Harry Potter: Reunion with the Enemy

Draco ran his fingers over the snake's scales.

The snake that suddenly appeared seemed to have been attacked. A small part of its skin had discolored and necrotic, and another part had been peeled off in some rough way.

At this moment, it used its fangs to grab its trouser leg and moved it in a certain direction. The fabric had been stretched to its limit and was close to the edge of being torn.

"Snakes are actually very noble animals, and they are also very smart." Draco carefully examined its wounds. "When faced with a tough winter, they will choose to hibernate instead of just trying to hold on. They have their own survival wisdom."

Alex held onto the tree trunk, his eyes fixed on the slowly wriggling snake.

"It won't bite, come down." Draco untied the snake that was coiled around his calf, letting it stretch freely in the mud like a curved line. "Or did you Apparate up there for no apparent reason and won't come down?"

"What's Apparition?" Alex stumbled over Draco's words. "I'll probably just fall. It's so high up here."

"Okay. Then I'll help you, even though I don't really like climbing trees--" Draco walked under the tree and observed the trunk, as if thinking about how to avoid getting himself dirty. After several deft climbs, he finally succeeded in getting Alex off the tree. "It's normal for underage wizards to be unable to control magic, not to mention that you grew up in a Muggle family."

"Wizard. Muggle?"

"Have you experienced any other strange things like this since you were a child? There were no signs of this in your math and squash classes." Draco simply pulled out his wand and tapped the snake's body.

Harry's wand seemed to work better now than it had during the day.

Wherever the tip of the stick passed, the wounds on the snake healed at an extremely fast speed, and the patterns on the snake's back seemed to become more vivid under the moonlight. Its original dying appearance had disappeared, and now it seemed full of strength. At this moment, it simply stood up - the nearly one-meter-long snake's body quietly stood upright in front of the two.

Then the snake grabbed the edge of Draco's shirt and began to pull.

"Why is it so persistent in pulling your clothes? It seems to be acting very strangely." Alex swallowed and recalled with a slightly trembling voice, "For example, I can actually control my senses to be more sensitive. During the test, I can rely on listening to identify the answers to the multiple-choice questions of the classmates around me - because the strokes of the letters can be identified by listening. Many times I relied on this technique to get high scores."

"Sometimes if I put all my attention on an object, I can make it move on its own. A vase that my mother loved very much broke in this way. I didn't touch it at all, I just imagined it, but everything happened just like that."

"There was also a time when I fell off a horse during a riding lesson, but I bounced up like a ball and was unharmed. A lot of people were looking at me at the time, but afterwards everyone agreed that their memory was wrong."

"So I'm actually different from everyone else, right?" Alex tentatively stretched out his fingers and touched the newly grown scales on the snake's back. The cold and strange touch made him shiver. "Can I also have such fast medical skills? Oh, actually, I also felt weird during the squash game and the drama audition, as if an invisible hand was pushing me in a certain direction."

"Of course -" Draco cut off the second half of the sentence. He spent a lot of effort to make the small bottle of Felicis Felix that he used that day. "You do belong to another world, you belong to our world."

"So Brother Harry is one of ours too?" Alex frowned and thought.

"He may be one of the most famous people in the wizarding world. If you come to study in a magic school, you will see him in the history book. Maybe you will memorize his seven years of experience as a knowledge point." Draco paused, and decided to correct him. "Your brother Harry is mine. Mine. Not ours."

"Oh." Alex curled his lips. "Your, your, your. You can't find anyone in the middle of the night, and you are still busy correcting other people's mistakes. If I were a wizard, could I cast magic now?"

"You need to learn first, and the Ministry of Magic has legal restrictions on underage wizards. They cannot use magic outside of school." Draco was about to put away his wand when Alex grabbed it out of curiosity. "Every underage wizard carries a tracer to detect whether you use magic in private."

"Then why didn't anyone tell me what laws I broke when I used this ability before?"

"Because you haven't actually entered a magic school yet, the Ministry of Magic thinks it's normal to do this before entering school and receiving relevant education." Draco explained, "Maybe if you want to give it a try, I can try to teach you the most basic magic spells."

"For example?" Alex's eyes were full of stars. "Show me something. Anything is fine."

"Leaves are flying." Draco pointed his wand at a certain place, and a green leaf flew into his palm. "You need to concentrate on the object being summoned. The closer the object is, the easier it is. The farther the object is, the harder it is."

"Let me try." Alex took the wand and muttered to himself, imitating the tone and movements of Draco chanting the spell.

"Don't worry. If you can make something move a little, you are already extremely talented." Draco watched the waving wand vigilantly to prevent any accidents.

Alex cleared his throat, "Harry Potter is flying." Then he pointed his wand towards the deserted forest path, as if expecting something to appear. "Am I not concentrating enough?"

"No!" Draco pressed down Alex's wand. "The Summoning Spell doesn't work on buildings and most living things. Spells have their own rules."

Alex didn't seem to lose confidence and continued to try: "Harry Potter's glasses are flying."

"He's in a place where neither owls nor cell phone signals can find him," Draco interrupted his attempt.

"Forget it, it's not too late to study these things after you receive the notification letter from the magic school." Draco seemed to remember that the main purpose of being in the woods tonight was to find Harry, and at this moment his attention was diverted by the appearance of the Chief Whip and the discovery of the identity of the little wizard.

The sea level beside the woods has begun to show a hint of rosy glow, and a new day has quietly arrived.

Draco originally wanted to put the injured snake back into the woods, but at this moment he found that the snake's "hissing" sound became more frequent and louder. It simply jumped onto Draco's shoulder and rested its head against his nose, as if wondering why Draco was indifferent to its behavior.

He had no way of understanding it all, but a wonderful instinct made him follow the snake with a black back and white stripes.

Seeing that he finally followed its steps, the snake quickened its pace and moved quickly in one direction.

Draco's pace gradually turned into a run, and Alex was left behind without him knowing.

He finally came to the edge of the island, crossed the beach and swam into the sea. Draco followed hesitantly into the water, step by step, approaching the sea. The waves and the tide had gradually spread to his waist. The inexplicable intuition and the dazzling light of the morning sun made him a little confused. For a while, he stood in the waves without moving.

There is an endless expanse of deep blue before my eyes.