to spare you that! "
Now I took a step back and held out my hand to him. At first this gesture went unrequited, but then the raven pinched my finger with its beak and finally hopped up my arm onto my shoulder.
"Now that you've got to know each other, we can do the rest of the shopping! Read what you need!" Advised Ruphus.
I read aloud:

Textbooks
All students should have a copy of each of the following works:
- Miranda Habicht: Textbook of Spells, Volume 1
- Bathilda Bagshot: History of Magic
- Adalbert Schwahfel: Theory of Magic
- Emeric Wendel: Transformations for beginners
- Phyllida Spore: a thousand magic herbs and mushrooms
- Arsenius Bunsen: magic potions and magic brews
- Lurch Scamander: Sage Agents and Where to Find Them
- Quirin Sumo: Dark Forces. A course on self defense"And where do we get all the stuff?" I added.
"In Flourish & Blotts, come with me!" He replied and dragged me into a shop whose shelves were crammed full of books of all kinds.
From tiny paperbacks to thick leather-bound tomes, everything was available. I didn't have time to look around any longer because when we had bought my school books, Ruphus pulled me out into the street again.
"That you always have to push too!" I complained.
"You can't get going yourself!" I got back, "What else is on the list?"
I took the letter out of my pocket for the umpteenth time and read it out loud again:

You will also need:
- 1 wand
- 1 kettle (tin, standard size 2)
- 1 assortment of glass or crystal bottles
- 1 telescope
- 1 brass scale

Students are also free to bring an owl OR a cat OR a toad.

THE PARENTS REMEMBER THAT FIRST GRADUARIES ARE NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE BROOMS OF THEIR OWN!"OK, that's it, that's all it says here!" I said more to myself than to Ruphus, and put the letter back in my pocket.

When we got the kettle, the bottles, the telescope and the scales, we went to see Ollivander - Good wands since 382 BC. Chr.
The place was pretty cramped and stuffy. It looked like we were in a library. Long shelves ran through the room, only that instead of books, boxes were stowed in them.
Ruphus sat down on a legged chair that was standing in the corner when an old man suddenly scurried unexpectedly from behind one of the shelves.
This man was kind of creepy to me. His pale eyes seemed to pierce me as he looked me up and down carefully.
"I have to admit, I don't know where to put you! And thanks to my good memory that happens to me very seldom! One thing is certain, you are not from here, or am I wrong?" The man said and stepped closer me approach."No, I'm not from here, I'm from Japan! My name is Ranma Saotome!" I replied politely, although something like "A blind man with a cane can see that I'm not from here" went through my head.
"Aha, aha! So Japan! I once had a customer from Japan! Unfortunately I can't remember her name! But whatever, we're not here to chat, but to find a suitable wand for you!" he explained, slightly irritated, apparently because of his little amnesia.
He walked up to me until he was standing in front of me, and then had a tape measure measure the distance between fingertips and shoulders, toes and chin, hairline and chin, .... He himself scurried around between the shelves and kept putting new boxes on the wooden table in the middle of the room until a pile of meters had formed.
Then he handed me wand after wand to wave them, with notes like "maple and unicorn hair" or "beech and phoenix feather".And so I demolished one item at a time, because every time I tried one of the wands, something exploded.
He snatched wand after wand out of my hand until he finally handed me one made of willow wood and dragon heart fiber that was 12½ inches.
The moment I touched the wand, I felt warmth in my fingers and suddenly sparks shot out of the tip.
"From now on that's your wand! Have fun! ... Just one more, that makes seven galleons!", Mr. Ollivander reminded us with a funny grin.
I paid him his seven golden coins and left the country with Ruphus as quickly as possible. Somehow the guy was not very comfortable with it.

Ruphus and I left Diagon Alley again and drank another butter beer in the Leaky Kettle.
"I have to say goodbye now! I still have a lot to do in the office! You will have to live here this month, because when you go to your father again, he will certainly not let you out of his sight, and then it will be the dream of Become a magician!But I can reassure you, you are well accommodated here! You just can't go into the muggle world! You have to stay in Diagon Alley! ", declared Ruphus urgently.
"But first you have to tell me what the Muggle world is!" I clarified.
"This is the world of the non-magical! So, and now I have to go! I'll see you!"

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Suddenly he woke up.
Yes, it was just like back then. Again he was lying on a cold rock somewhere in the middle of nowhere and listening to his father's snoring. The only difference was that this time he was already waiting for Ruphus.
Five years had passed since he first saw Ruphus.
He already missed school. And above all his friends, his best friends Harry, Ron and Hermione. He had already had some adventures with them.
During his first year at Hogwarts, he had helped Harry find the Philosopher's Stone.
In the second he had fought the basilisk with him in the Chamber of Secrets.
In the third they had met Black and saved his life.In the fourth he had cheered with Harry, who played the Triwizard Tournament, and was very worried about the future, since Voldemord had regained his strength.
And by the fifth year he had endured Harry's whims and watched Black get murdered.
Had Harry been over the death of his godfather?
A rustle in the bushes tore him from his thoughts. Suddenly Ruphus stumbled out.
"Here I am Ranma again! Healthy and fresh! And what's new," asked Ruphus happily, and held out a broom to him.
As if it were a matter of course, he stepped on this broom and pushed off at the same time as Ruphus.
"Man, you’re getting old and rusty, thought you’re not coming at all!" He scoffed.
"Hey, now don't be naughty! But now tell me, isn't there anything new?", Poked Ruphus.
Ranma glanced at Silver, his raven, and then bowed her head.
"I don't want to talk about it!" Was the only thing he managed to say."But now tell me, you have your job back, now that Fudge knows that Voldemord is back and also realizes that something has to be done about him!" Asked Ranma to distract from the subject.
Ruphus' eyes darkened. "That's about it! Now I only work for the order! I should have just had to be more careful, then they wouldn't have caught me either!" Said Ruphus angrily.
"I agree with you for once!"
"Your father is slowly rubbed off on you! It's good that you are coming back to Hogwarts!", Ruphus stated with a crooked look.
Both laughed.
"Do you know anything about Grawp? I mean, did Hagrid send him back?" Asked Ranma.
"I'm sorry to have to disappoint you, but he still lives in the Forbidden Forest!" Replied Ruphus, amused.
"What's so funny about that? I can't stand another year with this short giant! I mean, I understand that Hagrid cares about him, he's his half-brother after all!"But that he hires us to take care of him when he's not at Hogwarts ... well, we'll survive, after all, he's done us favors many times! ", sighed Ranma," What's new from the Order of the Phoenix? "
"We have still not been able to find the hiding place of You-Weist-Already-Whom! He works very cleanly! However, nobody has died yet!", Declared Ruphus concerned.
They flew on in silence. When they got to Kings Cross Station it was five to eleven.
"Here are the things you need this year! And good luck! Don't do something crazy again and don't dare to risk your life! Should you survive it, I'll personally take care of you! Understood ?!" asked Ruphus played seriously.
"Yes sir!", Ranma answered like a shot, "Now I have to go!"
"Take care!", Ruphus called after him while Ranma walked through the wall between platforms 9 and 10.

As you have probably already noticed, I got the 5thPart already read (can only recommend it!) And everything I mention about it is true!
I would be really happy about Kommies!