Harry Potter: Reunion with the Enemy

Lancelot packed up his full package with satisfaction and walked in the direction where Draco and Harry had just left.

The goblin dungeon was already in a mess, with black smoke, sea water and blood spreading rapidly. Lancelot even forgot to cast an immunity spell to water and fire on himself. His shoes, socks and trousers were soaked, but his mood was extremely bright.

He had checked all of the goblin's drawings, raw materials, semi-finished products, and finished works. A gold and jeweled crown alone was worth a fortune, not to mention the rare gems and metal raw materials, which were all sought-after high-value goods on the black market. Lancelot quickly estimated the total value of the package while searching for Draco and Harry.

A few goblins seemed to have noticed that the items they made had disappeared inexplicably, so they Apparated back to look for them, and then found themselves in the waves and dirty water, at a loss. The giant dragons that kept flying outside the window scared the goblins, so they searched again in panic, and then Apparated away tremblingly. Lancelot just held his breath and stood aside. Because of the Disillusionment Charm, no goblin saw him appear here from beginning to end.

Draco and Harry also knew nothing about his looting, and Lancelot decided to keep it a secret - that way, even if the goblin tortured Draco with a lie detector, nothing would be discovered.

"The rich young master and the savior - two gods who can bring wealth." Lancelot moved quickly and happily. Compared to the long time he spent rummaging through tombs and being constantly vigilant about mechanisms and ancient spells when he was a curse-breaker, this trip to the deep sea was simple and easy.

It wasn't long before he saw Draco's back on the stairs leading to the top floor.

"Do you want me to help carry you?" Lancelot waded to the stairs leading to the gate, and the scene in front of him made him shut his mouth urgently. "Merlin."

Harry was pinned against the wall of the spiral staircase, his arms held high by Draco's hands - the handcuffs the goblin had given him were still firmly bound around his wrists.

Harry was still wearing the Muggle T-shirt he wore when camping, but now there were only a few pieces of cloth left, and it looked like it had been burned, or perhaps scratched by a dragon's claws, and a large area of ​​skin around his waist was being washed by the sea water. The shirt Draco was wearing had been soaked to a semi-transparent state, and was tightly attached to his upper body.

Their lips overlapped, their breaths intertwined, and they looked at each other with eyes that seemed to melt.

Lancelot's excellent eyesight allowed him to see the occasional gaps between the two. After the long kiss, Harry, who originally looked very weak, seemed to have lost his strength and leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, with a faint blush on his face and neck. The handcuffs and his captured wrists made him unable to move.

"Hmm..." Harry seemed to be turning his head impatiently, and then Draco used his other hand to turn his head back to the front and started a new round of kissing.

"Why do I always see these-these contents?" Lancelot looked back at the California king snake still hanging on his body with a little collapse. He suddenly felt that he really needed to learn Parseltongue, and then scream and complain with this common witness.

The California King Snake was also looking eagerly ahead. After it saw clearly what its new master and the unlucky Parselmouth user it had taken to the dungeon were doing, the California King Snake chose to wrap around Lancelot's neck half a circle again, with its head tilted back motionless, pretending to be asleep.

Lancelot was caught in a dilemma. In front of him were the newlyweds, and behind him was the rising water level. And Draco and Harry didn't seem to be going to stop.

The increasingly heavy breathing and unclear kissing sounds of the two people echoed in the small space.

Lancelot sighed softly, secretly thanking his luck for the space his Disillusionment Spell had left for the two of them. He cast a strong sticking spell on his feet and hands, and eventually climbed all the way up from the wall to the ceiling. Then he tied up the package filled with fairy products and moved from above to the exit door.

"I have only used this move when the ground was full of poisonous stingers, I swear to God."

When they left the anti-Apparition area, Lancelot held the package tightly and took the California King Snake off his neck. "You wait here for them. I'll go first."

With a loud bang, Lancelot disappeared into the vast sea with the package.

Two days later, Ministry of Magic. Quarterly Auror scrutiny meeting.

The purpose of this quarterly meeting is to convene all the Aurors on duty for a unified meeting and work summary. In addition to the speech of the Director of the Auror Office, the update of the latest Auror protocol, and the review and summary of the mission, each Auror also has a one-on-one conversation with Minister of Magic Kingsley, requiring the next stage of work to be clearly defined.

As soon as Harry came out of Kingsley's office, he was surprised to find that the Ministry of Magic had been breached by the media at this moment. A large number of cameras and steno pens were facing him. These reporters were staring at him with a fearless look on their faces, and it seemed that they would rather accept the punishment from the Ministry of Magic than pry out the first-hand news from Harry's mouth at this place.

"Are you aware of the large number of fire dragons escaping from the sea the day before yesterday? It is said to be related to the project you participated in?" A fat reporter spoke first, and the shorthand pen on the notebook was trembling slightly, as if he was always ready to write a golden press release that would shock the wizarding world.

"No comment." Harry took a few steps, trying to find a way to leave.

"Is this underwater dragon incident related to the black dragon that appeared near the Muggle Prime Minister's office last time?" another female reporter with bright lipstick asked, and she was about to shove the notebook under Harry's nose.

"No comment." Harry struggled to move forward among the crowd of reporters.

"The Ministry of Magic's Magical Creatures Department may be responsible for the two recent dragon incidents. Do you agree with this statement?"

"No comment." Harry shook his head, secretly hoping that the Ministry of Magic security would act quickly.

"Some people speculate that goblins are related to this incident. It is reported that the notorious Malfoy family has recently approached Gringotts. Is this related to the conspiracy of Draco Malfoy and his father? Can you express your opinion?" A slowly speaking reporter raised this question.

Harry stopped abruptly.

"Draco Malfoy and I--" Harry raised his voice and paused slightly. He could feel that all the reporters and some of his colleagues from the Ministry of Magic who came to watch the fun were holding their breath, as if waiting for him to reveal some major conspiracy or launch some fierce attacks.

It was widely known that the famous savior and Draco Malfoy's family did not get along. Except for third-rate reporters like Rita Skeeter who made up some fake news about the two of them, everyone else thought they had always been mortal enemies.

All the shorthand pens present were now ready to go, and all the reporters present had their shining eyes fixed on Harry's mouth.

"Draco Malfoy and I are in love. Please retract the groundless accusations against my boyfriend." Harry spoke the whole sentence clearly, then made a path through a group of reporters who didn't react and quickly left the Ministry of Magic.