[HP] The Elegance of the Night

This was a month after the chaos, and Tom Slytherin learned about Quirrell from his son Igil Black and started his plan to cast a net.The secret that had been concealed for 12 years was finally revealed. The red-eyed man has always maintained a good mood. Of course, if Regulus is willing to marry him and Igil changes his surname to Slytherin, his life will be better.

The red-eyed man still couldn't help laughing when he thought of his lovely son Igil's reaction when he knew the truth. It had been a long time since he had seen such a funny expression on that child.

"Mr. Bojin, I'm here at the appointed time." It was a voice without any emotional ups and downs that could not tell the age.

"Did Garen bring it?" In the Borgin-Bock store, Mr. Borgin had just sent off the Malfoys and his sons who came to sell the prohibited items. Not surprised.

His guest was shrouded in a cloak, small and covered in soot.He must have come on the Floo, as anyone who said the name of Knockturn Alley would, nine times out of ten, show up in his fireplace, a bit of reasonable competition, but not many people knew about it.

The visitor threw the heavy money bag on his desk with a loud muffled sound. Mr. Bojin picked up the money bag and weighed it in his hand, and took out some Galleons from it to check the authenticity.

"No problem, here you are, this is what you want." He carefully handed over a small bottle to the guest. "Absolutely genuine, please use with care."

Borgin-Bock store is a well-known and time-honored store in Knockturn Alley. The manager can get any weird things, and the reputation is also the best.

His guest carefully put away the bottle, and left quickly, a charming man with red eyes slowly emerged from a dark corner.

"Is he going to buy soul medicine?"

"Yes, Tom, I cast a tracking spell on the bottle, just waiting for the fish to take the bait." Mr. Bokin said that the man with red eyes was an old acquaintance of his. The man had worked in this store for ten years , collected what he needed.

Ten years later, the Borgin-Bock store changed hands. The man named Tom became the real owner of the store, hiding behind the scenes, but only a few people knew about it.

"Withdraw the Tracking Charm, Borgin. Keep spreading the word that you have the soul potion." Tom Slytherin handed him a bottle of the same potion as before.

It's a pity that this time it was not the person he was looking for.

...Harry Potter, the little soul piece on his head can't turn out any big tricks, let him taste the sweetness and stay by the savior's side, the opponent who is too weak can't play against the crazy one in the ring soul piece.

Everything is still under his control.

"We have to wait patiently for the big fish to take the bait, Bojin." The red-eyed man disappeared into the darkness, apparating silently.

"Harry! What are you doing here?" The half-blood giant's loud voice came from afar.

"Hagrid! I'm lost... Floo powder..." a young wizard called hoarsely.

Lihen Bookstore is very lively today. The door is crowded with book buyers. Most of these people seem to be women. A male wizard working in the bookstore stands at the door to maintain order and keeps repeating: "Ladies, be quiet... ...don't get crowded...watch out for the books."

The winding line stretched from the door to the back of the bookstore, and the cause of the commotion was a very charming wizard.

He is an internationally renowned personality and author, Order of Merlin [-]rd Class, honorary member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, and five-time Witcher Weekly Award for Most Charming Smile.His name was Gilderoy Lockhart.

"Ginny's eyes went straight—"

"Charming Professor Lockhart—"

"I heard he was a Slytherin—"

"They're all good-looking—"

"If Ginny goes there—"

"Being able to get up close and personal with them—"

"Black and Malfoy—"

"George, Fred!" Mrs. Weasley scolded loudly, "don't make fun of your sister."

"Okay, Mom—" the twins said with a shrug.

"Igil, it's great to meet you, why didn't you come to see me during the holidays." Lihen Bookstore was crowded with people, and Igil met Draco and Mr. Malfoy here.

He said hello to Mr. Malfoy, and then explained to Draco, "Sorry Draco, I've been busy lately, and my dad has increased my homework."

Homework is one aspect. During the summer vacation, an extraordinary event happened in the Black family.

After that earth-shattering incident happened, Regulus took Igil and moved back to No. 12 Grimmauld Place. He threatened that if Tom didn't get married, he wouldn't go to him.

Of course the red-eyed man disagreed, and he had the cheek to live in the Black family's ancestral home.

Regulus resolutely disagreed with his son changing his surname, and the Black family still needed Igil to inherit, so the red-eyed man could only clamor to have another one with him.

If this incident is not exciting enough, more exciting things will follow one after another. This evil red-eyed man is actually Voldemort, but he is hiding in the Muggle world like a waste, and he is in danger of being killed by his Horcrux at any time.

Although according to what he said, he likes to control the overall situation behind the scenes and expose the enemy to the public, but in Yigil's opinion, it is similar.

The magic world values ​​the continuation of blood more than anything else, so great heroes are often lonely (such as Dumbledore). Now that the Dark Lord drags his family and refuses to leave, Igil is really embarrassing.

Ever since he hooked up the Dark Lord and Daddy Daddy, the awe of him had evaporated.

The truth...is indeed cruel.

Draco understood Igil's busyness, and his homework was greatly increased in the first grade because of Professor Quirrell.

That time Potter told them You-Know-Who was back in the Forbidden Forest, and although the Savior defeated him again, the news upset his parents.

There was applause and cheers in Lihen Bookstore.Igil looked inside, and Harry Potter was staggering out of the center of public attention with a heavy set of books.

He poured all the books into a cauldron placed on the ground by a red-haired girl, with a helpless face.

"You must like this very much, Potter?" Draco walked forward with his usual proud smile, "The famous Harry Potter couldn't even enter a bookstore without being front page news."

