[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

"Is there anything I can do for you?" The newly born magic contract fell into William's hands. He glanced at it casually, handed the parchment to Draco, and looked sideways at Astoria.

Since the spell left just now should have caused enough fright to the Greengrasses, William did not continue to put on his usual gentle gesture in front of Astoria.In other words, after the brief contact just now, he no longer intends to waste energy in front of Greenglass.

The tall man stood upright, his body blocked the sunlight, his indifferent and icy eyes fell on Astoria so lightly, looking down at her, it made people feel like falling into an ice cellar, and felt a kind of biting pain in the midsummer of July. cold.The little girl opened her mouth, but the question she was about to say got stuck in her throat, and she couldn't even utter a single sound.

"Go back quickly, Mr. Greengrass should be in need of care right now." Seeing her silence, William said lightly.Out of habit, he smiled at the little girl, but because of the coldness in the amber eyes, the smile did not relax, it only caused more panic.

Astoria stood stiffly in front of several people, alone and distinct.She looked at the seniors for help, but only saw Draco watching the drama, Blaise's indifference, Pansy's schadenfreude, and Marcus' impatience because he couldn't figure out the situation.

After leaving the school, the younger generations of the major families also have their own positions.The pure friendship of classmates is replaced by family interests.Only then did Astoria realize that the days of seniors providing help for free were over.Not to mention that she has now transferred to Beauxbatons, she is no longer a Slytherin, and the last bit of contact with a few people is gone.

"If it's okay..." Draco said slowly, and Astoria interrupted him in the middle of his words.

"My father, he...he..." The little girl bit the bullet and popped out a few words, but she still couldn't bring it up, asking William to take back the spell and let his father go.

She hesitated to speak incompletely, and William also knew what happened, and said, "He can't die."

"Can……"

"Okay." William raised his hand and pressed it lightly in mid-air, and Astoria's voice was instantly stuck. "Don't worry, I'm just helping him." William said lightly, as if he really felt that he was doing something good: "Since Mr. Greengrass thinks he is so shameless, why don't he realize his idea? Anyway It’s just a piece of cake for me.”

"Father, he just wants to find someone to rely on for the family. If he knew that you were engaged to Senior Malfoy, he would definitely not propose a marriage." The little girl hurriedly explained, confident in her father's character of judging the situation.

William shook his head: "Maybe, but it's not important. I also noticed that Mr. Greengrass has a long-standing grudge against the Malfoy family, right?"

Astoria frowned in pain, but couldn't think of any reason to refute.Since the Dark Lord failed, Malfoy was wanted, and Greengrass fled to France for the first time. Her father often laughed at Malfoy in public for being ignorant of people. The most wanted list.Those remarks are so high-profile that you can ask any French wizard to know a few words, and it is meaningless not to admit it.

"Go back." Draco, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally said coldly: "William said he won't die, so he won't die. Go back and tell him that the Malfoy house hasn't collapsed yet."

"Are you still going?" Marcus, who hadn't guessed that William had already done it himself, was confused and finally couldn't help urging.Blaise and Pansy had promised to accompany him to the Quidditch shopping street yesterday, and the delay with the youngest daughter of the Greengrass family was simply maddening.

His dissatisfaction was clearly expressed, Astoria didn't know how to place his awkward hands and feet, and his whole body was as stiff as a piece of wood.Draco sighed helplessly at Marcus' behavior of bullying the little girl, but he didn't say anything, and waved his hand towards Astoria: "Goodbye, little Greengrass."

A few people disapparated and left on the spot, Astoria could only watch helplessly, and returned to the restaurant alone, facing the hysterical father and the anxiously waiting sister.

……

Just as the Slytherins were reuniting, Hermione and Ron were talking about them in a wizarding hotel.

Hermione had been obsessed with Draco's proposed deal since the last time she had seen Draco in private.Even though she was very resistant in her heart, she had to admit that the Galleons and hundreds of jobs that a single route could bring would be a timely help to the current British wizarding world.Although the charcoal sender was the troublemaker herself, she had to think about it for the many wizards who were struggling in their lives.

From the group stage to the semi-finals, after long hesitation and thinking, Hermione finally avoided Harry and mentioned Draco Malfoy to Ron.

