......

"Oh, of course...... And the attraction of girls," George suddenly appeared beside them again. "But we won't sell it to our sister," he added, suddenly stern, "she's got five boyfriends, and as far as we're concerned—"

"Whatever you hear from Ron, it's a big lie," Ginny said calmly, as if it were all Ron's malice to her.

As she spoke, she leaned over and took a small pink jar from the shelf. "What is this?"

"Ten seconds to make sure the acne removal," Fred said. "Deals with everything from boils to blackheads well, but don't change the subject. Have you dated a boy named Dean Thomas?"

"Yes, I have," Ginny said, glancing at Ron and Harry in the distance, who was clearly not very interested in both the whistleblower and the person who cared.

"And the last time I saw him, he was one and not five boys. What are those?"

Ginny pointed to some hairy balls in the pink and purple shades, all rolling around at the bottom of a cage and screaming loudly. "Pygmy fluff," said George. "Miniature velvet, we weren't feeding fast enough. So what's going on with Michael Kona?"

"I dumped him, he's a terrible loser," Ginny put a finger into the cage and watched the dwarf fluff gather around it. "They're so cute!"

"They're really likeable," Fred admits. "But you're changing boyfriends too quickly, aren't you?"

Ginny turned and stared at him cross-legged, like a Weasley...... Uh, Mrs. Weasley in her youth......

However, to Van Lin's surprise, Fred actually did not flinch, and stiffened his little sister head-on, which was definitely something that Van Lin had never thought of before, in the Weasley family, Ginny's status was second only to Mr. Weasley, and to some extent, even Mr. Weasley had to stand aside.

It is worth mentioning that this situation should be called daily in the Weasley family, if you have four or five siblings, you should be able to experience it, but the bad thing is that whether it is Hermione or Van Lin, there is only such a baby in the family, and then let Hogwarts be abducted as a wizard, saying that Van Lin has always felt that Mr. El should be looking for one, fortunately, it doesn't seem that he may have to worry about it......

"It's none of your business! And, thank you," Ginny snorted as she turned to Ron, who had just walked over to George, who had just appeared next to George with a pile of merchandise, "Thank you for not telling these two guys my story!

"What are you talking about?" Ron looked confused, clutching the pile of small toys that didn't seem very successful in Van Lin......

Well, it's hard to find a better adjective than to describe things that are out there other than toys......

"What are you talking about?" Ginny raised her voice as if she was about to explode, but then Ginny put up with it, "I hope you'll be so calm then." ”

"Oh, of course!" Ron said undeniably, "besides, these things ......"

"Oh, three gold galleons, nine silver sicos, and one bronze nut," Fred checked the box in Ron's hand. "So, pay for them so you can get them, Ron. ”

"Hey, I'm not mistaken, I'm your own brother!"

"Oh, that's right......," Fred thought for a moment, pretending to think, "but you're taking our goods...... In that case, I'll give you a cost price, just three gold gallons, nine silver sicos, and forget about that one nat. ”

"But I don't have three gold gallons and nine silver sico!"

"Then you'd better put them all back, and put them back on their original shelves if you don't mind. Ron threw the boxes on the floor and cursed and made a rude gesture at Fred, a gesture that unfortunately was seen by Mrs. Weasley, who happened to come in at that time.

"If I ever see you do that again, I'll spell your fingers together. She said sternly.

"Mom, can I buy a dwarf fluff?" said Ginny.

"A what?" said Mrs. Weasley alarmedly. "Look, how cute they are......" Mrs. Weasley walked over to look at the dwarf Fluff, and Harry, Van Lin, and Hermione immediately saw the window that had been blocked. Draco Malfoy was alone in the streets, hurrying down the street. He glanced over his head as he passed the Weasley Magic Trick Shop. Seconds later, he disappeared from view of the window.

"I wonder where his mother went?" Harry frowned.

"Looks like he got rid of it. Van Lin said. But this is really rare for Draco, and getting rid of Narcissa is something that Draco would almost never do in Van Lin's opinion.

"But why?" said Hermione. Harry didn't say anything; Narcissa Malfoy wouldn't want her precious son out of her sight, and Malfoy must have struggled to break free from his mother's grasp.

