HP Dawn Night

Florin Foster's is always the most popular shop in Diagon Alley, and I'm afraid even the Quidditch boutique will have to make way for it.

"Do you want to buy anything else?"

"I need new robes," Pansy said. "I've grown a lot and the sleeves of my school robes are getting too short."

"Me too," Draco said, "my sleeves and trouser legs are a few inches short."

"Looks like I'm the only one who doesn't need to buy a new robe? I don't think I've grown any taller. But I have to go buy owl food for Bethany." It really makes me unhappy!

"Look!" Pansy pointed not far away, "Is that Bulstrode?"

"That's right... It's strange that she didn't show up with Greengrass." I saw the girl in the green robe sitting on the chair. I haven't seen her for a summer vacation. Millicent Burst seems to have gotten a little fatter.

"Uh, she seems to be growing horizontally." Pansy whispered to me, "Hello, Burst!"

Millicent Burst raised her head upon hearing the sound, and when she saw us, she smiled nervously: "Hi, Parkinson, Snape, Malfoy."

"Are there any new flavors of cold drinks this year?" I walked over and looked at the price list, "Great, now you can choose your own sauce and decoration."

"I'll go buy it," Draco fully returned to his gentlemanly demeanor, "What do you want?"

"Peppermint ice cream with cheese and candy bars," Pansy said first.

"Your taste is really strong." I said sarcastically, and she smiled indifferently, "Then I want yogurt flavor, just add nuts."

"Do you want more, Burst?" Draco asked.Bosde shook his head in a panic, signaling to us that she still had something to eat in her cup.

"Did you come to Diagon Alley by yourself?" Draco went to line up, and Pansy and I sat down at the table in Bulstrode.

"With my grandma," said Birstrode, flinching involuntarily. "She went shopping."

Pansy and I exchanged a puzzled look.The conversation suddenly cooled down.

"You didn't seem to be at the banquet at Malfoy Manor?" Pansy asked.

Burst nodded, "Yes. Uh...we have a little business to deal with at home, so..." She mumbled, and Pansy raised an eyebrow at me.

"The Greengrass sisters were there, and we thought you'd be there too, but—well, a little unpleasantness, but all in all it was fun," I said.

"I actually think proms will be more fun when we're a little bit older, I mean, we don't have to be treated like kids anymore," Pansy said excitedly, "Like dresses, dance partners, you Don't you find these interesting?"

"Frankly, I'm not as interested in these things as you are." I shrugged.

"I'm sorry—" Burst suddenly trembled, and then jumped up, "I think I have to go, my grandma is waving to me."

Pansy and I turned our heads, and saw an elderly witch in black standing on the side of the street looking in the direction of Burst.

"Okay then, bye."

"See you at Hogwarts."

Old Mrs. Bulstrode looked at Pansy and me with a stern and critical look, and when Bulstrode came to her side, she seemed to reprimand her a few words, and then they quickly blended into the crowd.

"She's got a tight grip on Bulstrode," Pansy said.

"I don't know how to put it, but it's so weird. Why didn't Berstrode's parents come with her? And her grandma didn't seem happy to see her talking to us."

"Your ice cream is here—Bost is gone?" Draco appeared in front of us with the ice cream, and there was still half an ice cream scoop left on Millicent's original seat that she hadn't finished eating. .

"Her grandma called her away, and we're talking about it." Pansy took her own ice cream. "Do you know what's going on at Burstrod's house?"

"I don't pay much attention to gossip or anything like that," Draco said with little interest.This is completely understandable. With the always proud style of the Malfoy family, I am afraid that neither Uncle Lucius nor Aunt Narcissa will be interested in studying these half-truths and half-false rumors.

"You must not know, Vio." Pansy scooped up a scoop of ice cream and put it in his mouth.

"Of course, I rarely even go to banquets." I stared at Pansy's mouth, "How does it taste?"

