"Change." Scott said, "Listen to me, this one will never work."
Harry was pushed back to the fitting room before he came out.
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"Change!" Peter said, "...Seriously, how should I wear this? There are so many buttons, so many ribbons, and these sleeves are divided into several layers. Oh my god——"
Harry shrugged and pointed at Draco, meaning this man would teach him, and then was pushed back by Peter.
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"No need to negotiate." Wanda said, pointing her finger at the fitting room with an irresistible finger, "Change."
No one dared to say anything to Wanda.
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"Well, I think this distinguished guest should be more suitable for other..." The shop owner's wife probably couldn't stand it anymore, and tentatively made a gentle suggestion, "We have the classic styles produced by Paris in the year before last, and this year's. Latest styles--"
"Shut your mouth, madam," Draco finally found someone to choke on. He pointed up and down angrily, "Have you seen his bird's nest-like black hair and green eyes? Do you know who he is? He is the legal heir of the Potter family and the Black family. He can have whatever clothes he wants and wear whatever clothes he wants. Seriously, without those ugly and chipped glasses you would all be blind. That's all right, isn't it? What's wrong with you all?"
"………………"
Although she wanted to exclaim, "Merlin, he is that Harry Potter", but after being yelled at by Draco, the shopkeeper's wife decided not to interrupt casually.
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"No, this is a sack, not a dress!"
Finally the three shouted together.
Harry turned around indifferently to show them. His fat ginger cloak with cuffs and wrists tied like old-fashioned pajamas almost blinded the eyes of several young men and women.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to offend, but how can you let clothes like this be sold in the store?" Scott asked the shop owner's wife in shock.
"Listen, buddy," Peter put his hand on Draco's shoulder. Regardless of the other person's "who is your buddy" expression, he was extremely sincere, "You can't fool our little brother just because his taste is a bit worrying... What good will it do to you to embarrass him in such a social situation?" He looked like you would both have terrible memories, "You will both be disliked by beautiful girls."
Who needs pretty girls! Draco gritted his teeth and swept his hand down.
"The wedding banquet we are going to is filled with sparrows and poisonous snakes. Do you think those girls are so clingy?" He judged harshly, "What's the benefit of dressing up like a peacock? Show it to them? You will suffer a loss and be embarrassed!" "
Harry, who heard his "too bad" statement in the fitting room: "………………"
He originally wanted to say something, but he wisely shut his mouth now because he could feel someone coming this way.
Come with a purpose,
Oh well, Harry thought, seriously, Pansy Parkinson's angry mind could distinguish this one from the sea of people even if he was a hundred meters away, because she hated him very much, and he... Of course I don’t like her either! Who likes someone who always talks bad about themselves in front of their friends?
Sure enough, as soon as Draco finished speaking, a cry of surprise came from far away. He was excited, and before he could react, he saw Pansy walking quickly from the other end of the store, her eyes bright and she looked extremely happy. .
Draco looked extremely unhappy at that moment, and Pansy came over in a flash, holding his arm like an octopus, as if he didn't see the other people standing next to him.
Draco's eyes immediately shot towards Pansy like a knife, and he hissed almost like a snake: "Let me go Pansy, you are a wizard, not some magical creature in the black lake - God, what does it smell like on you? "
"It smells of sadness - you haven't contacted me during the whole holiday. Please, Draco, Blasie's wedding banquet is coming soon, and I need to confirm that I am still your dance partner, the only one." Pansy held on to him tightly, " I can't let some superficial, despicable girl be your dance partner..."
Harry looked at the girl from top to bottom with great interest, and found that without school uniforms, girls can really dress like flowers, and Pansy also used skirts to tighten her waist and lips. It is also painted brightly red, very beautiful.
"A nice blessing." Harry wanted to whistle, but he was not good at this, so he just winked at Draco.
Draco felt a real sense of dizziness - the kind of 'oh' dizziness you feel when things go wrong. Without the need to prove it, your sixth sense can tell you 'oh, this is not right' - at this moment he really wanted to Knock Pansy out, sincerely.
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"What's in your black lake?" Peter whispered in Harry's ear - yes, Harry stepped away a little unknowingly.
"I heard there is a big octopus at the bottom." Harry smiled and asked by the way, "How about letting Draco chat with his female companion and let's go get some ice cream."
