Harry Potter: Reunion with the Enemy

Morning. Malfoy Manor.

Draco sat at the dining table and yawned continuously, but Lucius and Narcissa beside him were full of energy, as if someone else had taken them home late last night and had been talking to them until the early morning.

The so-called heart-to-heart talk - in fact, Draco simply sorted out all the relevant memory fragments before and after, and took his parents to understand everything he knew. After leaving Teddy's house, it can be proved that the Harry who made remarks everywhere was not himself.

After a long memory review in the Pensieve, the situation was relatively clear. Draco tapped the finger with the head of the family ring. When he walked into the manor room yesterday and saw that all his belongings in the London apartment had been moved back by his parents, Draco realized that his parents had been secretly observing him since he left the house, and it was not until late at night that they could no longer sit still and caught him back.

"I will go to the Ministry of Magic and report Harry's impersonation immediately. The rescue mission can be left to the Aurors. Professional matters should be left to professionals." Lucius said, looking at the listless Draco. "If an accident really happens at the Quidditch World Cup, it may be even more serious. After all, the audience comes from all over the world. It is not clear what kind of attack they want to take."

Draco nodded. He was looking at a new front-page news item delivered in the morning newspaper. There were more and more wizards supporting the introduction of legislative reforms against goblins, and the reason behind it was related to the closure and strike of Gringotts. Most families had all their savings in Gringotts Wizarding Bank. As the only wizarding bank in the British wizarding world, the recent strike caused many wizards to panic. The fear of infringement of their property shook some people who had previously had unclear attitudes.

"Although what we put in Gringotts is only a small part." Narcissa looked at the news with disgust, "I don't think the goblins would be stupid enough to do such a thing. If they really took the wizards' property for themselves, they would gain the hostility of everyone."

"The goblins will change their fate from imprisonment to extinction," Lucius said simply.

"I want to go to the Ministry of Magic, too." Draco saw Lucius stand up and quickly put down his fork. Seeing that Lucius did not answer immediately, he said, "The information provided can help in rescuing Harry, and we also need to inform the department responsible for the Quidditch World Cup."

Suddenly, a new visitor notification came from the main gate.

"Who would come so early?" Narcissa wanted to pull Draco back to the table to eat more.

"Please state your name and the purpose of your visit," the wrought iron gate asked as always.

"I'm Harry Potter, um - I'm here to see Draco? Is he here?" A familiar voice came from outside.

After hearing this, Draco immediately grabbed his wand and prepared to walk towards the manor gate with a menacing look.

"I won't let this damn impostor get away again. I must teach him a lesson-" Draco clenched his fists, "just in time to teach him a lesson before he's escorted to the Ministry of Magic for interrogation of the goblin's trick."

"I'll go with you." Narcissa quickly followed Draco.

"Then I will help you control him before we go to the Ministry of Magic." Lucius hugged the mother and son separately, "Be sure to pay attention to safety. If necessary, the precious torture instruments in the basement will also be very useful."

Harry stood outside the gate of Malfoy Manor, staring at the woods beside him in a daze. In just a few hours since he went out, he felt that the world outside was even stranger than his London apartment.

First there was the messy Diagon Alley - early in the morning many wizards gathered at the door of Gringotts to protest loudly and attack the outer walls of the building with various spells. Several wizards in the protesting team saw Harry walking by, and their faces became even uglier. One of the wizards even rushed forward and grabbed Harry and cursed at him until another group of passers-by separated the two of them.

Harry was used to attracting attention from others. All kinds of looks, attention and whispers had always accompanied him as he grew up, but after defeating Voldemort, this was the first time he had seen such hostility and hatred.

"Do you know what you are doing now?" The protesting wizard pointed at Harry's nose and cursed. "Why did you go from being a hero to a public enemy?"

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Harry shook off the protesting crowd and looked for the potion shop that Lancelot mentioned. The potion shop was at the other end of Diagon Alley, away from Gringotts, which was surrounded by garbage and protesting wizards. There was still a thin mist on the street in the early morning.

Public enemy... Harry thought about this word with some annoyance. Of course, that's how everyone looked at him when they thought he was the heir of Slytherin. The memory of Teddy stimulated his brain from time to time. Could something really have happened...

The door of the potion shop was open, and there was a small wooden board hanging at the door introducing new products and discount promotions.

The witch who owns the shop looked very emotional. "I have used the most stringent anti-theft spells, but I didn't expect someone to sneak in in the middle of the night. The money that person left was far less than the price of the potion."

"May I ask how much is missing?" Harry's eyes swept across the potion bottles of various colors. "He asked me to come to you. He probably didn't bring enough money that night."

"Oh, the price of Polyjuice Potion is relatively high. Let me calculate -" The witch seemed to be in a much better mood after hearing this. "Oh, you are Harry Potter! We saw you giving a speech near Flourish and Blotts Bookstore a few days ago. I don't understand, although I admire you very much! But why do you speak for the goblins -"

"Speak for the goblins," Harry repeated unconsciously. "I speak for the goblins?"

"There are still two hundred and seventy-four Galleons left. I have already deducted the money I left here last night." The witch nodded, "But I think a great savior like you must have your reasons for doing this, so I have responded to your call and voted in favor of the reform of the Goblin Act."

Harry took a handful of gold coins from his pocket, and he felt his heart begin to flutter. The witch continued to talk about something, but Harry didn't really listen.

It was not time for the Ministry of Magic to go to work yet, and his wand was not at hand. But Harry was not in the mood to buy a new wand at the moment, he felt that he needed to see Draco. Harry knew that Draco always got up very early, and if he really returned to Malfoy Manor, maybe he would have time to see him before going to work.

The gate of Malfoy Manor did not open immediately as usual after hearing Harry's reply. Harry paced back and forth uneasily, hesitating whether to leave first.

Suddenly, the door opened a crack, and Harry saw a familiar light golden hair appear behind the door, and next to Draco were Narcissa and Lucius.

"STUNN!" a spell hit Harry quickly.

Consciousness gradually fell into darkness again, like a baby bird retreating into a dark nest.