With Harry's knowledge and dislike of Malfoy, he believed that Malfoy would not be there to do anything good. He looked around. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny were bending over to look at the dwarf.

Mr. Weasley was happily checking a package of Muggle-marked game cards, and Fred and George were greeting customers. Outside the window, Hagrid was standing with his back to them, staring carefully at the street, while Ron was torn over Fred and George.

"We can go out and have a look. Van Lin said, "Harry, do you have an invisibility cloak with you?"

"Oh yes, of course. Harry said, "Right here......"

"Come down here, hurry," Harry pulled the invisibility cloak out of his bag.

"Oh...... I don't know, Harry," Hermione looked hesitantly at Mrs. Weasley.

"Come on. Van Lin said, pulling the girl by the hand, "It's nothing, Hermione, or do you think one or two Death Eaters will be able to take us down......?"

"No, I mean...... Oh, well......" She hesitated for another moment, then hurriedly crouched down and hid under the cloak with Harry and Vanlin.

In fact, no one noticed that they were gone, not even Ron......

Everyone was fascinated by Fred and George's products. Harry, Van Lin, and Hermione squeezed out the door as fast as they could, but by the time they managed to get out into the street, Malfoy had just as successfully vanished.

"He's going that way," Harry said as low as he could, so that Hagrid, who was humming a ditty, couldn't hear them.

"Let's go. Van Lin said a word, judging the general direction......

They hurried along, staring at the doors and windows of the shops until Hermione pointed ahead.

"He's there, isn't he?" she whispered.

"Left turn?"

"What a surprise," Hermione whispered. Malfoy looked around at the moment, slipped into Tumbledown Alley and was gone.

"Hurry, or you won't be able to keep up with him. Harry quickened his pace.

"Our feet are going to be seen!" said Hermione anxiously, cloaks fluttering around their ankles, and it wasn't easy for all three of them to hide under them these days.

"It's okay," Harry said nonchalantly, "hurry up!"

But Tumbledown Alley, an alley full of black magic, is deserted at the moment. They passed the shop and looked inside, but none of them were patronized. Harry reckoned that in such a dangerous and suspicious time, no one would dare to buy dark magic items—or at least be found to have done so. Hermione pinched Harry's arm hard.

"Ouch!"

"Shhh They had reached the only shop Harry had ever visited in Tumbledown Alley: Borgin-Bock, which sold all sorts of evil objects. In the middle of the crates full of skulls and old bottles, Draco Malfoy stood with his back to them, next to what looked like the big black cupboard that Harry had once hid from the Malfoys. Judging by Malfoy's waving hand, he was talking something intensely. The shopkeeper, Mr. Borgin, faced Malfoy, a hunchbacked man with greasy hair. At this moment, there was a strange expression of hatred and fear on his face.

"If only we could hear what they're saying. Hermione said.

"Of course we can!" said Van Lin with a smile. "Wait a minute...... Damn ......"

Van Lin threw down a few useless boxes, Fred had already given him a portion of the product, and Van Lin remembered that it contained what they needed......

Grope for the biggest one.

"Retractable ears, look!"

"Wonderful!" Hermione said, Van Lin said, untying the long flesh-colored strings and placing them under the door. "Oh, I hope the door isn't chanted with an anti-disturbance charm......"

"No!" said Van Lin pleasantly. "Listen!" they put their heads together and listened intently to the end of the string, Malfoy's voice was loud and clear, like listening to a radio.

“...... Do you know how to fix it?"

"Perhaps," Borgin reluctantly admitted, "but I need to see it." Why didn't you bring it with you?"

"I can't bring it," Malfoy said. "It has to stay put. I just need you to tell me how to do it. ”

Van Lin saw Bokin lick his lips nervously, and for some reason, a man who could threaten Lucius looked a little weak in front of Draco......

It seems that Malfoy has already done things for Voldemort again, and he is the punishment for the Lucius family, so ......

"But, without seeing it, I must say that this is too difficult, maybe not at all. I can't guarantee anything. ”

"Can't help it?" Malfoy said, Harry could tell he was sneering in his tone. "Maybe this will give you more confidence. He walked over to Bogin, his body blocked by the cupboard. Harry, Van Lin, and Hermione moved to the side to see him, but all they could see was Bogin, who looked terrified.

