But to avoid being noticed by Voldemort, Aaron didn't look at her.
He's weak now and is trying to develop as slowly as possible.
When he's stronger, he'll ask Voldemort to do the Meow Dance for him at the Broken Axe Bar and buy him a Meow Coca-Cola.
Tom took the coin and counted it. "Two more, Professor Quirrell." He handed it back. He thought Professor Quirrell was being a little strange today.
But he didn't know why.
Professor Quirrell took the dark brown drink Tom offered him and hesitated for a moment, but then a faint voice came from his ear, urging him to drink it.
Professor Quirrell gritted his teeth and drank the drink, his head tilted back.
The strange taste he'd imagined was gone, replaced by a delicious sweetness. His mouth was stimulated by countless bursting bubbles. It was wonderful. "Oh, Tom, I have to... no, don't say that... you did it, give me... another... another cup."
Tom held out another cup, and Professor Quirrell didn't down it in one gulp this time, but tasted it slowly.
The wizards around him were relieved to see this. It wasn't that they were being too cautious, but that Tom had too many unique skills from the past.
"Give me a glass too!"
"I want one too!"
"I'll have two cups."
"..."
Almost in the blink of an eye, ten Meow Meow Coca-Colas were snapped up. The wizards who had received them were stunned after drinking them, while those who hadn't urged Tom to hurry up!
Tom looked happily at the people's astonished eyes, and his heart overflowed with satisfaction. The wizards who had just laughed at him after drinking the Coke were eager to drink the second cup. Although he hadn't yet drunk it, judging by their appearance, the taste must have been incredible.
He glanced at the boy next to him, and his eyes expressed satisfaction.
This magical and talented boy must have a limitless future, and he also had exceptional alchemy skills.
He should go downstairs and tell his silly niece about such an excellent little wizard.
While Aaron is still young, let him come and get him early!
Don't go to Hogwarts and don't be seduced by other beauties!
Hannah looked around at the people after drinking that glass, and her expression was both excited and pleasant. This was the first time she had seen him at the Broken Axe Bar.
It was all thanks to the boy next to her. He was full of mystery, which made Hannah curious and eager to get closer to him, but also inferior.
"Would you like a drink?" The boy's clear voice echoed from the side.
Hannah turned her head and met Aaron's deep blue gaze. Panicked, she looked away and nodded gently.
"Oh no, is this girl so shy?" Aaron wondered.
In the original novel, whether film or book, Hannah is given too little description. She's like an indispensable character, indistinguishable from the crowd.
But Aaron knows this girl is from the Abbott family, one of the twenty-eight sacred families.
Hermione once found an Abbott family gravestone in Godric's Hollow.
But the only known members are: Mrs. Abbott and Hannah Abbott.
"If you want it, put it up and move it yourself." »
Aaron pointed to the Coca-Cola vending machine and said that only when the people of this world make it themselves will it obtain the creation value.
But after saying that, he felt something was wrong.
Hannah nodded. She really wanted to try this magical machine on her own.
She stood up at that moment, and her immature, still-developing body vaguely emerged beneath her baggy uniform.
Remembering Aaron's method, she put in the instant Coke bag and pressed the button.
Under everyone's impatient gaze... the machine remained motionless.
"?" The girl's already insufficient brain became even more so.
I clearly adopted the same posture as Aaron earlier?
Someone behind her shouted, "Hurry up!"
"Old Tom, this isn't going to break down all of a sudden, is it?"
"It's not reliable, but it's really good."
"Can you do it? Hannah, let this kid do it!"
"Can it?" The voices of the people around her made Hannah lose her mind for a moment. She realized she wouldn't even be able to do it.
She felt wronged and wanted to cry. But at that moment, a childish voice, one that deeply relieved her, echoed through the noisy crowd.
"Don't be afraid, it's not your fault."
Aaron comforted Hannah, but it was actually his own bad taste. However, when he saw the girl's eyes redden, he felt he had gone too far.
"This machine can only be unlocked by using the right spell and adopting the right posture."
He explained to everyone, and then he lowered his voice and said to Tom:
"Uncle Tom, you'd better let the guests do this machine by themselves, otherwise it will be very tiring for you to go down and unlock the spells one by one."
Tom nodded thoughtfully, not understanding, but listening to advice!
Then Aaron lay down beside the girl's ear and told her the spells and some general postures.
He didn't want to demonstrate in front of so many people, that would really kill him.
The girl felt the warm breath of her earlobe, and her earlobe turned red.
But when she heard the spell and general posture that Aaron said, a strange look appeared in her jade blue eyes.