The three of them looked at each other.
"It's a magic flame after all, so use a little force." Kaisen said.
"OK...Huh!" Harry blew a breath hard.
Kaisen quickly pulled out the torch and replaced it with a small wooden stick.
The three of them looked at each other again.
Pah pah pah pah pah pah pah pah pah!
This is the sound of applause celebrating Harry's birthday.
Let him enjoy the cake, while Kaysen stood up and walked towards the Dursleys who were shivering in the corner.
The four of them looked at each other again...
"I just heard you arguing with Hagrid, saying that Dumbledore handed Harry to you without saying anything. Was there anyone else besides Harry himself?"
Mr. Dursley used his fat body to block his son and his wife Petunia and shook his head vigorously.
"What about child support?"
"No."
"This is indeed Dumbledore's inconsiderateness..." He turned around and glanced at Harry who was eating cake with tears in his eyes.
"I think this child support should be able to exchange for the eleven years you raised Harry. After all, no matter how much more... I don't think you have given much for him materially, and of course I don't think you have given much emotionally either. Forgive my language, but this is the fact." As Kaisen said this, a gold cube weighing nearly one kilogram suddenly appeared in his hand.
He put it on the ground. To be honest, he really didn't understand the price of gold these days. After all, gold was really useless to him.
"You're too kind to them." Hagrid complained after witnessing all this.
"What else? Did a curse kill their whole family here?"
"No, no, no, that's not the case."
"If you can't eat, don't eat. Put on your clothes and leave here." Kaisen put his hood back on and said to Harry.
"This is all I have on, just put on your shoes." Harry said as he wiped the cream off his face.
"See, I told you that was too much gold." Hagrid was still angry.
"Forget it, Hagrid... and you too. That piece of gold is genuine. Don't worry that I'll use tricks to deceive you. Now's your last chance. If you don't return the excess, I'll make up for the shortfall. If I'm gone, you'll have no chance." Kaisen shrugged and said to the family of three in the corner.
"...No no no...No thanks."
"Uh-huh, let's go."
The three of them got on the motorcycle, with Hagrid and Kaysen sandwiching Harry in the middle.
However, looking at the thin boy sitting in front of him who was only as tall as his chest, Kaisen simply took off his raincoat and put it on Harry.
[Favorability from Harry +10]
[Favorability from Harry +10]
Kaisen didn't care about the favorability. He was really afraid that the cold air at night would freeze an eleven-year-old child to death. Besides, he had a windbreaker even though he had no raincoat, and Hagrid in front of him had to run naked without his coat.
"Thank you." Harry, who was sitting in the front, whispered.
"It's okay, Hagrid, hurry up."
Almost early the next morning, the three of them took the subway and then a taxi, and arrived at the Leaky Cauldron, feeling a little tired.
It's not some other bad things, such as being discovered by Muggles while riding a motorcycle in the sky. It's simply because the motorcycle doesn't have enough horsepower. Maybe the power of a giant plus an adult is its limit.
Adding Harry to the mix, it was a bit too much for it.
If I hadn't placed blocks all the way on the sea surface last night, they might still be soaking in the sea water.
After all, none of the three can Apparate, and the teleportation distance of the Ender Pearl is really limited. It can improve mobility during combat, but it is difficult to travel long distances.
The three of them walked into the Leaky Cauldron and looked at Harry curiously with everyone in the bar. Similarly, Kaisen was also looking at the bar, but unfortunately, there was nothing particularly magical about it. After all, the most magical place in the whole of England and Scotland was Hogwarts.
After Hagrid exchanged pleasantries with everyone in the bar for a while, he realized that he couldn't get away, so he looked at Kaisen for help.
"How about you take Harry to Diagon Alley to buy some things for me? The things he needs for the start of school are in his notice. Please, I'll come find you after I have a few drinks."
Kaisen shrugged and said, "No problem."
He naturally led Harry to the back door of the pub and came to a patio...
"Diagon Alley?" he murmured in confusion.
"You don't know either?" Harry raised his head curiously.
"Uh uh uh... no need for honorifics. I was pretty much like you before. Anyway, I've never been to Diagon Alley."
Harry nodded and pressed his ear to the wall.
"Is it behind the wall? I heard a lot of noises behind it."
"Maybe, stay away from it." Kaisen said as he pulled Harry away from the wall, then knocked the wall in front of him twice with his knuckles. With two thuds, a 1m×2m corridor was hammered out by him.
"Hurry up, hurry up, get in before anyone comes after us for vandalizing public property." Kaisen said hurriedly as he pulled Harry into Diagon Alley. In just two breaths, the two of them looked around Diagon Alley curiously as if nothing had happened.
Then they both remembered their business at the same time. Kaisen took the admission letter and looked at it.
"Wands, cauldrons, robes...hiss...so many things, let's start with the wands." As he spoke, he raised his head and looked around the plaques in Diagon Alley, and found the only shop related to wands.
"Come with me."
The two walked into Ollivander's Wand Shop. Harry looked curiously at the dazzling array of wands on the wall. Kaisen was also curious, but he chose to go straight to it and compare it with the wand in his own hand.
"That... rose vine with phoenix tail feathers, whose work is that? It's not a style found in any of the three major European wand shops."
An old man with silver hair appeared behind a shelf and looked at the wand in Kaisen's hand.
"This one? This is a feather Dumbledore gave me. I made it myself using rose vines." Kaisen turned around and saw the gentleman who was suspected to be the owner of the shop. He put the wand that did not belong to him back in his hand with some embarrassment and explained.
Ollivander looked at Kaisen's young face and nodded: "Very good alchemical talent."
"uh-huh."
"Are you from that family? I've never seen you before."
"Uh, it was a Muggle before."
"Were you in England before?"
"Yes, but not at Hogwarts."
"Durmstrang? Or Beauxbatons?"
"Uh... wild way."
"Is that so... do you have a job?"
"Yes, the Alchemy Professor of Hogwarts."
"I can give you one...ah?" Ollivander was about to say something, but suddenly held it back.
"It's okay, Mr. Potter, we finally meet." He put on a smile again and looked at Harry who was standing behind Kaisen.
"Hello sir."
"Go ahead and buy your wand. I'll be waiting here for you."
Kaisen said, patting Harry on the back.