bookbashuk Chapter 29 I was here first!
Chapter 29 I was here first!
Harry Potter is entangled.
Ever since he lifted his frizzy hair to reveal a lightning bolt-shaped scar in front of the boy across from him, Ron Weasley, Ron's mouth hadn't stopped.
"Wow, you're Harry Potter! The boy who defeated Mystic?"
Once Ron Weasley started talking, he launched into a torrent of words that flowed like a fountain.
"Which house are you going to? Gryffindor, right?" Ron Weasley asked excitedly. "You know, Dumbledore was a Gryffindor."
Dumbledore...
Harry paused slightly, remembering the white-bearded old wizard. He was the professor who had taken Slack into the wizarding world, but had forgotten to give Slack the key to the vault.
Hmm, a professor who's a bit senile.
Harry nodded subtly, clearly not wanting to continue the conversation. He didn't have a good impression of Dumbledore.
"Oh, by the way, Harry, my dad told me your parents were Gryffindors too!" Ron Weasley suddenly interjected. "Speaking of which, I almost saw you in Diagon Alley!"
"Really?" Harry asked curiously.
“Of course! My dad was going to take me to Diagon Alley to buy a new wand,” Ron Weasley said, waving his hands dramatically, “but he got tied up with something else. I told you, my dad was an official in the Ministry of Magic.”
"What is he in charge of?" Harry asked again.
Ron frowned upon hearing this. Children tend to subconsciously idealize their fathers, if they have any.
So Ron started bragging.
"You know, Harry. Many wizards secretly enchant Muggle objects, turning them into highly destructive weapons!"
Ron's expression grew increasingly serious, as if his father were saving the world.
"That day, an evil wizard cast a spell on a Muggle car. The car turned into a giant dissolving charm releaser."
Seeing Harry's puzzled expression, Ron began to explain the Dissolving Charm again.
"It was an incredibly powerful spell; with just one strike, it could turn stone into mud. Do you know how outrageous that evil wizard was? He used a Muggle cart to turn an entire wall into mud!"
Seeing Harry's increasingly serious expression, Ron's tone became exaggerated once again.
"When my dad arrived, the Muggles were all crying. My dad had to cast a massive Oblivion Charm, otherwise they would have all ended up in St. Lemon Hospital!"
As Harry listened to Ron's narration, his brow furrowed involuntarily. The story sounded somewhat familiar.
Especially the scene where a car melts an entire wall into mud.
"And what's more!" Ron jumped to his feet, his face almost touching Harry's. "You know what's most terrifying? The Ministry of Magic couldn't find any trace of magic being cast with a wand! That evil wizard was casting spells without a wand!"
It really is you, Orochimaru?
Upon hearing this, Harry finally understood the prototype of the event. He couldn't help but lower his voice to make himself seem less interested.
"Was the wizard finally found?"
Harry asked casually.
Before Ron could answer, the carriage door slammed open.
Ron and Harry looked sharply toward the doorway, where a little witch with messy, thick brown hair and a huge front tooth stood.
Her gaze swept across the room and she saw Harry and Ron Weasley sitting opposite him.
Ron was about to introduce her to the great Harry Potter when Hermione Granger spoke first.
"I know you, Harry Potter," Hermione said, extending her hand to Harry. "We met at the Leaky Cauldron."
Have you seen it?
who are you?
Harry was curious, but didn't want to think about it too much. He'd met far too many people at the Leaky Cauldron to remember them all.
Out of politeness between classmates, Harry still asked Hermione's name.
Upon hearing the familiar surname Granger, he couldn't help but recall what Orochimaru had told him.
"This car is borrowed from Mr. Granger. He's a Muggle, and his daughter is starting at Hogwarts this year."
"Is his daughter pretty?"
"How pretty can a girl with buck teeth and messy brown hair be? Besides, you don't need to remember her. Once she's in school, whoever gets the best grades will be her. Her father calls her Miss Know-It-All."
Memories of his conversation with Slack in the Maybach flooded Harry's mind like a tidal wave, making him involuntarily start talking about Orochimaru.
"You're Hermione Granger? Wendell Granger's daughter?" Harry fired off a barrage of questions. "The one who lives with Slack?"
"Slack? Slack Angus?" Hermione's face fell immediately upon hearing the name. "You also think I need him to avoid being bullied at Hogwarts?"
