pure blood loyalist

After the Malfoy mother and son left, Harry reappeared in the black magic store again. Mr. Bojin was combing the greasy hair hanging on his face repeatedly with his hands, looking at the people who had gone and returned with some surprise.He walked out of the counter again with a stoop.

"Mr. Potter."

"Hello, Mr. Bojin." Then he wandered around the store leisurely, looking at the coffin-like disappearing cabinet with unkind eyes.

Bojinbok followed Harry closely and watched his every move.

"Do you remember those people who used to work here?" Harry asked without looking at the man.

"Maybe, maybe not."

"Then do you remember Tom Riddle's clerk?" Harry said lightly, but at this moment he fixed his eyes on Borginberg, trying to find all the details of his expression and behavior, but fortunately the shock was too intense , Mr. Bokin even took a few steps back as if Harry was going to attack his enemy.

"No——I don't know him. You should leave, Mr. Potter!" He pulled out his wand and pointed it at Harry in a gaffe, as if he would cast a spell without hesitation as long as he heard the answer of refusal.

"Harry!" Fred called out from the door

"Finally found you!" George pushed the door open, saw the confrontation between the two sides, and immediately took out his wand and shouted at Borginberg, "Disarm you!"

He obviously underestimated the strength of Mr. Bo Jin. This person who can open a black magic shop in the UK and survive here should not be underestimated.Simultaneously fired spells burst in the air

"Disarm you" Fred followed closely behind and made up the knife again.

Boginbock's face was as black as old ashes in the shop, "Mr. Weasley." He still maintained the last etiquette.

Fred held Borginbock's wand as if he was holding something dirty, and looked at Harry who was standing beside him silently, "Hey buddy, do you need help?"

Harry shook his head, and said gently to Borginberg, "Mr. Borgin, I have Riddle's things here." He didn't say whether he was referring to the diary or something else. Voldemort stole Hedge when he was working here. Patch's cup and Slytherin's locket, and Lucius' diary from his second year, apparently Borginbock had heard of it too.

Leaving Borginbock alone in meditation, Harry heard Fred ask after he went out, "What did you say to him just now?" When Harry was talking just now, he cast a spell with wandless magic to prevent eavesdropping. Exuberant bad factors thank you for your sensitivity.

"Huh? I don't have it." Harry was very dazed, no matter what, the Weasley brothers would never have thought that he would have such advanced magic.

"No?" Fred looked at George suspiciously.

"No way." George smiled generously, but at the same time as Fred looked at Harry with eyes of discovering a new game.

"Have you selected the location of your store yet?" Harry changed the topic, and reminded these two big guys that they were short-handed—please let them go.

After returning home, Alex had already sorted out all the clothes that needed to be prepared for school, and even replaced the suitcase with a high-grade leather style. Harry didn't know which poor guy's leather it was, but this was not possible, it was too ostentatious. It's hard to explain why Harry Potter suddenly took material things seriously, God knows - he didn't.

After Harry sent Alex away, he sat on the bed alone and meditated, thinking of his godfather, the reason why Sirius was not crazy in Azkaban was because he accidentally got the Daily Prophet, an article reported that the Weasleys got a Prophet Daily Golden Long Award for a trip to Egypt article - there is a picture of the Weasley family on it, and a mouse with a missing toe is also on it.He knew exactly who it was: it wasn't Ron's pet Scabbers, it was Peter Pettigrew.Peter is still alive, then Harry may be in danger.

It can be said that Sirius worked hard to survive for himself. Although it is often said that he mistook himself for his father, Harry knew that the man who died because of him was not so loyal to Dumbledore, no matter when, right or wrong , he was the one who stood behind him absolutely unconditionally, because he only had himself, which made Harry feel that the Black family had a kind of protective plot, Narcissa doted on and protected Draco, and Sirius pampered and protected him.If possible, he also wanted to give Sirius a family back.He also wanted to tell his godfather how proud and even ashamed he had a younger brother, Regulus Black.

In fact, Harry privately thought that Regulus and Draco were very similar, one adored his brother and the other adored his father.They are both so cowardly and fragile, with Slytherin's specialty of judging the situation and shrewdness, Blake, who is gentle and kind to house elves, and Draco, who has a unicorn core wand, they should be beautiful people in essence.They respect pure blood and fight for family honor. No matter who they follow, they will dedicate everything in their own way to the ancient pure blood family.It is undeniable that the word family has a fatal attraction to Harry. He has no sense of belonging since he was a child. When he saw the actions of the Malfoy family to protect their family even though they fell into the abyss, it was hard to say which one was more to blame or envy.

Harry had a sleepless night.His parents kept looming in the dream, but never spoke; Draco lay open on the icy street and blamed him for not getting there sooner; when the scar on his head tingled and woke up with a start, Harry found Ron already dressed and talking to him.

