Harry Potter: Reunion with the Enemy

Harry took a sip of the special drink from Gringotts that Draco brought. The unfamiliar plant flavor filled his mouth. He was not sure if he liked the taste.

"..." Harry put down the bone china cup and accidentally looked at Draco who had raised his eyelids. For a moment, neither of them spoke, not knowing where to start.

Harry watched Draco hastily move his gaze to a row of photos he had placed on the shelf, pretending not to have looked at each other. In these photos, former members of the Order of the Phoenix, his parents, Sirius Black, DA's friends... all had happy smiles on their faces.

A thought suddenly popped up in Harry's mind: Maybe the person sitting opposite him at this moment is the real lucky one. Although the Malfoy family has suffered a change, in fact, apart from the death of Bellatrix, not much has changed. What is more important than having your family and friends around you?

But what surprised Harry was that after browsing the photos, Draco's face seemed to be gloomy, and his grey eyes seemed to contain some unspeakable secret buried deep in his heart.

"So? The vault?" Harry tilted his head back and took another sip of his cocktail, quietly reminding the distracted Gringotts commissioner.

Draco finally came to his senses and pulled out a pile of parchment and introduced them carefully.

Previously, Gringotts’ vaults were all located deep underground in London, and generally the more prominent the family, the more luxurious the vault.

"This vault reform focuses on two aspects. First, many uncertain guarding factors, such as fire dragons, revelation fountains, and replication spells, are replaced with more rigorous, advanced and stable anti-theft magic facilities. Secondly, the wizard's unique magic code is added, and door locks that cannot be unlocked by non-wizards are added."

Draco pulled the security diagram in front of Harry and pointed at it, showing the current state of the upgraded facilities.

"The main reason why we need to interview the Gringotts specialist this time is because of this." Draco took out a small piece of mud-like magical memory substance from the briefcase.

"They will remember the identity of each customer, and when they are embedded in the vault door, no one except the customer can open it."

"In addition, in order to facilitate the withdrawal of funds by customers, each vault can add one more quota for non-wizards to open the door. This magic memory material will also be used to record it."

"Usually family members, partners or lovers," Draco added.

Harry shook his head stiffly. He had never been in a relationship since breaking up with Ginny. His parents and godfather were no longer around. Although the enthusiastic elders in the Auror Office kept trying to introduce Harry to other girls, he had no interest in it.

"Friends maybe? Ron and Hermione, the Weasleys?" Harry muttered to himself.

Draco pressed: "So you're still single now?"

Harry lazily replied, "You too? Pansy mentioned you when she invited me to her wedding not long ago."

Draco's expression softened and he smiled. "I'm not like you. Just now when I was at the door, I saw the Savior's love letters almost bursting the mailbox."

"I got used to it at Hogwarts, although I'm grateful to them." Harry sighed.

"Yeah, even if I give you a gift for every holiday, you will be drowned in the pile of gifts." Draco responded in a very soft voice.

The terms of the security measures were not complicated, and after signing them, the magic memory material quickly traveled around Harry's body and then jumped back into the box obediently.

"That's fine. After the vault is completed, you will be invited to inspect it on site." Draco carefully put away the suitcase, but had no intention of leaving.

"Although Voldemort has fallen, the pursuit of pure bloodline and the protection of aristocratic family status are still deep-rooted concepts in the hearts of many wizards." Draco suddenly changed the subject and brought up this unpleasant topic.

Harry felt his throat dry, but he had to admit that those old wizarding families that had been established in the wizarding world for a long time and had a considerable status were still unwilling to give up their privileges. Even though the largest dark magic force had disappeared, these contradictions that had long existed in the wizarding society still existed.

"So the Malfoy family still has to guard its noble status? Is this why you joined Gringotts? The place closest to the money?" Harry looked at Draco again.

"The war also made me lose a lot. Before, I didn't know what I really wanted in my heart, whether it was to be hostile to you or to take on Voldemort's mission for my family, but now I have thought it through." Draco replied calmly, "I came here to welcome the change."

"Change?" Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"No one would want to step down from the top of the pyramid on their own initiative. It is difficult to change people's ideas, let alone the ideas of a group of people. Titles such as noble pureblood and mudblood are only meant to make it more difficult for newcomers to reach the top of this society." Draco looked down at his pale, slender fingers.

"Voldemort may have relied on his powerful dark magic to intimidate many people into becoming his followers, but there are also many people who don't care which side they stand on as long as they can protect the interests and safety of their families."

Perhaps thinking of the fact that the Malfoy family had switched sides many times during Voldemort's disappearance and comeback, Draco showed a bitter smile, "The struggle for money and interests is an eternal topic among people."

"So you think there will be new conflicts?" Harry thought.

"The pain of war will eventually fade away. When people open their eyes and no longer cherish the memory of what they lost in the war, perhaps a new round of vulgar fighting will begin."

Draco drank the liquid in his glass in one gulp. "And I am waiting for everything to happen in the most vulgar place right now."

"A new struggle..." Harry did not comment, but just stretched out his fingers and stroked the smiling face in the photo.

Draco saw Harry's untrustful expression and just curled the corners of his mouth without arguing any more.

"The application of herbology related to dragons has touched the hearts of countless people who want to make a fortune from dragon scale products. As far as I know, the latest recycling mission of Gringotts is already going through the approval process of the Ministry of Magic. It seems that this time it will also involve the Muggle world. We may meet again soon."

The overtime news is on the way, Harry thought.

But maybe you can escape the makeup training assessment.

"Well, I won't bother you anymore." Draco grabbed his suit jacket and prepared to leave.

Harry stood up and wanted to see him to the door. The faint smell he had smelled before invaded his nostrils again. Harry was speechless to find that Draco seemed to have grown taller again, but his originally thin figure had become a little stronger.

Draco noticed that Harry was in a daze and asked, "What's wrong?"

Harry stepped back from this man who was half a head taller than him and just muttered, "Nothing. I wish you a happy job in the most vulgar place in the world."