Draco: "…………"
Peter glanced sideways at the poor boy, "And then left this guy here? Did you use some..." ability? Otherwise, this girl would not regard them as nothing. This is not to say that she does not look arrogant enough, but Peter has heard about this girl being threatened by his sister.
Harry said calmly: "Yes, we have to give people some private time and private space." After that, he pushed a few people out of the store, but Pansy, or no one except Draco, noticed this.
Draco: "………………"
Hell, go to your private time and private space.
Peter thought for a while, his eyes flickered, and Wanda's eyes happened to be looking at each other. There is always a wonderful tacit understanding between the twins. The elder sister made a look, and the younger brother immediately stopped and held the little one outside the door of Fengya Wizard Clothing Store. My brother gave me a hug.
"Hey, Peter, put me down, I'm thirteen!" Harry was picked up suddenly and couldn't help but patted Peter and complained. When you are eleven years old and you are a little boy, of small stature, it is of course okay to do this, but he is already a teenager when he is drawing like crazy this year.
"Don't complain - even if you are eighty-three, you are still my brother, and I can still hold you. Do you believe me?" Peter whispered into Harry's ear, pretending to be mysterious, with an exaggerated expression as if he had discovered a Snake: "Please, stop smiling. Do you know how scary your smile is? You can't control your face! If you don't like that girl, just say it, or let's do something else - why do you have to force yourself to show it?" An 'oh this is good' look?"
Harry opened his mouth wide, feeling that he had been slandered: "I didn't!"
"No, you don't. Your expression is so rare. I will never forget it." Peter picked him up like a doll, looked up at him and said, "Whoever brings a mobile phone, I want it." I recorded it for you to see!”
"It's ugly." Scott said with tut, inexplicably excited and extremely interested, "Professor will cry if he knows that his sweet little cookie will do this too!"
Harry twitched his eyes and shook at the name 'good little cookie'.
"If you don't like her, you don't like her," Scott said casually, "What are you pretending to be? Maybe you did act like you were sixteen when you were born, but please, I looked at other girls when I was sixteen. , and then all the boys who are not her boyfriend will give me trouble, and I think your kid doesn’t like her either. It doesn’t matter whether you like her or not - or is the problem that you like her too much?" Scott stretched his head and looked back. Look, "This girl isn't your type, is she?"
"..." Harry was silent for a moment, and then said dryly, "...well, she always talks bad about me in front of Draco."
"So you hate her."
"nor."
"No, you really hate her."
"Not really."
Harry and Scott looked at each other, their eyes looked equally real, but Harry made a cross in his heart guiltily.
——It is difficult for you to admit to others why you hate someone.
"No, no, Harbao, is it difficult to admit that you hate her?" Peter didn't understand the thinking of boys of this age. He asked Scott, "Are all boys of this age like this?" He himself grew up in a basement and followed his mother. A special case of moving back and forth.
"I, I just...well, I just think it's too narrow-minded." Harry wanted to argue, but after 'I' for a long time, he simply told the truth. He muttered, "I don't want Draco to think that I am a Small-minded people.”
"You really deserve to be cured of your disease," Peter sighed sincerely, "o, m, g, dear Harbao, what kind of small-mindedness is this? What strange definitions do you have of these shortcomings in your minds?"
"No, no, no," Scott gloated. Even wearing red quartz goggles, you could see the joy on his face. Harry could imagine that Scott had been unhappy with something about himself for a long time, "It's just that Harry is more... boring? "Scott chose a word leisurely, "Let's find a better word - he has a better temper and is more hypocritical." He nodded proudly on Harry's small body and teased, "Even if you smash what he got, He won't kill you for giving you a shiny academic competition trophy, or tearing his favorite book into pieces and taking it to BBQ, because he thinks it will make him 'particularly bad'."
Harry took a deep breath: "......That's because I can recover, you bastards."
"Oh, he cursed," Scott clapped. If it weren't for something wrong, Harry would have thought he had just kicked a good goal. "He was poked in a painful spot."
"What's wrong with you?" Harry said, dumbfounded. "Do you have to target me to be happy?"
Peter freed up a hand to grab Scott's collar: "Do you know what kind of treatment is given to our Harbao? What's wrong with you!"
