[HP] Night Haze

Dear Angelo:

Next Wednesday I'm going to London to buy my textbooks. Harry and Ron will be there too. How about we meet in Diagon Alley?

—Your friend, Hermione.

A letter from Miss Gryffindor Know-It-All comes shortly after the owl at Hogwarts Castle delivers the new term book list.The blond boy had left Little Hangleton at this time, and was on his way to Diagon Alley in London.

Angelo spent half of the summer vacation this semester with his adoptive mother Amelia. In the following month, he came to a remote town under the pretext of traveling, and together with his contract partner Vidi, he searched for the girl who was hiding here. "treasure".

"I live in room 204 of the Leaky Cauldron - your friend Angelo." Gently twisting the immobile ring on his middle finger, Angelo wrote a reply.As early as the beginning of the holiday, he had booked a room in advance at the Leaky Cauldron, and he had already paid in advance for the second half month of the summer vacation.

"You have to pay for this money, Vidi." Angelo said silently to his ring, but the ring fell silent and did not give him any feedback.It wasn't that Viddy wanted to renege on his debts, the money meant nothing to him.In fact, three of the bearer vaults with the highest numbers in Gringotts belong to the Dark Lord, as long as his main soul has not changed the password in more than 20 years since then.The reason why Angelo booked the room early was because Vidi said that absorbing the Horcrux would take a while to digest, and Angelo, as a collaborator, must cooperate with him unconditionally.

Wednesday is coming soon. As soon as Angelo had finished his breakfast, the members of the red-haired family spewed out one by one from the flames of the fireplace in the bar as promised. Ron greeted Angelo cheerfully, and then Weasley A family is horrified to find that Harry Potter, who came with them, has not come out of the fireplace and they have lost him...

"You went to Knockturn Alley! It's so cool, the grown-ups never let us go there." After a frantic search, they found the kid at the gate of Gringotts, Harry's glasses were broken and his cheeks were covered It was ashes, accompanied by a tall Forbidden Forest hunter—Hagrid.

Although Hagrid and the Weasleys both looked terrified, but Ron was envious when he learned where Harry had passed the wrong message.Hermione and her parents met Harry before the Weasley family. After withdrawing the money at Gringotts, the other members of the Weasley family said goodbye to these young wizards who had been promoted to second grade. They had to hurry up Time to buy what you need, and after agreeing on a reunion time, everyone will go their separate ways.The enthusiastic Mr. Weasley insisted on taking Hermione's parents to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink, and it was obvious that his love for Muggles was not just lip service.

"Hey, have you noticed this year's book list? Almost all the books we're going to buy are written by one person." Miss Know-It-All's conversations always start with learning.Harry bought four big strawberry and peanut butter ice creams as a treat, and they ate them comfortably, talking while walking.

"The new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher must be an admirer of Gilderoy Lockhart, she might be a witch." Walking on the dazzling streets of Diagon Alley, Ron bet loudly with Hermione.While keeping an eye out for the shops that they need to go in to buy items, they chatted in a random manner.

"Why didn't I see Draco today, didn't you guys ask him out?" Angelo didn't like people talking about Baron Lockhart, he remembered the contents of Hermione's letter, and didn't mention Draco's name at all, which made him The smile on Angelo's face faded a little.

"We wrote to him, Angelo." Ron pouted and clarified, "but he never replied. I don't know what he thinks."

Seeing the expression on Angelo's face, Harry's emerald green eyes dimmed: "I saw Draco just now, Angelo. I think he's probably mad at us—we didn't do anything about the Sorcerer's Stone operation." Tell him beforehand."

"Where did you see him?" Ron didn't notice the faces of his two friends. The red-haired boy was at the head of the line, more than a step ahead.

"Knockturn Alley." Harry replied softly, hesitatingly, his words made the surrounding atmosphere a little cold.

"Knockturn Alley!" Ron stopped, almost bumping into Angelo who was walking behind him.

"That's cool, when are we going to sneak in and have a look?" Hermione smiled after imitating Ron's previous tone, relieving the atmosphere that was going in a bad direction, "I heard that there are many strange things that you can't usually see there. Stuff. Spellbooks, dangerous creatures, and magical objects."

"You can't be serious, Hermione? But I think maybe I have a way to take you in." Angelo continued, "I learned how to make an aging agent from Professor Snape, maybe we..."

"Hey, you two are joking!" Ron yelled, interrupting them.

"What do you think, Ron?" Angelo and Hermione looked at each other and smiled knowingly at each other. The red-haired boy scratched his scalp, no longer thinking about Draco's question, but guessing the two There is some truth in what my friend said.