“No, that’s not what I meant.” Harry just felt that Hermione Granger was being a bit aggressive. “I meant that Slack and I are friends, and we’ve both…both received help from Mr. Granger.”
"Huh? When has my dad ever helped you?" Hermione Granger subconsciously curled her lip. "He really knows how to meddle."
"this……"
Ron was completely bewildered by Harry and Hermione's constant mention of Slack. The man named Slack Angus hadn't even shown up, yet the two of them were talking about him everywhere they went.
and……
"This Slyke Anguill is a snake, and I'm not saying this to be bad," Ron said to Harry and Hermione with a serious expression, "but in the wizarding world, snakes are generally a symbol of evil."
"Ha, the wizarding world," Hermione scoffed. "Does a wizard really sentence someone just because of their name?"
"Slack is absolutely a good guy," Harry argued, defending his friend. "Believe me!"
I don't even know this Slack. Besides, how can I trust a wizard whose first and last name are both snakes?
This guy sounds like a Death Eater!
Ron inwardly scoffed, but outwardly he tried to appear serious and nodded under the watchful eyes of Harry and Hermione.
For some reason, Ron suddenly felt a little sad as he nodded.
Even though she and Harry sat in the box first, the focus of Harry and Hermione's conversation shifted after Slack appeared.
Slack, Slack, that name is everywhere.
"I'm definitely not asking Slack for help. I can manage perfectly well at Hogwarts without him!" Hermione declared proudly. "You'll just have to wait and see!"
Harry chose to surrender.
He was always at a loss with this kind of aggressive girl; perhaps only Orochimaru could handle her.
After all, in Harry's memory, Orochimaru always handled everything with ease.
Just as Harry was about to ask Hermione why she had suddenly pushed the door open and come in, Hermione suddenly slapped her forehead.
"I almost forgot to mention, did you see a toad? Neville just threw his toad away."
What era are we living in? How can anyone still keep a toad as a pet?
Ron was just about to tell Harry and Hermione that the most popular pet these days was the chameleon. But before he could even speak, Harry raised his hand and pointed behind Hermione.
Ron immediately turned his head and looked in the direction Harry was pointing.
He couldn't help but burst out laughing at just one glance.
This is absolutely, absolutely much more interesting than that Slack.
Because Draco Malfoy, who appeared at the doorway, had a round, chubby toad perched on his head.
Even with two bodyguards standing behind him, Malfoy remained incredibly foolish.
"Has any of you lost a pet?"
Just as Ron was about to mock Malfoy, a lazy and helpless voice rang out behind Malfoy.
The next moment, Ron smelled a scent of gooseberries and cloves. He instinctively turned his head to see who it was.
Then he saw it.
Not only him, but Harry and Hermione also saw the woman standing behind Malfoy.
She and Hermione are practically the complete opposite.
Hermione's hair was fluffy and messy, while hers was smooth and beautiful.
Hermione has a large front tooth, and when she speaks, her teeth open and close lightly like a seashell.
Hermione was like a small blade of grass that hadn't yet grown, while she was like a prematurely ripened crystal grape, always exuding a lazy yet alluring aura without anyone noticing.
Harry and Ron may be young, but they are men too.
Therefore, without even thinking, the two made a judgment in the blink of an eye.
This girl with long chestnut hair and violet eyes was far more beautiful than Hermione Granger!
Harry was just about to say no when Ron spoke up first.
"No, none of us have lost a pet."
Hermione glanced at Harry and Ron, her displeasure immediately showing on her face. She turned around and looked directly at Yena Yaxley, who was standing in the doorway.
"I know someone has lost their pet."
"Oh, that's wonderful. Kind lady, could you please tell me which wizard lost his toad?"
Yena Yaxley said lightly, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness as she coaxed the child.
"I was entrusted with this task and had no choice but to complete it."
Entrusted by someone?
Who would be so perverted as to have someone carry a toad on their head and go looking for its owner?
Ron frowned, looking at Draco Malfoy, who was wearing a toad on his head, with a puzzled expression.
When Harry heard Yena Yaxley's words, a name suddenly popped into his head.
"Did Slack order you to do this?"
"Oh?" Yena narrowed her eyes with delight, making them appear somewhat serpentine. "You know Mr. Anguis too?"
What do you mean I also know Mr. Anguiz?
I was the one who knew him first!
Hermione Granger thought angrily.