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"Harry, you're late." Ron saw Harry from a long distance, and he waved at him, while Hermione was practicing the Wandless Charm against the pile of books tired at her feet, wanting to Make them small enough to fit in your pocket.

Harry endured the weirdness between his buttocks and moved over. Although the old bastard applied ointment on him and gave him a one-hour massage, and his medicine was really effective, the foreign body stuffing feeling in his body was still there. He couldn't get rid of it, and Snape's fingers couldn't reach the depth, so now he could only endure the pain and pretend that nothing happened.

"Why do you walk like a duck? Are you a stiff neck?" Ron slapped Harry's waist carelessly, causing Harry to scream like a broken bone.

"Ron!" Harry yelled his friend's name aloud, almost smoking from the top of his head.

Ron withdrew his hand embarrassingly, "Brother, I really didn't expect you to have a stiff neck while sleeping at home—" He suddenly leaned forward and asked Harry nervously, "Why don't you use it?" The "Flower Wizard" I gave you, right? It's a classic collector's edition, and I gave it to you because you are my best brother." He winked at Harry as he spoke.

He'd almost forgotten the two Playful Wizards that Ronse had given him, and I hope Snape didn't find out - no, Prince seemed to know - did he know?

Harry's hand squeezed his sore waist, and he stood up straight. After thinking about it for a while, he couldn't remember whether Prince knew about his puberty magazines, anyway, if his two magazines were still there If so, then Snape probably didn't know.

Harry thought about it for a moment before giving up and looking apologetically at his friends.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"It's okay, we just came out of the Lihen Bookstore." Ron shrugged, "Hermione bought a lot of books, I want to go to the second-hand bookstore, you know that the books of the twins are almost unreadable, I My mother still wants me to use their books, so I might as well buy second-hand books myself."

"Then wait for me." Harry said something apologetic and got into Lihen Bookstore.

Hermione and Ron followed suit.

"I have a few books that I can recommend to you, and they are good as textbooks." Hermione said as she walked, looking for the extracurricular reading books she mentioned.

"I know where those books are. We're all enrolled in the same courses, aren't we?" Ron enthusiastically guided Harry.

Soon Harry found the books he needed, plus the reading materials recommended by Hermione. He quickly settled the bill, and went to the Changing Ink stationery store next door with his friends to buy ink, parchment, etc. for the next semester. A series of stationery, and then they went to the nearby potions material shop, and Harry bought himself a new copper cauldron, which he thought was more durable than his previous one-hope Snape won't be in class It's not practical to be picky and picky about him - after all, the old bastard will not let him go in class because of their relationship, and he will definitely not be the favorite in Potions class .

Thinking about the private Potions teaching he begged for, it was a summer version of Potions class, he would really find himself guilty!

Harry also took advantage of the spare time of purchasing to go to the Quidditch shop with Ron to have a look at the latest broom. After comparing the performance of the fire broom, Harry still felt that his partner was the best.

After he bought a few magazines about the latest Quidditch battles abroad, he went to Florin's Cold Drinks and bought a cone for each of the three of them. He chose lava chocolate flavored with a whole hazelnut for himself , this taste is very similar to the one that Prince once tasted.Harry narrowed his eyes in bliss after just one sip.

"Let's go to the second-hand store." He opened the book list and found that there was nothing else to buy, and asked Hermione with his eyes.

Hermione nodded in agreement.So the three of them walked towards the second-hand bookstore together, passing the corner of Knockturn Alley on the way, and suddenly Harry seemed to catch sight of a familiar golden hair sprayed with hairspray—it was really dazzling in the sun, and it was hard to miss.

"I think I saw Malfoy." Harry frowned.

"I saw it too," Hermione said, her eyes turned around Ron who muttered that he hadn't seen anything, and glanced at Harry's hand secretly pinching his waist, "Let me go and see, you and Ron Go to the second-hand bookstore and wait for me there."

