No.3 Sword Follower (Upright)
I repented, it was supposed to be updated yesterday, but it turned out that the slag machine three times 10 people three copies caused the fight to finish at 11:30, so ......
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Sword Attendant (upright): An energetic young man.
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Cappadocia Manor, England
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[Quidditch World Cup?] ]
Twitching the corners of his mouth, Opal felt that he was interested in this kind of ...... that had swept the entire wizarding world Sports, I really can't understand or love it, [what does that have to do with me?] ]
"That's not what I said, Opal!"
Blinking, Harry shook her sleeve unusually cheerfully, "That's a great event in the wizarding world, wouldn't it be a shame not to see it?" β
[Do you think I'm idle?] ]
With a vague illusion of Harry being assimilated by his godfather, Opal closed his eyes and shook his head, trying to get back of his mind the illusion that he seemed to see a dog's tail flicking behind Harry, [If you really want to go, no one will stop you. I believe that the previous endorsement contract should be enough for you to spend on this matter, right? ]
"That's true, but aren't we friends? Wouldn't it be right to go to see Quidditch together? It also saves Opal that you always stay at home and don't go out, although you don't have to worry about gaining weight, but it's also a good thing to go out and exercise once in a while, isn't it? β
Harry really dared to say anything over there, but Opal didn't know why, and he accidentally indulged him.
[Really, you're going to give me trouble.] Say, are you betting on whether I'm going or not again? ]
"I can't hide it from you...... This bet profit we are fifty-fifty? β
[Three-seven, I'm seven, you're three.] ]
"How can there be such a thing? You're too ruthless, aren't you? β
[Just for you to bet on me, I don't want 19 to give you face.] ]
"I know, I know, I can't do three and you seven lines?"
[Don't say it's reluctant, but you probably didn't have the brains to make this kind of extra money before.] It seems that you have really grown a lot in this time. ]
"Isn't that what you taught Orpal? Now that I think about it, I always felt miserable at the beginning - but according to what you said before, was I really that stupid back then? β
[In a sense, it's stupid.] ]
"Opal!"
[Well, I'm here, what's the matter?] ]
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Draco, who was working on the papers, watched the interaction between Harry and Opal over there, and the idea of "sister and brother" suddenly popped into his head, and then he immediately shook his head and threw this strange thought out of his mind - although Opal looked much older than Harry due to various changes, Opal was younger than Harry in terms of the actual date of birth...... (Celestial sound: Opal's birthday is in October, and Harry's birthday is in July.) The prophesied savior of Opal's world was Neville instead of Opal, and Snape and Lily would be hunted down for some other reason. οΌ
Since getting closer to their group of Slytherins, Harry has grown up quickly, but he has grown up and grown, except for them, but in front of others, he is still the same - although it is clear that this means that Harry trusts them, but he can still tease each other for choking a few words, and it is good not to be choked back now.
It's so good that the nutrition process is rotten inside, bastard!
Draco couldn't help but grit his teeth at the thought of this - having an Opal who could crush him was enough to make him depressed, but now there was another Harry, these two people were completely born to restrain him!
[Draco, what's the fuss?] ]
While Draco was secretly scolding himself, Opal had noticed his wandering mind and beckoned the doctor from afar.
"It's nothing, I'm just thinking about the reconciliation statement. After all, Cappadocia is not rooted in the UK, and there are many places where the joints are troublesome in terms of cross-border cooperation. β
Shaking his head, Draco pulled back his thoughts and walked straight into the right place, "I can only help you make a list of the families you need to contact, as for the rest, it's up to you to solve it." β
[I know that.] ]
Opal nodded, [This Quidditch World Cup was just the end of the game.] Do you have a ticket there? ]
"You really know how to do the math."
Draco was slightly stunned, but he didn't want to dwell on this aspect more, "I have a ticket for the Quidditch World Cup, but it's a special noble ticket for Malfoy, according to common sense, you should also have received a package ticket from the official." β
[Naturally, I have a ticket here.] ]
Rolling his eyes, Opal pouted at Harinu, [but Harry and his godfather shouldn't have any.] After all, although the Blake family has been rehabilitated, its influence has been weakened. I don't think the Ministry of Magic will ever remember to send the Black family a set of tickets. ]
"Don't worry about the ticket, the godfather has already gotten it."
After a slight pause, Harry's gaze wandered a little, "But you know, the Weasleys tried to invite me along......"
"Oh my God...... It was an absolute disaster. β
It would be a lie to say that there was no schadenfreude, Draco looked at Harry with a look of ill will, "Why don't you just say yes?" After all, didn't you have a good relationship with those redheads? β
"I'd definitely love it if George or Fred invited, but ......"
As if thinking of something, Harry couldn't help but shudder, "Just look at my godfather to know how little common sense of the world is for ordinary people, and I don't want to walk outside and be regarded as a heretic." Although Mr. Weasley is very enthusiastic about the lives of ordinary people, those common sense problems ...... Forget it. β
Out of politeness, he couldn't say anything too much, but everyone understood what he didn't say.
However, Harry didn't say the deeper reason, because after all, the Weasleys were the wizarding family that first accepted and guided him, and although they had drifted away from Ron because of their ideas, he was still very grateful to the Weasleys.
Over there, Harry's words not only made Draco laugh on the table, but even Opal couldn't help it.
