Chapter 11

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After staying at the pet shop for a while, Wayne realized the power of his gift for bonding with magical animals. No matter how hard-hearted the creatures were, they would eventually surround him obediently and could be tamed with just a little contact.

Not only that, he could also sense the emotions of these animals and understand the meaning of their cries. Even though the magical animals in the shop were used as pets by wizards and had been domesticated, Wayne believed his talent could be useful when encountering wild or more dangerous magical animals.

"Uncle Newt probably has a similar talent. Otherwise, how could he manage to carry a box full of dangerous creatures around?" Wayne thought to himself.

If he wanted, Wayne could take a zoo with him in the future, just like Newt. But he wouldn't do that. Those magical creatures were not easy to handle, and even a seemingly harmless creature like a Niffler could cause big trouble.

Newt spent his life either working for Dumbledore or cleaning up after these magical creatures. He had been banned from entering dozens of countries by the Ministry of Magic. Even in the United States, where he now lived, the Magical Congress was very cautious about him. They only tolerated him because he had saved the Magical Society of the United States and helped capture Grindelwald. They really didn't want this walking natural disaster to settle down there.

Wayne didn't want to end up like Newt, who was always tired and burdened by his responsibilities. So, under the reluctant gazes of a group of pets, Wayne picked up his trousers and left the shop without any remorse. Even the store clerk was confused. 

If you don't buy pets or pet supplies, what are you doing here?

After leaving the pet store, unaware that he had almost been blacklisted, Wayne went to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. At the door of the bookstore, there was a large poster on a tripod. The greasy middle-aged wizard on the poster kept winking, causing many passing witches to stop and watch. It was very magical.

Seeing Wayne observing him, the wizard quickly put on a standard business smile, showcasing eight shining teeth. But Wayne was really looking at the text above his head.

"Mr. Lockhart, a four-time winner of the 'Witch Weekly' Most Charming Smile Award, a third-class recipient of the Order of Merlin, and an honorary member of the Dark Arts Defense League, has now released his latest book - 'Wandering with Trolls'!"

Wayne mused. This big liar in the wizarding world was now very successful and had published five or six books. He couldn't understand why, next year, Lockhart would be going to Hogwarts to teach. Did people truly believe that the feats recorded in these books were done by him?

When Wayne saw the price of "Wandering with Trolls" in the store, he suddenly understood something. Seven galleons? He had bought three standard spell books for less than five galleons. The price was highway robbery. Did this guy agree to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor just to sell books? 

A set of books costs thirty or forty galleons. With a few hundred students at Hogwarts, that would be tens of thousands of galleons. It's a huge sum of money.

After flipping through Lockhart's book twice, Wayne decided to buy all of his books. Apart from the flashy language, the content was also full of practical information. After all, these were adaptations of real cases.

People in the wizarding world are not fools. If it were all fabricated, Lockhart would have been exposed long ago. After asking the store clerk to wrap up all of Lockhart's books, Wayne started shopping for other books.

He was now very interested in everything in the magical world. Learning spells was one aspect, but more importantly, he needed to understand how wizards live and some unique cultures. This would help him better integrate into wizarding society instead of being a magical Muggle.

As for the Dark Lord, Wayne found it hard to be interested. To be honest, Wayne didn't look down on Voldemort, but he fought for half his life, and in the end, he couldn't even win a school and was fooled by words. If Grindelwald came out to start trouble again, it would be okay. At least he had a big picture.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts," buy it. "Encounter with the Faceless Monster," buy it. Complete set of "Standard Spells," buy it. 

In one go, Wayne bought all the textbooks for the next few years, even Uncle Newt's "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them." The world's most famous magical beast book sold for just one galleon, which was a steal compared to Lockhart's book. Seeing Wayne buying books so crazily, even the manager of Flourish and Blotts couldn't stand it anymore.

"Little guy, you must be a freshman who has just entered school. These books will not be used by freshmen at all. It is not too late to buy them when you need them."

"Oh," Wayne said with a smile, putting a copy of "Advanced Potion Making" into the cart. "I have nothing to do during the holidays. Just reading it as extracurricular reading will be fine." Seeing that he was so persistent, the manager stopped trying to persuade him.

Wayne picked up another book casually. "The Life and Lies of Albus Dumbledore." Hiss, is it so exciting? After seeing the author's name, Wayne was not surprised. There was nothing Rita Skeeter didn't dare write.

The cart was already filled with books, and Wayne finally stopped. Just as he was about to check out, he caught a glimpse of the thickest book placed in an inconspicuous corner, which was five inches thick. Taking a closer look, it turned out to be "Hogwarts: A History." 

Wayne was overjoyed. He had just wanted to buy the miscellany secretary that appeared in the original book, but he couldn't find it. The clerk also said it was out of stock, but there was actually another copy in the corner. Squatting down, Wayne forcefully pulled out the thick book. Although it looked a little dirty, the book was brand new. He didn't mind it either, as long as he could read the book.

"Ouch!" Two cries of pain sounded at the same time. Just as he was about to get up to check out, Wayne felt his head hurt and bumped into something hard. Rubbing his head and taking a step back, he finally saw what he had hit. 

It was a little girl. Her furry head and thick brown hair were fluffy and looked a bit messy. At this time, she was covering her chin in pain and stuck her front teeth. Wayne was happy instead. With such obvious characteristics, who else could it be but the legendary Miss Know-It-All?