"You met him alone? Why didn't I know?" Ron frowned and asked very unhappy.Of course Hermione could act alone, that was her freedom, but after the restaurant incident, Ron didn't want to have anything to do with Draco Malfoy.

Malfoy is different from the past. From his brief fight with Caesar, he is now a real dark wizard, and he doesn't mind killing people ruthlessly.No matter why Hermione had to go to see him alone, the act itself was dangerous.

"It was he who asked me out to negotiate a deal." Hermione said very frankly. Anyway, it was indeed Malfoy who deliberately misled her and made her rush to Bryggen. There is nothing wrong with saying that.

She told Ron about the route in detail, and analyzed how many family coffers this deal could save in the current British wizarding world.

"I understand." Ron wiped his face, and the very impactful and tempting numbers Hermione just mentioned were still echoing in his mind.However, he still has doubts about this pie that fell from the sky: "Why did he do this? Just for legal status? He should know that even if we cancel the arrest, it will be very difficult for the Slytherins to return to the UK."

People after the war have just lost their relatives and friends, and are facing an economic crisis. Naturally, they need objects of hatred, and the Slytherins who took away a lot of wealth bear the brunt.Therefore, even if they return to the UK, Slytherin will not be able to be a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Magic or become a Hogwarts school director as he used to be.Perhaps, not becoming a street mouse is already the best ending.

Hermione replied: "According to Malfoy's explanation, he himself needs to have a legal status to become a Norwegian citizen, and others just incidentally. Malfoy cannot win the Arctic Circle route by himself, so he needs the help of other Slytherins. pay them."

"Wait!" Ron jumped up suddenly: "You mean the Arctic Circle route?"

Hermione looked at him blankly: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

There was a silence in the room. Ron walked to the table and picked up the three gold-plated invitations for the engagement ceremony of the power holder Schiller on the top, flashing through his mind all kinds of things he encountered after arriving in Norway.

As a wizard who grew up in a pure-blood family, Ron knew more about European families. For example, he knew very well that the route to the Arctic Circle should belong to the Russian Petrovich family.The current Malfoy family wants to counter the giant bear Petrovich, which is tantamount to a dream. Even if they unite with the entire fallen Slytherin, they don't want to shake the helm of the extremely cold place.

But the Schiller family is different. The Norwegian Schiller family is all acting school. They are like dormant poisonous snakes, always attacking suddenly, killing with one blow, and watching the enemy go to perish unwillingly.Because they seldom confront people head-on, no one knows how strong they are, including William, who only has a rumored title-the most powerful black wizard in the European continent. Everyone who has seen how powerful he is is dead. .

Who can say exactly how far Schiller and Petrovic are, or whether they have become stronger?If it was they who were going to take a route from Petrovic, the odds were great.

A bold conjecture gradually took shape in Ron's mind. He stared at the invitation in shock, and immediately threw all three copies into the trash can. After using several of them to clean up, it was like treating three copies of a curse.

"What are you doing?" Hermione asked, frowning.

"We'll go back to England after the World Cup." Ron said firmly.

"What's going on!" Hermione also stood up and asked eagerly.

Ron looked at her and said seriously: "The affairs of the Schiller family and the Petrovic family have nothing to do with us, don't get involved."

One sentence didn't reveal much information, but it was enough for Hermione. She opened her mouth wide, not daring to say anything: "You said Alan Schiller really wanted to swallow Petrovic?"

Ron nodded: "If you know Petrovic, you will know how domineering they are. They only plundered from others, not from them. Even if Alan Schiller married their daughter, he would only It will become their next target of plunder. But now he doesn't worry about the family's future at all, and he still thinks that he will control the Arctic Circle route, one of the pillars of the Petrovic family, why?"

"Malfoy is actually dealing with the Schiller family, which is much easier for him." Hermione murmured, "But if we talk directly to Petrovich on behalf of the British Ministry of Magic..."

"Don't think about it." Ron sighed: "If you really want to get the route, then wait for news from Malfoy. Petrovic will not use the Arctic Circle route to negotiate a deal with anyone. There are not enough interests , Schiller will not talk to us. Only when Malfoy wants something from us, will he make a condition for the route."