"You know so much! There aren't many young wizards who recognize it these days!" Hagrid's eyes lit up.
"It's a Runespoor egg! You remember what happened last time, right? That little cutie was a lady, which is why it was so big."
"Professor McGonagall told me that this is all compensation for you. In short, it's to reassure you that no one will attack you again."
Hagrid continued to speak eloquently.
Of all known magical creatures, only the Runespoor lays its eggs in its mouth.
Besides their unique egg-laying method, Runespoor eggs also possess special effects. When used as a raw material to make potions, they can enhance the user's mental agility.
Wizards also craved potions that could make them smarter, which led to the mass hunting of Runespoor snakes.
Just when the Runespoor was on the verge of extinction, the wizards finally realized the danger and established a protected area in its country of origin, Burkina Faso, which allowed the species to continue to thrive.
Nevertheless, the trade in snake eggs, such as those from the Runespoor, continued, though it was generally conducted only on the black market.
However, Vizette also remembered the snake. It was clearly a very old snake, so why did Hagrid describe it as a "lovely lady"?
...
"The quality is excellent, and the eggs are very fresh! At the current market price, I could sell twenty eggs here for 300 Galleons."
In a dimly lit corner of the apothecary, the potion master put away his magnifying glass and lowered his voice to give a price quote.
"Three hundred Galleons?" Vizette was somewhat surprised; the egg was indeed quite valuable.
He strolled around Diagon Alley, bought quite a few things, and gained a basic understanding of wizarding prices.
If converted to currency from a previous life, 300 Galleons would be worth at least tens of thousands of yuan.
If he manages his money carefully, this sum will be enough for him to leave the orphanage and live alone for a year.
"Don't think it's a small amount." The potion master, who must have done many similar transactions, explained habitually, "It will take us quite a bit of effort to clean these things up."
Just then, Hagrid, carrying the crucible, came to Vizette's side. "We have Mr. Scamander's certified signature, this isn't stolen goods!"
"Hagrid?" The potion master clearly recognized the hunting ground guard. "Could I see the authentication signature?"
"Of course, no problem." Hagrid put down the crucible and took out an envelope.
"Lumos!" The potion master did not light the envelope, but instead lit the tip of his wand to check it.
After confirming everything was correct, he handed over a cloth bag with exquisite embroidery. "No problem! Here's five hundred Galleons. Who will keep the money safe?"
"No rush," Hagrid shook his head and said, "You can help us prepare the things the new students need, and the cost will be deducted from that."
"A new student?" The potion master paused, then curiously moved his lit wand toward Vizette. "You're Vizette? The Obscurial?"
"It's me." Vizette noticed that the potion master's face had turned deathly pale, almost the same color as the light from the tip of his wand.
...
Vizette pulled the small trailer along, glancing back every now and then.
Besides the crucible, the balance and medicine bottles hidden inside the crucible, the small trailer also carried school uniforms and various stationery items.
He suddenly saw a familiar figure flash past him and walk into the nearby Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour. "Hagrid, have you seen Headmaster Dumbledore?"
"No..." Hagrid quickly looked around. "Are you still thinking about what happened earlier?"
He said gently, "Vizette, don't worry about what they think, you're a good boy."
"I didn't care." Vizette shook his head. "I know the dangers of Obscurials, but I didn't expect them to all know I was an Obscurial."
"It's all because of the Daily Prophet! They report this every day!" Hagrid suddenly became agitated. "That Rita Skeeter, she especially loves spreading rumors and exaggerating the facts!"
"The Daily Prophet? Rita Skeeter?" Vizette was very curious about these two names.
"Yes, it's the most influential newspaper in the British magical world," Hagrid pointed forward.
"You'll see when you see it... You'd better not look, that woman's words are venomous!"
Flourish and Blotts: a sea of knowledge.
The shelves were crammed with all kinds of books, reaching all the way to the ceiling.
The books come in all shapes and sizes, from hardcover books the size of floor tiles to pocket-sized books the size of a palm.
These magical books are like living things.
Some books not only have characters jumping on the cover, but the whole book is restless, wanting to break free from the shelves that bind them.
The two shop assistants waved their wands repeatedly to keep the books in place and prevent the shelves from collapsing.
At Luna's house, the only book Vizette could access was "The Quibbler".
There were many books in the house, but unfortunately, Luna's mother had an accident, and all the books disappeared along with her.
It's still early, and there aren't many wizards lingering in the bookstore.
Vizette walked into the store and noticed the Daily Prophet in the newsstand.
"The Obscurial Vizette defeats a magical creature of XXXX level; how much is he hiding? What is Dumbledore plotting?" This was the front-page headline of the newspaper.
After quickly glancing at the report, Vizette finally understood why the wizard who knew his name had made that expression.
He saw him as a born dark wizard, a walking powder keg, and an extremely dangerous individual.
These adjectives are all from the report, and the "XXXXX level magical creature" mentioned in the title is only mentioned in the title, probably as a way to attract attention.
"The runaway Runespoor! Rita Skeeter is terrifying!" Hagrid exclaimed angrily. "How could she know so much when Headmaster Dumbledore was trying to keep it a secret?"
"Hey! I'm here!" A wizard dressed in black robes with his head bowed appeared at the door.
"Vizette! I still have some things to do!" Upon hearing the wizard's voice, Hagrid became excited, raising his voice considerably, as loud as if he were banging a gong or drum.
"Then you can go ahead and get busy!" Vizette nodded, captivated by the vast collection of books. "How am I supposed to find you later?"
"If you don't see me, you can go to Ollivanders Wand Shop first! Buying a wand takes a long time." Hagrid strode towards the wizard. "I'll be back soon!"
Vizette didn't pay much attention, picked up a copy of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them," and began reading it while leaning against the crucible.
This book is very rich in content, introducing hundreds of amazing animals from all over the world.
It also includes hand-drawn illustrations, which are animated and vividly depict the habits of magical animals.
Before he knew it, Vizette had finished reading the whole book and gained a deeper understanding of magical creatures.
"Hagrid hasn't come back yet..." He looked around, but there was no sign of Hagrid inside or outside the bookstore.
Just then, a subtle change occurred in his mind.
A book appeared next to "The Witch's & Wizard's Guide to the Game" and was titled "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them".
Vizette immersed himself in the experience and opened the newly appeared book, *Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them*.
"It's exactly the same content! How could something like this happen?"
Vizette, seeing an opportunity, opened another book.
He didn't try to understand the meaning of every sentence; he just skimmed through the book, trying to finish it as quickly as possible.
Sure enough, a new book popped into his mind—"Preventing Intrusion: A Brief Discussion of Protective Magic".
Vizette's expression shifted. "I can memorize these books simply by flipping through them?"