It was a warm afternoon, not too hot, not too cool, but the students at Hogwarts didn't care. They crowded towards one place, with either eagerness or fear on their faces. All in all, all students in the world are always the same at this time.
——This is a time when the final exam results are freshly released.
When the desire to go home, plans and expectations for vacations, and fear of grades are mixed together, it is understandable that people will panic. There was no need to pack the luggage. The house elves would carry the boxes to the car, so after eating in the lobby, everyone rushed to one place.
Holding her schoolbag, Hermione squeezed her way through the crowd. While asking questions repeatedly, she raised her head high and her eyes repeatedly scanned the transcript posted on the bulletin board:
"So, have you seen him?"
"Don't ask me," the person she questioned said angrily, "we are the two people with the same exam schedule. Why don't you ask hufflepuff to see if those idiots were scared in the exam room? Admire?"
He had a very bad attitude when he said this. Maybe it was because the topic seemed more scary recently. The crowded crowd around him at least gave him a half-meter radius of space, which made him hold a full bag. The snacks in the school bag are also saved from being squeezed.
"This is so effective," Draco said mockingly, "Why should I invest in buying limited edition products in the future? I can just bring Harry and I can get the effect of Moses dividing the sea."
"Answer me first, have you seen it?" Hermione said.
"Hermione, what's there to ask? He must be here, look at the name there," Ron stuffed a toffee he stole from Draco into his mouth, confused by the two students who had the best grades in the grade. What are the people thinking? The red-haired boy pointed in the distance, "Hermione, stop looking up from the bottom. Are you going to fall out of the top ten? Are you kidding me? No, Harry's name is there - Oh Merlin," Ron's careless expression suddenly changed, and he said erratically as if in a dream, "He-how did he do it?"
"There's nothing surprising about that." Neville said lightly beside him, but it could be seen from the expression on his face that he was filled with admiration and envy at the moment, "Harry was ranked third last year, wasn't he?"
Hermione and Draco moved their eyes to the top together. They found themselves in the second and third places respectively, and the first place was obviously occupied by their friend, Harry X□□ier's name Shining at the very top, the score is a terrifying perfect score.
"Let's check it out, guys," Ron said, "Did I remember it wrong - Harry did miss a lot of classes, didn't he? How did he do it? He's better than Percy!"
The corners of Draco's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to say who are the 'guys' with you, but he read the published transcript no less than three times, up and down, left and right, and Harry's name still ranked first, which was still scary. There were all o's in every word, and it happened to be on top of Hermione's name, and Draco's own name was separated from it by one, ranking third.
But Ron's dreamy expression is understandable.
After that incident passed, to the surprise of some people and what most people expected, Harry never came to class properly again.
For Harry and the mutants, or generally humans around the world, 'that thing' is the Sword of Damocles that Apocalypse hangs over human heads and will definitely fall. Once it falls, it may be the end; For Draco, 'that thing' was Harry's dying crisis, and Felton also put the Sword of Damocles on his head, which scared him to death. For Hermione, Ron, and Neville, 'that incident' was dangerous and unclear. It was mixed with worries about friends and vigilance about Lockhart. In the end, the lives of the three of them were also threatened. Fortunately, Finally Salazar called Harry back in time.
But for ordinary Hogwarts students, the biggest, most eye-catching, and nearest center point of 'that thing' is Harry Potter. It was him who made people suspicious, who caused panic, who left a series of questions beyond the students' expectations... Well, also, he was the only wizard who could talk to snakes at present, as far as Draco heard the news. In addition, many people were speculating whether Harry was the Dark Lord who had mixed in after drinking age-reducing potion and polyjuice potion. This scared many people to sleepless nights, and the amulet began to spread among the students.
"The worst that can happen is that I'll be asked to work for the Department for the Regulation, Control and Conservation of Magical Creatures," Cedric said good-naturedly to the inquirer. "My father would be very happy. You know, he works there. Find someone who will be very happy." Human language is too difficult for people.”
Ridiculous remarks were spread from ear to ear. Draco rolled his eyes every time he heard them and didn't bother to pay attention. He had other things to worry about. Hermione, on the other hand, always had fierce arguments with people, while Ron and Neville fought with some of the most vicious people - to be honest, it's hard to believe that the rumors finally came from hufflepuff. The suspect, the slytherin, remained strangely silent.
r□□enclaw maintained a subtle half-and-half attitude - he neither believed that the rumors were true, nor could he deny some things, such as parseltongue, strange magic, and Harry's parents did attack Ministry of Magic officials. Be ruthless, and when there is no way to get the real and well-founded truth, there will always be a lot of speculation, even if it may be very unfair to the parties involved.
In the end, the professors took action and severely suppressed the spread of this rumor. When Snape returned to teach the Potions class and also served as the temporary substitute professor of the Defense Against Dark Arts class, the students finally had the energy to discuss the matter. A large part of them were squeezed out and left.
