Although technology is advanced now and all kinds of clothes can be bought, Mrs.
Granger would still do it herself if there was occasionally something that needed mending.
The Granger Family’s financial situation was indeed good, but it hadn’t reached the point where they would discard clothes if a button fell off or there was a small tear.
Frugality had always been their habit, though of course, they never deprived themselves.
It was precisely because of this that Mrs.
Granger couldn’t help but feel a little envious watching Madam Malkin’s magic for making clothes.
With such magic, one’s hands would be freed; how wonderful!
Hermione didn’t miss her mother’s envious gaze at Madam Malkin; she secretly noted it and decided that when she went to the bookstore later, the first thing she would do was to look for books on these topics.
Now that she could learn magic, her mother and father could also relax a little more in their daily lives.
A small ambition arose in little Hermione’s heart.
Canberra stepped down from the measuring platform.
Madam Malkin, while waving her wand to control the needle and thread, saw the sixteen tentacles waving at her side and the dozen or so tentacles extending from beneath her skirt, and paused slightly.
Then she hesitated and said, “Child, do you… want me to make some hidden openings on both sides of your clothes?
To make it easier for your tentacles to move.” Canberra tilted her head, glanced at her tentacles, waved them slowly, and shook her head.
“Thank you, but no need.
This is quite convenient.” “Alright.” Madam Malkin nodded, let the needle and thread busy themselves, and went to the back to continue preparing the fabric needed for Hermione’s Wizard robe.
After Hermione’s earlier warning, the magic measuring tape was now very well-behaved when measuring her, not daring to make any movements.
Canberra leisurely walked to the side and sat on a chair, resting her chin as she watched Hermione being measured.
A few minutes later, Hermione’s measurements were complete, and Madam Malkin returned to the front with the fabric, waving her wand to have the needle and thread begin making her Wizard robe.
Hermione, also free, trotted over and sat there with Canberra, both resting their chins, waiting.
Canberra turned her head to look at Hermione, blinked, and reached out to ruffle her somewhat messy hair.
The Little Cub looked fluffy, and indeed, it felt nice to the touch.
Hermione was momentarily stunned by the sudden head pat, then turned to look at Canberra, and then, as if unwilling to be outdone, reached out and grabbed one of her tentacles, beginning to squeeze it.
The more she squeezed, the happier she became, and the more addicted she got.
By the end, Hermione was even humming and smiling while squeezing, completely forgetting that she was still outside, and that her parents, her future Principal, and Professor were all still nearby.
Canberra glanced at Hermione, letting her squeeze her tentacles.
She indulged her friend; it didn’t hurt anyway, so if the Little Cub liked to squeeze her tentacles, she could go ahead.
Within a few minutes, Canberra’s and Hermione’s Wizard robes were ready.
Madam Malkin came out with two sets of robes, handing them to the two of them, “Put them on and see if they fit, and if there’s anything you want to change, you can tell me now.” Canberra took the Wizard robe, thanked Madam Malkin with Hermione, and then directly put the Wizard robe on over her small dress.
After putting it on, Canberra deliberately moved the tentacles on both sides of her body and behind her.
Hmm, they were all quite flexible and not affected by the Wizard robe.
“It’s good, mine doesn’t need any alterations,” Canberra nodded in satisfaction.
Hermione, beside her, also had no complaints about the Wizard robe.
“The robe is just the right size and very comfortable to wear.
Thank you, Madam Malkin.” “You’re welcome,” Madam Malkin smiled and waved her hand, “It’s my job, after all.
Welcome back next time.” The group walked out of the robe shop and, led by Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall, headed towards Flourish and Blotts.
Arriving outside the bookstore, Hermione let out a quiet cheer, then dragged Canberra inside.
Canberra hadn’t even processed why Hermione was cheering before she was pulled into Flourish and Blotts.
It was currently the time when Hogwarts was about to start, and Flourish and Blotts was packed with Little Wizards and their parents buying textbooks.
Many people noticed Canberra, who was affectionately pulled by Hermione.
After a moment of surprise, they turned back to continue picking out the books they wanted to buy.
Canberra followed Hermione through Flourish and Blotts, watching her occasionally pull out a book and hug it in her arms, confirming one thing in her mind.
The Little Cub definitely loved reading, otherwise she wouldn’t be taking so many books.
Seeing that she was almost unable to carry them herself, Canberra didn’t give Hermione a chance to refuse, or rather, didn’t give Hermione any chance to react at all.
Canberra directly extended a new tentacle from beneath her skirt and rolled up all the books in Hermione’s arms.
“These books are too heavy; you’re almost unable to carry them, aren’t you?” Facing Hermione’s gaze, Canberra shrugged and said it as a matter of course.
Hermione awkwardly rubbed her nose, “Sorry, I got too excited as soon as I entered the bookstore; I lost my composure a bit.” “It’s alright.
For you humans, liking to read seems to be a good thing.” “Indeed,” Hermione nodded vigorously, firmly believing this point.
Hermione walked and looked, but she was too embarrassed to take any more books.
Although Canberra was a Kaiju, these few books were not even a bit heavy for her, but she was too embarrassed to take more books and ask Canberra to carry them for her.
However…
Hermione turned back with a mischievous smile.
Her father, Mr.
Granger, had already followed along, curiously flipping through a book on the shelf.
Reaching out with lightning speed, she took down all the books she had just spotted, and Hermione, with some effort, carried them to her father’s side.
“Dad, help me hold these.” Mr.
Granger’s body stiffened for a moment when he heard Hermione’s words.
How could he not understand his own daughter?
Based on his experience of shopping in bookstores with Hermione for several years, when Hermione said that, she must have been holding a considerable number of books in her arms.
Sure enough, as soon as he turned around, Mr.
Granger was greeted by a large stack of books held by Hermione; there were so many that they almost blocked her head.
Mr.
Granger, both proud and helpless, took the books, silently following his daughter.
She definitely wasn’t done shopping yet.
On the other side, Mrs.
Granger, who was with Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore getting textbooks for Canberra and Hermione, watched this scene and smiled, amused.
Canberra was pulled by Hermione, constantly moving through the bookstore.
Any book Hermione found interesting, she basically handed to Mr.
Granger behind her.
Hermione also knew that Professor McGonagall and Headmaster Dumbledore were with them today, so she only looked at the titles when choosing books.
If the title seemed good, she would keep it.
There was only one book she opened and carefully perused.
“Practical and Simple Household magic” Hermione carefully flipped through several pages, then nodded in satisfaction, hugging the book to her chest.
As for Canberra beside her, she was merely glancing at the books on the shelves, taking it all in superficially.
“Quite a lot,” Canberra nodded to herself.
“No wonder humans are different from other creatures and have developed a certain civilization.” Whether it’s science or magic, they are all working very hard to inherit and learn.
However, these things were for humans; for her, a Kaiju, she really had little interest in these books.
To be honest, she would rather casually catch a whale or two in the ocean for a snack.
But to stay with her friend, the Little Cub, Canberra wasn’t entirely unwilling to look at those textbooks.