Draco was their friend, though at this point their friendship was undergoing a major test.At this point Hermione reveals how clever she has always been, jumping over prejudices that might deepen again.

Their shopping was carried out in a pleasant atmosphere all morning, and before the appointed time was almost reached, they came together to the pre-arranged meeting place - Lihen Bookstore.Angelo had never seen such a long line in front of the bookstore. The winding line went all the way to the back of the bookstore. Most of the wizards in line were women, covering all ages.

"Here! Great, you're here, we'll see him in a while." Mrs. Weasley waved at them excitedly from the front of the line, and Angelo didn't wonder what "he" was referring to Who, because he already had a headache and saw the huge banner pulled down from the second floor of the bookstore, which read: Gilderoy Lockhart

autobiography for sale

"I Can Magic"

At this moment, Angelo just wanted to get out of here quickly.

"Aren't you going to line up, Angelo?" Harry grabbed the blond boy who was about to retreat to the door of the bookstore, and moved forward with the crowd at the place where Mrs. Weasley was in line. They could already see the people sitting inside. Lord Lockhart.He was just as handsome as in the photo, if not better: shiny blond locks, tantalizing forget-me-not blue eyes that seemed to be electrified, and a deadly grin that won five Witcher Weekly Awards for Most Charming Smile.

"It suddenly occurred to me that I already have a complete set of his autographed works, and I don't need to line up to buy them anymore, Harry." Angelo almost squeezed these words through his teeth, and he broke away from Harry and his appearance. The incongruous Dali wanted to get out of here before Lockhart noticed him.

"Angelo!" Harry yelled, which made the blond boy rush out faster.

"I'm a little out of breath, Harry, I have to get out." Angelo explained to his friend, and he seemed to see that the charming man signing books in the bookstore had turned his head in this direction.not good!Angelo rushed out of the bookstore quickly, and was unlucky to bump into a customer who had just entered the store.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Angelo said with his head down. The other party stood firmly, but he himself was knocked back a step.

"Where are you going? Do you want to leave after bumping into someone?" The other party grabbed his arm to hold him steady, and then said dissatisfiedly, the gorgeous aria flowed out like beautiful notes.

"Angelo, why didn't you contact me throughout the summer vacation?"

"Draco!" Angelo exclaimed in surprise, and the boy in front of him gave him a sideways look with an angry look.

"You didn't contact me either, Draco." Angelo felt his head throbbing. "We're even, and... Ron and the others wrote to you and you didn't reply."

At this time, the man who was signing the book had already stood up, and Angelo, who had been keeping an eye on the movement over there, shrank his head and pulled the platinum-haired boy into the densest place of the crowd.

"How can this be the same!" The angry but still gorgeous aria stood out in the crowd, "I wrote back to Harry saying I'll meet you in the bar today, but none of you are here!"

"It seems that we all misunderstood, Draco." Angelo covered his forehead, "All the letters Harry received this year have been impounded by an elf named Dobby, and he hasn't received any of them. , not a single one."

"Dobby?" Master Malfoy's face became ugly, but Angelo thought he was unhappy because of the elf's trouble, "Who gave it this right? Dobby, I mean that elf and Harry What did you say?"

"It seems that someone wants to harm Harry, but it didn't say who his owner is." Angelo cast a worried look in Harry's direction, and then he jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on .

Where his eyes pointed, Baron Lockhart was holding Harry's arm affectionately, showing a bright smile with eight teeth, and standing in front of them was a short man holding a black camera, constantly Take pictures of them.

"What a beautiful smile, Harry, the two of us can go to the first page together." Lockhart held on tightly to Harry who was trying to break free, and made a few more poses.

"It's March—a reporter from the Daily Prophet." Draco raised the corners of his mouth in disdain, and then he suddenly remembered that Angelo was Lockhart's loyal book fan, and silently restrained his contemptuous smile.

"What are you hiding, Angelo? Are you getting stage fright after seeing your idol?"

"No!" Angelo swallowed, and frowned in confusion, "I'm afraid he will tell others that I am his loyal book fan, and he will tell others that Baron Lockhart's books are not only suitable for all ages, but also unisex. Kill." Baron Lockhart will definitely do this kind of thing, and his sadness is undeniable, and he has to do his best to cooperate with this unscrupulous father...

"Indeed, it's not good for you to be in the newspaper under such circumstances." Draco nodded understandingly, and took the initiative to block Angelo behind him. This lie, which is not a lie, successfully defrauded the protection of the young master of the Malfoy family. .

