Chapter 835： Draw

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"The witches and hustle and bustles have played against a large group of moles ..." Alfred Crawford, who left Allen, drove straight along the streets of Diagon Alley. He looked at the road because the Harris family had just been there. The ordinary wizards who cheered and excitedly talked about the news announced at the press conference, things were almost the same as his master envisioned. If the Harris family rejected his final proposal, then he would perform the second Set of schemes.

"The arrogant Harris family will be sanctioned sooner or later. These black hearts secretly armed such a powerful force. They must have made a plan. They are a poisonous tumor in the magic world. If they are not cleared soon, they will endanger the entire magic world!" Marcus Flint grunted to the ground bitterly, but the presence of Aurors around him made him completely dare not say these lines too loudly, and finally complained of being a muttered mutter.

"Master Marcus, please forgive me for taking the liberty. It is of no avail to discourage his development by discrediting the Harris family. We need to join together to discuss and then act." Alfred confronted the current incumbent wife's family. The patriarch exhorted, "Please move to Boke Manor, we arranged a banquet and await your presence."

Then, Alfred went to the conference site where the crowd had not completely dispersed, and found Anette Bobin. After a whisper, Anette Bobin touched his turquoise ring. He lifted his chin and hummed his lips.

At this time, Hogwarts was in class, and the teachers and students in the school were still not sure what happened in Diagon Alley.

Although Harry didn't have a potion class, he walked to the cold potion class room below. In the hallway outside the classroom, Harry hid behind the pillars to watch, waiting for the wizards in the classroom to finish.

"I strongly recommend that you revisit ... the antidote chapter. In the next lesson, we will continue to explain the magical effect of bovine dung stone ... Now the get out of class." Slughorn's voice came from the classroom.

"Alish, this is not my little tail ..." Slughorn stopped a fat Hufflepuff girl who smiled at the professor who was packing up the locker, and ran back in two or two steps. A lizard-like tail forgotten on the processing table was taken away.

When Slughorn greeted the students, he keenly spotted Harry hiding behind the pillar, and his enthusiastic smile immediately filled his face: "Aha, see who came here! Harry, listen. When the devil attacked Miss Hermione Granger, Miss Ginny Weasley was next to her. The fear of facing death is not something she should bear at this age. How is she now? Maybe let me give you some tranquilizer ? "

"She's okay, no one is hurt. Thank you for your concern, Professor." Harry shook his head and thanked him, then pondered a bit, his heart was agitated, he mimicked the way Tom Riddle asked Slughorn And asked, "Professor, can I ask you something?"

Not waiting for the other party to agree, Harry had completely walked into the potions classroom.

"Ask, boy, just ask." Slughorn carried his teaching aid box in one hand and walked to Harry with a few books in one hand, a posture of endless knowledge.

"This time I learned about Diagon Alley ... Ginny was luckily not hurt by the devil this time, but if I encounter such a thing in the future, with my current ability ... So I went to the library these evenings The area ... "Harry's hand pressed onto a magic book, disguising his anxiety," Professor, I read some materials about some rare magic ... "

"If a person wants to become strong, the best way is to have a person who wants to protect." Slughorn nodded. He thought about it enthusiastically, "If you want, Harry , We can use the weekend time, let me teach you a few easy to cast more practical little magic ... "

"Thank you professor, I really need your teaching." Harry said by the way, "For example, that rare magic material has troubled me for a long time."

The green eyes behind Harry's glasses stared at Slughorn with a mistake, and Slughorn's brow gradually wrinkled, his body leaning forward slightly: "Well, what is that thing called?"

"I don't remember it very well, the name is quite confusing ..." Harry lied, "So I was thinking, is there really some magic ... Professors can't teach students?"

The two were looking across from the large potion-handling table, but Slughorn lowered his head at this time: "I'm just potion teacher Harry, I think you'd better ask Snape this question. Professor, uh, I think Professor Alan Harris is also very suitable, don't you also take classes with him? There seems to be no magic that Professor Harris can't teach there. "

Slughorn crossed Harry and wanted to leave, but Harry immediately turned around and continued: "Ai ... Professor Harris is teaching according to each person's different circumstances. He will not master it when the student has not yet mastered it. New knowledge was taught before the knowledge, so the teaching progress is different for everyone ... If I ask Professor Harris about this, he will definitely not explain it to me, although Professor Snape is now a black magic defense The professor of the technique class, but he and I do n’t see each other very well ... I mean he is not like you, he will misunderstand me. "

Harry's expression looked very sincere, Slughorn's eyes looked at Harry from bottom to top, and he heard a word, and a smile on his face was covered with a mask.

"Yeah, where is the light without darkness? The same is true of magic, and I always try to live on the bright side." Slughorn stared at Harry meaningfully, "I suggest you do the same."

After speaking, Slughorn walked forward.

Harry immediately asked the sharp question without any concealment under the urgency, "Professor, when Tom Riddle asked you this question, did you answer the same way?"

