HP Alternative Conquest

"Unexpectedly, Harry didn't want to be an Auror." Bazel expressed surprise after knowing that Harry took Hermione out on a trip, but he didn't know it at all.

"He said he wanted to gain experience, and he got everyone's consent." Lucius sat on the sofa in the ice cream shop, just like sitting in his minister's office, "except you."

"And you actually chose to help him keep it a secret." Bazel looked at this big friend and pouted childishly.

"Maintaining a good relationship with the savior is one of the internal contracts of the Ministry of Magic." Lucius smiled. "After all, not everyone can accept that you disappeared for a few years without any reason."

"Perhaps the people around me will have to get used to it in the future." Bazel shrugged. He was alone in his previous life, so it can be said that he saved a lot of problems coaxing his family back home. The people around him in this life are more mysterious than him. There is nothing to say, everyone understands .

"I've always wondered why he didn't want to tell you?" Lucius didn't approve of Bazel's attitude, especially when they were all concerned about him.

"Because I would suggest that he go to a university to take classes first, but he obviously wants to focus on the magic world." Bazel raised his eyebrows, saying that he would never agree, so Harry didn't tell him.

"He didn't go by himself, but let many graduates go." Lucius looked at Bazel, "I have 15 people registered here."

"That's quite a lot." Bazel was surprised. "He should remember to let them go to different countries to reduce the pressure on the Ministry of Magic."

"He remembers. Looks like I have something to thank you for."

"No, it's common sense."

Lucius looked forward to the time when Bazel was too busy eating dessert to talk, why did he feel that his attack power was stronger?

Five minutes later, Lucius looked at Bazel and said seriously, "Are you angry just now?"

Bazel, who was spooning caramel sauce, looked up, "Isn't it obvious?"

"Well—" Lucius smiled, "It's okay."

After coming out of the ice cream shop, Bazel, who couldn't go back to school because he had already graduated, accepted the minister's invitation and came to Malfoy's house.

"Draco also complained to me that he never succeeded in inviting you over," Lucius led Bazel through the door. "He's gone to the International Coordination Department and is on a business trip in Germany recently, otherwise the two of you can catch up on old times."

"Fortunately, that's the case," Bazel chuckled, "otherwise I would have fought him once before I got the wand." Although Draco later took the position of head of the academy by virtue of his strength, but with Bazel Draco would always mind this pervert who graduated early.

"Your wand, this is indeed a big problem." Lucius looked at Bazel disapprovingly, "After you get your wand back, you need to calm it down."

"Will it explode?" Bazel looked at Lucius flatly, and if it would explode, he must tell Mycroft.

"No, but it will be very disobedient for a while." Lucius shook his snake stick, "Trust me."

"As long as it belongs to me, you will obey me." Bazel smiled, and he was very relieved about it.

Lucius raised his eyebrows, "This is the best."

That night, Bazel took out his notes from his luggage and began to reproduce the final report and thesis. Although the experiment was terminated, the relevant ideas were very useful for future research.There is still much to do.

After staying up all night, Bazel made a copy and asked Alger to send out the report. He still needs to investigate the paper.

On the second day, check the information and supplement the paper.

On the third day, perfection, and contact with the professors.

On the fourth day, a certain housekeeper looked at the landlord who came to confirm his existence, "Is there something wrong?"

Three days later, the landlord who had been lavishly ignored for a week began to doubt his own existence. After asking about the black phoenix who came to beg for meat, Lucius found Bazel who was about to say goodbye, "Bazel, I think Do you know anything in the wizarding world that attracts you? Except desserts."

Bazel blinked, "A lot, magic, knowledge, history."

"Then why can you lock yourself in the room for seven days?" Lucius expressed surprise at Bazel's ability to stay at home.

Bazel froze for a moment, "Ah, I thought it was a safe house." He subconsciously regarded this place as a safe house after the mission, but forgot that he had a landlord, and he forgot that this landlord had flashed a few days ago for a moment.

Lucius, who already had a good understanding of the Muggle terminology, pursed his lips, shook his neck, and said with a slight smile, "You can refer to it next time in your safe house."

Knowing that Malfoy's family usually think too much, Bazel expressed guilt for his behavior in the past few days, and invited Lucius to choose clothes from a famous tailor shop by the way.

At present, Lucius, who accepts Muggles well, is disrespectful. The main reason is that the pride in Bazel's eyes that you are sure to be satisfied with has quietly dissipated his depression these days. For no reason, Lucius feels that the person in front of him On the contrary, Bazel was the most relaxed one.

The arrival of the two did not arouse the owner's surprise, and after Bazel said that he had made an appointment with Mr. Lancelot, the owner pointed to the fitting room No. [-] next to him, "Mr. Lancelot's friend is waiting there." You, he asked me to convey his apologies for not being able to come in person."

"I think his friends will also give us good advice." Bazel nodded resolutely, then turned to Lucius, "Please."

In fitting room No. [-], Bazel looked at the person wearing glasses in front of him, "Hello."

"Hello, Mr. Slater, Mr. Malfoy, I'm Galahad." Galahad nodded to the two, "I'm sorry Lancelot was delayed due to some unchangeable things, but what he promised I will do the same."

"I suggest choosing your favorite accessories before choosing a suit, which will increase the pleasure after dressing a lot." Galahad is calm and handsome, without losing a little humor, and the shopping process is accurate enough that no one minute is wasted. Time, and his adherence to the gentleman's tradition also made the two happy physically and mentally.

After leaving the fitting room of the tailor shop, Bazel borrowed Alger to come to McCoff's office. Bazel still cared about the comforting wand that Lucius reminded again before leaving.

But the person he saw in the office was not Mycroft, "Sherlock, what are you doing here?" Bazel's sudden appearance startled those who hadn't changed their disguise yet.

"Wow, oh. Ah, Bazel." Sherlock got off the chair and straightened his coat. "It turned out that he turned off the surveillance in the office because you were coming over."

"Obviously." Bazel walked carefully to the vibrating drawer, and with an unlocking spell, he opened the drawer containing his wand and Time Converter, and took out eagerly flying out to rub his wand. This was Lucius By the way, won't the wand be happy?

"It's really amazing." Sherlock looked at Bazel, then at the lock that he had spent a long time opening, "Amazing."