Chapter 1073

Around Narcissa, and then alone to bogin - bock magic shop, and let old bogin fear of him, obviously, Draco is not an obedient child, or is Voldemort's promise dazzled?

Of course, the second is more likely.

Voldemort is always very good at this, demagogues, or is Draco still confused about the situation?

Kill Dumbledore?

That's something Voldemort hasn't done for more than a decade, let alone a little Draco.

I don't know if Professor Snape can help Draco and save his life. I don't know how long it will take for bogin to repair the disappearing cabinet, even though Draco is like this, working for Voldemort with Narcissa on his back.

However, for Dumbledore, it can only be regarded as a small prank, although in the original situation, Dumbledore died here

However, for Harry, Malfoy's actions were successful and attracted Harry's attention.

Harry spent most of the last week of his summer vacation thinking about Malfoy's act of overturning the lane.

What bothered him most was the satisfaction on Malfoy's face as he left the shop. Things that make Malfoy as happy are usually not good. To his slight annoyance, however, neither Fanlin nor Hermione seemed as curious as he was about Malfoy's behavior; or at least, after several days of discussion, they seemed bored.

"Yes, I've agreed that it's suspicious, Harry," Hermione said with a little impatience. She was sitting on the windowsill of Fred and George's room, with a cardboard box on her feet, barely lifting her head from her new purchase of advanced magic translation. It's hard to find out. In fact, Hermione is busy with the upcoming general wizard level examination, which makes the girl devote herself to the whole experience. The time left for Hermione is really short.

"But we all agree that there are many explanations for this?"

"Maybe he's broken his glorious hand," said Fanlin, without hesitation. He was studying the improvement of Fred's iron mantra. In fact, it's hard for an ordinary cloak to carry powerful magic charms

"Oh, yes, remember his crumpled arm?" Hermione remembers the arm, which she saw when she went in, a hand bone, a typical black magic object.

"But what happened when he said," don't forget to hide that one? " Harry asked for the innumerable times. "It sounds like bogin has one more thing, and Malfoy wants both."

"Do you think so?" Ron went on to say he was trying to scrape the mud off the handle of his broomstick. At first, Ron was still very interested. Although he complained that they didn't take him with him, after understanding the whole process of the matter, Ron was not in the spirit to explore what Malfoy had hidden in the bogin store

"Yes," said Harry. Seeing that neither van Lin nor Hermione responded, he added, "Malfoy's father went to Azkaban. Don't you think Malfoy will take revenge? "

Ron looked up and blinked. "Malfoy, revenge? What can he do? "

"That's what I mean. I don't know what he'll do!" Said Harry, somewhat disappointed. "But he must have something in mind, and I think we should take it seriously. His father was a Death Eater, and

Harry stopped, his eyes fixed on the window behind Hermione, his mouth open. He had an amazing idea.

"Harry?" Hermione said with concern. "What's the matter with you?"

"Won't your scar start to hurt again?" Ron asked nervously. "He went to be a Death Eater," Harry said slowly. He replaced his father and became a Death Eater

No one spoke, and Ron burst into a burst of laughter. "Malfoy? He's only sixteen, Harry! Do you think the mystery man will let Malfoy join in? "

"That doesn't seem likely, Harry," Hermione said with a smile. "What makes you think --"

"In Mrs. morkin's shop. Mrs. morkin didn't touch him at all, but when she tried to roll up his sleeves, Malfoy clamored and tried to free his arm. That's his left arm. There must be a black mark on it

"It's not impossible." Van Lin took a look at Harry, but then buried his head, Malfoy will become a Death Eater, but this has no effect, but to van Lin's surprise, Harry will find some truth through the clues, but it's useless.

"Do you agree?"

"Oh, I don't know, but it doesn't matter, Harry." "Even if he became a Death Eater, it was his own choice," Van Lin said

"This..." Ron didn't sound convinced of van Lin at all.

"Maybe, I think he just wanted to get out of there, Harry," said Hermione.

"He showed bogin something we didn't see," Harry insisted stubbornly. "Something that bogin was scared of. It must be the dark mark, I know - he wants bogin to know who he's dealing with. You see how serious bogin takes him! "Hermione looked up at Van Lin, but the latter had no interest in it.

"I'm not sure, Harry..." Hermione said uncertainly.

"Yes, I still don't think the mysterious man will let Malfoy join in..." Ron agrees.

Harry was angry, but he was absolutely sure he was right. He picked up a lot of dirty Quidditch gowns and left the room; Weasley had been urging them not to leave their laundry and parcels for school day.

At the door, he bumped into Ginny, who was returning to her room with a pile of freshly washed clothes. "I really shouldn't have gone to the kitchen," she warned him. "There's a lot of floating pus there."

"I'll be careful not to touch it." Harry laughed. As expected, when he walked into the kitchen, he saw Hibiscus sitting at the table talking about her and Bill's wedding plans, while Mrs. Weasley was watching a bunch of bean sprouts that she was peeling, and she didn't look very good-natured.

“…… Bill and I almost decided that it would be lovely to have two bridesmaids, Ginny and Gabriel, standing together. I'm thinking about putting them in a light gold dress - pink and Ginny's hair would be a bad match. "

" ah, Harry! " Mrs. Weasley interrupted Furong's long speech. "Great, I was just about to tell you about the security arrangements on the way to Hogwarts tomorrow. We borrowed a special car from the Ministry of magic, and Aurors would wait at the railway station -- "

" will Tonks go there too? " Harry asked, handing over his Quidditch robe. "No, I don't think so. Arthur said she was put to another place."

