HP Dawn Night

Anyone who's been to the Leaky Cauldron can't help but be drawn to the buzz and famous blood brandy there.Although Old Tom was not a hospitable proprietor, and the Leaky Cauldron was admittedly a mixed bag, at least it was buzzing.

What about the old mill bar with a long history in front of us?The old grime and tattered posters made it look like a shop abandoned by Muggles, and the pale, lethargic young man behind the bar looked like a dying drug addict.

"Are you sure they're still alive?" Draco stared wide-eyed, standing at the door and refusing to come in.His eyes rolled around, scanning the sloppy ghosts sleeping soundly in the corner from time to time.

"Draco," I coaxed, "they're just homeless wizards - probably don't even know where their wands are - and why don't you take a look? good."

Draco glanced at the group of homeless people in disgust, and then reluctantly walked to the counter under my reassurance.

"Look." I hand him a piece of printed paper, though I don't know if the variety is still as rich as it says on the menu.

"I don't believe there is Alden Old Whiskey here, it must be a fake!" Draco looked at it dismissively, and I grabbed it and turned it over to show him, "But can you imagine that there is actually a fake whiskey here?" Fresh salads and shaved ice!"

I am so fed up with the Hogwarts diet! ——Although the taste is good, it is too oily and always the same.Occasionally strange berries appeared on the table, but at other times it was just meat, desserts, and soups.

I didn't remember a few of the beauty rules that Pansy whispered in my ear, but who doesn't want to eat some sweet and sour fruits after meals!Even the simplest apple is fine.

"Forget it," Draco sniffed at my discovery, "I bet the fruit here is moldy, and as for the shaved ice, why don't you choose ice cream, I'd rather wait until I go to Diagon Alley - ph Lorraine releases a dozen new products every year!"

I shrugged my shoulders and rolled my eyes again, as if I went back to the time last year, when the honorable Master Malfoy willingly stood in line for a long, long time for a piece of ice cream.

Oh, by the way, we also met the famous Harry Potter that day.

"Hello, please give me a glass of fruit shaved ice!" I had to tiptoe to reach the edge of the bar, the young man lazily raised his eyelids, and then listlessly took away the change I put on it, and then I heard There was a clanging sound.

"Do you know where Potter lives during the summer?" I asked.Draco sneered incredulously:

"Lives with his Muggle relatives. You don't know that?"

He obviously misunderstood it, and this time I laughed: "Of course not. I mean, where do they live?"

"Somewhere in London. Who knows." Draco said nonchalantly. "Your shaved ice is ready."

The shaved ice was a weird blue color that looked cool.We found a seat on the other side of the bar, away from the unknown group of bums.I spooned a little and it tasted pretty good:

"You guessed wrong. The fruit here is not moldy, and the shaved ice is delicious."

I sucked the spoon in an unladylike manner. It seemed that a little sea salt had been added to the shaved ice, making it a bit salty.But I don't like the taste of this combination.

Draco made a disgusted expression, but sneaked a few glances at my shaved ice.

"Do you want to try it?" I pushed the shaved ice cup to him.Draco was about to refuse, but I added in a timely manner:

"Dear Draco, don't you really want to taste it? Believe me, at least it's no worse than your beloved Florin."

Draco seemed to struggle a bit, but considering the scorching heat outside, he finally pretended to reluctantly pick up a spoon and tasted it reservedly, but this gave Master Malfoy a taste of the sweetness, and he immediately picked another one. Small pieces of grapefruit come out:

"I remember you don't like grapefruit, so I'll try to get rid of some for you." When Draco said this, he had an expression of disobedience and grace. I looked left and right, and finally endured I couldn't help laughing out loud:

"Oh, Draco, do you know how naive you were when you imitated Uncle Lucius?" I imitated his expression, pouted and raised my chin, "Look at me, it's definitely [-]% like me!"

A suspicious blush appeared on Draco's fair face.

Since Draco made up his mind to keep quiet and pretend he didn't hear anything, I continued with great enthusiasm:

"I forgot to tell you, Greengrass, who lives in the same dormitory as me, is very tiny! Guess what, she gave you a cute nickname—"

It's cute, but it's a pity that it doesn't work right now.

Draco's expression instantly changed into an angry look: "Vio!"

"——Prince Slytherin, hahaha, every night before she goes to bed, she talks about you to Bolstrom. Although she speaks very quietly, Pansy and I can still hear you." I threw him an ambiguous Eyes, "Maybe you can receive chocolates from her on Valentine's Day next year, you can go to Hogsmeade together the next year, and then—"

"Tsk! I happen to know a few little secrets, do you want to hear them?" Draco seemed startled by the scene I described, but he turned to a tempting topic.I snorted:

"I'm not interested in who Blaise is dating."

Draco had the expected look on his face: "No, no, it's not about Blaise."

I curled my lips: "I won't fall for it."

Draco shook his head in disappointment, but said nothing.

"Don't you think this town is weird?" I asked him with my chin propped up, while Draco was enjoying a strawberry, and he uttered a single syllable indistinctly when he heard me:

"Ok?"

"Why does father still live here? I thought he would be desperate to escape the traces of his Muggle father's life."

Draco seemed stunned, he swallowed the poor strawberry in one gulp, he hurriedly asked: "How did you think of this?"

I looked at him strangely: "It's easy to think, I always feel that my father doesn't like it here, but he didn't move away. By the way, the annual salary for the professor at Hogwarts should be okay, right?"

Uncle Lucius is one of the school trustees, seeing me looking at him so directly, Draco suddenly became embarrassed:

"Er... more or less." He said vaguely.

"Yes, so why doesn't father live in another place?" I was puzzled.Britain is scattered with many wizarding towns and villages. Although the houses there are not as spacious as the manor, it is better than living in the desolate and cold town of Cokeworth.

Draco looked left and right for a moment, and then carefully said a speculation: "Maybe the godfather needs a place to do potion experiments?"

I almost laughed out loud, "Draco, Father isn't going to blow up the whole town in one fell swoop."

As I said that, I snatched back the spoon and scooped up a large spoonful of crushed ice.The feeling of the crushed ice shards and fruit in the mouth together is amazing, but at some point, Draco, who said no, has already solved more than half of the shaved ice without anyone noticing.

I'm very, very sure that with my father's deep knowledge of potions and his pure control over magic power, he probably won't cause any cauldron explosions in his life.

"That's not necessarily the case, just like I didn't know the godfather could grow flowers before." Draco revealed a secret that surprised me:

"Stop kidding, I don't believe my father would bother tending to a pot of flowers - are you sure that's not some rare potion ingredient?"

Unexpectedly, Draco said seriously: "Although the godfather took care of it very carefully, I'm sure it wasn't kept for raw materials."

Now I'm curious: "Tell me what it is."

Draco was uncommonly reticent: "I don't know, a little purple flower."

"and after?"

Draco shook his head: "It seems that there will be no more when I grow up."

I took a deep breath: "Draco, are you really unable to know the species of that flower?"

He tried his best to recall for a while, and finally shook his head regretfully: "I just vaguely remember that kind of flower seems to have...uh, four or five petals."

The author has something to say:

The summer vacation in Spider's End Lane will end in a few days~【Wang Tian】

Then I found out whether the ending is HE or BE. I haven’t decided yet T^T As far as the original book is concerned, it’s time to abuse Xiaolong from the sixth grade~