This situation surprised Hermione and her group, and then they suddenly realized that many things in the world may be free.
Draco didn't have the time at all. Just the things sent by the Ministry of Magic were enough to make him irritated: Felton left a letter and a bunch of keys, and the Ministry of Magic also sent an official letter (the kind that could talk, which made him irritated). Draco couldn't help but sarcastically speculate that they are rarely efficient in this area, they must be scared), after skipping some regulations, what it means is that according to his wishes, all the things and property of James Felton belong to Draco Malfoy , including three vaults, two properties, a large area of real estate, and all the personal belongings he left behind. The keys that can open the vaults, personal storage cabinets, and private real estate are naturally the ones in Draco's hand.
Although Snape was responsible for two courses, he naturally had his own room, so Felton's office was sealed, waiting for Draco to take it away at any time, or store it in Gringotts.
There were a dozen documents sent by the Ministry of Magic, and they were all thrown on Draco's table during breakfast time. He gritted his teeth and was watched with subtle eyes by everyone at the table. After counting the documents, he found that he suddenly became The wealth of the richest person on this table suddenly exceeds that of many middle- and lower-class pure-blood families.
After giving this property to Draco, he found that he suddenly became rich, in a personal sense, because this property was almost comparable to Harry, who inherited the huge inheritance of his parents and family, even if Lucius kicked him out all at once. The family, freezing his Gringotts treasury, he could lie on the golden galleon and do nothing, just live like this for the rest of his life.
Draco spent a long time trying to figure out whether this was 'pity and sympathy for the weak' or 'help to his past self and disposal of useless property', and at the same time he couldn't help but wonder whether this was a legacy.
But who knows. No one knows, even if Draco is the person closest to Felton, he has no idea about this person and his whereabouts.
What made Draco most irritated was that Harry had left him in school, but he seemed to have grown up in the United States and didn't see him much in class. This was also what Ron was confused about: Harry's second half. For one semester, it can almost be said to be a perfect state of skipping classes.
'Of course I can ask him to come back and accompany me,' Draco was tempted by this idea countless times, but every time he thought of the state of that morning, he rejected the idea and convinced himself, 'This sounds too stupid, it's not like I don't have anyone to accompany me. The young wizard is about to cry! And it doesn't make me look special...'
He remembered the morning of that day. He had slept well all night since midnight. Maybe he was in a good mood, maybe he could talk to anyone at this age, but at that moment he had strange thoughts.
he's mine.
Therefore, it was difficult for him to look directly at Harry in a short period of time, but as time passed, longing took over, and it felt too bad to be alone next to him.
"What on earth are you busy with?"
Draco once asked Harry this question when he took the time to visit him. He knew that Harry could not reduce his appearance because of the rumors. Harry was someone who found it difficult to care about such things, and when Harry was asked this question, he had an expression on his face. Of course, there's also this bit of 'what nonsense are you talking about'.
"My dad is getting married, and I want to help!"
Harry said, "We still have a lot of things to do." By the way, he also complained a long time, "It's really troublesome to deal with the post-war situation, Draco. There is chaos in Cairo right now. Many people are brainwashed by theories. Now that It is very difficult for the local politics and economy to recover. I guess this is why the period dominated by legends and myths perished, because people did not entrust progress to themselves at all, but entrusted it to God——"
"I'm not interested in those," Draco decisively interrupted his rambling analysis, "When will you come to class?"
"The wedding is scheduled for the summer vacation, and maybe I haven't finished my work after the summer vacation," Harry said regretfully, "I guess I'm going to fail this semester." After thinking about it, he jokingly said, "I think other people are too Take a breath - I'm told I'm scarier than a dementor now, and everyone needs an amulet to protect against a sudden curse or a snake attack."
Damn it, he was studying better than anyone else.
Now that the final exams were over, Draco looked at his report card, then looked at the students around him who were avoiding him with their heads lowered, for fear of offending or bumping into them. He secretly cursed a bunch of idiots, and then walked away.
"Where are you going?" Hermione squeezed in the front and asked Draco while helping to find Ron and Neville's names, "We're going home on the Hogwarts Express soon!"
"walk around."
Draco replied.
But the direction he walked and his steps only pointed to one destination.
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Harry sighed. He was lying on his back on the sofa, holding a shopping list in his hand, but his attention was not on it for the time being.
"So, Professor Felton can't be found anyway, right?" he asked.
"Can't find it," Emma said opposite him, applying nail polish while making a casual report with her boss's future son, "I know he helped you a lot and indirectly saved your life, sweetheart. , no matter what the purpose is, we can thank him, but since he doesn’t want it so much, what can we do to him?”
Harry hesitated, but luckily he didn't face Emma, otherwise Emma would have read his mind because of this expression.
