HP Alternative Conquest

Chapter 34 "Merlin Doesn't Care About Him?"

Outside the station, Mrs. Slater looked at the sons who appeared almost at the end, her eyes widened, "Baal, you are bullying Harry again."

"No, Mom, I made it myself." Harry shook his bald head before saying.Bazel's face was as usual, but his eyes were full of helplessness, and then he turned his gaze to Draco, and was about to change the topic when he heard Draco take the initiative to say: "Sorry, ma'am, it's my spell that failed. ,talent--"

"It made him bald." Draco gritted his teeth, neither calling Potter nor Harry.Bazel looked at the two with great interest, these two little friends.

Harry glared at Draco, then apologized to Mrs Slater, "I made him long black too."

"Ahem, mom, this is Draco Malfoy, he will spend this summer vacation with us, is that okay?" Bazel grabbed Draco who was about to talk, and if the two of them got into a fight, it would be endless .

"Of course." Alger had already gone back to deliver the letter. Although it was a bit sudden, it was no problem for their family to entertain a child. "I am their mother, you can call me Aunt Rosa."

Bazel nodded greatly. His mother's full name is a bit long.

"Thank you, Aunt Rosa, I'm Draco." Draco faced the lady in front of him. Although he knew she was a Muggle, the lady in front of him was no different from those in the wizarding world, even more vitality.

"Okay, let's get in the car first." Mrs. Slater said, reaching out to touch Harry's bald head, "Hahahahahahaha"

Mrs. Slater looked at her eldest son, "Baal, you sit with Draco, and Harry sits in the co-pilot." After speaking, she took Harry, who was blushing from her laughter, into the car.Bazel looked at the tangled Draco, "Get in the car."

"I--"

"Otherwise, I'll let Alger drive you." Bazel opened the car door, looked at Draco, "You choose." What kind of announcement did Lucius make? Secretly complain.

"..." The experience on the train was not good, Alger was smoking everywhere.Draco sat in the car silently, his legs were tight, his back was straight, and his whole body was stiff.Bazel was helpless, "Relax, or you will fall."

"Bar~ don't slander your mother's driving skills." Mrs. Slater protested, "Also, don't underestimate the car your father bought from the factory."

"Huh?" Only then did Bazel realize that in front of their seats, there was a logo that obviously did not belong to this brand of model.Looking at the window again, it turned out that he had already set off. "I was wrong, Mom." Anyway, it's right to apologize first.

Draco looked out following Bazel's line of sight, and found that they had already set off, and his face turned pale.Bazel closed his eyes, he kind of wanted to use Draco to faint?

"By the way, Barr, Academician Wensen said that if you come back, go to the laboratory first, it seems that you have made some big discoveries." Mrs. Slater looked in the rearview mirror, "Are you going?"

Bazel raised his eyebrows, then shook his head and said, "I'd better arrange them first." If these two explode, it will be worse than the laboratory explosion.

"Why don't you go there first and then go straight home?" Mrs. Slater smiled, she knew her son was reliable.

It will be about half an hour before we get home, Bazel blinked, "Forget it, what Academician Wen Sen wants me to see is definitely what he has already made, and he wants to show it off in front of me."

"How did I hear that when you were in the lab, your name was Gravin, not Academician Wensen?" Mrs. Slater teased. The younger son is thin-skinned and sensitive, and the older son is better at molesting.

"That's because he caused me trouble." Bazel muttered, "I didn't mean it."

Draco's eyes widened, what's going on?Bazel looked at Draco, reached out to press the partition, and was locked by Mrs. Slater, "Listen to me honestly, your father can't bear to talk about you, but I can."

Bazel silently covered his face with a pillow, listening to his mother chanting.

Three or ten minutes later, Mrs. Bazel parked the car in a serious manner, and the expressions of Harry and Draco had transitioned from surprise, sluggishness, to admiration.

"Alger," Bazel said, looking at the mother who sacrificed her son's image in exchange for experiment time, bowed slightly, and then disappeared into the car. "I'll be back for dinner."

"Don't believe what he said." Mrs. Slater shrugged, stretched her hand past Harry, looked at Draco again, and stretched out her hand, "Can you?"

"Yes, ma'am, I mean Aunt Rosa." Draco reached out to hold Mrs. Slater, feeling the warmth from the role of mother again.

"Okay, Basil's dad has gone to work, and we have a lot of work to do before the two of them come back." Mrs. Slater smiled and led the two children upstairs, "But, Harry, you need a wig .”

"Mother--"

"Don't laugh! Malfoy."

Sometimes a mother's instincts are far more accurate than she is as a woman.By the time Harry and Draco saw Bazel again, their birthdays had passed.

