However, the wonderful holiday life did not usher in a happy end, and Xiwen, who was hiding in the gentle country, was broken by the endless owl, and he reluctantly opened the thick stack of letters from Miss Hermione Granger.

At the same time, he twitched his fingers lightly, and a faint fluctuation of magic came out, so that Xiwen could be assured that no one would be able to harass him through the broken owl post office in the future.

With a squeak, the door opened, and Miss Delacour, dressed in home clothes, swayed in slowly, an angelic smile that always dispelled all the gloom in Siwen's heart at all times.

Fleur rubbed and sat next to Xiwen on the same bench, she hardly inquired about Xiwen out of curiosity, just silently being a very qualified listener, waiting for Xiwen to confide in her.

Xiwen looked at the letter in his hand very helplessly, and then handed it to Fleur, who was sitting next to him. The girl pulled her waist-length silver hair to her chest, the aura of the long hair was so charming, she shrugged her shoulders and said helplessly: "Go, Jane knows that I won't stop you from going." ”

The message on the letter is very simple, the cute little Harry leaves the privet road and runs away from home when the summer vacation is about to end, not knowing what happened to the conflict. Then Sivin receives Hermione's death-threatening serial letter.

"It's boring, reasonable, all the underage wizards in Britain are under the radar of the Ministry of Magic. Siwen took out his wand, and his right hand seemed to crush the tail of the wand without any force at all, revealing a filament wrapped in magic power, "See, trace, otherwise how would they detect the use of the wand, how would they use the magic of magic reproduction, the flashback charm." ”

"It's horrible. Fleur said with little interest, although it sounded scary, but it was commonplace. I remember that the federal government of the Second Age used the wreckage of Father, the hub of the mechanical race, to develop a device that could monitor several galaxies, and it was also placed in the Imperial Library.

However, since little Hermione sent a deadly serial letter, Xiwen decided to go for it, quietly approaching Fleur's back, feeling the soft aura of the waist-length silver hair: "Come with me to Diagon Alley? ”

Fleur pecked Xiwen's face lightly: "Okay, you can go honestly." It's time for me to prepare, I don't study everywhere during the holidays, I'm afraid I'll be a fool next semester. ”

Fleur said as she squinted her originally beautiful blue eyes, "I still have to take care of my dear sister who will enter school this year, don't you say, Nyara Totip?"

The sound of chattering upper and lower teeth sounded from under the bed, and a certain Naiya rubbed out: "Hehe, everyone is here, I just want to help you clean the house, don't care about me, you continue to chat." ”

"Don't go, dear sister, you have to skip a grade to the fifth grade at once, and you have a lot of knowledge to learn~"

Xiwen silently closed the door, and the desperate cry for help of a certain Nayako inside had been completely isolated by the well-closed door. Shrugging, this is not something he can manage, hey, Delacul's character is getting more and more broken.

With a slight flick, the crushed wand in his hand was tossed into the air, and then disappeared into a storage space, and in the moment before entering, all the damage was repaired, and it was turned into an intact wand again.

"So, what's going on?" Sivin met Harry in front of the dessert shop in Diagon Alley, where little Harry looked quite comfortable licking ice cream and making up for his summer homework.

Harry snorted for a while and started from scratch, it all started with Dalí's abominable aunt......

Xiwen looked at Harry with a teasing expression: "You mean, that woman insulted your parents in front of your aunt? I'm afraid it's not Shi Lezhi, doesn't she know that insulting your mother is insulting her younger siblings in disguise?"

Looking at Harry, the meaning of the West text is clear, what did you do behind it?

Harry snorted for a while, not daring to look up at Siwen, "I, I didn't do anything, I just took a little ...... A little bit of a nice prank prop added to her salad......"

The corners of his eyes twitched, Siwen looked at little Harry's dodging appearance, feeling very bad, he couldn't help but ask, "What prank prop?"

"That's it...... I don't know very well, very beautiful herbs, with two stretched fluorescent leaves. Sometimes you can still hear the leaves humming faintly, which is completely unrecognizable in the salad......" Harry said as he quietly raised his eyes to look at Syvin's expression.

Although he didn't confess where he got this prank prop, Xiwen's expression already understood everything: "Although it is very happy, but you actually gave people Nayngen without knowing the pharmacology? Dudley's aunt didn't vomit to death, that kind of herb is beautiful but the effect is first-class." ”

"You, you know...... Neengen ...... "Harry was a little afraid to look at him, he felt as if he had sold someone.

"Nonsense, I found these herbs for those two guys, and they actually started selling these raw materials in the store now?" Siwen looked hateful, which made little Harry breathe a sigh of relief.

Harry put away his workbook: "No, they still sell finished products, this is what I said earlier I wanted to prank Dudley." Then they gave it to me, saying that it was the kind with a very short growth period, and the medicine was not very effective. ”

"It's a good thing they gave it to Neengen, not the mutated Scarlet Neengen, and not Garingen, otherwise you would have been wanted by the Ministry of Magic and the British government police now. Sivin felt that it would be best to give the two brothers a better understanding of this, the two of them were still in the curiosity of being exposed to a new thing, and even used this method to see how it would work on the human body.

"It's me, ...... I told them," Harry hurriedly grabbed Xiwen, he clumsily tried to change the subject, "By the way, where did you go during the holidays, Sister Alice rarely saw you, and there was no one at home many times when I went to your place." ”

Sivin didn't want to speak, and pressed Harry's little head on top of the ice cream he hadn't finished, what was the inexplicable pleasure?

Harry looked confused with a cream sauce on his face, and looked up at Siwen's distant back, what did the baby do to be so targeted?