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Low-skill Techno-Wizard in the Harry Potter's Universe

Author: My MC is not OP. My book is not about fights, explosions and (Dear God, forgive me) harems...but it's about a day-to-day life of my character. The older brother of Luna Lovegood. P.S. This fanfic contents strong language. P.P.S. And if you are a native English Speaker - don't throw rocks at me. English is my Second. So I have issues with it. You were warned.

Shaldov · 書籍·文学
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The Diagon Alley

- Baby, where are you going? Do you want to go with brother Sol too? – Pandora looked at Luna, which hugs my arm

- Yes! He'll be lost without me! – and glanced at me like that... awaiting my support

- Of course I'll be lost without my little Luna. So lil' sis' is coming with us! - I said and looked at Pandora

- Huh~, anyway I can't leave her alone. Let's go.

Pandora, Luna and I went by portkey to Gringotts. From there we went out onto Diagon Alley and went for a walk. 

Our family has always been famous for... "non-standard" behavior, even for wizards.

So we collected glances...

The shopping list was:

Enchanted case with a small room for things, ingredients, potions and artifacts. Basically a portable, furnished storage room/office.

Set for freshmen: ingredients, cauldrons, writing utensils, a set of textbooks, a telescope.

I bought my clothes from Twilfitt and Tatting. Unlike Madame Malkin, the T&T boutique sells everything. From clothes up to toothbrushes. So I completely changed my wardrobe. I made two everyday and one winter robes based on a sketch from my memory, from the Universe of the Elder Scrolls. I will have an archmage robe, which my mother herself will enchant with threads and runes. Yes. She's squib. But she's still a magister in Runes. 

Speaking of robes - despite the fact that Hogwarts supposedly has its own school uniform - this is not entirely true. It says "ROBE". But which one exactly is not indicated. The main thing is the ability for the spirit of Hogwarts to change the colors of your robes for the very first and only time.

In the future, you have to sew on the colors of your House yourself. Or does anyone think that for the first time you took on the colors of Gryffindor/Slytherin and that's it? No more? Yeah, good luck with that. Children grow up to 21 years of age. And every year you have to buy a new robe. And every time you have to indicate which House.

I took Ollivander's wand, of course, after the concert for twenty minutes. He came out with a pear stick. Yeah. Just like in that advertisement from the Fruit Garden.1 So - pear, 13 inches, dragon core. Apparently, in previous life, it would be better to consume less candies at my grandmother's house in the village... so Pear within, Pear without...2

Also in Ollivander's place we did a ritual with Luna to know our 'spiritual animal'. It's about our 'Animagus' and 'Patronus' form. And if Luna got a rabbit...I got a squirrel. 3

YES! A proud and independent red squirrel. Any problems?! But now I question myself...perhaps I had to drink less in previous incarnation...

And as a pet to take in school I bought a cat. Oh...right. A Kneazle. Why him? Because he's awesome! He looked at me as soon as I walked in and didn't break eye contact. As I asked the storekeeper to pet him, that fur-bag bit me! After... this sly kind of guy jumped on my head and didn't get off it until I bought him. A keeper told, what the cat is mixed with Siberian breed...so that was a fate to meet him here.

I named him Bayun. Why? Bayun made me feel like an oak tree since the very firts moments. He danced around my head along the way. After he went to the left and began to meow a song, to the right he began to try to talk.

Hold on a second! 

- Ye piece of fur! Are you calling me an idiot?!

- What's wrong, Sol? - asked Pandora

Then I quoted:

'There is a green oak by the bay,

And on the oak a chain of gold:

A learned cat, both night and day,

Circles upon that chain, of old:

And to the right – he spins a song,

And to the left – a tale of wrong.'4

And I explained, what in Russian culture, an oak means not only 'the certain tree' but also an 'idiot, who's head protection against smart thoughts as strong as 200 years oak'.

And guess what? Luna and Pandora almost fell laughing. Brilliant...

So I took down that piece of fur from my head and said:

- You can mess around, until you won't drive me nuts. In that case you shall be forced to diet. Or castrated. Are understood each other? - I said in a very clean and calm manner.

Without a sound he's licked my nose, meowed and nodded.

- Good.

After I placed him on my shoulder and we continued to walk.

Schedule for next chapters:

1. Boring chapter #2 (lore about my version of the world)

2. Summer 1988

3. First semester

4. Second semester.

Thanks for reading my story :)

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