Apocalypse: I Can Enter Hogwarts

"Well, why think about these things? What we need to do now is to eat, sleep, make money, buy supplies, learn magic, and then go home."

As for why Ian put learning magic at the end, it's not because he doesn't like it. No HP fan would reject magic.

It's just because the apocalypse he lives in is not the apocalypse in traditional movies and TV shows. In that relatively mild apocalypse, compared to strength, survival supplies are the top priority.

The most intuitive manifestation is that the predecessor, a half-grown child, was able to survive alone in an office building for several months, which is enough to prove the mildness of this doomsday.

Of course, this is only relatively mild when staying in the room. The various birds, small mammals, and parasitic plants that go out will really make people feel like they are "ambushed from all sides" and "every tree and grass is an enemy."

Moreover, the key point of learning magic is "learning". First of all, there is no system or golden finger. Of course, it is not like the game where you can learn by just clicking and use it by drawing a card.

His only advantage may be his familiarity with the plot, along with his intelligence and spirit, which are beyond his peers. So, in the absence of books and money, the best approach is to stand firm here, step by step, and move forward gradually.

After gathering his scattered thoughts, Ian stood up and walked towards the kitchen behind the corridor. After being busy for so long, he decided to reward his already hungry stomach.

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It was August 23rd, 1991, less than 10 days before the start of the school term at Hogwarts. Although it was only around 8 o'clock in the morning, the streets of Diagon Alley were already bustling with activity.

The children who were about to enter school started various shopping trips accompanied by their parents. There were also groups of senior students like Ian, who walked together and chatted happily. They would occasionally stop for a while when passing by Quidditch boutiques, joke shops and the like.

After a careful wash in the morning, Ian rushed to the agreed place. After all, it was the first day of work, and appearance was very important. At 8:30, he pushed open the door of Madam Malkin's robe store on time as promised.

"Good morning, Madam Malkin!"

"Good morning, kid. Go to the cloakroom and change into the black dress hanging in the middle closet in the second room on the left. It took me all night to make it yesterday. I can't wait to see how it turns out."

"Damn it, I'm so busy today. There are obviously too many new students at Hogwarts this year. Don't think I don't know what they are thinking. They all hope that their children can gain the friendship of the Savior, even if it means becoming the follower of the Boy-Who-Lived. They used to run away and dodge faster than anyone else. They are a group of guys who follow the trend. It's still morning, but there are already 4 orders..."

Madam Malkin was a little impatient at the moment, and kept chattering.

In response to all this, Ian simply maintained the most basic courtesy and silence as an employee. After a few seconds, he nodded to Madam Malkin to indicate that he understood, then turned and walked towards the back room.

This is just a normal reaction of a middle-aged woman after staying up late, and Ian understands it very well.

After walking through a 7-8 meter long and narrow corridor, I arrived at the second room on the left. All kinds of clothes were placed in the closet filling the entire room, but the one that caught my eye was the middle set that Madam Malkin had just mentioned.

A long dress that combines complexity and simplicity, with dark black as the main color.

The collar, cuffs, lapels, waist and hem of the dress are inlaid and embroidered with various embellishments and patterns. It seems that the craftsmanship of gold printing, embroidery and painting was adopted, and the corners are decorated with lavender jasmine flower patterns.

The dark color adds solemnity, the silver embroidery adds mystery, and the lavender painting adds a touch of glamour.

Even Ian, who has experienced the age of information explosion and watched all kinds of fashion short videos, has to admit the unique beauty and elegance of this dress. Next to the dress is a pair of white silk stockings and black leather boots.

However, when he thought of Madam Malkin's impatience just now, he could not appreciate it too much and could only change his clothes quickly.

"Ma'am, do I need to stay at the door next?"

Madam Malkin turned around upon hearing the voice. Although she was absolutely confident in her dress and had thought about the effect behind it, she had to admit that she still underestimated Ian's charm and the effect of the dress.

The angular facial features are as exquisite as sculptures, with a high nose, thin lips, and dark, deep, lonely and somewhat melancholy eyes. Just a glance at them can make people fall in love with them accidentally.

With a gentle smile on her lips, black straight hair, slanted and handsome eyebrows, and a slender and straight figure, she looks like an eagle soaring in the sky, standing there alone, exuding an elegant, noble, ethereal temperament all the time.

"Merlin, this is... perfect. The door? Oh no, that's not where you should be. Stay in the hall. Yes, stay here. Believe me, in less than half a day, this place will become a tea party for the girls. Don't underestimate their ability to pass on information in private."

At this moment, Madam Malkin had an expression of someone who had experienced this, and she spoke with some excitement.

As expected, the person who understands women best is women, and everything is just as she said.

A few hours later, the fairly spacious shop had become somewhat crowded. All kinds of young girls, plump and thin, beautiful and pretty, had obviously regarded this place as their second home, and many of them looked as if they were planning to stay here permanently.

Ian, who caused all this, was calm and composed about it, like a real tool, quietly doing his job.

Although he is at the center of the vortex, he has a clear understanding of this. Such rootless popularity will soon dissipate if there is no follow-up hype in the later stage.

Of course, if it were someone like Gilderoy Lockhart, it might be a different story.

In fact, it is human nature to join in the fun, to seek novelty, and to follow the trend and do what others say. He understands that after the hype passes in the next two days, it won't be that exaggerated.

As Ian expected, from the third day onwards, the robe shop was no longer as crowded and noisy as it was in the previous two days.

After all, even school-age children have their own troubles. Even the most loyal fans need to return to the ordinary life of food, clothing, housing and transportation after the craze, not to mention that he is just a fashion show model.

Although things have returned to normal, the robe store has become a hot topic over time, and Madam Malkin has achieved her wish by making her store more popular than the Tufan Clothing Store.

It's not hard to understand why the story is so popular. After all, in a magical world without television or movies, where only newspapers and radio exist, some gossip still has great vitality and spreadability.

As the store gained such popularity, sales naturally increased. Those girls would often just look at him for a second before quickly lowering their heads shyly or looking away.

Looking at those young faces, Ian was speechless. The reason was simple: they were all too young.

Of course, there are also some adult ladies in their twenties who consider themselves to be unrestrained, or young married women, who are bold and ostentatious in chatting up others, and teasing them with their body language and words.

In this situation, Ian only needs to smile and stare at the other person for a few seconds to make him look away and give up, and then go back to consume on his own.

As a normal man, it is impossible for Ian to remain unmoved by the above experiences.

Ian was also distracted, but he just restrained himself with his own will. He knew that he would not choose to touch these things before his survival was guaranteed and he had certain abilities.

In this world, he keeps a distance from emotional issues between men and women.

Because he can't make any promises now. If he can't make promises to girls, then he shouldn't easily touch their hearts. This is the principle and bottom line of being a human being, and it is also his lowest moral standard.