"You have to be careful." Harry didn't refuse, "If we don't see you when we come out, we'll rush over." He added, counting the time to find and buy books, it shouldn't take long.

"Yeah." Hermione nodded, then looked around to rule out suspicious characters, and then got into the dark Knockturn Alley.She looked for the shop that Malfoy might enter, first observed the surrounding environment, and then moved forward while looking for cover.

She saw that Malfoy was not alone, they were all hurrying about in black cloaks, there must be a huge conspiracy here - instead of going to Diagon Alley to buy supplies for next term, she didn't think there would be any There are many black magic supplies suitable for his school supplies, but it is a pity that black magic is banned in the UK.

She tracked down Borginbock, and after finding that the three people including Malfoy had indeed entered, she immediately got into the alley between the diagonally opposite shops, used the shadow to hide her figure, and took out a hand mirror in her hand Using the angle and light, with his back to the gate of Bojinbok, he observed the situation inside the shop through the hand mirror.

If she had retractable ears, she would be able to hear what was going on in the shop. The regret in Hermione's heart did not make her give up. She stared at the scene reflected in the hand mirror, carefully adjusting the angle so that she could see Malfoy opening and closing. Q.She saw the shopkeeper bring out a huge black chest, and Malfoy pointed at it with dissatisfaction.

"Disappearing... the cabinet?" Hermione stared carefully for a long time before reading out the fragments of words in Malfoy's communication with the shopkeeper. It seemed that the cabinet was not intact, and he was asking the shopkeeper how to repair the broken cabinet.

He went to Knockturn Alley just to buy a broken cabinet? ——No, this must be a dark magic item. She also heard that this shop only sells black magic items, and there is nothing the owner can't get.

Hermione remembered the disappearing cabinet. She looked and found that the blond woman who took off the hood took a few more items and put them on the counter, while the other one didn't even take off the hood, watching warily. around.

Hermione frowned subconsciously, she always felt that this hooded woman was very dangerous.She watched for a while, and put away the hand mirror when she noticed they were starting to check out.While they were all focused on the shop, she put on her hat and straightened her back and walked out of the shadows, thinking about the exit to Diagon Alley.

"What are you looking at?" Narcissa asked her distracted son. She counted the items and shrunk them down and stuffed them into the magic pocket. Her good sister Bella would not help her, she just came to supervise her son's task She is really an enthusiastic and good aunt!

"Nothing." Draco looked away, and he seemed to see a familiar figure.

He looked away, glanced at his "warm-hearted" aunt, then reached out and secretly squeezed his mother's hand, conveying a message that only they knew.

Narcissa only paused for a few seconds, she quickly tied up her pockets, and pulled her son towards her sister, with a calm and relaxed expression, without flaws.

As soon as Hermione stepped into the sunny Diagon Alley, she took off her hat and let out a breath of foul air. Within a minute, the coldness of Knockturn Alley was melted by the warm golden light.

Even though it was still summer, Knockturn Alley was as cold as winter.Hermione rubbed her hairy arms as she walked towards the second-hand bookstore.

"What did you find?" Harry and Ron happened to see Hermione walking over after they had chosen the book. He stepped forward and asked, turning his head to look in Ron's direction.

Ron was haggling with the shopkeeper for a free draft book.He said that his face was full of red, and the freckles on his nose were all glowing, which showed his current excitement. This kind of book, which I don’t know how many hands are, must be discounted in half. Considering that he bought so many copies, I want to keep it small. Gifts are okay too!

"I suspect there's Bellatrix, I think she's Malfoy's aunt, and the other one with the hood off is a blonde lady who looks like his mother," said Hermione, without panting. He continued, "I heard Malfoy bought a broken chest, I need to look into that chest, I'll find out when we get to Hogwarts. His mother also bought a lot of dark magic items - I don't know." Know if this is what Malfoy needs." She pursed her lips, taking a deep breath for her failed intelligence probe.Those piercing brown eyes became even brighter.