[Actually, Siris is quite fine, at least he never wears ordinary people's clothes.] ]
Opal smiled, [Draco and I are Slytherins after all, and it's not good for you to get too close to us on the surface.] Go join Hermione. ]
"What's wrong with the bright side?! Why do you care so much about other people's opinions?! β
Harry was really a little unhappy.
"Stupid!"
Draco rolled his eyes at him - a stupid lion was a stupid lion, he couldn't have thought of anything as simple as that, "to avoid trouble on our side, of course." β
"But...... Voldemort is not ......"
[Do you believe?] ]
As for Harry's unfinished words, Opal asked rhetorically with a faint expression.
Both Harry and Draco looked speechless, and after a moment Harry grabbed his hair a little irritably and collapsed on the sofa in the reception room, "Okay, okay, okay, I'll go over with Hermione." β
[How old are they, still spoiled?] ]
Opal, who was quite helpless at Harry's childish behavior, shook her head, and continued to focus on the papers in her hand - since she returned, Sister Qianwei had completely left the Cappadocia family to her to take care of. If it weren't for the help of Riddle and Mr. Yeji, even if she had been systematically contacted before, I'm afraid she would have been completely busy. I've been busy for more than a month before I have a rough idea to get started, but it's just a matter of getting started, and it will take a lot of time to become proficient, so it's a little bit to be able to do it now.
ββ¦β¦ I'm just not as good as your brains anyway. β
Hugging the pillow on the couch, Harry puffed out his mouth and complained, "I'm not coquettish!" Don't wronged me! Hum! β
It's obviously just coquettish, and you really dare to say it......
Opal twitched the corners of her mouth, and after knowing from Sister Qianwei's side that her mother was actually Lily and Snape in the parallel world, she naturally knew very well that she and Harry were indeed half-brothers and sisters, so she was more or less patient with Harry - just looking at the current picture, who would believe that she was not a sister?!
Therefore, crossing or something, it is simply a 10,000-year-old pit, the kind of pit that kills people and does not pay for their lives......
However, Opal, whose mind had wandered so much at the moment that he didn't know where to go, didn't know that in the eyes of Draco, the strange feeling of "getting along with sister and brother" was even heavier. (Celestial: Draco, you're actually the truth, really...... οΌ
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England, Wilderness, Quidditch Venue
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For various reasons, Harry, who finally followed Hermione and the Weasley family to the competition venue, casually dealt with Ron beside him, while looking for traces of his familiarity in the large tent camp.
Then on the way, he saw an extravagant, pretentious work, hung with silk one after another, like a palace, and a few living peacocks tied to the doorβwell, this must have been Malfoy's. And not far from Malfoy's tent stood a rather simple but atmospheric black tent, decorated with white roses, and a family crest that he was very familiar withβwell, it must have been Cappadocia's.
As for the Weasleys......
Although Harry didn't want to complain and didn't want to dislike it, he ...... Why do you have to be self-reliant and self-reliant when you can solve things that can be perfectly solved with magic?!
As a child who grew up in the world of ordinary people and was more or less abused, Harry really didn't think that there was any fun in building a tent and cooking by himself, but seeing the Weasleys so excited, he really didn't want to discourage them, so he could only pull Hermione to sit aside and read a book.
In order to avoid the eyes and ears of ordinary people, they traveled late at night, and when they finished assembling their tents, the sun had just risen, and the fog on the field was much lighter, and they could see the world of tents stretching in all directions.
"Harry, where are you going?"
Hermione was a little uncomfortable being treated by Harry, "I don't think we should run around, it's going to be worrying." And, don't you have to bring Ron? β
"Go to Opal, haven't you been thinking about her situation?"
After all, they've known each other for a long time, so Harry knows quite well that if he scratches Hermione's itch, "No matter how good his temperament is, Opal is a Slytherin student after all, and you don't know Ron's temperament...... I'm afraid I'll offend people by taking him there. After all, neither you nor I can hold that guy down. β
After thinking about it, Hermione immediately fell silent, not to mention that she really wanted to meet Opal, after all, it was really pleasant to talk to her before.
If only Opal were a Ravenclaw, then it must be the Sorting Hat's fault that a good character would make it to Slytherin!
Harry and Hermione slowly walked through the rows of tents, looking around. Although he had heard about Opal and Dracoscience before, Harry really hadn't thought about what wizards would be like anywhere else except in the British wizarding world.
At least Harry had never seen such a young little witch or wizard. A little boy no more than two years old crawled out of a pyramid-shaped tent, took a magic wand, and happily poked a slug in the grass that was slowly expanding to the size of a sausage. When they approached him, his mother hurried out of the tent to stop him.
Not far away, two little witches, about the size of a boy, were riding a toy broomstick that could only rise to the height of a girl's toes, barely able to skim over the grass with dewdrops, while an adult wizard was running towards them as if ready to stop them.
The witches and wizards all around them came out of their tents and began to prepare breakfast. Some sneak a look around and light a fire with their wands; Some were skeptical and tried to light a fire with a match, as if it were impossible. Three African witches were talking solemnly, all dressed in long white bubbles, while a group of middle-aged American wizards sat under a shiny sign and chatted happily. The sign hung between their tents and read "Wizard's Salon". As they passed the tents, Harry heard a strange conversation being spoken inside, and though he couldn't understand it, the tone of each voice was very excited.
It's really like Opal told him, it's a big world......
Harry thought as he walked, and there was a feeling that his vision was being expanded. Then I looked back and thought about the battles between several houses in Hogwarts, and suddenly I felt very boring.