[HP] Noble

Use the special time converter in your hand to feel the "pleasure" of being sucked into the toilet——

It was the end of summer in England seven years ago. Seeing that Hogwarts was about to usher in the new year, Diagon Alley became the most crowded place in the wizarding world—children who hadn’t reached school age followed their parents Come here with your brothers and sisters, the talking mirror and the fire-breathing frog make them giggle excitedly; the children who have reached school age, some seniors are walking together in groups of three or four, happily Chatting about what they saw in the summer vacation while shopping for necessities for the next semester; the younger ones were brought by their parents and walked out of different stores, each of them was full of expectations for new things.

"—Mom! Guess what kind of cored wand I can get?"

"—My dear baby, both father and mother have unicorn tail hair, maybe you are different from us?"

The conversation between a pair of wizard mother and daughter passing by made Scorpius unconsciously raise the corners of his lips—this reminded him of the first time he came to England—to Diagon Alley—knowing that there was nothing in this world except It looks like when there is magic besides Taoism.

But soon, Scorpius couldn't laugh anymore.

When he was standing at the door of Lihen Bookstore, pulling out the next semester's book list from his pocket and deciding to make a final decision before choosing the books, he heard a lazy emphasis coming from behind him, which sounded careless and vaguely A trace of indifference that Scorpius thought was inexplicable——

"Excuse me, sir, may I trouble you to make way, you are blocking my way."

The voice sounded familiar.

Scorpius turned around, and saw the boy standing behind him at this moment without any surprise—he was pale, he was probably tall compared to his peers, but unfortunately he was too thin, This made him look like he was malnourished... Although those beautiful silver-gray pupils gleamed, it was the arrogance that only a noble young master would have.

...this gentleman?

……you?

Looking at the platinum noble who spoke to him in a terrifying tone, Scorpius blinked.

But then Scorpius soon knew what happened to cause the scene in front of him——

If anyone had to pay a price for two Slytherins with their own misfortunes to sweeten down Diagon Alley without anyone else, when Scorpius set foot on the At the entrance of the lively bookstore in Diagon Alley, he was horrified to find that he seemed to have to bear the monstrous wrath of the first-year platinum nobleman!

"Master Draco lost his temper--the lady's workshop is in a mess--bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Talking about the master's right and wrong behind his back--but Master Draco really did Tore a letter just received to shreds, with hands—because they said Master Draco couldn't use a wand alone—bad Dobby! Bad Dobby! Keep your mouth shut—oh! Throwing it in the furnace! Just because Master Draco didn't think it was long enough--Master Draco at least looked like he thought he'd get a reply twice as long as his letter was!--Jesus, shut up Dobby, do you want your master to give you clothes!"

"..."

Therefore, Scorpius can know that he was cheated by the big Draco, thanks to the dog named Dobby who is busy grabbing the ground with his head and wishing to kill himself. House-elf—because Master Malfoy himself, who was just about to start his second year at Hogwarts, didn't seem to want to talk to him at all.

[Not the kind of person who writes 12 words and expects the other party to reply with [-] words—why don’t you assume that the child who writes to you is as considerate as I am? ?Pick the key replies in his letters, be concise and simple, and don't talk nonsense. 】——In fact, I’m afraid that at least when he was [-] years old, what he wanted temporarily was the kind of reply that “after writing [-] words, I hope the other party’s reply will contain [-] words”.

"..."

Draco Malfoy! ! !

My respected majesty the king! ! !

My dear lover who cheats on himself is not counted as cheating on his teammates! ! ! !

At that time, what kind of hypocrisy did you have in order to say such words against my heart to me who was sincerely asking for help--a caring child like you--Merlin's socks, look at me, I believe it What - no wonder I'm stupid, if you think about it carefully, you can understand that this sentence is obviously nonsense - as if when you were really considerate!

At this moment, Scorpius looked at the proud face in front of him with blood on his face, and while yelling "Dobby, shut up" viciously, he repeated to himself without even raising his eyelids, "Excuse me, Mr. Excuse me!" You walked into the bookstore before me" His Royal Highness Prince Slytherin... Then Scorpius noticed that Draco didn't even show any signs of anger at being exposed by the house-elf—

He just stood there expressionless, making way for the dark-haired Slytherin in front of him with emotionless words.