"She's going, Tonks," said Furong thoughtfully, examining her beautiful reflection on the back of the teacup. "If you want me to say, it's a big mistake..."

"Yes, thank you," Mrs. Weasley interrupted Furong sharply again. "You'd better keep going, Harry. If possible, I hope you can pack all your luggage tonight so that we don't have the last-minute chaos we used to have."

In fact, their departure the next morning was much smoother than before. When the Ministry of magic's special car drove to the burrow yard, the boxes had been packed. Hermione's pet cat, crook hill, was safely in its travelling basket. Hedwig, Ron's Owl piggy and Ginny's new purple dwarf plush, Arnold, had been packed in the cage.

"Goodbye, Fanlin," said Hibiscus in a low voice, and then she wanted to kiss goodbye, but considering Hermione's idea, Fanlin thought it would be safer to take back her feeler feet.

However, as compensation, she kisses Harry as a goodbye.

However, when Ron rushes forward with hope, Ginny reaches out her foot to mix Ron and makes him fall in the mud beside Hibiscus' feet. Embarrassed and annoyed, Ron got into the car covered in mud and didn't even say goodbye.

It was not the cheerful Hagrid who met them at King's Cross. Instead of him, two taut, bearded Aurors came to a stop when the two men, dressed in dark Muggle suits, walked up to the station one by one, without saying a word on the way.

"Faster, faster, through that wall," said Mrs. Weasley, who seemed to be flustered by the rigor of efficiency. "Harry had better go first and follow -" she looked inquisitively at one of Aurors, who nodded briefly, grabbed Harry's arm, and tried to pull him toward the barrier between platforms 9 and 10.

"I'll walk, thank you," Harry said irritably, freeing his arm from Auror's hand. He pushed his cart against the solid wall, ignoring his silent companions, and a second later found himself standing on platform nine and three quarters, the bright red train to Hogwarts was steaming in the crowd. Then the Weasleys came along.

Without asking permission from the stern Auror behind him, Harry motioned to a few people to follow him to the platform to find out if there was any empty car.

"We can't, Harry," Hermione said apologetically. "Ron and I have to report to the prefect's car first, and then do some inspection in the corridor. And so is Fanlin. He is... "

"Oh, yes, I forgot," said Harry.

"You'd better get in the car directly, all of you. There's only a few minutes left," Mrs. Weasley said, looking at her watch. "Have a good school year, Ron..."

"Mr. Weasley, may I have a few words with you?" Just then Harry made up his mind and said to Mr. Weasley.

"Of course," said Mr. Weasley, who looked a little surprised, but followed Harry into a corner that no one else could hear. Harry thought it over carefully, and finally he came to the conclusion that if he wanted to tell anyone about it, Mr. Weasley would be the most suitable person; first, he worked in the Ministry of magic so that he could conduct further investigations; and secondly, he felt that Mr. Weasley was unlikely to get angry. As they walked away, he saw Mrs. Weasley and the grim faced Auror looking at them suspiciously."The day we were in Diagon Alley -" said Harry, but Mr. Weasley put on a grimace and said first.

"Am I going to be told where you, van Lin and Hermione were missing when they were supposed to be in Fred and George's little house?"

"How do you --"

"Harry, please. You're talking to the man who raised Fred and George

"Er Yes, well, we were not in the inner room

"Well, then, let's hear the worst." "Well, we followed Draco Malfoy all the way. With my invisibility cloak. "

"Are you doing it for any special reason, or just a whim?"

"Because I think Malfoy has a conspiracy," Harry continued, ignoring Mr. Weasley's angry and interested expression. "He got rid of his mother and I want to know what he's going to do."

"Of course you will," Mr. Weasley said, following him. "So? Have you found out why? "

"He went to bogin Bock," said Harry. "He threatened the fellow named bogin to fix something for him. He wants Bojin to keep something else for him. Judging from what he said, it was as if the thing was the same as the one that needed to be repaired. It's like a couple. And... " Harry took a deep breath. "One more thing. We found that when Mrs. morkin tried to touch his left arm, he jumped up so high. I think he's got the black mark on his arm. I think he has replaced his father as a Death Eater. "

Mr. Weasley looked startled. After a while, he said, "Harry, I wonder if the mystery man will allow a 16-year-old -"

"does anyone know what the mysterious man will do and what he will not do?" Harry asked angrily. "I'm sorry, Mr. Weasley, but isn't it worth investigating? If Malfoy wants to fix something, he still needs to threaten bokin. Then it must be something black magic or dangerous, isn't it? "

"To be honest, I still don't believe it, Harry," Mr. Weasley said slowly. "You know, we searched Lucius Malfoy's house when he was arrested. We took all the dangerous goods we could have. "

"I think you may have missed something," said Harry stubbornly.

"Ah, maybe," said Mr. Weasley, but Harry could tell that Mr. Weasley was merely accommodating him. There was a whistle behind them; almost everyone had got on the train and the doors were closing.

"You'd better hurry up," Mr. Weasley said, as Mrs. Weasley yelled at him, "Harry, hurry up!" He hurried towards the train, and the Weasleys helped him carry his luggage up.

"Well, honey, you'll come to us at Christmas and you've made sure with Dumbledore, so we'll meet again soon," Mrs. Weasley said through the window, as Harry closed the door behind him and the train was already moving.

"Take care of yourself -" the train began to accelerate.

"- to perform well, but also -" she was already jogging along with the train. "-- pay attention to safety!"

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