Walking out of the three broomsticks, the snow was howling outside the door, the snowflakes fell on Augustus's collar, the black trench coat was tightened, and the slender figure looked a little thin in the harsh winter sun, strolling through the snow, Malfoy and Lilian followed, stepping on the large and small traces of the snow at will.

"What's our next destination? Screaming shacks? Muggle horror movies are a bit boring, why don't you experience them for yourself, and now there is a ready-made place, Mr. Augustus, why don't we go together! Lillian jumped a few steps in front of Augustus, turned around and stopped, her burgundy pupils full of anticipation, her cute nose slightly wrinkled, and an expression of mischief if she didn't give sugar.

"Malfoy, what do you think?" Augustus had a strange smile on his lips, and he reluctantly stopped, brushing the snowflakes off Lilian's head at will, his eyes full of doting smiles.

"SOGA, WHAT'S THE POINT OF GOING THERE? With such a heavy snowfall, it would be better for us to go back to school, I was about to freeze to death. Malfoy cried and rubbed his red face vigorously, and when he noticed Lilian's look on her face that if you talk nonsense, she would die, and instantly turned into a minion, "Oh, it's not very cold, I've long wanted to see the screaming shack, maybe there are some mysterious treasures, let's go to the screaming shack!" Lord Augustus. Lillian snorted in satisfaction, looking like she knew each other.

"Tsk, it's really not firm enough, Malfoy, forget it, I knew that you were useless, since that's the case, let's go." Augustus put his hands in his pockets and stepped away, heading in the direction of the screaming shack, Lillian smiled triumphantly and made a V-shaped gesture to follow Augustus, Malfoy grimaced at Lillian's back, pursed his lips, and reluctantly followed.

The students along the road have gradually become scarce, and most of them have begun to return to the direction of the school, and the surrounding shops are like a movie playing backwards, constantly flashing behind the three people, and the buildings along the road have begun to drift away, and the location of the screaming shacks has approached the edge of the village.

The destination is actually not too far from the bar, only two or three kilometers away, the three of them walked for about half an hour to arrive, this folk rumor haunted house is separated by a fence, if you put a sign prohibiting entry, probably not many people will want to visit, the three-story house has been a little dilapidated, the eaves are a little damaged, just in terms of appearance, and the general residential building is not much different.

"No, that's it, don't you feel disappointed." Augustus stood in front of the room and gestured toward Lillian, signaling that she had arrived where she had hoped.

"Well! It's so ordinary, it seems that it's not a good thing to have too much imagination, and reality and expectations are always too far apart. Lillian touched her forehead in frustration with an angry expression.

"Ha Luha, I already knew that this place was not interesting, you see, I said it. Women, really have long hair and short knowledge. Malfoy looked like a villain's pride, and he couldn't look around.

"Huh? Over there, it's not Hermione and Ron, why did they come here, weren't they still in the tavern before? Malfoy was surprised to spot the two men not far away, and with a wicked smile in his eyes, he walked towards them with his head held high.

Augustus sighed slightly, it seems that Malfoy's mentality of having fun can't be changed, there is really no way.

"Tsk, isn't this Ron and Hermione, with Harry behind their backs, on a date? You should find a better place to go on a date, is going on a date at a screaming shack to tease me? Malfoy approached, a sneer of contempt on his face, a downward look in his gray-blue eyes.

"Get out of the way, Draco, you don't have a handle on what we're doing." Ron waved his hand irritably and said directly.

"Ha, interesting, let me tell you, twenty percent of the management rights of the area under Hogsmeade's jurisdiction are my father's shares, that is to say, the place you set foot is likely to belong to my family, do you think I have the right to manage it?" Malfoy clasped his hands to his chest, fingertips interlaced, chuckled, and looked at Ron playfully.

"You're talking nonsense, I don't know what kind of area to operate the right to." Ron's face turned red, and it seemed that when he talked about money, he hit Ron's weakness directly, and he couldn't even organize normal sentences.

Malfoy had a look on his face that he knew you were so vulnerable, and he had a look of good drama in his eyes.

"Heh, Draco, even if your dad has a stake here, it's your father, not you, so don't stand and talk without a backache, get out of here." Hermione couldn't stand it anymore and stood up for Ron.

"That's right, Malfoy, if it weren't for your father, you'd be nothing more than a bedbug? Even if you are old, a shameless person like you is really rare. Hermione regained some confidence, and Ron seemed to be starting to recover.

"Weasley, do you think you're safe in this place? You may not have noticed that this place is sparsely populated, and it would probably be interesting if I taught you a lesson. Malfoy's eyes were slightly cold, and he put his hand in his clothes.

Ron took a few steps back in fear, even Harry couldn't duel Malfoy, and with his level, he probably wouldn't be able to touch Malfoy at all.

A look of disappointment flashed in Hermione's eyes, and then she took a few steps forward and stood in front of Ron, with no fear in her eyes, "Since you want to teach Ron a lesson, why don't you even count me as a part, I have heard that Mr. Draco is magical, and the little girl would like to see it." ”

"Get out of the way, I won't move the girls. Weasley, you're really impressive, hiding behind a girl, and if word gets out, your Professor McGonagall will probably be disappointed, and there is such a timid and fearful coward in Gryffindor House that he will declare the ocean in the future. Malfoy lazily drew his wand, apparently determined to make Ron remember the day's move.

Ron looked at Hermione's back guiltily, his hand clenched tightly, and then released, still not mustering up the courage to stand up. At this time, a huge snowball suddenly flew not far away, whistling with the wind, and hit Malfoy's face directly, Malfoy wiped the snow residue off his face, clenched his wand, and looked around coldly, but unfortunately, in addition to Augustus and Lillian, there were only two Ron Hermione in front of him.

Hermione seemed to know what was going on, and laughed out loud, and Malfoy touched the remaining snowflakes on his face and stared at Hermione to find out something.

"Whew!" Another snowball hit directly, this time Malfoy had experience, a wind blade flew directly towards him, splitting the snowball from it, looking in the direction where the snowball was flying, it seemed to be a screaming shack, thinking of some legends, Malfoy frowned slightly.