Chapter 151 Invitation

At night, Ian sat by the window alone, quietly waiting for the countdown in his mind to count down. When the time slot emptied, his figure disappeared suddenly.

The illusory figure in the candy store gradually solidified. Compared with the night there, it was early morning in Diagon Alley. After a simple wash, he went downstairs to open the store door, put up the business sign, and sat quietly. Read a book behind the counter.

Not surprisingly, within a few hours, no business was made, not even a single customer entered the store.

Faced with such a performance, he was not surprised.After all, the magic world in the British Isles is so big, and I have just finished making trouble in the Ministry of Magic, and there should be no patrons for a year or so.Moreover, the location here is relatively remote, and there will be no foreign tourists coming to buy candy specially. There should not be too many candy shops on the main street.

Seeing that the time was approaching noon, just as he was about to get up and look for a place to have lunch, the bell hanging on the gate rang.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

Ian was a little surprised by the crisp sound, did he really have guests?It's just that after seeing the person coming, the smile that had just piled up turned into a wry smile again.

The person who came was not very old, but he was wearing a gorgeous dress, and he combed his hair back. His platinum-blond hair was meticulously taken care of by him.It's just that the hairline at the forehead has faintly protested, which makes people have to think of Old Tom's shiny head.

"welcome!"

……

Malfoy looked at everything around him a little cautiously. Ever since his father told him last night that he was going to deliver the invitations today, he has been tossing and turning unable to sleep all night.Diagon Alley cast too many shadows on him that time, as if he was stared at by a giant dragon alone, and felt that the scorching dragon's breath would usher in the next second.

Originally, the owl had promised to send invitations, but my father came back from the Ministry of Magic a few days ago, and changed his normal routine.Not only to prepare everything needed for the banquet in advance, but also to let him put on a dress and deliver the invitation in person to show respect.

He had preset many times at the door just now, but it seemed that none of his preset situations appeared.Especially when the other party greeted him with a smile, he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time saluted slightly with his skillful right hand touching his chest.

"Dear Mr. Titus, I am sending you an invitation card on behalf of the Malfoy family, inviting you to visit our manor tomorrow."

After Malfoy finished speaking, he held the invitation card with both hands and placed it in mid-air, waiting for the other party to take it.

……

Here, the moment Ian saw the back of his head and platinum-blond hair, he knew that the candy business was probably a failure.

He wasn't surprised by the politeness and respect of the little Malfoy's classmate. The last time there was such a big disturbance, the Malfoy family, as an old local pure-blood family, had no reason not to know, and it was even possible that the old Malfoy was there at the time.

"I see, don't worry, I will go to the appointment when the time comes, after all, I promised." After saying that, he took the invitation.But the gilded font on it made him feel like he was being invited by a certain coal boss, rather than a pure-blood family that had been passed down for thousands of years.

"Then...do you still want candies?" Ian couldn't help asking after hesitating.The main reason is that he felt that if he missed this time, the candy store might not open and make a single order during the whole summer vacation.

"Want... candy?" Malfoy was also a little nervous by the sudden question. "Then, do I want it or not?" He felt that the etiquette he had learned before would not be used at this moment, and just as he was racking his brains to think about the deep meaning behind this sentence, another voice came out of his ear.

"Don't be nervous, I'm a candy store here, so I'm asking if you need to buy some candy to take home?" Ian suddenly felt that it was really difficult to do a single business... and he didn't know the situation deep in Azkaban at this moment. How did Rice persist for 20 years?

"Then how much do I need to buy?" Malfoy took out his wallet as he spoke, holding it in his hands with some trepidation.

Hearing this sentence, the corners of Ian's eyes twitched, and he waved his hand tiredly. "You can go home now, maybe in time for lunch. Also, I'll be on time for my appointment."

After saying this, he ignored Malfoy who was possessed by Neville.He could also see that the old Malfoys really doted on this son, completely avoiding the training that a pure-blood heir should have.

After the other party left, he walked out the door and took off the open sign, and walked straight to the Leaky Cauldron.Compared to going to other places for lunch, he still felt more comfortable staying at the Leaky Cauldron.

……

Pushing open the door of the Leaky Cauldron, there was an endless stream of lively noises.But at this moment, the person standing behind the bar was not the familiar old Tom, but a girl with two ponytails, her chubby, baby-fat face was full of helplessness.Even so, I still stand on the chair and work in an orderly manner, wiping the cups, pouring wine, collecting change, etc.

"Her Royal Highness Queen of the Heavens and Worlds!" Ian thought to himself.

"Hi, Hannah!" He stepped forward to say hello. "A butterbeer and a pumpkin pie."

He is no stranger to Hannah. After all, when he first entered the school, he had been taking first-year courses, and he was always in a group with Hufflepuff. He was almost half of his classmates, although he rarely communicated with each other.

"Okay, wait a minute." Hannah replied mechanically, then suddenly raised her head to confirm who was coming, and said with some surprise: "Ian! Oh my god, it's really you. I heard from grandpa that you are also in Diagon Alley Open a candy store?"

"Otherwise, after all, I will be in the fourth grade. Now at least I have to plan my life after graduation, and I don't want to work in the Ministry of Magic." Ian shrugged and said with a chuckle.

Hannah nodded earnestly after listening, and said a little old-fashioned: "Indeed, the Ministry of Magic is not an easy place, although it is still sought after by many people."

Just as he was chatting with Hannah, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice next to him.

"It seems that you are having a good time at Hogwarts." Old Tom had already stood beside the bar at some point.

"Of course, if you go to Hogwarts to study, you don't need to know Harry Potter, but you must know Hannah!" Ian said with a pun.

But obviously the old Tom on the opposite side didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, but it didn't affect his own interpretation, and said loudly: "To be honest, as long as people from our Abbott family go to Hogwarts to study, they will always be the first ones. A person wearing a sorting hat has never changed for thousands of years."

Compared to old Tom's pride, Hannah covered her forehead with her hands helplessly, gritted her teeth and said, "The exam is also the first to be called..."

Obviously, Hannah has not let go of her ranking in the previous exam.This is also normal, for one-on-one practical exams, others can wait outside the door, or communicate with each other to soothe their emotions.

And she is always the first person called into the office.

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