"It's a bit too cool, but in summer, it should be cooler." She jokingly said, "Well, let's get down to business, Millicent's mother is from the Shafik family, and no one from this family is currently studying at Hogwarts. Unfortunately, the last news for the couple is the birth of Millicent."

"What do you mean?" I put down the ice cream, and Pansy said with an inscrutable expression:

"There's been a lot of talk about it: murder, nervous breakdown, etc. But the latest one is... Millicent's parentage."

Draco interrupted suddenly: "I seem to have heard about this. It is said that old Mrs. Burst doesn't like Millicent because of this."

"That's right," Pansy nodded appreciatively, "In short, neither the Shafik nor the Bulstrode family has had black hair and black eyes, and Bulstrode is the first."

"Before coming to Hogwarts, Millicent Burst had been seen less in public than you, Vio," said Draco. "Honestly, I don't even remember her at school." What's it like here?"

"It's like the shadow hiding behind Greengrass." Pansy said sympathetically, "I guess her grandma's attitude may have had some influence on her."

Draco agreed: "Daphne seems to be enjoying the feeling of being in charge of Bestrode. I can only say that she feels too good about herself."

"I can understand Brsted's shyness. Think about it, such a family... I would be very sad if I were, after all, they are close relatives. And the Brsted family has no other grandchildren ’ said Pansy regretfully.

After witnessing the coldness between the Parkinsons, I've begun to realize that not every family has a happy life.Just like me too, in a sense I grew up in a disabled family.

"It reminds me of another guy," I couldn't help but interject.

Pansy smiled knowingly: "Neville Longbottom."

"Longbottom's grandmother is proud of her son and daughter-in-law, and Longbottom's wand seems to belong to his father." I said, "But it seems that Longbottom's performance at Hogwarts did not meet the expectations of old Mrs. Longbottom-although He made it to Gryffindor instead of Hufflepuff."

"Longbottom has a great talent in herbal medicine." Pansy looked at Draco and me, and we nodded in agreement, "But old Mrs. Longbottom probably hoped that he could be good at things like Charms and Transfiguration." Achievements in the subject."

"Have any of you met Neville Longbottom before coming to Hogwarts?" I asked.Unexpectedly, Draco nodded.

"Many years ago, in St. Mungo's. The dean took my dad to see their new facilities, and then on the fifth floor we met old Mrs. Lombard and her grandson."

"Sounds like your first meeting with Neville was much better than your first meeting with Harry," I said.

Pansy raised her eyebrows: "You have a good impression of Longbottom."

"I have the best impression of him among the Gryffindor students in his year," I said.

"Longbottom's mother handed him a candy wrapper, and old Mrs. Longbottom told him to throw it away, but he put it in his pocket anyway. Speaking of which, I even laughed at him because of it." Draco said frankly.

"I think Mrs. Longbottom just wants to give her son what she thinks is good." I sighed. "After all, she has..."

The story of the Longbottoms was a tragedy through and through, and everyone fell silent when it was mentioned.

"With all due respect, Draco," Pansy cleared his throat, "isn't old Mrs. Longbottom not treating your family very well?"

The person responsible for the tragedy of the Longbottoms was Bellatrix Black Lestrange, sister of Aunt Narcissa and aunt of Draco.In addition, although everyone has now tacitly kept quiet about the role of each family in those dark times, it does not mean that everyone is ignorant of it.

"To be exact, it's just indifference." Draco crossed his arms behind his head and leaned back on the chair. "She knows exactly who the culprit is. That person is now in Azkaban."

"I'm suddenly very grateful to Potter," I interjected.Pansy and Draco looked at me strangely.I went on: "You know, the person who caused Potter's tragedy in Potions class was my father! But he didn't hate me!"

Pan Xi was taken aback for a moment, she seemed to want to laugh out loud, but considering that it was a public place, she restrained herself a bit.

Draco, on the other hand, smiled faintly - an expression resembling Blaise's - and said nothing.

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In the original novel, Bester's sister paper is regarded as the Slytherin girl who appeared more often [second only to Pansy]