Chapter 1070 (1/2)

Diagonal Lane changed. Just like when the Fanlin holiday just began to come, but it became more desolate.

The original bright windows with the incantation books, potions and crucibles could not be seen. Large posters of the Ministry of magic were pasted on them. Most of the dark, purple posters have enlarged safety advice from pamphlets distributed by the Ministry of magic this summer, but there are still large moving black-and-white photos of known fugitives. Bellatrix Lestrange is sneering at the window glass of the nearest drugstore.

The glass of several shops was boarded up, including the Florin cold drink shop. On the other hand, many shabby stalls appeared along the roadside. A recently striped awning was placed at the door of Li Xun's bookstore, with a piece of cardboard nailed in front of it, which read: amulets: effective defense against werewolves, Dementors, and shadowpower

a ragged sorcerer is constantly peddling to every passer-by the silver chained markers in his arms. ”One for your little girl, ma'am?”

He yelled at Mrs. Weasley, looking ominously at Ginny. ”Protect her beautiful neck?”

”If I was at work...” Mr. Weasley stares at the amulet dealer angrily. Never underestimate the anger of a justice enforcer at the moment. According to van Lin, Mr. Weasley did not intend to let go of the vendor.

”Yes, but don't arrest anyone now, honey. We're busy,” Mrs. Weasley was nervously reading a list. ”I think we'd better go to Mrs. morkin's gowns store first. Hermione and van Lin need to think of a new one. Ron's ankles are almost out of the school robe, and you're going to buy a new one, Harry. You're growing so fast - come on, everyone's following -”

”Molly, we don't have to go to Mrs. morkin's gowns,” Mr. Weasley said. ”Why don't you let Hagrid go with the three of them, and we'll go to the lichen bookstore to buy their textbooks?”

”I don't know,” Mrs. Weasley said uneasily, apparently making a painful choice between the desire to end shopping quickly and getting everyone together.

”Hagrid, do you think --”

”Don't worry, they'll be fine with me, Molly,” Hagrid comforted her, waving his hand as big as the lid of a garbage can.

Mrs. Weasley didn't seem convinced of this, but agreed to leave. He and her husband and Ginny rushed to the ritchien bookstore. Meanwhile, Hagrid took Harry, Ron, van Lin and Hermione to Mrs. morkin's shop.

Harry noticed that many of the passers-by were in the same hurry and impatience as Mrs. Weasley, and no one stopped to talk; the shopper stayed closely together in company, focused on their purchases. No one seems to have come alone.

”Maybe it's crowded for us all to go in,” they stopped outside the robe shop, and Hagrid bent down to peep through the window. ”I'll stay outside, will you?”

So Harry, Ron, vaseline and Hermione went into the store together. At first glance it seemed that there was no one in the room, but as soon as they closed the door, a familiar voice came from behind the shelves of glittering green and blue robes.

“…… I'm not a kid anymore, if you don't notice that, mom. I'm capable of shopping alone. ”

Then there was a cackle, and Harry recognized that it was Mrs. morkin's voice saying, ”well, honey, your mother was so right that no one can walk outside alone now, it has nothing to do with being a child -”

”look where you pinned the pin!” A pale boy appeared behind the shelf, with blonde hair and a pointed chin, wearing a dark green robe with shiny pins at the hem and cuff. He strode to the mirror to examine himself; and in a moment he saw Harry, Ron, vaseline and Hermione standing behind him.

This made him squint his light gray eyes, perhaps out of disgust and displeasure for the latter, making his words a little offensive.

”If you're wondering what you're smelling, mom, it's because there's a mud coming in,” Draco Malfoy said.

”I don't think you need that language!” Mrs. morkin came out of the back of the shelf with a tape measure and a magic wand. ”I don't want to see wands pulled out of my shop either!” She added hastily that she saw the three boys standing at the door pointing their wands at Malfoy.

Hermione stood behind them and whispered, ”no, no, seriously, it's not worth it...”

”Well, it seems you dare to do magic outside the school,” Malfoy sneered. ”Who made your eyes blue, Granger? I'm going to give them flowers. ”

Vaseline took a look at Hermione's eyes. In fact, there were only a few traces left. But in order to strike, it was obvious that any change could be a weapon of Draco's satire.

If anyone knows the best about their looks, there are only Draco left in Hogwarts, except for a few of them.”Enough!” Mrs. morkin shrieked, turning her head for support. ”Ma'am-please --”

Narcissa Malfoy walked slowly out of the back of the hanger. When she saw Vaseline, Narcissa obviously dodged, but then she returned to normal, just more alert to van Lin.

”Put those away,” she said coldly to Harry and Ron, ignoring van Lin's move to pull up her wand. ”If you attack my son again, I'm sure this will be the last thing you two will do.”

”Is it?” Harry took a step forward and looked at the smooth, haughty face that, though pale, still resembled her sister. Harry is not very tall with her now. ”Find some Death Eater friends and kill us, right?”

Mrs. morkin let out a scream and held her chest tightly.

”Really, you can't criticize her so much - say such a dangerous thing - put down your wand, please!” But Harry didn't put down his wand. Narcissa Malfoy laughed disgustingly.

”I think you have an illusion of security in Dumbledore's favor, Harry Potter. But Dumbledore can't always protect you. ” Harry looked around the shop in a sneer. ”Wow It looks like He's not here now! Why don't you try it? They may help you find a double room in Azkaban so that you can be reunited with your husband

Malfoy stormed at Harry angrily, but tripped over his long robe. Ron laughed.

”How dare you talk to my mother like that, Potter!” Malfoy growled.

”It's all right, Draco,” Narcissa stopped him by putting her thin white hand on Malfoy's shoulder. ”I don't think Potter would have gone before he was reunited with Lucius.”

”Lucius hasn't come out yet?” Fanlin was obviously surprised to hear Narcissa's hungry reaction, ”or, Madame Malfoy, do you think...”

”What do I think?”