Chapter 339

"Oh, Harry... Is that Harry? It's incredible to finally meet you... It's definitely a wise choice to come here to buy clothes. Many Hogwarts students come here to buy clothes. Now there's one of them. Come with me. "

In the shop, a pale, emaciated young man was standing on a stool, and a witch was dressing him. Mrs. morkin asked Harry to stand on a stool next to him, put on a robe, and then used a pin to fit his body length. She said, "Mr. Zhou, do you need any advice?"

"If it's used in school, it's as usual," Zhou Yi said. "It's better for students to study peacefully... But in addition to the requirements of the school, add some robes suitable for activities."

"A robe for activity?" As soon as Mrs. morkin came down, she became interested.

"Yes." Zhou Yi nodded.

"Can you explain it in detail?" Mrs. morkin asked, "it's better to leave some design drawings and so on..."

"Of course." Zhou Yi nodded happily.

"My design studio is there." Mrs. morkin made a quick decision, measured Harry quickly, and then walked towards the design room.

The other witch measured the pale boy and walked aside. For a moment, there were only Harry and the boy.

"Hello, are you going to Hogwarts, too?" Said the boy.

"Yes." Harry nodded.

"My father is in the next room to help me buy books, and my mother is in the street to help me buy magic wands," the boy said with a long accent, and the tone is very strange. I don't know why, Harry subconsciously felt a little uncomfortable about it, as if the other party was pretending.

"That's ridiculous." Harry thought to himself that he had met Dumbledore. The really powerful people seemed to be very easy-going. Such affectation was disgusting.

"Do you have your own broom?"

"No, the school won't let you."

"Yes, I can't figure out why the school won't let me take one. I'm going to force my father to buy one for me and then sneak it in."

Harry immediately thought of Dudley, which made him even more unhappy with the boy.

Then, the boy said a lot, including Quidditch and other things. Harry was very grateful to Zhou Yi for adding so much common sense to him in the short two days, otherwise he would be really ashamed because of his ignorance.

Until the boy said another word, Harry couldn't help it.

"Was that man your servant? Strange skin color and eyes, in addition to the growth is OK, the tube is too much The boy dragged his voice and said, "I still like to pretend. I tell you, you should be careful. This kind of person may..."

"Shut up Harry couldn't help yelling, "I don't want you to say that!"

"Well, Wuwu?" Then something happened that shocked Harry, after he felt a force coming out of his body - the boy's mouth seemed to be closed, unable to open and speak.

"Wu Wu Wu!" The boy was obviously very panic, jumped off the pedal, also sprained his foot, but also ignore, some of the stumbling toward the door.

"No," Harry thought, "I seem to be in trouble."

Just as he wanted to get down from the stool and find Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi and Mrs. mokin came out of the design room with a long gown that looked very fit.

"Zhou!" Harry exclaimed, then stopped. He didn't know what to say. "Do you want to say that I just accidentally made a person speechless?"

"Well, it seems that something happened in a short time." As usual, Harry has never been so grateful for Zhou Yi's mind reading magic. He always thought that Zhou Yi must have used such magic. He was always worried about it, but now he is even glad that he doesn't need to explain the cause of the matter.

"At least the embarrassing part was avoided." Harry thought.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Harry. You've done the right thing, and I'll only be happy about it," said Zhou Yi in an unpredicted way the next second. "As for that child, since his family can't teach him to talk, there's always someone else to teach him, isn't there?"

"What happened?" "What about the other child?" asked Mrs. morkin

Soon the boy returned as like as two peas. He was still holding his mouth, but he was not panic, but angry and proud. In Harry's view, it was just like Dudley, because the boy was also accompanied by a tall, thin wizard with a golden hair and a pair of gray eyes, with a snake head stick.

"It was you who attacked my son?" The wizard looked at Harry and raised his snake head cane as if to aim at him.

Harry's heart lifted.

"Be quiet." After Zhou Yi's voice, Harry was surprised to find that this time, not only the boy, but also the wizard with the boy couldn't open his mouth. He looked frightened. At the same time, the snake head walking stick in his hand pointed to Zhou Yi.

