The guest at home finally left. Tom was panting from exhaustion and there was still some hair missing from his tail.
When the naughty kid from a friend's house saw Tom doing backflips and rolling around, he wanted to take Tom away, but his parents couldn't do anything.
He also said that the child was still young and he was willing to pay for it.
Mrs. Wick was directly criticized. This was her son's dog, and it was a gift to her son.
In the end, the naughty kid was scared away by Mrs. Wick's kind smile.
Because Mrs. Wick was holding a table knife in her hand, the kind that even Watson couldn't stop.
John came back, and Tom suddenly came to life with full health and ran over.
When he got close to him, Tom's head suddenly stopped, and there seemed to be confusion in his big dog eyes.
After sniffing John again in disbelief, Tom barked out loud.
It seems to be saying that you have another dog outside.
John looked at Tom losing his temper and thought to himself that he just petted the dog and you could smell it.
He picked up the angry Tom and said what the scumbag said: "He and I are just having fun, just for fun, and I will never raise another dog."
"Woof woof."
Tom expressed his doubts, but the rapid wagging of his tail betrayed his mood.
After coaxing Tom, John took out the dog food and gave it a meal.
A snowy owl flew to the cabinet and stood on it. It called twice, which clearly meant that it was hungry too.
"Where were you hiding just now?"
After taking out the dried fish and feeding it to the snowy owl, John took it out of the cabinet.
Walking back to the attic room, John saw the same snowy owl in the room.
"...You are Basil, what about you?"
John silently looked at the snowy owl in his hand. As soon as Basil saw John taking the other snowy owls, he immediately flapped his wings and flew up.
"Wait a minute, with this hair color, you're not Hedwig, are you?"
John was a little confused, and Hedwig called out.
He walked to the window and looked at the Dursleys' house. The window on the second floor was opened, and Hedwig apparently flew out.
"Huh? That big black dog is still there?"
Noticing the big black dog still squatting there on the side of the road, John was confused. Did this dog have an owner?
Basil approached Hedwig, Hedwig tilted her head, and before Hedwig could react, Basil quickly gave it a wing.
John stared there, not even noticing that the two snowy owls were about to fight.
By the time they found out, the two snowy owls had already started slapping each other.
After separating the two snowy owls, John had to take out double the amount of dried fish.
This time the fight finally stopped.
Some time later, John saw Harry going out looking for Hedwig.
He shouted from the attic: "Harry, this way!"
Harry looked up and saw Basil standing next to John.
He responded: "John, have you seen Hedwig?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a snowy owl appeared at the window. The two snowy owls looked so similar.
"Hedwig!"
Harry was so surprised that he hurried to the door of Wick's house.
The door was opened by Mrs. Wick. This beautiful and dignified lady looked like a celebrity. Harry was a little nervous.
"Harry, come in. By the way, can you secretly turn the teacup into a mouse for me?"
When Watson Wick saw Harry, he suddenly recalled the days when he was the car god of Canary Wharf.
Watson rolled his eyes, secretly took him aside, and whispered: "I swear I will never show it to others, I will only keep it as a pet at home."
Harry was confused when he heard this. He felt that Mr. Wick thought too highly of him. How could he have such a superb transformation skill?
He shook his head quickly and said: "Sorry Mr. Wick, I don't know that advanced magic, and besides, you can't cast spells outside of school."
"Can't you cast spells outside of school?"
Watson looked surprised. His son was tinkering with things at home every day. Isn't that called casting spells?
He was so enthusiastic that Harry couldn't resist it and had to run up to him in a hurry.
The Wicker's attic was much larger than the Dursley's.
John lives here alone, with kennels and bird cages, it seems like a zoo.
But that didn't stop John from being like a noble prince among them.
Hedwig bit into the dried fish, and Harry thanked her profusely.
John noticed that the big black dog outside was missing, probably because he had left.
"You just happened to be here, and I'm preparing to give you your birthday gift."
There was a wrapped gift box on the table, and John handed it to Harry.
Harry took it in surprise and asked, "Can I open it?"
"Of course, this is for you."