"I'll try to find out what Malfoy is up to, so we can prevent problems before they happen."

"You can, we can do this together!" Harry grinned, and he became very motivated as if he had found his goal.

And at this moment, Ron, who finally managed to get the gift in a hurry, also walked over with a relaxed face. He was also very excited after hearing Hermione's adventure just now, but he had never heard of the disappearing cabinet.

It seems that only when they arrived at Hogwarts, the hard-working and patient reliable lady know-it-all found information from the Hogwarts library to help them solve their doubts.

Facing the afterglow of the setting sun, Harry returned to Spider's End Alley. He looked at the iron key-shaped portkey in his hand and happily tied it with a rope to hang around his neck. This was given to him by Severus The door key might even open the door of his house!

Now he could enter Snape's house even if the Floo network was blocked—no, that was his house, and he would live there from now on!

The more Harry thought about it, the larger the arc of the corner of his mouth became, as if he had swept through Honeydukes and tasted all the new desserts, and he was so happy that his breath smelled sweet.

However, he was not happy for long.

He saw Snape sitting on the sofa waiting for him, and the suitcase he had brought with him packed up next to his sofa, and even his best girl was packed into a cage.

"Since your book list has been purchased, it should be packed and taken away with your belongings." Snape stood up.

"School doesn't start until a week away," Harry muttered, and he stood there stiffly and the joy was gone, as if he wasn't facing Snape but a dementor who looked like Snape.

The old bastard had always made his happiness so short-lived, and Potter's happy end was what he'd hoped for.

"This isn't your home, Potter, don't look like a poor little guy who's been kicked out." Snape snorted, and he waved his wand to make the packed luggage and the homework shrink, and rudely moved the birdcage. Tucking it tightly into Harry's arms, Hedwig spread her wings in surprise, staring at the dark man with her round eyes, looking like she really wanted to bite him.

"But I can't sleep without you, and the bed in Black's old house is not comfortable." Harry found a reason, he hugged his birdcage, opened the cage, and reached in to comfort his poor boy who was also about to be kicked out. Good girl.

"You're not a child anymore, don't tell me you can't get used to sleeping in the Gryffindor dormitory." Snape had no sympathy, he sneered, and stuffed the last luggage and homework into Harry's arms , he grabbed the Floo powder and sprinkled it into the fireplace.

He didn't even know that Snape had opened a temporary Floo network!It seemed that he couldn't shake Snape no matter what, he really had to go back.

The corners of Harry's lips curled down, and he crawled into the fireplace slowly and unwillingly, holding his luggage and his bird against Snape's gaze, as if his feet were glued to the ground.

Snape read the destination for him, and he was a big bastard who was irresponsible after eating it coldly!

After the spin, Harry looked at the familiar, lifeless old Black house that didn't look like a family at all - just him and an old chatty and deranged house-elf.

Kerry appeared in front of him with a snap, "Oh! Mr. Potter is back, poor Mr. Potter was abandoned by the head of Slytherin, his frizzy and thin skinny appearance is definitely not acceptable to Mr. Dean Lytherin's favor, poor Mr. Potter, if he could have entered Slytherin House, he wouldn't have to go to the point of currying favor with old men..."

What is this all about!

Harry put up with Klicer's nagging, and he threw all his luggage to the hardworking Klicer—this was the only good thing about Klicer. into Harry's room.

He had the keys to Snape's house anyway!Harry clutched the key around his neck and decided to go back and harass his old bastard for the night!

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As soon as the professor was about to go to bed, he pulled back the quilt when he found that a certain brat who was supposed to be lying on bed No. 12 in Grimmauld Place had appeared on his bed again.

Harry: Are you surprised?

The professor reached out to throw out some little bastard who was disturbing his cleanliness.

Harry QAQ who was stuffed into the Floo net and thrown back: I will be back again!