"Ladies and gentlemen, young Harry just wanted to buy my autobiography when he walked into Lihen Bookstore today - I would give this book to him for free on the spot -" Lockhart did not let go of being caught by him The savior who lived, he said so passionately to all the people in the bookstore loudly, and won a lot of applause.

"But what he doesn't know is that he will soon have something more valuable than my book "Magical Me", in fact, he and his friends will get a real, magical me. - I am very I am happy and proud to announce that this September, I will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry!" More enthusiastic applause and cheers sounded together, accompanied by Angelo's groans.

"Oh, no! It's not true." It's a pity that this dissonant note of disapproval has been drowned in the endless applause, and not even a bubble appeared.

"Your idol Lockhart has become the new professor. Are you happy now, Angelo?" The platinum boy who turned his head and looked back unexpectedly saw Angelo's pale face.

"What's the matter with you, Angelo?" Before his friend could figure out how to answer his question, Draco's face turned pale—his always noble father didn't know why he and the Weasleys The red-haired patriarch smashed into the pile of books without any image, and the piercing screams of the women resounded through half the street.

"Merlin, don't be like this Arthur, don't be like this!" Mrs. Weasley rushed out from the front of the line, but Hagrid rescued the two of them from the pile of books before her.They both hung up the dots, but they still stared at each other with fierce eyes, as if they could kill their opponents with their eyes.

"Can you include the fight in the report, March? I think it will cause a bigger sensation." Angelo heard his father's conversation with the reporter, and he covered his face feeling powerless.Mr. Malfoy and Weasley apparently heard the same, and they grunted to each other and straightened their wrinkled clothes.

"It seems that we can't say hello to them today, Angelo." Draco glanced coldly in the direction of Ron and the other lion cubs, then turned and left.

"I'll say hello to them for you, Draco," Angelo added hastily, and this time Draco just paused before walking towards his father.Neither consent nor objection was expressed.But Angelo still showed a smile, because he knew that the precarious friendship between their group of friends did not reach the point of no return, which is already a blessing in misfortune.

By the time they returned to the Leaky Cauldron, everyone had calmed down a lot. The Hermione family planned to go back to the place where the Muggles lived and not go with Weasley. Angelo told Ron and Harry that he wanted to talk to them , so the others returned from the fireplace of the bar first, and the two of them followed Angelo up the stairs and into room 204 of the bar.

"Angelo, if you want to talk to us about Malfoy, then don't talk about it." Ron occupied a corner of the bed, resentful, "He was talking to you in the bookstore just now, our Is it a bad word?"

"No, he wants to go over to say hello to you, but he can only go one step ahead when something like that happens, let me tell you." Angelo sat on the other side of the bed, leaving the only chair in the room for Harry. In fact, of his three friends, only Ron was impulsive and petulant.All he needed to convince was the red-haired boy.

"Draco wants to say hello to us?" Ron's face was a little uncomfortable. He was a kind boy, but sometimes he liked to go to extremes.

"Yes," Angelo thought, tilting his head, "and he wrote to Harry that he would come to the Leaky Cauldron today, but we all abandoned him collectively, just like last time."

In fact, it was very easy to convince this red-haired friend. When he finally left Angelo's room, Ron not only said that he would have a good relationship with Draco, but also apologized to Draco.

"Why are you being so nice to him?" Angelo, who was happily rolling on the bed hugging the quilt after sending Ron and Harry away, suddenly received a message from the ring on his middle finger.

"You're awake, Viddy!" Angelo's movements froze, his body stiffened on the bed.

"Yes, why do I feel that you are not very happy?" The voice of the horcrux that has completely digested the soul is not as mature and magnetic as before, but it has more freshness that belongs to young people, and at the same time, it is less oppressive.

"Let's talk about the accommodation fee, Vidi." Two dimples appeared on Angelo's cheeks, "The room fee and my fingers..."

While Angelo was daring to pluck the hair from the Dark Lord's head, the two little lions who went downstairs met someone they didn't want to see.

"Tell me which room Angelo Burns lives in, old Tom?" Gilderoy Lockhart asked the barman, blinking his forget-me-not blue eyes.Harry and Ron went downstairs silently at their fastest speed, hiding in the restricted area of ​​the blond man's sight.

"Why did he come to Angelo?" Ron was puzzled.

"Angelo is his loyal book fan, but why do I have a very ominous premonition?" After Baron Lockhart reached the corner of the stairs, Harry reappeared. He looked at the place where the blond man disappeared worriedly. He stomped his feet, then quietly followed.