"Don't talk nonsense, he doesn't want that!" The red-haired girl glared at Draco, eager to defend Harry.

"Potter, you got a girlfriend!" Draco drew out, snickering to himself, Harry rolled his eyes at him, the red-haired girl standing behind him couldn't see the undercurrent between them, blushing up.

"Oh, it's you," the youngest Weasley son and Miss Granger squeezed through the crowd, each holding a bundle of Lockhart's books, and he heard Ginny's cry.

"You must be surprised to see Harry here, eh?"

"I was even more surprised to see you in the store too, Weasley." Draco retorted, "I guess your parents will be hungry next month for those things."

Ron blushed, threw the book into the cauldron and was about to rush towards Draco, Harry and Hermione grabbed his clothes tightly from behind.Draco drew his wand, and Igil clamped his hand.

"Ron!" Mr. Weasley squeezed over with the twins, "What are you doing? Everyone here is crazy, let's get out."

"Ahhh - Arthur Weasley."

Lucius Malfoy put a hand on Draco's shoulder, a sneer on his face.

"Lucius," called Mr. Weasley.

Mr. Malfoy frowned because of this title, and a string of gorgeous arias flowed out like beautiful notes, "I heard that you have been very busy with official duties recently, so many inspections... I think they paid you overtime pay ?”

This ungrateful guy, who saved him back then, dared to check his house for contraband now.

Lucius reached into the red-haired girl's cauldron and pulled out a tattered copy of "A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration." He remembered that the girl was Ginny, the youngest daughter of the Weasley family.

"Looks like not. My God, if you can't even get a good paycheck. What's the good of being the scum of wizards?"

Arthur Weasley's face was redder than his hair.

"We have very different ideas about the scum of wizarding, Malfoy," he said.

"Of course," said Lucius Malfoy, this time the bastard finally got the address right, and they had better keep their distance.His light-colored eyes rolled over the Grangers, and his eyes fell on Ellie Windsor, her two well-dressed bodyguards, cutting their way through the crowd imposingly.Compared with them, Mr. Weasley's family is simply down and out.

"Looking at the friends you've made, Weasley... I thought your family had fallen to the limit."

With a clang, Ginny's cauldron flew out, and Arthur Weasley pounced on Lucius Malfoy, knocking him against a bookshelf, and dozens of thick spell books fell on their heads, throwing They buried.

"Hit him, Daddy!" the twins yelled, and Mrs. Weasley screamed, "Don't do it, Arthur, don't do it!" The crowd backed away in horror, knocking down more bookshelves, and chaos ensued.

"Lucius, how does it feel to be crushed by a scum like me? You can't get up."

"That's not necessarily—" Mr. Weasley groaned from the pile of books, which seemed to be in pain...

"Break off, gentlemen, get off—" Hagrid strode over to the pile of books, pulling Arthur Weasley and Lucius Malfoy out of the pile in the blink of an eye.

Arthur Weasley's lip was broken, Mr. Malfoy's white chin was pinched red, and he was still holding Ginny's battered Transfiguration textbook.

"Here, little girl - take your book - it's the best thing your daddy can give you -" He shoved the book into her hand, with a malicious gleam in his eye, and broke free from Hagrid. arm.

"Malfoy, my old classmate!" Gilderoy Lockhart walked towards them with a perfect smile on his face, and his book signing hadn't been so lively in a long time.

"I just asked the reporter of the "Daily Prophet" if he could also report on the fight. It should cause a sensation." He blinked his blue eyes, and his golden wavy hair followed his walking posture fluttering gently.Mrs. Weasley and Mrs. Granger were instantly fascinated, and even the little witches were a little swayed.

"How charming is this possible!" Ellie said, covering her face in confusion.It's obviously just a vase, but her heart can be shaken so easily.Oh no... She likes Professor Snape.

"It's unpleasant to see you, Lockhart." The corners of Lucius Malfoy's mouth twitched like mustard-flavored multiflavored beans.

"I understand your feelings, Malfoy. But I didn't want to grow up like this, and I'm also very distressed that I always steal your limelight." Gilderoy Lockhart raised his signature perfect smile at him, flashing Showing six bright teeth.

"Merlin..." The female creatures around were all drunk in his amorous demeanor that had won the most charming smile award from "Wizard Weekly" five times.

Lucius Malfoy ignored his provocations. Lockhart had never known how to restrain himself since school days. He had few friends in Slytherin House, and of course, there was never a shortage of suitors around him.

After waving to Draco, Mr. Malfoy left the bookstore, but Igil didn't go with him because he hadn't bought the new book he was going to use this year.

"Are you here to buy textbooks? Son." Gilderoy Lockhart enthusiastically released his hormones, "It just so happens that the autograph session is not over yet."

"...No, sir." Igil felt his scalp go numb, and he changed his mind.

"Ellie, why have you been staring at my cauldron?" Ginny asked while holding the heavy cauldron. There were a lot of books in it, and the weight was not light at all.

"It's nothing—I'm looking at Lockhart's photos, they're all signed." Ellie Windsor looked away from the tattered "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration", trying not to think about what happened at this moment. The diary inside.

"Beautiful lady, if you need, I am willing to help you. All the books you buy are signed." Their Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher this year, Professor Lockhart quickly came over, and his eyelashes were also The golden, long curls sway beautifully with the blinking of the eyes. "So where else do you need to sign, on your clothes? That's a good idea."

"..." Professor Snape, actually I still love you.