HP Alternative Conquest

The next morning, Harry and Draco didn't wake up until almost twelve o'clock, and Bazel had to lament that the two men's strong nerves recovered by sleeping.

Hearing Bazel's praise, the expressions on the faces of the two were a bit subtle, obviously they had insomnia and didn't fall asleep until early in the morning.

However, Harry and Draco recovered quickly, and they tacitly avoided related topics until a week later, Mr. Slater brought back a piece of not-so-good news.

"Dumbledore's appointment, he said that Fudge wanted to meet with you." Mr. Slater looked at the three of Bazel after lunch, "It's up to you whether to see or not."

Bazel blinked, "Harry and Draco can't hide from Fudge no matter what, I'm fine." Bazel looked at the other two, smiled and said: "So, give me this chance, brothers? "

"I'm older than you." Draco breathed a sigh of relief, meeting Fudge with Dumbledore was not a good arrangement, he would prefer to leave this matter to his father, but now his father should not know.

"It's less than a month, it can be ignored." Bazel smiled, and then looked at Mr. Slater, "Can I bring Fudge to the laboratory?"

Mr. Slater shook his head, "We have agreed with the Prime Minister that if we meet, we will be in his office."

Harry and Draco looked at the slightly disappointed Bazel, and suddenly realized that the laboratory that Fudge would see would not be the same laboratory as they would.

"When?" Bazel was indeed a little disappointed, and he wanted to show Fudge the ability to spread bacteria.

"According to the Prime Minister's time, he said that this is the first time someone has formally made an appointment, so it is necessary to arrange it carefully." Mr. Slater smiled. "If it is not prohibited by law, I think the Prime Minister will officially record this meeting."

"Actually, private archives are still possible." Bazel touched his nose. In the past, including now, they have discovered many things that are not allowed. Although they can only choose to destroy them in the end, they can still keep a copy of the archives.The general excuse is—writing materials originating from life, of course, it is better to publish another book to prove that I am indeed writing.

"Better not to let him know." Mr. Slater looked at the three children. "Okay, now who wants a Star Wars?"

Given that Draco's excuse for coming here was to learn gymnastics, it really didn't make sense not to practice.

Bazel was confined to recuperate at home, but he really didn't want to move, so he stood in the corner as a hostage, watching his father, Dark Duck, fight with two little Jedi knights, and Merlin knew why Draco was killed by Star Wars just like Harry. Attracted irresistibly.

For Bazel, the artistic language and charm of movies are undeniable but unindulgent. He has always disliked watching movies.

"Baal, do you want afternoon tea?" Mrs. Slater lowered the black tea rope in a small flower basket to feed the hostages, and there was a small macaron beside the teacup.

"Thank you, Mom." Bazel picked up the teacup and dragged it in his hand, then put the crispy macaron into his mouth first.Mrs. Slater is very helpless about her son's habit of loving desserts. Macarons are eaten with tea, and a little bit can relieve the bitterness of black tea. There is no one like Bazel who directly sips it down.

"Anne said that if you are free recently, you can visit her house." Mrs. Slater shook her phone, and on the other side of the screen was Princess Anne kissing her mother.

"I think if I set the time, I will see more than Anne, right?" Bazel smiled, but still picked up the teacup and said, "I will have time the day after tomorrow."

"Why not now?" Annie looked at Bazel's position from top to bottom, "Are you standing still? Barr~"

"Brother." Bazel raised his eyebrows, why did he suddenly change his address.

"No, just call me Baal." Annie stuck out her tongue, "I've grown up, so I don't need to be called brother anymore."

Little girl's nonsense.Barr shook his head, suddenly thinking that next year Anne would also receive an admission letter from Hogwarts, and judging from the current situation, Hogwarts is not a safe place.No wonder Anne's mother was concerned.

"I'm just playing a game with them." Bazel motioned to his mother to turn the camera forward, but was refused, Mrs. Slater refused to show her husband's Duck in front of the prince.So Bazel explained, "I'm a hostage."

"Hahaha, are you waiting for the princess to come to rescue?" Annie laughed and fell behind the camera. A cartoon emotion called a black line appeared on the three heads posing in front of her. Harry's lines almost choked in his throat.

"Yeah, I think you are the only one who can save me." Bazel smiled cooperatively.

"Okay, I'll learn swordsmanship, and then I'll save you~" Annie said, leaving the screen.Bazel looked at the smiling mother behind him and blinked.

And everything was just as Bazel expected. When he went to visit Anne's house, he faced a dozen pairs of sparkling eyes. Annie ran up to Bazel and said, "I told them, you can take us to horse riding."

