If everyone in the world had a son like Harry Xavier, parents would not want to have a second child.
Lying on his bed, he looked depressedly at the stars above his head, that is, the sky in the tent, bored, or in other words, he thought with envy and resentment.
——I was ordered to be grounded at home on the first day of summer vacation. This was a rather depressing punishment for an eleven-year-old child. Of course, I protested the moment I heard the news, but the protest did not have any effect. As a result, Lucius's heart never wavered in the slightest.
He was not allowed to go out, play with the broom in the manor, and was not allowed to write to Harry. In short, until he realized his mistake and made corresponding guarantees to his father, the scope of his summer vacation activities was his own home, even Gardens are not included in this range.
"Our family is about to welcome a new family member after a long absence," Lucius said. "You can spend time with your mother at home. She has missed you for a long time."
If he hadn't had bruises on his face when he said this, and the way he turned away wasn't very smooth - the potion always takes some time to fully heal the injury - he would probably really feel that his father was like this Thought.
"That's not fair," Lucius gave the order during dinner time, so he angrily tossed the beef stew on his plate with his fork, almost breaking the handle of the fork, "I obviously didn't do anything wrong!"
Narcissa was sitting opposite him, frowning over a potion that had health benefits for pregnant women. After hearing this complaint, she comforted him and said:
"Don't worry, honey, I'll take care of it for you."
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However, Narcissa's comforting assurances seemed to be of no use. A week passed, and Lucius's attitude still couldn't be shaken. After finishing the homework thoroughly, he became completely idle.
That's why he lay in bed at night, turning over pancakes and unable to sleep. While he was flipping through the pages, he also had some other emotions. He felt infinite envy, jealousy and hatred towards Harry who ran towards his parents as soon as he got off the bus and left the platform without looking back.
His father's change in attitude toward him must have been because he was about to have a brother or sister. The value of an only child will depreciate once he has siblings, he must have thought glumly.
Harry's parents will definitely be very satisfied with his son. Harry's parents will definitely not lock him up. Harry's parents will definitely listen to his requests and worries... In short, Harry Xavier always seems to be right, always the one that everyone likes. The guy who thinks he is very good, if it weren't for his position, if the parents were different, Lucius's attitude would probably be...
...I didn't think about it and shuddered, thinking that Harry, who had a golden head and received a Slytherin aristocratic education, was too scary.
That would make this guy twice as sinister.
Yes, the insidiousness is confirmed in my head. This guy insidiously returned to his home country of America for a month when the British wizarding world was in turmoil. He waited until everything was settled before slowly coming back. In the end, he was able to avoid all the trouble and focus on studying, which almost cost him him. The throne of first place (although this throne was finally taken away by granger! Third place! A person who almost stayed at home for two months in one semester! One can imagine what would happen to the final ranking list if he did not drop classes. In this way, you must know that the reason why Lucius is so angry has a lot to do with the fact that he only came in second place...
Humans are probably such strange creatures. Normally, they could talk to Harry endlessly for half an hour, with all kinds of disdain and accusations. But when he was alone, he couldn't help but think of Harry's advantages. The more I think about it, the more I feel that I have no place to stand in this world.
...So why does Harryxavier do so well? If it were him, he would never be able to do this.
He turned over again in frustration, turning his back to the floor-to-ceiling window, but after being so bored that he silently counted three 'harryxavier's unforgivable shortcomings', he heard the strange bang of a fist hitting the glass. Voice.
Oh, and the shouting that I don’t know if it’s a nightmare or a sweet dream:
"?!" The voice of the person who didn't know whether it was a disaster or a savior made him turn over from the bed in almost a second and run to the window like a rolling ball, "Open the window!"
The curtains were originally neatly drawn, leaving only a small gap to ensure that he could sleep until after ten o'clock the next morning, but when they were opened now, he was simply stunned.
Outside the long floor-to-ceiling window, the green-eyed boy tapped his toes on the edge of the window, looking incredibly light and airy. Under the light of the full moon behind him, his green eyes were like emeralds among pearls, covered with a layer of light but still beautiful. The most dreamy thing is that there are white wings on his back, and every time he flaps, white feathers fall down, looking extremely soft.
He opened his mouth and was stunned for a long time before he freed his hands and opened the window.
It's not that he hasn't seen his friend with wings on his back, it's just that... against the backdrop of the sky and moonlight, everything looks like a dream, too beautiful.
Angel. He suddenly thought of such a word, then quickly shook his head and shook the word away.
"Yawn," Harry yawned and sneezed, and stretched out his hand, "I won't come in. You go and clean up. Hao, we'll leave right away."
"...Is this how you flew in?!" he asked in shock, "There is defensive magic outside our house, how did you fly in! No, why did you fly in! You can obviously apparate in! "
"That's not Apparition - your garden is very beautiful. I want to fly around and take a look." Harry waved his hand and sat down on the window edge. His legs swayed a few times, but he was careful not to touch it. He stretched out his hand and said, "Do you want to come with me? If you want to leave, quickly pack your things and put on your clothes. We'll leave now."
