"Is this your dog?"
The man spoke in a strange voice that was neither light nor heavy, neither far nor near.
The strange thing is that although he seems to be a frivolous person, the three children still can't help but have a slight affection for this person.
"...Yes. Someone gave this to my sister a few days ago." Harry answered vaguely out of caution. Although the man in front of him was probably the brother of the person who gave the dog, the few words Na revealed made him Harry had a very bad suspicion.
That blond uncle didn't give away the dog without telling his brother, right?
The man snorted unintelligibly, and picked up the tag worn by Na with his finger: "...lensherr?"
"It's my sister." Harry said calmly, "You like dogs very much?"
"But I clearly remember that this is my dog. He just got lost a few days ago." The man said this slowly, "Why is my lost dog at your house? Don't you think it's a coincidence, Fen?" Rieux?"
The name Fenrir probably refers to the white dog, because after he barked, the big white dog waggled its tail excitedly and whined.
"This... I'm not sure. I was not at home when Fenrir was brought back, sir."
Harry felt a sense of oppression for no reason, and couldn't help but put his hands behind his back like he was being inspected by Hank for his science homework when he was a child, "Um, do you want to take this dog away now?"
After hearing what he said, she raised her eyebrows and stretched out her hand to squeeze Harry's hand behind his back - okay, he's not stupid. Although he wasn't lying, he didn't answer the question honestly.
It is true that Harry was not at home when the dog was brought back, but this does not mean that he does not know the ins and outs of this incident, and it does not mean that no one here does not know how this incident happened, such as himself.
"I didn't know the name of this dog before, but I was planning to give it a name," Harry said.
Look, it’s this kind of thing again.
Na does mean that I didn't know the dog's name 'before', but that doesn't mean I don't know it 'now'. And no matter how you listen to this sentence, it will make people think that the little girl just met the dog occasionally and hugged it back, not something else.
"You said this dog belongs to you. What evidence do you have?" He coughed to cover up his smile and put on his usual expression of trying to bully his classmates into grabbing good things. "This dog doesn't have your tag on it, so why do you say it belongs to you?" ..." Then he was glared back by Harry with a "Don't make trouble" look.
Not understanding the situation, he just frowned unbearably: "What happened? It's just a dog, Alfoy, don't tell me you still need a dog. If the dog really belongs to them, then send it back." .”
"This is a matter of face."
I don't curl my lips in my heart.
He is more handsome than Harry and Harry. Just by listening to the conversation between the blond man and the man in a suit with a mustache that day, he figured out the general matter - this matter is said to be a thing, but in fact it is just that the older brother in the family does not want to He wanted a dog, but his younger brother insisted. The older brother wanted to give the dog away but was afraid that his younger brother would be angry, so he gave the dog away and told his younger brother that the dog was lost.
Since the older brother treated them as spearmen and happily sent the dog over, then the younger brother should not even think about taking the dog back! If you do this, your elder brother won’t be able to explain it to your younger brother!
The abacus in his heart was rattling, and bad news kept popping up, but it was obvious that he was unlucky today, and this matter did not develop as he imagined.
The black-haired man sneered and said softly: "Evidence? The evidence is that you don't know the true face of this little guy." He said, grinning, "Do you think it is a dog?"
With a squeal, the big white dog was picked up by him. The man walked up to them. Several children were wondering what he was going to do. Suddenly, the big white dog was held in front of their eyes. He had the best eyes and common sense and could see clearly. The dog suddenly screamed:
"ah!!!!!!!!!!!"
That's not a soft, cute, docile, and well-behaved big white dog... that's an adult silver wolf with long silver hair, scary eyes, and sharp teeth! ! ! Moreover, the wolf's head was leaping forward ferociously, blowing up the strong wind while opening its bloody mouth and biting forward fiercely!
Snapped! !
When the wolf's head opened its mouth and was about to bite the tip of the middle nose, the man smelled a slight smell of sulfur and a snapping sound. Then, the three children disappeared out of thin air in front of his eyes.
The man holding the silver wolf's claws' eyes lit up, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face, and then disappeared.
He didn't move anymore, but slowly raised his hands, as obedient as a prisoner being pointed at by the police.
Because at that moment, the boy's wand was pressed against his back.
"Can you use magic?" the man said playfully, as if he had discovered some interesting game, "Let me guess... what you are pointing at me is your wand?"