"—you'd better hurry up, mother is in a hurry, she says we're going to miss the train"

Escorted by a group of people to the station, Mrs. Weasley pushed Harry to the door before departure, hissing in dissatisfaction, "I swear to God, you have to act more like a dog, Sirius! "

So Sirius even scratched two wild cats on the road, and the road was uneventful.Once inside the station they wandered as usual close to the guardrail between platforms nine and ten until the slippery slope became clear.Then they leaned forward one by one and easily entered platform nine and three-quarters through the guardrail, where the Hogwarts Express was emitting black steam, and the platform was full of students and their families preparing to board the train.Harry smelled the familiar smell again

"Beautiful dog, Harry!" said a tall boy in a frightened tone.

"Thank you, Lee." Harry grinned, while Sirius wagged his tail wildly.

"I'm really worried about Gryffindor's eyes." The familiar aria came from one side slowly, and the three platinum-blond heads were a little dangling in the sunlight.

"Gryffindor doesn't need to waste your attention, Draco." Lucius stared at Sirius uncomfortably while speaking.

"You're right, Father." Draco smiled happily, and then teased the nigrum in the cage trying to make it spew out a little flame. It would be even better if it stopped sleeping!

"Oh god - is that a dragon?" Hermione whispered in Ron's ear in surprise

"Impossible, that's illegal, Professor?" Ron looked at Moody, the menacing looking man with one eye constantly rolling around Nigrum.

"Lucius traveled frequently for this beast in the past period. I heard that the approval document came down, and it was verified that it was an ancient species of winged lizard, at least not an Animagus."

"Winged lizard? Isn't that a lizard? Heh—a black lizard." Ron raised his voice.

"My brother said that lizards are of no value." Ginny dutifully echoed from the side, and she couldn't understand the boy who was showing off like a peacock.

"Hey—it's not dead, it's motionless."

"Probably it is afraid of being blinded when it opens its eyes"

The taunting words made Draco's face stiffen, he stared at the nigrum hoping it would open its eyes and make a riot, and even opened the cage.

"Draco!" Narcissa scolded him for his gaffe.

Draco woke up and wanted to close the cage, but he didn't expect the nigrum to jump out like a predator waiting for an opportunity in a doze, leaving everyone at a loss.

Lucius even pulled out his wand, the Malfoys couldn't do the faux pas of catching a dragon in public.

"No! Father!" You can't cast a spell on nigrum, dragons are a narrow-minded people.

"You are responsible for your own actions! Draco!" As soon as Lucius said that, Draco's face turned pale.

On the other side, the red-haired brother watching the show even whistled, but Draco's eyes followed the flying nigrum anxiously.

To everyone's surprise, the nigrum flew towards Weasley after spinning around in the air, and landed on Harry's hair with an exclamation.

Harry was a little speechless, does this guy like to make nests in his hair so much?

"Oh! Malfoy! What are you trying to do to Harry!" To them, everything in Malfoy's house was dangerous.

"It's okay, don't scare it." Harry comforted everyone and put down their wands, then grabbed the nigrum and hugged it, two pairs of dark green eyeballs looked at each other.

"You—" It seems.

Hermione immediately found the similarity in the weirdness, but found it impossible to say it.

Nigrum licked Harry's finger holding it, as if expressing his hunger. Although Malfoy's blood was sweet, it also needed the blood of its owner from time to time!This unscrupulous owner! Every generation of Potter is so unreliable!

But in everyone's eyes, this scene was very harmonious, "It seems to like Harry very much." Ginny subconsciously praised.

"Of course—after being with Malfoy for so long," Ron said mockingly, looking at Draco's embarrassed face, feeling that half of the revenge of the previous years was almost avenged.

Hey, Harry sighed softly in his heart, even Chiron didn't help him and added to the chaos, seeing Draco's stiff look, he didn't know how to speak.Probably pissed off already.

Little thing, can't you cooperate with Draco to show off and get in the car and continue to sleep?

Harry walked towards the Malfoys with his nigrum in his arms,

"Harry!" The worried cry was suppressed by Harry's head shaking back.

When he came to Draco and handed the nigrum to him, Draco saw four identical green eyes looking at him innocently together, uh—the sudden sense of weirdness made his shame and anger disappear a bit.

Narcissa looked at Harry but began to lose her mind, as if she had grasped something and seemed uneasy.

"Don't expect me to thank you, Potter." Draco said softly after taking it.

"It likes you very much." Harry smiled nonchalantly, watching Draco carefully put the nigrum back into the cage.

"Of course." After answering, he seemed annoyed that he shouldn't have accepted Harry's words like this, and turned to get on the train after glaring at him.