"If you dare to tell anyone," Malfoy said, "you will be rewarded." Do you know Finley Greyback, he's a good friend, and he'll visit you over and over again to make sure you're 100 percent serious about it. ”

"There's no need—" said the owner of the Boginbock shop, his voice raised in a voice that made Van Lin feel a little harsh......

"It's up to me," Malfoy said. "Alright, I'd better go. Don't forget to hide that one, I still want it. ”

"Maybe you'll take it right now?"

"No, of course I won't, you idiot, what am I going to do with this thing on the street? You just don't sell it. ”

"Of course not...... Mr. Borgin bowed deeply, as Van Lin had only seen him bow to Lucius Malfoy.

Voldemort's support for Draco was beyond imagination, otherwise, even Malfoy would not have been able to gain the respect of Boss Bogin, like his father.

Draco was now like a triumphant child, at least in the eyes of the other Death Eaters, and Draco was valued by the Dark Lord, who admired him very much.

And in the eyes of the Malfoy family, after knowing the reason for all this, the more beautiful Draco is now, the more painful Malfoy becomes.

He still doesn't know what he is going to do......

"Don't mention this to anyone, Bogin, including my mother, understand?"

"That's nature, nature," Bogin muttered and bowed again. Then, the doorbell jingled, and Malfoy walked out with his head held high, looking at ease. He was so close as he passed Harry, Van Lin, and Hermione that even his cloak floated to their knees.

In the shop, Bogin still froze there, the courteous smile on his face gone;

"What are they talking about?" Harry asked softly, watching Van Lin roll up his telescopic ears.

"I don't know," Van Lin pondered. "What does he want to fix...... What else do you want to store in the store...... Do you see what he's referring to when he says 'that one'?"

"No, he's blocked by a cupboard......"

"You two stay here. Hermione whispered. "You're going to ——?," but Hermione had already slipped out from under her cloak, and she brushed her hair to the reflection of the windowpane, then strode into the store and rang the doorbell again.

Van Lin quickly put the telescopic ear under the door and handed Harry a string.

Hermione brushed her hair to the reflection of the windowpane, then strode into the store and rang the doorbell again. Van Lin quickly put the telescopic ear under the door and handed Harry a string.

"Hello, the weather is terrible in the morning, isn't it?" Hermione happily greeted Bokin, who didn't answer, just looked at her suspiciously. Hermione hummed a tune happily as she wandered through the clutter of objects.

"Does this necklace sell?" she asked, stopping next to a glass box.

"If you have fifteen hundred Galleons," Bogin said coldly. "Oh-uh-no, I didn't bring that much money," Hermione continued. "So...... Where's this cute—um—skull?"

"Garon. ”

"So this is for sale? isn't it...... Someone to keep?" Bokin squinted at her. This made Harry feel uncomfortable, feeling that he had guessed Hermione's intentions.

He looked at Van Lin next to him, but Van Lin didn't care anymore, so he didn't worry about Hermione......

Stumped the owner of the Boginbock store to take Hermione out?

It's a joke.

But it was clear that Hermione also felt that she was too stumbling, because she suddenly spoke presumptuously. "Well, that- uh- the boy who was here just now, Draco Malfoy, well, a friend of mine, and I wanted to give him a birthday present, but if he had already ordered something here, I didn't want to give him the same thing, so...... Uh......"

This is really a lame story, Van Lin looked at his girlfriend with some helplessness, maybe only when she treats Umbridge, Hermione will be mellow in lies, but in the face of Bo Jin, it is obvious that Bo Jin thinks so too.

"Get out," he screamed. "Get out!"

Hermione didn't wait for him to say more, and ran away from the store after him. The doorbell rang again, and Borgin slammed the door behind her, hoisting a "CLOSED" sign.

"Oh, that's good, I mean, great, Hermione, just in the way ...... chosen"

"Or you go, my heroic Mr. Harry Potter. Hermione glared at Harry's face dissatisfied, as if she was considering whether or not to give Harry a second blow.

"But they know me...... And Van Lin......" Harry thought for a moment, pulled Van Lin into the water as well, and dealt with Hermione, obviously, Harry had basically mastered the method.

"......" Van Lin looked at Harry a little speechlessly, this was definitely learned from Fred and George, but Malfoy's approach was still very interesting.

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