At this moment, Scorpius was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say—because he knew that if he didn't want to come up with a reasonable explanation, His Majesty the Prince Slytherin in front of him probably wouldn't forgive him so easily... Just when Scorpius didn't know what to do, fortunately, at this moment, the clerk of the bookstore appeared and rescued him——

"By the way, gentlemen, we must hang this banner—"

Scorpius turned his head and saw a tall and thin clerk who was staggering against a huge red curtain and standing behind him. The crowded students in the bookstore made him come out with great effort Hey, he seemed to be sweating in this not-so-hot weather. Seeing Scorpius cooperatively moving away, he obviously showed a relieved expression, and then he put the curtain aside, from now on He took out his wand from the bib hanging on his chest——

Probably the clerk was too busy to do maintenance on his wand, which was covered with finger marks - Scorpius noticed, and Draco, who obviously noticed this, stood aside and silently frowned.

But the clerk didn't seem to care about this, he just waved his magic wand, let the curtain rise slowly and then flew out from above the store entrance, and then, the curtain was in mid-air like a plankton floating in the sea Shaking itself away lazily, it seemed to twist its body happily when it hit the sun over Diagon Alley——

The clerk muttered something and waved his wand again. This time, the curtain that was still twisting and twisting in mid-air and refused to be quiet for a second seemed to have heard an order, and suddenly stopped, and then hung it obediently On the metal scraping bow that has been prepared above the entrance of Lihen Bookstore——

As soon as it touched the hook, it stopped completely and hung on it obediently.

After the curtain was completely pulled back, Scorpius found that it was a banner with a red background, bright yellow swirling down and continuously sprinkled with golden powder words: Gerald Lockhart

autobiography for sale

"I Can Magic"

12:30-4:30 pm today

As soon as the banner was unfolded, people who were attracted by its twisting appearance and came to the door of the bookstore discussed more enthusiastically——

"It's Lockhart!"

"I can't believe he actually came to Diagon Alley. I'm a loyal fan of his books. You know, I think it's my deep vote that made him win the Most Charming Wizard Smile Award seven times in a row!"

"We're about to meet him—I heard that Hogwarts' second-year Defense Against the Dark Arts books are all written by him!"

Hearing that the second-grade books were all written by this Lockhart, Scorpius subconsciously looked back at the platinum nobleman standing not far away from him with a cold face and a silent expression—but to Scorpius’ surprise, , Draco seemed to be watching him silently - and seemed to have been watching him for a long time.

While the banner that attracted almost everyone's attention just now was twisting, behind Scorpius, Draco's eyes were always on his back.

Scorpius: "Oh, Draco—"

For a moment, he felt that Draco was about to say something to him, but before Scorpius had time to be a little bit happier, at this moment, he heard a particularly prominent and sharp female in the crowd. The sound rang out——

"We can meet him in person!" The female voice sounded familiar, although it seemed to use an excited tone that was not very familiar to this voice, "I mean, he is all on our book list The book I wrote - I read all our textbooks over the whole summer, oh my god, although the elementary transfiguration textbook is also very interesting, but I have to say that I think Lockhart's book is more novel than textbook So much fun!"

"Because they're just a bunch of boring and ridiculous novels." Draco muttered with a sneer, not so much talking to anyone as he was talking to himself-but the volume was just enough for him to stand Scorpius heard it not far away.

When Draco turned around with a disdainful expression and squeezed into the bookstore to buy other books, Scorpius cast his gaze outside the bookstore—as expected, he saw Gryffindor Gold The trio was standing at the forefront of the crowd, and behind them stood a fat witch with a tired face and an adult wizard with red hair.

Scorpius knew he saw the Weasleys who were 11 years younger - not very polite to say - they looked well maintained for 11 years - at least they didn't look much like 11 years later the difference.

"Don't crowd, Hermione, you'll see him." Mr. Weasley said, protecting the children from being overwhelmed by the enthusiastic crowd——

Especially when a young male wizard - Scorpius guessed that was remembering Rolockhart - came out of the back door of the bookstore, surrounded by a large entourage holding his picture, so that this man The wizard can be surrounded by pictures of him—and his real person, busy smiling and winking at the crowd waving and screaming at him, flashing his toothpaste ad-suitable white teeth, dressed in a suit matching his His blue eyes matched his forget-me-not blue robes, and his pointed wizard hat was perverted playfully on his brown hair.

……

A wizard who resembles a peacock.

But it was a little worse than Lucius.

A handsome wizard.

But it's a little worse than Draco's.

After making a comparison of these two points, the wizard who smiled like a fool in front of him didn't have much dry goods left for Scorpius, so after taking a look without hesitation, the black-haired Leitlin turned around decisively, and took advantage of the time when the crowd was squeezing out and smoothly entered the Lihen Bookstore, which was obviously much more spacious——