[HP] The Last Demon King

Malfoy walked to the railing and looked down, his face as bright as eating a fly: "Oh—it's Potter again."

"Ladies and gentlemen," the downstairs became quiet, only to hear a confident voice say loudly: "Young Harry just wanted to buy my autobiography when he walked into the Lihen Bookstore today--I would like to put this on the spot." The book was given to him for free—"

Aridins walked over and saw a handsome man with short blond curly hair downstairs who was hugging Potter warmly, and Potter had an embarrassed smile on his face.

Malfoy didn't speak for a long time, and Eridins saw him staring at Harry Potter surrounded by the crowd.

Then Lockhart announced that he would be teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts this September. Taking advantage of the chaos in the crowd, Potter fled the center of attention with a large pile of Lockhart's books in his arms.

But Malfoy wasn't going to let him go, and he walked down the stairs and headed straight for Potter.

Potter was showing a red-haired girl the book he got for free from Lockhart, and Malfoy strode over. "Potter, you must be enjoying it?"

Potter saw Malfoy, and he saw Eridins walking behind Malfoy.

"Even entering a bookstore can make the headlines. You really deserve to be the savior Potter, huh?"

"Don't talk nonsense! He doesn't want that!" The red-haired girl next to Potter glared at Malfoy, and Malfoy was even more proud: "Oh, Potter, is this your girlfriend?"

The red-haired girl's face turned red, and Ron Weasley who came over immediately said, "Malfoy, you must be surprised. Harry is here, and he's going to Hogwarts with us."

Eridins thought what he said was a bit strange, but Malfoy didn't pay attention, and he immediately replied: "I'm even more surprised that you are here, Weasley, in order to buy those things, your parents will still be there next month Anything to eat?"

These Gryffindors, especially Ron Weasley, will never have a long memory, what a fool to compare mouths with the Malfoys, if Eridins were him, she would fight first... Of course, since she is not him, she will not allow anyone to do this.

Ron blushed, threw the book into the red-haired girl's cauldron and was about to rush forward, but Potter and Granger behind him grabbed him.

"Ron, what are you doing here, people here are crazy, let's get out--" The red-haired man who looked like Mr. Weasley came over, and Eridins saw Fred and George.

"Alas - Arthur Weasley." A long chant broke in, and Mr. Malfoy went back and forth, with Arthur at his side, looking palpable disgust.

"Lucius, Arthur." Mr. Weasley nodded coldly.

Arthur's expression was hostile and unhappy.

"I heard that dude has been very busy with business recently, so many searches... have they paid you overtime?" Mr. Malfoy pulled out a tattered "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" from the red-haired girl's cauldron.

"Looks like not. God, what's the good of being a wizarding scum if you can't even get a good paycheck?" Mr. Malfoy sneered, and Mr. Weasley blushed more than Ron and the redhead. Girls are even better.

Noticing Aridins looking at the red-haired girl, Malfoy whispered beside her, "That's the youngest of the Weasleys, Ginny - like her brothers, red-haired and freckled - —”

"We have very different ideas of what it means to be the scum of a wizard, Malfoy," retorted Mr. Weasley, but his flushed face took him down.

"Who is this?" Arthur said suddenly, he frowned and looked at the couple behind Mr. Weasley, and then shouted angrily: "You actually got mixed up with Muggles—"

The Weasley family and Potter all showed angry expressions.

"Not everyone can remember their own glory like us." Malfoy said coldly: "Weasley, I thought your family had fallen to the limit."

Mr. Weasley threw himself on Mr. Malfoy in exasperation, slamming him onto the bookshelf behind, and a dozen heavy books on it fell on both of their heads with a clang.

"Why don't you pick a fight with me?" Arthur joined in angrily, punching Mr. Weasley in the face.

"Oh, stop fighting, stop! Stop!" Probably Mrs. Weasley's people screamed loudly to pull the melee.

Ron broke away from Granger and rushed towards Malfoy. Potter hesitated and followed closely behind. Fred and George also approached here when they saw it.

Malfoy was about to run away, but before he could turn around, he saw a small figure standing in front of him.

"Eridins, get out of the way—" Fred and George looked at her in surprise.

Aritins took out her wand to show her attitude, and Granger also quickly took out her wand.

"Are you going to side with Malfoy?" Fred called angrily. "Have you figured it out yet?" George stared at her seriously.

Eridins refused to budge, and in the stalemate, suddenly a loud voice overwhelmed all voices: "Gentlemen, spread out—"

Hagrid pushed away Aridins and Malfoy, drove away Fred and the others, walked to the place where the scuffle was, and picked Arthur and Mr. Malfoy away one by one.

