HP: I Have "Pure" Magic

Chapter 7: Harry's first happy moments

We found a shop called Apothecary. It sells potions and potion ingredients.

It's the simplest name I've seen in this Alley. Not even any name was mentioned.

An old man, looking to be in his 60s was sitting behind the counter. I asked for the list of potions that he could provide.

the list included potions like-

love potion Amortentia, Confusing Concoction, Draught of Living Death, Draught of Peace, the luck potion Felix Felicis, Pepperup Potion, Skele-Gro Sleekeazy's Hair Potion, and many other potions.

Though we only bought aging and pepperup potions. Their prices were rather high. Especially that Felix Fu*king felicis, for that one, you'd have to custom order it, and the ingredients must be provided by yourself and according to what I've read, some of those ingredients are among the rarest. If that wasn't enough, then the time needed to prepare it is too long.

'hmm, Slughorn was rather generous. It seems. Though he did say that only 1 person before Harry had ever made a potion was satisfying enough for him to warrant him handing the potion over. It is possible that the potion Harry got was made from the same batch as the previous one.

Anyway, I now know why this shop doesn't bother advertising. Anyone who has the skill to make a Felix Felicis doesn't need any advertisement nor a fancy shop.

"Where are we going now? " Harry asked me.

He was conveniently being converted into my follower.

"First, I need to have some adult clothes for when I drink aging potion. And then we will buy normal wizarding clothes. We shouldn't wander here in muggle clothes.

Then, we'll go to Flourish and Blotts to buy books. Though we can find most of the books in your Manor's library, most likely. At least you can bring them to me from the library.

So then, after that, how about doing something fun. Let's check out the ice cream shop, then the chocolate shop!"I said.

Now that I've taken him in, I might as well give him his very first happy moments in his life.

Harry's face split in a million watt smile.

"Let's go, mate." he seemed too happy.

Well, can't blame him. Don't know how I'd react if I was in his place.

Always being mistreated and then someone comes and makes friends with you and then lets you have an exciting day in a different world.

Almost looks like he has ulterior motives.

'hmm..it does seem like I was a bit hasty there. I need to tone it down a bit'. I thought while walking.

'On second thought, Nah, it doesn't matter as long as I don't show the signs of going 'dark' to Dumbledore.

That forgiving basdard never killed even if it was for the 'greater good'. Nope, even those he might or might not have sacrificed were never directly killer by him. You can piss all over him and he'd only give you a disappointed grandfatherly look.

Well, I don't actually know him yet. So let's not judge.

We bought some sets of clothes and no, I didn't ask for dragonhide and acromantula silk.

I don't need it yet. I did ask if they sold enchanted clothes. She told me they had to be custom-made. That meant time and money. Welps, let's just go for simple 'mundane' magical clothes.

After some boring and excruciating time we were outta that shop. The store owner lady seemed overly enthusiastic

'well, I'll say it was a necessary sacrifice for the 'greater good'.'

No way, I'll keep wearing those dirty rags that I have in the orphanage.

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"Haa.... that was fun," I said as we were walking out of the Daigon alley.

We'd gone to eat ice creams and chocolates like we'd planned. And I also had Harry pack some chocolates for his time with his slavers. That's what I had Harry call them.

Then I bought books on pureblood politics, etiquette, and some others that I found interesting. I'd come again after I've seen the potter library.

Then we'd gone to the broom shop and bought two brooms of the Nimbus series. It was Nimbus 1500. The shopkeeper also informed us that a Nimbus 1700 would be launched soon.

After that, the time was catching up and I realized that I'd forgotten about exchanging some of the money into muggle currency. So we'd gone back to Gringotts again and got quite a some of muggle money.

And now, I had to admit that our childish bodies were exhausted.

Now all I need to do is to call a knight bus. Tommorow is the weekend so we'll go to the potter Manor tomorrow. I took out my wand. It looked old, and it was mud Brown in colour. That's all there is to it. And no. I don't know it's size. We're not talking about di*ks here.

What? you're asking about it's magical core?

Come on! what am I? Christopher Ollivander?

How in the Merlin's saggy ball would I know that?

Before we found a wand, I was just going to ask someone to call it for us. But now that I have wand,

"Harry, did you enjoy our roller coaster ride at Gringotts?" I asked him while pointing my wand upward.

"Yeah, that was great. I was hoping for it to last longer." before the future quidditch player could continue on, with a bang, a purple-colored bus come to a stop right in front of us.

"...."

"Well Harry, prepare for an even greater ride. But this time, you'll be hoping that it would end sooner."

I said with an evil smirk on my face.