn was planning to return to the UK, Green specifically applied to the French Ministry of Magic for a cross-border portkey for Lynn to use as a famous French alchemist.

Soon it was time for the portkey to be triggered, Lynn only felt his navel being hooked, and then his whole body flew high.

When Lynn landed, he was already outside the Leaky Cauldron.

Because the first thing Lynn had to do when he returned to the UK was to buy textbooks for the next school year, when Green applied for the cross-border portkey, he thoughtfully set the destination directly outside the Leaky Cauldron.

"Senior Lynn?!"

At this time, a somewhat surprised voice sounded not far from Lynn.

Looking over, it was Irina Lowell who spoke.

Irina, who had just returned from a trip to Scandinavia, also planned to go to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks. When she arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, Irina saw Lynn, who appeared out of thin air.

"Senior Lynn," Irina said curiously, "Are you Apparating?"

Lynn shook his head and said, "I just came back from another place and took the Portkey."

Irina nodded thoughtfully, and then invited, "Senior Lynn, you are also here to buy textbooks, right? Why don't we go together? By the way, thank you for using alchemy to block my traces. It helped me a lot!"

Faced with Irina's invitation, Lynn readily agreed.

So, the two walked into the Leaky Cauldron together.

But just as they were about to walk towards the backyard, Irina was stopped by Old Tom, who was wiping a dirty wine glass with one hand.

"I remember you, little witch, did you kick the trash can crooked last year?!" Old Tom stared into Irina's eyes and questioned.

Hearing this, Irina felt guilty and said quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I was confused at the time. If I caused you any loss, I'm willing to compensate you!"

Last year, she came to Diagon Alley for the first time. After seeing the classic scenes from the original book and recalling some hot memes on the Internet, she couldn't help but kick the trash can.

She didn't expect to be recognized by Old Tom today, and in front of Senior Rowle!

It was so embarrassing...

Irina felt ashamed and lowered her head.

However, Old Tom did not mean to pursue the matter further. He waved his hand and said, "Don't do it next time."

At this time, Lynn looked at Irina, who was embarrassed beside him, with a strange look.

"Good guy, last year I was wondering who was so mischievous!"

Lynn said in a teasing tone.

Even though Irina, who is usually outgoing, did not dare to talk at this moment, but her Bowtruckle, Envee, poked her head out of Irina's schoolbag and waved at Lynn, which was regarded as a greeting.

"This is a Bowtruckle... Is it your pet?" Lynn asked in surprise.

Seeing that the matter of kicking the trash can was finally exposed, Irina nodded seriously and said, "Yes, I met it when I was traveling in Scandinavia during the summer vacation. It wanted to follow me, so I brought it back!"

Lynn looked at the green girl who took out a rustic-looking creature from her backpack and nodded slightly.

It seems that this Bowtruckle is well-raised by Irina!

It's white and plump!

Lynn and Irina purchased items for the next school year according to the list given by Hogwarts, and their last stop and the place where they spent the most money was Flourish and Blotts.

In the wizarding world, perhaps the price of a magic book is enough for a wizard to buy several ounces of dragon liver.

When the two came to the outside of Flourish and Blotts, they found that Flourish and Blotts seemed to be crowded with people. There were a lot of wizards standing on tiptoe at the door of the store, looking inside.

In front of the window upstairs of Flourish and Blotts, the two saw a large banner with four lines of words on it:

Gilderoy Lockhart

Signing and Selling Autobiography

"The Magical Me"

Today from 12:30 to 16:30

Looking at the banner, the two finally understood what was going on.

It seems that Lockhart, that fraud, is signing and selling books!

"Hmm...are you going to buy the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook this year?" Irina looked at Lynn and tilted her head.

In Irina's subconscious, she had already regarded Lynn as a time traveler like herself. In her opinion, Lynn also understood Lockhart's true nature.

Of course, this was indeed the case.

Looking at Irina's cute tilted head, Lynn spread his hands and said, "No, what about you?"

Irina nodded and said, "I won't buy it either."

The two smiled at each other.

As for the books written by Lockhart, it is still fun to read them as novels, but if you want to learn the knowledge of Defense Against the Dark Arts from them, then you should just go to bed and not daydream?!

Besides, if they want to read novels, wouldn't it be better to go to the Muggle world and read novels that cost a few dollars a copy?!

Why do they need to buy magic books that cost dozens of Galleons?!

Just then, Lockhart's voice came from Flourish and Blotts.

"Ladies and gentlemen," Lockhart said loudly, waving his hand for silence, "What an extraordinary moment! I want to take this wonderful occasion to announce a small thing, which I have been suppressing for some days and have not said it."

"When young Harry walked into Flourish and Blotts today, he just wanted to buy my autobiography! I am willing to give him this book for free on the spot..." Lockhart said loudly.

"But he doesn't know," Lockhart's voice continued, "he will soon get something more valuable than my humble work 'The Magical Me'. In fact, he and his classmates will get a real, magical me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am extremely happy and proud to announce that this September, I will become the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

In Flourish and Blotts, Harry was reluctantly pulled by Lockhart as a tool to hype his own fame.

(end of chapter)