"I think Draco cares about Professor Felton very much," Harry said, sitting up and gesturing, "Professor Felton has done a lot for us without saying a word. Of course I am grateful to him, but I think Draco's mood is not right. ," he considered the words, "This feeling seems to be different from the feeling I have for Professor Felton. I think it is necessary to find Professor Felton and ask."
That's definitely not gratitude, at least not pure gratitude. Harry has always been able to be keenly aware of other people's emotions, especially Draco. However, once he encounters Felton's situation, it is difficult for Harry to make accurate judgments. Or rather, even Draco himself may not know that he can take Felton's... The secret is well hidden.
It was as if Felton was extremely special to Draco. There were some secrets that only they could know. This almost made Harry feel a little envious for the first time, but it was also rare that he found himself thrown out of the circle. It was like the least likely among a group of children. The gregarious one is thrown out, lest he discovers a secret known to everyone in the circle.
"Huh?" Emma raised her eyebrows without raising her head. The tone of her voice was very clear that she did not accept this reason.
"it is true."
Harry said helplessly, "I'm just... a little curious."
There was something going on between Draco and Felton, which Draco didn't intend to tell Harry - Harry noticed this and accepted it rationally, but still couldn't help but want to explore it.
Thinking about it now, Harry felt that Felton was an amazing person - if he were Felton, he would never take Draco to Cairo. He was very gentle towards Harry, but Harry respected him and appreciated him, but felt far away from him. Even when Felton stood in front of him, the feeling of unreality was very strong.
Draco was on the contrary. Felton had been making things difficult for him, picking on his faults, and scolded him a lot. But Harry knew how Draco talked about Felton. Felton should never be far away from Draco, and he even succeeded in becoming It's one of Draco's habits.
"Although we don't need to know what his purpose is, maybe Erik wants to know," Emma said casually, "but since what we are doing is beneficial and harmless to you, we just pretend that there is an adult mixed among a bunch of mutants. "The Wizard...Have you finished reading it? Do you think you need to add anything more? Maybe the wedding planner can hire someone with the most romantic style. Although Erik and Charles are both fathers, I don't think they have done it at all." It’s the period of love.”
Harry curled his lips and continued to read the list carefully. Nina is still too young, and Peter is more suitable for carrying things. Wanda knows nothing about this, so Harry is responsible for planning the preparations. This is why he can't go to class on time: he is too busy, and Erik is too difficult, Erik Insisting that every member of the family be involved in this matter, Nina was given the job of 'selecting desserts and ice cream for the wedding', but Harry was given a very tedious job every day. Sitting at the table and calculating, where is the wedding, who should be chosen as the planner, what decorations are needed... He needs to take a look at all of these, and he has something to answer when Eric asks. Moreover, if he hadn't personally participated in Charles's marriage, he would have regretted it for the rest of his life. Anyway, Harry didn't think there would be a second wedding.
Charles and Erik love each other so much, how could they be willing to dissolve the marriage they finally got and let others take it away?
Before the preparations for this matter, at least Harry did not want to go to Hogwarts. Erik still had a very high opinion of this place. His desire to drop Harry out of school has not been given up. Charles seemed to be persuaded by him. Contemplation. Although he is wise and reasonable, he is also a father who does not want his son to be exposed to rumors and a cold and fearful attitude. Harry has suffered this kind of pain since he was in elementary school.
Every time this issue comes up, Harry has to rub oil on the soles of his feet and run away immediately, because if Salazar in his pocket or on the table hears it, the founder and Harry's tutor will stare at Eric. Eye.
"I suggest adding a little magic. This can save a lot of equipment. We are not short of money, but the effect may not be as good as magic," Emma suggested. "Do you have any good magic that you can use? You did a good job with feathers when I got married. , Guanghui, are there any little fairies that can fly? If there are ones that can move like your chess pieces, we will make a few big ones."
"There are a few," Harry said, "but there can also be more magic that can be used... I am responsible for checking out a few more good-looking ones. Is the venue big enough?"
Thinking that Sirius had taught him those magics last time, Harry couldn't help but sigh again.
Sirius always felt that he owed Harry, so Harry refused to rely on him, but he told Harry that he was already an excellent godfather, and he was the one who broke Sirius' heart.
The wedding invitations had already been made, and Harry decided that once he got them, he would personally deliver them to Sirius. It had been a long time since he had stayed at No. 12 Grimmauld Place.
"Let me reiterate," Emma said, "We are not short of money. So you can have as much as you want." After saying that, she pulled another large stack of books and threw them in front of Harry, "You can keep the suit you choose now." It takes a long time to order, so you have to control Charles' diet."
"You're right, his belly is almost bulging after eating." r□□en passed by with a glass of water from behind the sofa and said, obviously very dissatisfied with his brother's belly, "I think when he starts to grow due to overnutrition, When you have acne, you need to start losing weight.”