"Here comes the wand." Zhou Yi added that he still didn't use the wand. Harry almost didn't see Zhou Yi using the wand. The snake head walking stick in the wizard's hand, who came with the boy, seemed to be alive. It moved and twisted dexterously. Yes, Harry can only use dexterity to describe it. The wand broke away, escaped the wizard's hand and flew into Zhou Yi's hand.

"Eighteen inches, elm, dragon heart string, inlaid in this snake head walking stick, I have to say, your taste is really not good, but snake... Death Eater, Voldemort?" Zhou Yi shook the snake head walking stick, the whole person's temperament suddenly became different, no longer the previous mild, but elegant with a trace of sharpness, Harry felt that at this time, even if Zhou Yi did not speak, it would definitely be the most eye-catching presence in the crowd.

"..." Voldemort's name is like a terrible magic. The tall and thin wizard's eyes, which had been frightened by a series of changes, shrank sharply, and quickly stepped back several steps, as if to escape.

"Stop." Zhou Yi said that everyone could see clearly this time. Zhou Yi really just said this sentence. Then the wizard's body seemed to be imprisoned by something invisible. His lower body could not move completely, and his upper body seemed to be under his control. It looked very funny.

"Now, calm down and listen to me, Mr. Lucius Malfoy," said Zhou Yi, putting aside the snake's stick. "No matter what your son told you, in short, it's your son's fault. If you want to use your power to solve this problem, I'd like to teach you how to be a man with my strength, Don't doubt the ability of a top wizard.

If you want to use your strength to solve this problem, I can wait for you in Hogwarts. By the way, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself, right? It's not too late to make it up now. I'm Zhou Yi, a new professor of defense against the Dark Arts in Hogwarts from China. I welcome your revenge. You seem to be one of the board members of Hogwarts, but before revenge, I suggest you think about it first, otherwise... Ha ha, as a former Death Eater, I don't know how much relationship you have with your master? I'm really curious... "

"Well, I'm finished, you can leave, with your son who is not a tool and can only imitate the cat and draw the tiger..." Zhou Yi waved his hand, and the magic that enveloped Lucius was lifted. Lucius, who didn't react, fell directly to the ground, quite embarrassed.

"By the way, and this... It seems that your movements are not very standard, Mr. Malfoy." Zhou Yi throws the snake head walking stick back to Lucius.

"..." Lucius picked up his walking stick and sat up. He didn't even care to pat the dust on his body. He didn't even dare to say a word. He took the little boy with him and left. The boy didn't have the same look as before. Although the magic had been removed, he still covered his mouth, as if he was shocked.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Malfoy is very powerful." Mrs. morkin kindly reminds Zhou Yi.

"I understand, but his influence is nothing more than what is built on the bubble," Zhou Yisong shrugged. "The former Death Eater, to say that there is nothing in his family, I don't believe it."

"Speaking of it, you are so bold that you dare to call the mysterious person's name..." Mrs. morkin shook her head and looked incredible.

After a few words of chatting, after paying, Zhou Yi left with Harry.

"Am I in big trouble?" Harry couldn't help asking anxiously, "that man, is he on the Hogwarts School Board?"

"Yes, but so what?" Zhou Yi said calmly, "do you think I cared about his face or his feelings at that time?"

Harry shook his head decisively.

"Before you do anything, you'd better consider the consequences and assess whether you can afford them, Harry," Zhou Yi said. "Do you know why headmaster Dumbledore can be a respected existence for so many people?"

"Because... He's powerful?" Harry thought of the idea that "strength is the most important" that Zhou Yi had been instilling in him.

"Yes, so he can be so powerful. As long as he wants to, the Minister of magic is his, but he doesn't want to," Zhou Yi nodded. "When the strength is strong enough, you can do a lot more, whether it's the dark lord or Dumbledore. Of course, it's better to do good things... Here we are, Your ultimate destination. "

Zhou Yi pointed to a shop in front of him. Harry looked up——

[Ollivander: excellent wands made since 382 BC]