"Sorry mom." After Bazel came back, he gave Mrs. Slater a hug, and then looked at his father who had just returned a few days ago, "Hi, Dad."

"I thought you were going to spend your summer vacation at Winson." Mr. Slater hugged his son, "How is it going?"

"Extremely smooth." Bazel blinked. "Actually, I am looking forward to participating in the final stage of the experiment."

"Your level is not enough, don't think about it." Mr. Slater picked up the newspaper again, and was picked up by Bazel, "But Uncle McCoff said, you can fight for me."

"I'll call him." Mr. Slater raised his eyebrows. Bioenergy is not Bazel's research direction.

Bazel, an energy expert in the previous life, looked at his father, "Are you sure you mentioned Uncle McCaw?"

"Bazel, it seems that you still haven't finished your homework." Mr. Slater pursed his lips and successfully countered with one sentence.The corner of Bazel's mouth twitched, "You can do whatever you want."

"Mom, Draco, he—" Harry ran over, caught sight of Bazel, and stood at attention.Bazel raised his eyebrows, "Hi, Harry."

"Bazel, you're finally back." Harry stepped forward and hugged his brother, and his frizzy head, which had recovered, was pinned down by his brother.

"Are you suing just now?" Bazel looked at Harry and asked seriously.

"Uh--I mean, Draco broke the rules of the game." Harry puffed out.

"I didn't. It's obviously you. If you can't make a sneak attack, you still have to blame me for taking precautions." Draco walked over and smiled when he saw Bazel, "I really can't believe it."

"Why are you guarding against my sneak attack?"

"Because you will sneak attack."

Bazel silently withdrew from the two, looked at Mr. Slater, "Dad, did you take out that set again?"

"The upgraded version, this is a training course that has been eliminated, so it's not a violation." Mr. Slater squinted his eyes and backed away with his son.Mrs. Slater looked at the two unreliable ones, clapped her hands and said, "Okay, truce, Harry, and Draco will also rest for a while, and he is going to the museum tomorrow. Barr is going to do his homework, and you, go to work."

"Honey I just got back."

"Mom, I just got home."

"Go—" Mrs. Slater habitually pulled one with each hand, instantly resolving the battle.Bazel rubbed his chin, "Dad, I think I wasted my mother's talent."

"It's okay, there's Harry." Mr. Slater put his arms around his son's shoulders, "Come on, first go to the study and explain this little Malfoy to me."

"That's what I want to say too." Bazel squinted and smiled.

In the study, the father and son sat opposite each other. Mr. Slater also read the book left by Bazel two days ago, so it is not difficult to understand what Bazel said, but "what if that Bella finds us?" ?”

"Mr. Malfoy can guarantee that his son will not be disturbed." Bazel shrugged. "So we are also very safe. As far as I know, he is very good at dealing with madmen."

"After all, is it the higher-ups in the later period of Voldemort?" Mr. Slater nodded. "By the way, he gave you and Harry birthday presents."

The corner of Bazel's mouth twitched, "It doesn't seem to matter."

"Here." Mr. Slater took out an embossed black box from the desk drawer, "I promise I haven't opened it."

"Uh—Actually, it doesn't matter if you open it." Bazel doubted whether it was a boxing glove with a spring inside.

"It was a broomstick he gave Harry," Mr. Slater reminded.Bazel blinked, sure enough.

"This is, a scepter?" Bazel opened the box, looked at the metal object inside, and reached out to pick it up. In the next second, the color that was originally biased towards brass turned into a silver-white metallic color, and the place where the handshake was held turned into a Similar to the handle of a wand, the round head at the top and the retractable structure all indicate that this is a pointer.

Bazel raised his eyebrows, this is interesting. "Dad, come and get it."

The pointer came into the hands of Mr. Slater, and the style became his favorite civilized stick. "A magical alchemical product." Mr. Slater blinked, and the evaluation he blurted out was not at all like an ordinary person.

"It can be used in class later." Bazel blinked, took it back into his hand, looked at the silver-white pointer, and smiled.

"Are you a professor?"

"No, I'm a teaching assistant. By the way, I'm helping the people in the college with tuition." Bazel squinted his eyes, put the pointer back in his pocket, and looked at his father, "Uncle McCoff said that Lestrange would be listed as a Wanted, what do you think?"

"And he knows?" Mr. Slater stared, he just thought of it.

"Well—since it's a wizard to deal with, it's not too difficult to use a wizard to help." Bazel blinked and smiled, "Uncle McCoff's words."

"Wait, why did he go to your place?" Mr. Slater looked at his son, beating a villain named Mycroft frantically in his head.

"He has a first-level authority." Bazel continued to irritate his father, "By the way, he may ask you retired personnel to help, for the sake of confidentiality."

"Merlin doesn't care about him?"

"God has nothing to do with Holmes."

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