"It's as if you accidentally knocked over his crucible - don't be angry, don't be angry," Scott said casually, "Of course this will not affect the relationship between us. We are good brothers and good classmates. Good friends, right, this is a common thing, I just want to teach you some things, for example," he stretched out his hand and pulled Harry off Peter, "come on, kid, listen, we are going to do it now You have to go in and tell that girl that you are unhappy with her, or tell your friends that you are unhappy with that girl, with her and without you, with you and without her."
Harry was shocked: "What, are you crazy? This sounds a lot like the TV series you show in the hall, the kind of school drama! This is not chasing girls! Scott, I repeat, this is not chasing girls!"
Peter laughed and said, "Of course he's not chasing girls. He doesn't have a girlfriend, and Jean doesn't accept his pursuit."
"Hey, you bastard quasi-brothers, listen, I'm the one who went to high school and had campus life," Scott said firmly, "so you have to listen to me on this kind of thing, especially you. ." He pointed a finger at Harry, who trembled, "Why are you retreating? Why did you bring us out?" He mocked, "Eating ice cream?"
"..." Peter smacked his lips, feeling that some of what Scott said was right. He slapped his forehead, "Yes, why did you bring us out! Who is that golden-headed guy's good friend? Who is it? Yes. You are not her! That’s right, if you are walking, you should just walk over and stand, and then let the girl not dare to come over if she sees you! "
Harry: "......Actually, I kept him here on purpose. If he annoys Pansy, then let him annoy her. Can you stop saying that I'm like another girl?"
Did you forget that I messed with Draco on purpose, Peter? !
peter: "...I forgot."
Scott: "Is it bad to talk to a girl? Even if the girl looks like an octopus, she is still a beautiful octopus?"
"But you're still unhappy, right?" Wanda suddenly spoke up. She was originally not interested in the topic of boys and just went with the flow. Now she put down the "Witch Costume Weekly Special" and asked Harry, "Otherwise you Why do you do this?”
"Yeah, why did you do that?" Scott said.
Harry felt that it was a mistake to bring Scott here today. No, seriously, are teenagers who have been through high school so difficult to deal with? !
"Why are you so interested in this matter after all?" he said dryly, raising his voice.
"Because you are usually boring," Scott shrugged. "I'm not saying that you are boring as a wizard. Your stick, your broom, your potions and spells are not boring, Harry, but you are boring as a person. , please, you usually behave like an adult, you are well-behaved, you are obedient, you are sensible, your grades are three miles ahead of ours, and the girls praise you every day...how rare is it to see you acting like a normal thirteen-year-old?"
Harry was choked by him and really wanted to shout to shut up, but he also knew that that would satisfy Scott: "Scott Summers, are you really going to do this? Really? Look at the girls praising you every day." '?"
"That's just one of the reasons," Scott said in a long tone and slapped Harry on the back. "The main reason is of course that I care about you."
Harry's mouth twitched.
"Okay, you can shut up." Wanda said simply. She stretched out a hand towards Scott and concluded, "There is no one useful - give him to me."
Scott shrugged and put Harry down: "Ladies first."
"Wanda?" Harry said.
"Look, I want you to be happy, not unhappy."
Wanda grabbed her little brother's hand and walked inside with her head held high and her posture calm, while Scott put his arm around Peter's shoulders outside.
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"Hey, do you think something is wrong?" Scott said.
"What do you mean?" Peter wrinkled his nose at him, "And next time you are not allowed to hug Harry without permission. This right is reserved for me. This is my right as the eldest brother! Ahem, listen carefully, Mr. Summers, I I’m warning you, there is a limit to bullying other people’s younger brothers!”
"You're hopeless, go ahead...well, I mean, who wouldn't be happy because a girl said bad things about herself in front of her buddies?" Scott said, "He still refuses to admit it. He feels like this He just wasn't right."
"No, this is too normal. Who wants to be valued more for sex than for friends, you?" Peter swiped out of the way. If Scott hadn't trained his reflexes these days, he almost fell face-first. "Speaking of which, Wanda What do you mean? What do you mean there is no one useful?"
"Maybe it's similar to 'there's no one who can fight', whatever." Scott said casually, "But to be honest, I kind of regret it now, why don't we really leave that Malfoy here and go eat An ice cream? I think he didn't get rid of the little girl for a long time, maybe he actually enjoyed it a lot, why is Harry not happy, but he is happy? "
"...Oh, look, now I understand what that sentence means." Peter blinked, and then nodded, a little thoughtfully.