"You know how to use magic? This is what I should ask. I'm sure it's just a dog..." Harry said, moving for a moment still required too much energy for him. At this time, the wand was pointed directly at the man's head. , very angry.
"Who are you?" Harry breathed for a few seconds and asked calmly, with thousands of answers running through his mind. The answer he least expected to get was of course a Death Eater. "I have met the uncle next door...who is my brother. He I don’t know about wizards, he saw my wizard robe hanging outside and thought it was my preparation for Halloween, and he didn’t recognize the cauldron I put in the living room.”
The man sneered, with a hint of coldness in his smile: "Oh, what am I talking about? Even if you let him eat ten golden apples, he will not grow up to pay any attention to these - he is just smart and subtle. stand up."
After a pause, his expression became a little resentful: "...Yes, who else should he be wary of besides me? No one. Everyone except his brother is a good person. That's the kind of person he is."
“But—that doesn’t mean he won’t show up when he’s supposed to.”
The man sighed in the same rhythm as reciting poetry.
Thump, thump.
With two plops, Harry found that his side was empty, and then Harry felt a dull pain on the back of his neck. As his eyes darkened, Harry thought to himself that it was over, and he immediately bumped his elbow back - but it was useless. The body of the person behind him was as hard as an iron plate, and then there was pain in the back of his neck. Harry's vision was still dark, and he stared unwillingly and fell straight down.
Although his aunt's special training allowed him to withstand the first blow, the second, more severe blow so close was too much for him.
The three children fell on the grass like Jenga, stacked on top of each other. Harry fell last, so he fell directly on top of his two friends.
…………
Seeing that the children were unconscious, the man with black hair and green eyes lowered his raised hands. The resentment on his face disappeared, replaced by a relaxed and comfortable look.
"I told you to pay attention to the next door." He said to the blond man who was clumsily arranging the children in order, "but you just didn't listen, Thor."
"It doesn't mean anything that they pointed that little stick at you. It's you who is trying to intimidate them -" the blond man replied firmly, with a bad tone, "They are all good boys - the pudding you like best is made by Harry, Loki .”
"Oh, I was just teasing them. After all, I was bored, but it wasn't me who knocked them unconscious." The man showed that innocent and frivolous smile again, "It wasn't me who knocked them unconscious with my knife. , it's you." He took a step closer, and after scanning, his green eyes that seemed to be able to speak were fixed on Harry, "The quality is good. But he is the one who should check the details most."
Thor didn't use much force, but basically, his one-handed knife can definitely knock out women and children. In other words, if the one-handed knife can't knock them unconscious and a second blow is needed, then there is definitely something wrong with the child.
As for what the 'problem' is, it needs to be carefully weighed.
"He looks pretty good." Thinking of the boy's black hair and green eyes, Loki kicked the blond guy next to him again, "But this one looks really stupid."
Someone with blond hair and blue eyes gritted his teeth.
By this time, the big white dog had long lost its wolfish appearance - it was just a small spell cast on it - and was roaring at Thor.
"Don't worry, I will erase the memories of these children. There is no need for SHIELD and the Avengers to come and worry about losing a few hairs-" Loki picked up the big white dog and stared at his brother, "-but you are Don’t you have something to say to me?”
Seeing the big white dog's beady eyes that could be called aggrieved accusations, and his brother's indifferent and waiting expression, Thor knew that he was in the wrong, and his previous cold and hard aura suddenly disappeared.
"...I'm sorry, loki."
He lowered his head and said in annoyance, and Loki sneered, letting go and letting the big white dog pounce on him, happily smearing saliva all over his head, and biting off several strands of blond hair——
——This is the main reason why Thor doesn't like this dog.
…………
The brother of the brother next door comes to pet the dog every now and then.
Then he would come to disturb the purity of Xavier's house every now and then.
But for Harry, this day was generally relatively peaceful.
"Why don't you act like a girl?" I complained, turning over a page of the book. "You probably don't go shopping, shopping, or parties."
"I had a good time in the reading club, thank you." He said, "It's unbelievable, Alfoy, you came to the United States for just one vacation and fell like those people."
"Ahem, remember there is an American sitting here." Harry coughed a few times.
"Oh look, our know-it-all lady looks down on Americans, or do you look down on American education?" She said with great interest as if she had caught a clue, "Look, Harry!"
