[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

For Hermione Granger, there was nothing worse than Draco Malfoy being alive.Seven years of confrontation is enough for her to understand what kind of person Malfoy is. Unlike other Slytherins, as long as Malfoy is still alive, he will never give up bringing the whole Slytherin back to England. The situation was once again in chaos.

Also, as much as Hermione hated to admit it, the fact was that Harry Potter was probably still helping Malfoy, or that he was already helping unwittingly.

The Ministry of Magic's trial of Draco has always been a thorn in Harry's heart. The Gryffindor sense of justice in his bones made him unable to agree with the Ministry of Magic's judgment. He insisted that even if Malfoy was not a good man, he would never 30 years in prison.And since he entered the Oro Department, the name Malfoy has been appearing in the application for retrial of major crimes, which made Hermione wonder if the seven-year hostility between them really existed.

Originally, Hermione wasn't worried that Harry would cause a big mess. Whether it was looking for Malfoy everywhere or submitting retrial applications continuously, she never objected, because she knew that doing so would not lead to any results.And if necessary, she wouldn't even mind accommodating Harry's wishes and holding a retrial to restore Draco Malfoy's legal status.Anyway, whether the identity is legal or not, Malfoy has no use for it.

Hermione has always been able to handle it with ease, until this moment, the real Draco Malfoy is standing in the box of the Quidditch World Cup stand, his platinum head is still eye-catching, and Zabini and Parkinson are beside him ...She glanced at William, and naturally ignored this gentle man.

"What are you looking at? The game is over."

Hermione's staring at the other side in a daze finally caught the attention of Harry and Ron. They followed Hermione's gaze, but found nothing.Draco and Pansy were already seated, the difference in height between the two tiers of boxes making them completely obscured by the outer wall of the grandstand.

Hermione withdrew her gaze calmly: "It's nothing, I just saw a few crazy fans." She almost pushed the two boys out of the box, avoiding the stands far away.

"Where are you going?" Ron asked, turning his head.

"To see someone from the Norwegian Ministry of Magic."

"Didn't you say you don't have to go?" Ron wrinkled his face and fought for it: "Yesterday I said to go around after the game, and you agreed."

"I've changed my mind now!" Hermione said loudly, dragging the two of them into the next box.

On the other side, William and Draco said goodbye to Blaise and Pansy, and were wandering around the arena.Draco's spur-of-the-moment bet on the Norwegian team had won him 200 Galleons, which was just enough to buy some souvenirs.Along the way, he tossed the newly bought dragon skin purse in a happy mood, and his steps were easy.

"I didn't know that Malfoy's family was still short of two hundred gold Galleons." William joked as he looked at his happy profile.

Draco raised his chin proudly: "Malfoy's underground vault is still half empty, do you know what that means?" He picked up the money bag and shook it: "The more the better."

There are wizards from all over the world on the road, and there are also British people among them. Draco saw several Hogwarts classmates, but they were all students from other colleges.If someone recognized him, he would just take a second look and then run away silently. No one wanted to spread gossip about him having an affair with a Death Eater and set himself on fire.

Draco passed by them indifferently, stopped in front of a shop, and lowered his head to pick out souvenirs.William didn't have much interest in these things. Looking around, he happened to see Caesar just ahead, walking with the servants of the Petrovic family.If I remember correctly, the uniform on this waiter means that he belongs to Miss Anna.

What are they doing together?William raised his eyebrows and whispered in Draco's ear, "I have to leave for a while."

Draco looked up and saw Caesar's back just in time, so he didn't ask any more questions, just said, "I'll wait for you here."

William disappeared into the sea of ​​people in a blink of an eye following Caesar's back, and Draco continued to pick out souvenirs, preparing to bring some gifts to Deni and 221b's neighbors.Anyway, Sherlock had guessed about his and William's identities, so there was nothing to hide.

"Draco Malfoy."

An unfamiliar female voice came from behind, and it was very close. The sudden appearance shocked Draco, and he didn't have the heart to pay attention to the charm of the voice itself.He turned around, and there was a beautiful and elegant woman standing in front of him, her blue eyes were scrutinizing him unscrupulously.It was Ana Petrovich.

At this time, Miss Petrovich looked completely different from when she was sitting in the box, without the mask of a sincere smile, her arrogance was not restrained at all, there was no trace of friendliness on her face, and strong disdain overflowed.

Draco raised his eyebrows, put on the signature smirk of the Malfoy family, raised his chin, and said without sincerity: "Is there anything I can do for you, ma'am."

Anna frowned imperceptibly, then raised her chin, and said in a condescending tone: "You can call me Petrovic."

Of course he knew who was in front of him, Draco nodded coldly and perfunctorily: "Nice to meet you." He didn't have any intention of saluting to the lady.

Just as she didn't care about Draco, Anna didn't notice his rudeness at all, her eyes lingered on him: "I'm very curious about you."

Draco raised an eyebrow: "What are you curious about?"

Anna stared at the silver and green snake pendant on his neck and paused slightly: "Of course you want something from Mr. Schiller. I can guess your purpose. Malfoy wants to make a comeback. Marriage with Schiller is indeed It's a good idea."

Draco didn't speak, just waited silently for her to continue.

"But from the perspective of the Schiller family, what use is Malfoy to Schiller?" Anna thought for a while ironically, then shook her head distressedly: "I can't think of it."

Draco raised an eyebrow, "So?"

Anna raised her chin and said arrogantly: "You are not suitable for the strongest in continental Europe."

As soon as she finished speaking, Draco laughed loudly, and the sound alarmed the wizards shopping around, but there were too many lunatics during the game, and a sudden burst of laughter was nothing, and soon no one Notice.

"What are you laughing at?" Anna asked, frowning.

Draco shook his head: "I guess you must think that the Petrovic family is suitable for William."

Anna's haughty expression has already answered, and this is her answer.

Draco looked at her sympathetically: "If the gap between Petrovich and Malfoy is so obvious, William doesn't want to choose you..." He imitated Anna just now and thought for a moment, then said helplessly : "With all due respect, I can only think of one reason—the Miss Petrovich's charm is limited."

No woman can bear that she is no better than a boy who has just grown up, Anna sneered, pulled out her wand, and threw a piercing arrow at Draco who was rude to her, just like punishing every wizard who was rude to her Cut out the bone.Draco, however, stood firmly in place, slipped his wand into his hand quickly, and deflected her attack with a flick.