[HP] The Elegance of the Night

In the blink of an eye, it was the beginning of the school day, and all the things were "shrunk quickly" and put them into Igil's pockets. He couldn't remember when he mastered these very convenient spells, just like he usually did. Eating and drinking water has become the instinct of life. The system of wizards who have been weak since ancient times is not unreasonable. No one would expect a wizard to work with his bare hands instead of waving a wand, unless he is a squib.

Regulus ordered the house elves to prepare a lot of delicious food early in the morning and cast a warming spell on it. The Hogwarts Express didn't leave until 11 o'clock. He didn't want Igil to buy the unnutritious fillings sold on the train. Pies, candies and chocolates.

And if some arrogant idiot just bought a cart full of snacks, wouldn't his cute little Igil be going hungry? That's not what he wanted.A parent who was about to be separated from his son for a long time struggled and couldn't remember that this behavior of packing a whole cart of snacks was what he often did when he was a student...

These are not the only things that bother me. Damn Tom... came here early in the morning and insisted on going to the station with Igil.So Regulus, who finally arrived at King's Cross Station in London after going through a lot of hardships, cast N improved confusion spells on himself and the seductive red-eyed man viciously, making everyone who saw them regard them as passers-by.

He didn't want to cast the original Confusion Charm like a fool in public with his wand on everyone who saw them, so it would be safer to wrap his cloak tightly and be quiet.

Because they didn't use Floo powder along the way, they experienced waiting for red lights, traffic jams, traffic accidents (other people's), and riding crowded subways!With a dark face, Regulus shot the helpless Tom with his knife eyes.

"This is life..." Someone exuded emotion without knowing whether to live or die.

The time between the ninth station and the tenth station was 10:40, which was neither too early nor too late. Regulus was even more sure in his heart that Tom did it on purpose, and even the timing was just right.So more hostile eyes swept towards the other party.

You can go now, Igil will be skeptical if you come to platform nine and three-quarters with us.Regulus glanced at Tom to convey the message with his eyes.

So a certain man with red eyes nodded gracefully.I found an excuse to suddenly think of something urgent and left in a hurry.

Igil complained in a low voice that Dad was bullying Uncle Tom.Regulus undeniably raised his eyebrows because he thought Regulus cast the Repelling Muggle Charm when he wasn't looking.

Then, when Igil entered platform nine and three-quarters, he found that the girl he had met at Mrs. Malkin's shop last time was looking around, as if looking for someone, and once they even ran into each other.

But probably because there were too many people, she didn't seem to notice him...

Igil would not take the initiative to greet her. Although Dad didn't dislike Mudbloods, he would not get close to her either.Since he was a child, he knew who the Black family, who valued pure blood, needed to associate with. As for that Uncle Tom, it was probably... an accident.

Regulus sent Igil to the train and walked out of platform nine and three-quarters. Tom crossed his arms and waited for him leisurely in the open space between stations nine and ten.

Igil went to school and now it's just the two of them.Regulus thought with some emotion.

He saw Tom's smile and suddenly became uncomfortable. Fortunately, a group of red-haired wizards passed by them. Notice.

So... more noisy.

"They're really noisy." Regulus said in a tone of disapproval; "I know this red-haired family, pure-blood scum Weasley, look how they have degenerated, there are so many children I can’t afford it.” The worst thing was that Arthur Weasley turned out to be his distant cousin!

"There's nothing wrong with having more children." Tom said meaningfully, "They just don't realize how noble pure blood is full of magic."

"Oh, that kid is Potter! Harry Potter!" Regulus saw the little wizard asking for directions hidden under his wind-blown hair.That lightning-type cursed scar.

then……

His grip on his wand was held by Tom's side.

"I felt it as soon as he appeared, baby." Tom put his arms around Regulus' waist and said softly next to his ear, his moist and hot breath sprayed near the cochlea...

"I think the entire wizarding world knows that he is 11 years old this year and has reached the age of school. What I am more interested in now is the scar on his forehead. Really, an unexpected discovery..."