"You come in first!" She reached out and grabbed his hand, pulling him in.
"Uh, but I'm not wearing slippers..."
"Are you the master or am I the master! You actually want to slip on your slippers at this time!" After cursing angrily, he hurriedly found a few clothes and put them on. After finishing packing, he remembered to ask, "Wait a minute, you want to take me there." Where? My father won’t let me go out!”
Harry chuckled.
He laughed very strangely. After laughing twice, he reached out and patted his shoulder.
"Have you ever heard of the word runaway?"
"...Hey, why do you look more excited than me?!"
"Um... um," Harry realized that he was exposed and quickly changed the subject, "Do you want to try flying across the city? Without using a broom?"
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The night sky is very vast.
After casting a weight-reducing spell and being hugged by Harry's armpits, in just a few blinks, their feet were hanging in the air.
The weight reduction spell is actually very difficult to learn, but to be honest, not everyone learns it, but the one Harry used has one disadvantage and one advantage.
The advantage is more obvious, that is, the weight reduction goal is to make it really light.
The shortcomings are also obvious.
If Harry hadn't cast a binding spell on his hands along the way, and the wings on his back had blocked part of the wind, he might have been blown away by the night wind like a feather in his hands in a matter of minutes.
The city lights are bright at night, but no one will notice that above the sky, where human eyes cannot see, there are two little wizards flying freely.
"To be honest, I have always felt that riding a broom is not very comfortable," Harry said loudly while holding him flying in the sky, "Don't you think it's more comfortable this way!"
"How can a nerd like you, like a girl, understand the beauty of Quidditch!" He replied loudly, "Quidditch is about speed and passion!"
"You should ride Sirius's flying motorcycle, that's called Fast and Furious!! Now that you say that, I remembered. Do you like watching crime action movies? Great blockbusters produced in the United States!"
“I don’t understand what you are saying at all!!!”
The two people shouted back and forth under the night sky, flying all the way from the outskirts of Malfoy Manor through some scattered villages to the city. The lights and buildings all shrank and stood below them, as if the world could fly in a moment. To the end, but this road in the sky is very long. From the first shouting "This will mess up my hair" to the time he shouted the title of the classic American blockbuster, they did not fly to a place similar to the end.
"When you come to my house in a few days, the night view in the United States will definitely be better than that in the UK." Harry said proudly when he saw the city night view with bright lights below.
"You're British!" said, "You should really listen to your words yourself - now you are talking about being proud of America!"
"No, I'm an American. It says so on my household registration." Harry said with a smile, and then started to descend, "We'll be there soon."
What? Is this it? !
I couldn't help but say: "This is too fast, I think we must not have arrived yet... Just fly for a while longer! Speaking of which, where are you taking me?"
"Number 12 Grimmauld Place," Harry glanced at him inexplicably, "Where else can I take you to live other than there? Don't you know, it was Sirius who informed me that I took you out."
:"…………ah?"
After a second, he finally understood what kind of promise Narcissa's 'I will solve it' was.
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Harry and Harry landed at the door of No. 12 Grimmauld Place at 11 o'clock in the middle of the night. Sirius was discharged from the hospital at the end of last month. While being questioned by Lupin for a month, he and Lupin made up their minds to completely destroy this house. After cleaning up, Charma found a connection, and Sirius paid for a freezing facility that was comparable to magic. This greatly changed Kreacher's view of Muggles and Harry. In the past, this guy looked at Harry as if he was a liar. A thief and abductor, now Harry has become its 'noble little master'.
This resulted in Harry not being very willing to come to Black's house to play - the phrase "little master" really made him feel numb, and it made him feel weird and panicked just like the 'savior'.
"You are finally back!" Sirius greeted his nephew and godson at the door, laughing and holding one in each other's arms as they entered, "Remus has prepared hot chocolate and some midnight snacks, come in, ha, I can't wait to see it. Lucius’s twisted face!”
He patted his shoulder with a passion he had never known before.
"You're staying with me this summer. I'll buy you whatever you want. If you want to play with Harry, go find him. If you want to play Quidditch, go out and fly. I've prepared your room, which is right next to Harry's. ! I will take you shopping together when school starts, don’t be afraid of that old dog!"
My father was scolded as an old dog: “…………”
"Why, are you embarrassed to be here with me?" Sirius didn't realize that he said bad things about others in front of other people's children, and asked, "Don't be embarrassed, I am your uncle after all."
: "...I have a question," he suddenly turned around and pulled Harry, pointed at Sirius who was smiling, and asked, "You, you, you, use your Legilimency to see - he can't be someone else's compound medicine." Is the decoction pretending to be?!"
Harry, who explained 'That's not Legilimency' countless times in a month: "..."
Sirius smiled, his veins twitching, and he reached out and touched the back of his nephew's precious head.
"Why do you deserve a beating so much?"