John stuffed Hedwig with a small dried fish. God knows how long the owl had been flying today. It felt like it hadn't eaten in days.
Harry opened the gift in front of John.
Inside was a bottle of powder of a black substance. Harry shook it in his hand. The powder was flying in the bottle, and the sparkling light spots were like stars.
It was the first time he saw this kind of thing, and he asked curiously: "What is this?"
"A kind of anti-prying thing. This powder is sprinkled around to give you an early warning."
After John said that, he took out a little bit and popped it out. The powder flew in the air and finally stuck to the door.
Glancing at the door, John called out, "Dad, you want to bring us drinks?"
Watson behind the door was embarrassed. He opened the door and came in with a drink. After putting it down, he hurried out.
John shrugged, capped the bottle again, and said easily, "See, that's it."
Harry's eyes shone, he held the bottle and said excitedly: "It's amazing, what's its name?"
What he was thinking at the moment was that he no longer had to worry about being overheard by Uncle Vernon.
John thought for a while, but he hadn't given this thing a name yet, so he said casually: "It's called Stardust."
Harry took Hedwig back.
...
August.
John heads to Diagon Alley.
During this period, Johnny Silverhand didn't need to show up too frequently. This name is the embodiment of mystery.
He came to a divination shop and bought a crystal ball for divination.
The crystal ball seemed to be filled with white mist. John tried several times but failed to trigger the prophecy.
"Sure enough, this thing is not so easy to learn."
Shaking his head and putting the crystal ball down, John used the crystal ball as a marble in Johnny Silverhand's office.
After flicking the crystal ball with his finger, there was a knock on John's door.
He hurriedly sat upright and said in a low voice: "Come in, my friend."
The door was opened, revealing the same light blond hair full of oil.
When John saw the people coming, he was a little confused as to why these two people came together.
Lucius Malfoy came with Draco Malfoy.
John saw a look of nervousness on little Malfoy's face.
Obviously, little Malfoy still lacks experience when facing the mysterious Lord Johnny Silverhand.
Lucius came over with a smile on his face.
"My friend the Lord Johnny Silverhand, we haven't seen each other in a while."
John solved the risk that Lucius might have his house confiscated by the Ministry of Magic, and Lucius got wind that some influential wizards were critical of Dumbledore's firing of Malfoy.
Based on the reputation of the Malfoy family, it doesn't take much to know that the reason why these wizards said this is because of the gentleman in front of them.
So Lucius came over this time with a smile on his face.
Now he no longer doubts Johnny Silverhand's ability, he wants to get closer to him.
"This is my boy, Draco Malfoy."
Lucius patted Draco on the back, and Draco came out and said, "It's an honor to meet you, Your Excellency Johnny Silverhand."
This scene made John mutter, what on earth is Lucius doing?
Lucius also revealed his purpose at this time. He said with a smile: "I hope that my child will have the honor of becoming the godson of Lord Johnny Silverhand."
"What?"
If the mask was taken off, the Malfoys would definitely be able to see the shock on John's face.
Draco's godfather? I?
John's head was buzzing, how dare you think about it.
I and Draco are classmates. If you do this, won't we have to discuss things differently in the future?
I call you Draco and you call me Godfather?
At the same time, John also understood what Lucius meant, and he wanted to further consolidate the relationship between the two families.
After all, just being a friend is not enough to reassure the Malfoy family.
Godfather is more intimate than friend.
"I understand your desire to get closer to me, Lucius."
John said solemnly: "But there is something wrong with this."
Lucius looked stunned, not expecting John to refuse.
Draco's heart sank. His father told him that this important figure was related to the future of the Malfoy family.
"Sir Johnny Silverhand, Draco is a good boy."
"I know Lucius, I know better than you."
John said this and silently added in his heart, after all, they have been classmates for two years.
Lucius was a little strange, why Johnny Silverhand knew, he knew Draco.
Not to mention it was him, Draco was a little confused.
Fortunately, John added: "I see the desire for self-improvement in this child's eyes. Lucius, you are destroying a child. This is a rare quality, like a pearl in dust."
The quality of self-improvement?
Lucius looked at his son carefully. Does his son have this thing?