Arthur's clothes were just a little messy, and he was not injured. Compared with Mr. Weasley, he was much more embarrassed. His nose was bleeding from the beating, and his mouth was crooked. Eridins knew it was Arthur's credit at a glance. When she was still locked in the underground secret room, Arthur would often lose his temper on her when he was drunk, and she couldn't understand Arthur's fists very well.

Mr. Malfoy wasn't hurt at all, the only visible marks were from being smashed by a book. He stuffed the Transfiguration textbook he had been clutching in his hand into Ginny's cauldron, and said viciously, "Take— — that's the best thing your daddy can give you."

Mr. Malfoy waved to Malfoy and walked out quickly. Arthur also unrulyly straightened his collar, and walked out of the bookstore swaggeringly with Eridins.

At the door of the bookstore, Mr. Malfoy bid farewell to Eridins, "See you at school." Malfoy said to her with a complicated expression, and then followed Mr. Malfoy to buy a broom.

Arthur looked at the time: "It's still early, we can still go somewhere."

Arthur took Eridings to a pet store, Eridings looked at him inexplicably, but Arthur just looked at her and said, "Send it to you, you choose one."

Eridins turned her attention to the chirping pets in the cages. Although there were many kinds of pets in the store, Hogwarts only allowed cats, owls and toads, so Eridins didn't have many choices.

"Welcome—what kind of pet do you want to choose? There are a new batch of lovely long-haired cats in the store, which are very suitable for beautiful ladies like you." The owner of the store walked over enthusiastically.

Some of the cats in the cage meowed softly immediately, while others lay there lazily.

"These are too—" Arthur frowned. "Is there anything fierce and powerful?"

"Fierce?" The boss showed a difficult expression: "We have fierce pets, but they are not one of the pets that Hogwarts allows."

"Hmph, if you want to talk about fierceness, who in this store dares to say that I am the second?" Suddenly, a strange voice broke in, and the other barking pets in the store fell silent.

Eridins looked around, but saw no one else. A colorful little owl patted the cage lazily with its wings: "I'm here."

The smile on the boss’s face was almost unstoppable, he took a piece of black cloth to cover the talking owl’s cage: he said with a dry smile, “Sorry—this is my failed purchase, don’t worry about it, we can take a look other—”

Arthur stopped the boss with interest: "It's okay, what is this?"

"This is a little pompom owl—its father is a parrot." The boss took off the black cloth covering the cage, and the little owl's voice came out clearly again: "...I only eat high-grade owls wet Food, so poor people don't want to have a noble owl like me, I only work once a month, don't compare me with the group of stupid owls next to-"

"Its character... is a bit peculiar." The boss smiled apologetically, carefully observing the expressions of Arthur and Eredins: "Because it will drive away all the guests who are interested in it..."

Arthur was still bending over to observe the little owl, but Eridins had raised her head: "I want this."

"Are you sure?" Arthur didn't expect Eridins to actually make a decision. The little owl shook its feathers and walked to the door of the cage with a wave: "Old Gail, do you see me? That is to say, there will always be someone who has the insight to recognize heroes, like me, an owl whose intelligence is not like ordinary birds, you can't expect a mortal who is either poor or stupid to find out what is extraordinary about me."

"Miss, let me say something first, it cannot be returned." The boss tried his best to restrain the smile on his face.

"That's it." Arthur glanced at Eridins and made up his mind.

When Eridins left the pet shop, she was already holding a cage in her hand, and the little owl inside kept talking, with a tone like an annoying old man: "Have you prepared high-grade owl wet food at home? I have to say, I only eat the brand of Guiniao - and the branches I sleep on, I hope they are sycamore wood, of course, I am a kind owl, the golden silk wood is also fine, I like the pattern -"

Arthur frowned and was about to say something when he suddenly saw the little owl let out a sharp and frightening whine as if it had been pinched tightly by something.

Eridings lifted the cage, and the frightened expression of the little owl was magnified in front of her. Eridings watched for a while, and did not release the magic until the little owl's whining became weak.

The little owl's body has shrunk by three quarters, and a chubby head is funny on top of the slender body. Eridins thought it just looked like an owl, but it still retains the stress of an owl when it is frightened Response, the common owl in the Muggle world is like this, it will have a stress response after being frightened.

Eridins looked indifferently at the little owl who didn't even dare to roll its eyes, and decided to call it Big Head from now on.