"I'd rather take you to ride a broomstick." Bazel said with a smile through his teeth. He is a tech geek. Although he has a father who is in Jue, he doesn't like riding horses, let alone take care of this group of children. girl. "Are you punishing me?"

"Yeah, who asked you to celebrate your birthday in the laboratory." Annie tilted her head with a smile, turned her head and said to the sisters, "No problem."

Bazel had no choice but to smile and nodded to the others, "Don't worry, I'll make arrangements." Turning around, Bazel called Harry who was at home.

"Harry, how are you riding?"

"If a horse was like a broom." Harry's mouth twitched, he didn't have time to learn how to ride a horse.

"Is Draco here?" Bazel chose next.

"Yes, wait a minute." Harry took his mobile phone and ran to Little Platinum, who was introducing oil paintings to Mrs. Slater, "Bazel is looking for you."

Draco pursed his lips and picked up the phone with a serious face, "What's the matter?" The receiver of the phone was about two centimeters away from his ear.

"How about equestrian skills?" Bazel knew that Draco's habit hadn't changed, so he cut it short.

"very good."

"Okay, let Ken take you and Harry to the Aaronke Racecourse, and then give the phone to my mother, thank you." Bazel asked directly, and Draco raised his eyebrows, but he still complied.

"Barr, have you encountered any problems?" Mrs. Slater silently switched on the speakerphone while listening to the elder son moaning across from her.

"Mom—Annie invited a group of girls to let me take them to ride horses!" Bazel said helplessly, "I'd rather take them to the science and technology museum or to the playground, but now I'd better prepare them for riding clothes, Draco's I'll send Alger to the dressing room of the racecourse, haven't Harry's been retrieved yet?"

A series of Harry's clothes have been made, but some are still in the tailor's shop, because they may change in size when they are needed.

"I'll let Ken drop by to take it out." Mrs. Slater smiled, and her son recovered a little faster this time. "Don't worry, it's fun."

Here, the prince and his wife were persuaded with promises. When Bazel led a group of chattering girls on the road, he looked at Anne, "I told your mother that I would take you to the library, so now each of you prepares a set of five." One hundred words of reading notes, if you can't finish writing, you are not allowed to go."

Annie looked at Bazel and silently conveyed homework to her sister group.

On the other side, Lucius twitched the corner of his mouth when he saw the meaning expressed by Alger, they were really in a mood.

On the racecourse, Bazel leaned aside and looked at the girls picking horses. Beside him was the most honest and calm horse in the racecourse. Although he was only two years old, he was already known as Old Jack's thoroughbred racehorse.Because Basil has always disliked riding horses, Mr. Slater didn't buy him his own horse, because buying a horse is meaningless if you don't develop feelings for him since childhood.

But Bazel twitched the corners of his eyes when he saw the two men coming on horseback from the opposite side, "Here."

Harry and Draco looked at Bazel, mouths twitching.

Two hours ago, the two who learned the truth of the matter looked at each other and said goodbye to Mrs. Slater to prepare.On the way, Draco looked at Harry and asked, "Was Bazel also this bad before?"

Harry nodded as he thought of Bazel playing a fool even though he knew who he was.

"He does this often?" Draco shook his head in surprise, and smiled, "It's not good."

Harry pouted aggrievedly, nodded in agreement, then narrowed his eyes and said, "Maybe we can help."

The first step of action is not to pick horses in front of girls.Draco and Harry's knowledge of horses is still limited to theory, and Draco is better, but limited, so compared to the unprepared Bazel, the two picked horses in another shed, and talked with the horse farm Some people made a surprise tutoring session.Draco was in charge of knowing where some of the horse's flaws would show up, after all being picky and distasteful was his specialty.Harry is responsible for remembering the bloodlines, personalities, names of the horses in Bazel's shed, and the star horses in this farm. After all, for a person who started from scratch in a year, shorthand is something that must be mastered. ability.

The second step of action is to play dumb.Harry and Draco trotted towards Bazel, and began to show the strengths of their chosen horses, for Bazel to comment on.

Bazel looked at the two, shrugged and said: "For me, what I like is the best, so - I don't care about the others. But it seems that you like Char and Persia very much, their grandmother It's Concubine II, these two little guys have inherited their grandmother's gentleness very well, haven't they?" Bazel stretched out his hand from his pocket, fed sugar cubes to the mounts of the two little knights, and then He reached out and patted the horse's head, "Okay, let's go, I think our girls need help."

Annie jumped, "I can do it!"

"I believe in you." Bazel smiled.Draco and Harry got off their horses, looked at Bazel beside them, and prepared for the third step.