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When Draco was extremely annoyed and scolded Harry eight hundred times in his mind, the savior finally appeared.
——Of course he didn't dare to throw Pansy away, but he was very upset by what Pansy said.
Annoying as hell. It's really annoying to death.
Because he didn't want to dance with any girl, not a single one, but who would stand around at a social banquet while everyone else was dancing. Of course Pansy is an easy problem to get rid of, but the problem is that if you get rid of one, a dozen girls will come up one after another, and Draco doesn't want to deal with any of them, but what's the reason?
Because he wants to watch others dance with his friends, good buddies, and cousins who have played with each other without being disturbed? It's best not to have a girl come up to you?
The reason is absolutely weird, as weird as the pumpkin cake at Hogwarts.
Draco thought about this problem for about five minutes, and Pansy responded casually to whatever he said. The latter could hear his response, but he was very happy that he was not thrown away, so he continued chattering.
It wasn't until five minutes later that Wanda walked in holding Harry, her high-heeled boots making a sound, which attracted Draco's attention.
This effect is very obvious. Maybe Slytherin has some subtle sixth sense for danger. Pansy also turned around immediately after hearing the footsteps. When she saw the tall red figure, she froze completely, and the blood all over her body was like a shot. He started to feel chills like a spell.
"Draco, it's her, it's her..." Pansy tightened Draco's sleeves, gritted her teeth, and trembled all over, "She's here, she's here..."
Wanda is a terrible nightmare for her. She can't tell which one is stronger, disgust or fear, but the other party is still the same, like that... like that...
Pansy couldn't describe the feeling, but she had never seen such a woman.
"We came together, and I was wondering where they went." Draco forced himself to calm down, his dagger-like eyes flew to Harry, and he said casually, "Do you need me to introduce you? This is Harry's sister. I'm warning you. , don’t mess with her, she can even defeat fifty wizards by herself... Hey, harry!"
The sound at the end was simply squeezed out.
Wanda raised an eyebrow at this weird call. After walking over, she looked at the clothes rack and took two pieces of clothing, throwing one to Harry and one to Draco.
"Go try it again and compare." Without even looking at Pansy, she rushed the two boys into the fitting room again, "Don't waste any more time on clothes, this is it."
If Wanda made Pansy unable to move, then Harry Potter made her disappear without a trace in three seconds. Nott is a lesson learned from the past, and this lesson learned is still crazy now, not to mention that it is a snake whisperer, a snake whisperer ! The last Snake Whisperer is still the nightmare of all previous and current generations.
Neither pansy nor pansy's parents want her to make each other hate each other at this time.
"Isn't this the first one! One black and one white! White!" Draco shouted from the fitting room, "Exactly the same! Matching shirts! I don't want this! I will be disliked by all the female companions. !This one doesn’t look good at all!”
"I have to say something about this dress - I think it's very nice," Harry said. "Aw, Draco, you just stepped on my foot."
"Shut up, I haven't settled the debt with you yet! Besides, my feet are hurting too. Did you step on me? What's wrong with you? Why are you walking when Pansy comes?"
"I'm leaving you some private space..."
"Are you stupid? Pansy is the one who should leave private space for others! You must be sick, Harry x□□ier!"
"That's right if you say so."
"What kind of indifferent attitude do you have—"
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"What does it matter if they have the same style?" When the noise inside was about to subside, Wanda stood outside with her arms folded, opened a magazine again, pursed her red lips and said, "Anyway, you are cousins who have a close relationship. — and none of you want to dress nice and dance with girls.”
Harry, who was actually in a good mood despite being so arrogant: "…………"
Is it his imagination? He thinks there is something else in Wanda's words.
Draco shuddered, then quickly changed his clothes and urged Harry to hurry up.
"You are really afraid of Wanda," Harry said strangely as he changed his mind, "Draco, my sister is very powerful, but she won't hit you."
"Oh, really, then who knows." Draco muttered to himself.
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"I think this one is fine." Erik looked at the photos sent back on his phone and said seriously, "This is the one."
"Oh, how cute," Charles said happily, "They look like a pair of cute dolls."
"Then let them be a pair of flower girls at the wedding." Erik said.
"What a great idea." Charles said and kissed Erik on the face. "I really can't wait to see that scene."
"I can't wait to get married either." Erik said sincerely.
They smiled at each other, kissed again, and then texted Wanda a reply.
"Very well dear, that's it."
