After buying the wand, the two did not continue to wander around Diagon Alley. They picked up the finished uniform at Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, and then, at Ellena's request, went to Eeylops Owl Emporium to buy some feed for her newly bought little owl.

Although Dumbledore suggested naming it Vika, taking the pronunciation from the laughing owl (hkau).

However, Ellena had already decided that as soon as she returned to the orphanage, she would rename it "Reserve Food," so that at least every time she fed Reserve Food, she would feel like she was feeding a pet instead of raising a little ancestor.

Whether it was intentional by Dumbledore or not, until Dumbledore took Ellena back to Gringotts and used the Portkey to return to the shore of Loch Lomond, Ellena did not see the duo of Hagrid and Harry, which made Ellena, who had been looking forward to encountering a tender little boy, feel somewhat disappointed.

"I think, we should part ways here."

After finishing most of the day's trip to Diagon Alley, Ellena suddenly became exceptionally silent and well-behaved, which made Dumbledore feel slightly uncomfortable, but he thought it might also be because she was tired.

Dumbledore patted Ellena on the shoulder and handed her a letter.

"You must be exhausted today, right? Go back and have a good rest. This is your train ticket to Hogwarts, September 1st – King's Cross Station – it's all on the ticket. No other questions, right?"

Ellena took the ticket and put it in her purse, tilted her head, and spread out her fair little hand towards Dumbledore.

"There's one more thing, Professor Dumbledore, haven't you forgotten to give me the textbooks?" the girl said with a serious face, her eyes full of thirst for knowledge. "After all, I know nothing about the courses I'm about to face. If I can preview them a little, it should be more helpful for my future studies."

Dumbledore lowered his head, glanced at the silver-haired little loli, shook his head, and showed a kind smile.

"There's still a month before school starts. Relax and have fun during this time, and don't think too much about studying."

"But..." Ellena tried to continue her efforts, looking like a diligent and studious student.

"Don't worry, everyone at Hogwarts learns from the basics, so it doesn't matter even if you don't preview. Besides, I believe that with your talent, you will definitely be at the top. After school starts, I will send the textbooks to your dormitory, so you will have less luggage to carry, won't you?"

Dumbledore refused without budging.

You know, if it weren't for being too sensitive, Dumbledore had even planned to have Ollivander directly send the wand to Hogwarts for him to keep after it was made, when they were at Ollivander's wand shop earlier.

Because the *Decree for the Reasonable Restriction of Underage Sorcery* actually has a loophole that isn't a loophole – it doesn't explicitly limit young wizards who haven't started learning magic yet.

More precisely, every Hogwarts first-year student, from the moment they buy a wand in Diagon Alley until they enter Hogwarts to start school, is in a complete period of regulatory blank. After all, people usually assume that the spellcasting ability of young wizards during this period is equivalent to zero.

However, Dumbledore already had a considerable understanding of the silver-haired little loli's intelligence, mobility, and ability to cause trouble. He didn't want to wait until the Ministry of Magic's Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes was dispatched before he was forced to clean up Ellena's mess.

"Well, then, if I can't read books on charms and potions, some basic introductory books should be okay for me to read for fun, right?"

Seeing that the old wizard's attitude was firm, Ellena blinked her eyes cutely and took a step back proactively.

"Basic introductory books? Tell me about it..." Dumbledore tapped his fingers thoughtfully, a hint of loosening appearing on his face, and asked curiously.

Ellena raised her right hand with a whoosh, jumped happily, and said with a face full of thirst for knowledge, "First of all, *A History of Magic*. I believe there must be many interesting stories in the long history of the magical world."

"That's no problem, although I guess you might be disappointed."

Dumbledore shrugged easily, took out a thick volume from the package with the Undetectable Extension Charm and handed it to the little loli – rather than letting Ellena sleep in Professor Binns's History of Magic class, it's better to let her learn as much as she can while she's interested.

"Hmm, and also, *One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi* by Phyllida Spore. When I was in the headmaster's office before, she suggested that I learn about this. You can verify this with her."

Seeing that Dumbledore's expression was gradually relaxing, Ellena slightly curled the corners of her mouth and continued step by step.