"It's not that I have a problem with the United States," he flipped his long hair impatiently, "I have a problem with 'certain people' - my cousin came back from the United States this time, and she seemed like she didn't have any clothes on. It’s like the pole dancer can’t eat—”
"Pole dancer?" She frowned, snarled, and turned her head to cover Harry's ears, "Don't listen."
"Yes, it's 'evil——'" he said angrily, "She's only a teenager? She has six pierced ears and wears short shorts. It's as if she was born without a shawl. She actually dares to talk about me. She’s a country girl! She said something about me, saying I’m stupid!”
"You're just...ow!"
Just as he was about to agree, he was kicked by Harry with a daily warning - this was also the reason why he didn't want to see it coming. Who wants to be beaten every day?
He did not reflect at all on the reason for his daily rudeness.
"Do you think I should... get my ears pierced or something..." After complaining, she suddenly touched her ears and stopped. She seemed to be asking her two friends, but she seemed to be confused. I felt this behavior was quite shameful, so my eyes wandered.
"It's up to you." Harry comforted her graciously, "You're just as good-looking without a fight. You don't need to look like your cousin."
"Oh, oh, no, no, no, no," he patted the table and sneered, "I'm sure she won't fight in the end. Who is she? If she really fights, then I will buy a few hundred galleons for Christmas this year. Give her the earrings, which are magic gemstones that can blind Weasley's eyes with just one glance."
"Evil, I don't want it. I'm afraid I don't agree with your taste. Just keep it for yourself."
"It's like no one is willing to buy it for you!" He said, "I don't care if you don't wear it. When the time comes, I will buy a more expensive one for my sister to wear!"
"Sister?" He glanced at Harry in confusion, "Mrs. Alfoy has given birth?"
"Listen to his nonsense," Harry said calmly, "He said it must be a sister, so he calls her sister every day."
Shaking his head, he then put up the book in his hand to cover his face, ignoring his gesture of spitting, and turned his head to Harry, "Well, then, Harry, there is something I have always wanted to say - Ron wants to invite You go to his house as a guest - Neville also wants to invite you - "
: "What?! I don't allow it!!"
: "What do you think, Harry?"
Harry thought for a while, asked about the date, and then shook his head, "I'm afraid I don't have much time at that time - I have an adventure summer camp that I want to participate in, and that date happens to be the assessment period. If I pass the assessment, I will be there in a few days. Gotta get going.”
"Adventure summer camp?" Some people were surprised, "Are you still planning to join the ordinary people's summer camp?"
"It's an adventure summer camp with the learning theme of 'Wild Rescue' - aren't you also participating in the 'Ordinary People' reading club?" Harry said with a smile.
His face turned slightly red, he plucked his hair and nodded.
"Wait a minute," he raised his hands and knocked down all the books they had in front of them, "what is summer camp?"
"Don't you even know this, Alfoy? This is an outdoor group activity that usually involves some kind of -"
Sneered: "Have you participated?"
He stared and said nothing.
"It is a group outdoor activity that requires hardship (for you), is tiring (for you), and has a certain theme (that may not be of interest to you)." Harry summed it up directly.
: "...Oh." He nodded, and then put their books back up with a snap.
"...Is he really not interested anymore?" he asked Harry quietly.
Harry asked her calmly: "Do you think you are someone who is interested in dirty summer camps?"
Immediately shook his head quickly and slightly.
Harry continued to say calmly: "That's fine."
: "...You've revealed his personality more and more, Harry."
Harry sighed: "I can't help it, who calls him my nephew?"
The eavesdropper immediately slammed the table angrily: "Who did you say is your nephew?!"
Harry smiled and said nothing.
——However, things are always like this, and the world is always like this.
They like to turn things around a thousand times... In other words, they like to give you big news when you think things are certain, or in other words, they like to play with the unexpected.
For Harry, this thing was that although he had successfully crushed this copy of the game, he discovered something wonderful in the most wonderful place. This was something he never expected in his dreams.
——It is precisely because of this mentality that when he got on the bus at the entrance of the park where the summer camp was gathering, he saw a boy carrying a suitcase, sneering and glaring away with a boy he had a nice chat with, and sitting down next to him. He was so shocked Can't say a word...
Let’s put it this way——
Harryxavier, for the first time, he was dumbfounded when it came to Alfoy.
