HP Alternative Conquest

After acquiescing that Bazel would keep it secret, a younger brother who accidentally invaded disappeared on the floor. Bazel has been wondering why McCoff didn't want to keep Sherlock in the office. After all, he is an uncontrollable factor, and the chance of getting out of control is too high.

Holding the wand in his hand again, Bazel felt the unruly power from the wand, stretched out his hand to brush against the wand, Bazel successfully suppressed the restlessness of the wand, maybe the real wand would feel it After all, everything in the wizarding world is magical.

"Okay, go home." Bazel comforted, and when the laboratory reopened, he no longer needed to hand in his wand.

After returning home, Bazel saw his father who was bandaging his arm, and helped him, "Accident?"

"Accident." Mr. Slater hugged his son and whispered, "Don't tell your mother, or she will worry."

"You shouldn't have sent out any more missions." Bazel muttered, "I'll discuss with the godfather to see if we can select newcomers from among the wizards."

"Even after ten years, they may not necessarily choose from wizards, so you don't have to think about it." Mr. Slater gritted his teeth, and Bazel fastened the strap, then patted it.

"Mom, Galahad said you're all back." Bazel took out a brandy glass from the wine cabinet next to him and poured a glass of cognac for Mr. Slater.The wine cabinet at home has biological monitoring, and if Mr. Slater drinks too much, it will alarm, so Bazel is very conscious.

"She's gone to Uncle Frish's house, and she won't be back until the afternoon." Mr. Slater took the glass, sighed for his good son, and said, "Galahad told me that you took Malfoy with you. "

"Well. I've been bothering him for the past few days, and I'm a little sorry." Bazel mixed himself a drink. In fact, he doesn't like to drink, but after finally reaching his age, he still misses the taste.

Mr. Slater looked at the pile of 'juice', 'syrup' and the only brandy with a certain degree of alcohol in his son's hand, and nodded slightly. Although the concoction looked good, this little wine was harmless at all.Then Mr. Slater saw Bazel pouring a bunch of soda and ice into the glass. Was his son a poor drinker?

Bazel came back with the wine glass, and as soon as he sat down, he heard his father say, "Harry also said that if you come back, you must inform him, but he still can't contact him."

Bazel understood, and called Alger, "Go to Harry and tell him I'm back."

"This kid doesn't seem to be willing to believe in everyone's strength." Mr. Slater looked at Bazel who was mixing drinks with a magic wand, as if Bazel accepted it more naturally.

"Harry prefers to rely on his own strength. So his goal is to continue to become stronger." Bazel smiled and paused, "And he doesn't like to listen to my arrangements, but one thing you can rest assured is that Harry will always be strong." Not Voldemort."

"Because Voldemort doesn't have a girlfriend." Mr. Slater smiled. "Speaking of which, Harry found Hermione. As an older brother, Barr, shouldn't you have a goal?"

"Hey, I haven't thought about it yet." Bazel coughed lightly, as if he hadn't thought about it.

"Annie already has two boyfriends." Mr. Slater looked at his eldest son seriously with a playful expression. "I always thought she liked you."

"Father, Anne is my sister." The corner of Bazel's mouth twitched, "She is close to me because we are both wizards." If the prince knew about this misunderstanding, he might be burned without being burned at the stake.

"Is there no one who can tempt my son?" Mr. Slater blinked. He couldn't ask about the laboratory, and Bazel couldn't ask about his mission, so he could only talk about his second concern.

"I'm afraid the person who can make my brother tempted is the perfect figure that came out of the laboratory." Harry appeared in the living room, pulling Hermione and a little dragon, and Alger was standing on the dragon's head.

"I should have anti-apparition in the house." Bazel stood up and hugged Harry, looking at the volcanic ash on him, Bazel used one to clean it up first.

"Welcome back, brother." Harry rubbed the ashes that hadn't disappeared on Bazel's face indifferently.Bazel turned to Hermione, "You too, welcome back." Hermione hugged Bazel, "We're so happy you're back."

"Dad, present." Harry placed the dragon, which was about four or five months old, on the table in the living room, while a transformation turned the table into a cage. "Swedish short-nosed dragon, gorgeous and docile species."

Bazel handed Hermione the Raspberry Screws from the bar, "Are you just letting him go around like this?"

Hermione took a sip of the cold drink, sweet and sour, "When Alger came over, we were holding it and running for our lives. When we saw Alger, we knew you were back, so we simply brought it back."

"Harry led you to hell." Bazel shook his head with a smile, looking at his father who was still in shock, "It's against the law."

"Harry bought a venue in Devonshire, and he can apply for a qualification certificate." Hermione blinked. "Now he rarely acts illegally."

Rarely, that is to say, there were, and there were more in the past. The two brothers, who understood the meaning of Hermione's words, looked at each other. Harry scratched his head and hid behind Hermione.

"Harry, you brought a dinosaur home?" Mr. Slater recovered from his frozen head. His knowledge of this creature was limited to books and Harry had met one in the last competition.

"Fire dragons can be tamed." Harry assured, "I know a very good dragon trainer."

"And there is still a piece of land in Devonshire." Bazel looked at the two of them and helped, "So you can rest assured, Dad."

"Let's keep it in the garden first." Mr. Slater revealed his essence and said with a little expectation.The two brothers looked at each other, Bazel pointed at his wand, the little dragon floated, and Harry went to the front to arrange it.Mr. Slater looked at Hermione sticking out her tongue, nodded and followed the brothers.

"It really is a family." Hermione said, touching Alger's head and smiling.

In the garden, Mr. Slater looked at his two sons, "What are your plans for the future?"

Bazel pursed his lips, "The Academy of Sciences won't use people like us for the time being, so I'm going back to the magic world first."

"Since my brother is going back, I will go back too." Harry smiled, "It's better for me to start with my brother."

a starting point?Bazel, look at Harry, are you dead after traveling for three years?

Harry tilted his head, haven't you also been in touch with Malfoy and Dumbledore all the time.The eyes of the two brothers were caught by Mr. Slater, and he wondered, when did the two sons of his family become so united?For the two brothers whose souls are interlinked, it is really difficult to explain to Mr. Slater.

The author has something to say: Tomorrow, I will go to see the third woman in the morning show~