"*One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi*, hmm, did Headmistress Phyllida Spore say that?" Dumbledore frowned slightly, thought carefully, it seemed that the possibility of Ellena coming into contact with magical plants in the next month was not high, and if it was recommended by the former headmistress, he had nothing to stop.

"Okay, but you have to promise me, don't eat or buy any magical plants without permission."

"I swear!"

After Ellena solemnly swore, she soon had another book in her hand. The silver-haired little loli happily narrowed her eyes, revealing her cute little tiger teeth, and said carefully.

"Well, that, Professor Dumbledore, there's one last book..."

"I know, I know. *Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them* by Mr. Newt Scamander, right?"

Before Ellena could speak, Dumbledore answered first, taking out a green-covered book and placing it in Ellena's hand. "However, since you're taking three books, you also need to promise me one thing – don't use magic before school starts."

"No problem, don't worry."

Ellena agreed without hesitation. In fact, Dumbledore was completely overthinking it. Magic is not just about reciting a few spells. It often requires specific intonations and gestures. Since there are teachers in the school who will teach them hand in hand, why should she bother to do it herself?

You know, there are more important things waiting for her to do in the next month.

Dumbledore suddenly felt a palpitation again, stopped, and looked carefully at the silver-haired little loli. Based on his many years of experience, the girl's answer was obviously not perfunctory.

So, what exactly is the problem? Could it be that something new has happened with Voldemort and Harry Potter?

Dumbledore frowned, suppressed the unease in his heart, and planned to return to school quickly to investigate. He patted Ellena's little head and said goodbye gently.

"So, that's it for now. If you have any other questions, write a letter and have your little owl send it. It knows where Hogwarts is. However, I suggest you let it rest well for a while these days."

Dumbledore pointed to the little owl "Reserve Food" huddled in the corner of the cage, looking withered. It seemed to be a little "Portkey-sick."

"Hmm, I understand. It looks like it needs to eat more to grow stronger."

Ellena looked at her little weakling with disgust and nodded in agreement.

Then, with a snap in the air, Dumbledore directly Apparated away from the shore of Loch Lomond.

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"Professor Dumbledore?"

"Professor Dumbledore, are you still there?"

Ellena stood by the lake and shouted a few times to the empty surroundings, confirming that Dumbledore had indeed left.

The little loli squatted down, shook the owl cage, and said with a look of regret to the inside, "Reserve Food, seeing how bad your health is, I guess you won't live long. Why don't you let me eat you!"

Coo!

The little owl, which had looked withered, instantly stood up and began flapping its wings with renewed vigor.

"Hmph, I knew you were pretending to be dead."

The girl frowned unhappily. She had never seen an animal whose ears could still turn flexibly when it was sick. The fact proved that as probably the last laughing owl in the world, "Reserve Food" was at least intelligent.

"Get up, I need you to help me deliver a message to Benitez, the man who lives in the blue stone cottage behind the town church. And bring him here. He will feed you these days."

Ellena reached out and took her little pet out of the cage, tore a page with relatively blank space from the *History of Magic* textbook, and took out the pencil she had just bought to write on it.

[Daddy, the clothes and luggage by the lake are all mine. Please help me move them into the room. This owl is my pet "Reserve Food," don't eat it, and please feed it for me for now.]

[I'm going to London again, and I'll be back soon.]

After a pause, Ellena added another sentence.

[If I haven't returned in three days, let "Reserve Food" send a letter to Dumbledore, telling him that I was caught by the goblins of Gringotts. -- Your faithful, lovely, and adorable, Ellena Kaslana]

After writing the message, Ellena picked up *Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them* and *One Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi*, stood up and walked towards the train station to London, while solemnly touching her bulging chest again.

The fairytale trip to Diagon Alley was over.

And the good show, has only just begun...

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Seeking recommendation votes for feeding, sobbing ~~ Still a super large chapter of nearly 3000 words~

Don't worry, the next plot won't be too long, next is the train ride ~~

If you don't vote for recommendation, you are all little Reserve Food!

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Ellena: Reserve Food, be quiet!

Ellena: Reserve Food, give me a hug.

Ellena: I'm so hungry, Reserve Food~

Ellena: Reserve Food, I'll give you a bath~

Ellena: Reserve Food, don't shake.

Ellena: Reserve Food, can I just lick you once~