Harry Potter: Reunion with the Enemy

"Knock, knock, knock" three polite and rhythmic knocks on the door sounded. Draco put down the medicine brush in his hand and opened the door of the apartment.

The weather is very good today. The clean sunlight pours in through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the apartment, dazzling yet gentle.

Alex walked in cautiously, and the first thing he saw was his squash teacher - Harry's back with his pajamas half-undone, with some shallow scars on it, and half of the skin had been covered with medicine.

"Long time no see, Brother Harry." Alex couldn't help but smile, and walked straight to the sofa. Because the drug hadn't dried yet, he couldn't give Harry a hug, so Alex pinched Harry's face instead. "I've heard about your adventures, but it's a pity that I can't join you. I also want to see a dragon."

"I didn't expect that my father would allow me to come to your place. The previous few tutors were fired by my father just because they were a few minutes late. But when I ask for leave here, my father will let me come to your place for classes." Alex was very excited and obviously felt very happy to come and play with the two teachers.

"I also heard that you are a wizard, and I had a heated discussion with Draco about which house you would be in if you studied at Hogwarts." Harry blinked, and then was guided by Draco's hand to lie down and continue to apply the potion that would not leave scars. "I didn't expect to see my future junior after graduation. I would say welcome to join Gryffindor."

"Can I go to any college I want?" Alex asked curiously.

"The Sorting Hat will listen to your opinion." Harry adjusted his crouching angle and continued talking to Alex. "I insisted on not going to Slytherin, and the Sorting Hat respected my wishes."

"Heh." Draco snorted. "So you and I were originally from the same house."

"Yes, someone told me that there were a lot of bad wizards in Slytherin." Harry laughed at the memory, "So I decided not to associate with bad wizards."

"So what are you doing now? Running downstairs at night to break half of the wizards' beds?" Draco felt Harry's arm around his calf.

"People change - I like bad wizards." Harry closed his eyes.

"So don't change the Sorting Hat's opinion on your own initiative." Draco reminded Alex calmly, "You will miss seven years of love."

"If I had gone to Slytherin, I'm afraid the Minister of Magic would be Tom Riddle now." Harry sighed, "Forget it."

"If this means we can go to class together, play Quidditch together, and go to Puddy's Tea House together, I will seriously consider it." After applying the medicine, Draco rubbed Harry's head vigorously and turned to leave the living room. "I only have one chance to be seventeen. When will you pay me back what you owe me, the Sorting Hat..."

Draco brought some first-year magic course materials for Alex. "I don't think it makes much sense to continue teaching you the Muggle private school exam content now. Why don't you just start learning magic in advance? Then it will be easier to learn after school starts."

"Of course!" Alex cheered.

"You can look through these textbooks first." Draco picked out a few and handed them to Alex. "There will be a list of books after school starts, and you will need to buy a wand and a pet. You can even see your squash teacher in the textbooks."

Harry's head shot up. "What?"

"You've been included in the new edition of History of Magic. Do you want to read it?" Draco lazily took out "Hogwarts, A History" and handed it to Harry. "Important Events and Battles of Hogwarts."

"My only pleasure in History of Magic class is to look through the biographies of these characters, and then subtract their year of birth from their year of death to see how many years they lived." Harry covered his face. He turned to the school history of the last few years and found himself. "Or poke at their photos."

"But there is no column for spouse in your current book introduction. I think I have a chance to appear there." Draco looked at the immature photo of Harry in the History of Magic textbook and laughed. "If that's the case, I won't mind having my photo poked by batches of freshmen."

"Come to think of it - you haven't bought a new wand yet. You accidentally broke your wand in the goblin's underwater dungeon." Harry seemed to remember something, "Olivander's wand shop has reopened."

"Tomorrow is the auction. Even though it's a Muggle event, shouldn't we bring our wands?" Harry stood up with his arms supporting himself. "Come on, I'll go buy you a new one."

"Actually, after listening to you use wandless magic, I've been thinking about whether to reduce my reliance on the wand." Draco replied. "How did you master the skill of wandless magic in such a short time?"

"What I tried in the dungeon was just the most basic fire spell. Perhaps more advanced and complex spells still require the assistance of a wand. As for the mastery process, you still need to concentrate and let yourself feel the magical power in your body." Harry gestured.

"There is still a lot to learn. For example, magic like Animagus is also very practical." Draco glanced thoughtfully at the California king snake curled up beside him. "Many times, it is very convenient to transform into an animal form."

"Practicing this kind of magic is difficult. It requires years of experimentation and one must be prepared for the unexpected and failures."

"And of course, I'm going to learn Parseltongue," Draco said, looking Harry straight in the eye.

"Even if you just say I love you, I will be very happy." Harry suddenly felt the urge to get into Draco's arms again.

"Teach me, I can memorize all the syllables." Draco insisted, "I think this is very important to me, so that I can use Parseltongue to speak something that only you can understand. My new pet California King Snake can also accompany me to practice."

"Words that only I can understand."

Harry repeated Draco's words, "Okay. Parseltongue, wandless spells, and Animagus, these may take a long, long time to learn."

"If it's for the purpose of being with you in the future, then it's not too late for me to start learning now." Seeing that Harry agreed, Draco continued, "Since it's difficult for me to stop you from running around, I can at least increase my speed to catch up with you."

"The disappearance on the island was an accident—" Harry gave up his defense, "I won't do it again next time."

Draco touched Harry's lips tenderly, "I can find you. This is the awareness of being a savior lover."

Harry buried his head in Draco's shoulder and touched his neck with the tip of his nose, then remembered that it seemed like it was still tutoring time, and then pushed Draco away.

"Let's buy your wand first. There are also some magic monographs that we can no longer borrow from the Hogwarts Library," Harry suggested.

"Are we going shopping?" Alex looked up from his textbook "Standard Spells (Level 1)" and listened keenly to the conversation between the two teachers.

"Oh no, we can't take up our junior's precious tutoring time." Draco pouted, "Turn to the first page and start explaining now. If you don't learn it, you won't be dismissed--"