Slughorn frowned, turned around in amazement and confusion, his long sleeved hands clenched into fists: "Don't Dumbledore send you?"

Harry stared at the other person's anger without blinking, unable to speak for a while.

"Isn't it?" Slughorn asked, looking at Harry's dumbfounded look, Slughorn's robe flicked, turned around angrily, and walked a few steps angrily, and suddenly stopped again, without a head. Back to remind Harry, "Give you a piece of advice, Harry, you should stay away from these things you shouldn't care about and let someone like Dumbledore or Alan Harris solve it yourself."

Although it was still daytime at this time, the Bock ’s house was brightly lit, and Hines walked to the Bock Manor ’s room with an unusually large fireplace. The base of the fireplace was paved with bricks, and the brick surface was cleanly maintained. It's red again.

An old wizard was sitting in a wheelchair in front of the fireplace, and several well-dressed wizards were sitting beside Herbert Burke. Alfred nodded to the wizards he had previously invited. They were all the core figures of the pure-blood family who had made friends with the Bok family.

"Master, the Harris family once again rejected our offer." Alfred walked over to the old wizard and reported the events at the press conference one by one. The room was quiet and there was a shelf on the shelf beside the fireplace The desk clock, the ticking sound of the desk clock was very pleasant, but Alfred did not dare to let out the atmosphere, waiting for Herbert Burke's instructions.

"Regarding the relationship between Rozier and his surname, we have given them many opportunities to choose. They have done their best. Since they refuse to join the independent portal, we don't have to be polite." The old voice slowly sounded, "commanded Go down and prepare the dinner, today's guests should stay for a long time. "

"I don't like Dumbledore and his style. It's just that in the current situation, do we really have to fight against him to compete with Harris?" Ben Burst wiped his chin with his handkerchief. Khan, "If Harris is really unreasonable with the strength of that stinky boy ... we have to rely on Dumbledore to control him."

"The little guys in the Beaside family, rest assured, Harris now wants to rely on the demographic advantages of mud and hybrids against us, and according to their words today and past styles, they have to admit that they are essentially pure blood, I prefer to use the law instead of violating it. As long as we do n’t give them reasons, Irving will not let his younger son use violence to portray himself as the third Dark Lord. ”Herbert Bock sat in a wheelchair Some tilted his head slightly hard at Alfred, beckoning a fat whiskey to the fat man who had been scared by Allen just now, "They are named Harris after all, not Rozier."

"We need Dumbledore, but the world ’s greatest white wizard is not a good choice, and the conflict between us and him is unlikely to last for a long time. You also know that those who follow Dumbledore do not end. Great, this old bee sacrificed others much more than we are ... "A blonde witch with high nose and thick eyebrows and a high forehead echoed," But this is better than leaning on a mysterious man, who is going to school I would have thought that he had good potential, but this half-breeding family settled down and there was no family to teach him. He relied on talent and chaos to learn. Maybe he was crazy by practicing black magic. He is now a terrorist, there is nothing real. Political ideas have never been within my consideration. I once thought of making good friends with Harris. Unfortunately, this group of arrogant Germans not only did not accept, but even wanted to solve us from the roots. This is not tolerated! "

The green fire in the fireplace flashed, and the figure of Mr. Bo Jin with a well-groomed oily hair appeared in the fireplace. After greeting the people around him, he sat quietly in his place, his face The expression is not as slick as being the owner.

"Paul, how are your two daughters?" Herbert Burke moved his finger in the wheelchair. "I'm sorry, Bogin's boy is incompetent, and he hasn't been able to find a way to break the blood curse. Maybe we put Before Harris drove out of the UK ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Maybe you should let Daphne and Astoria try that temple? "

"Thank you ... Daphne hasn't shown any signs, Astoria ... but no, I didn't let my daughters join the Harris training class, nor would they let them believe in Ravenclaw ... The Germans look down on them We ... "The high-nosed blonde witch turned and bowed slightly to the silent Mr. Bogin," We have to rely on ourselves, and we have to continue to trouble Mr. Bojin ... "

"You're too polite, Mr. Greengrass, I haven't made any progress. I'm sorry ..." Bo Jin quickly returned the salute, and then got up to express his opinion: "The Harris family, in recent years, because of a genius in the family, the family strength Rapidly improved, these Grindelwald's remnants are also together, but it is also because of this that they are too arrogant, and the ambitions and appetites of the people who have followed the first generation of the Dark Lord have been raised too much ... They are as arrogant as they once were in their delusional control, as well as in the wizarding world and the Muggle world. This time, they not only want to control the status and power they have gained in the past few years, but also want to take our roots in the United Kingdom for thousands of years. The forces swallowed them all in one go, and then replaced them all. But now they also gave us the handle ... Since the stinky dare dare to teach black magic, and dare to use undead creatures as a guardian force, we can use this as a reason, Using Dumbledore, Longbottom and Burns, who had no ambitions to fight for power and had refused to cooperate with us, over-emphasis on justice also attracted families to fight against the Harris family. "