Joel watched Draco Malfoy leave Diagon Alley with a basket in one hand and Lucius in the other, and a heavy boulder in his heart finally moved away.

"A good example for the children......" muttered Mrs. Weasley, waving her wand to dust off her husband's robes, "It's good to be outside, what would Gilderoy Lockhart think if he saw it......"

"Molly!" Mr. Weasley was frustrated, "Malfoy's words are too ugly. ”

"That's right, Mom," the twins were witnesses at this time, "I heard Malfoy, little and small, scolding us for being pure-blood traitors. ”

"Brother Joel, did I just play it?" Ginny asked, holding the cauldron, as she walked up to Joel.

"What?" Joel didn't hear Ginny clearly, and he saw Alan walk out of the cauldron shop with a large suitcase, waving at him.

Ginny repeated the question, then wrinkled her nose, "Malfoy just wanted to drop the basket, and the door didn't go!" ”

"By the way, what effect is the tricky diary you put in the basket?" She seemed to be curious about these strange things, and a smile curled into the corner of her mouth, "Can it make him dizzy, bleed, and foam at the mouth?" Then I'm so happy. ”

Joel: "......"

"Almost," he replied vaguely, "it's the first time I've used it." ”

Ron suddenly leaned over, "Lee Jae-gan God Demon? ”

He chewed a few pieces of nougat in his mouth, his speech was inaudible, and Hermione was holding a few of Lockhart's autographed books.

"You don't want to lie to my sister again," Ron put down the book in his hand and inserted it between Joel and Ginny, "She's so spicy and easy to fool!" ”

Ginny simple?

Joel looked sideways at Ginny, who was blinking and selling cuteness, and then thought about her previous words, how to think of Ginny was heavier than Ron, who even believed that "the sorting ceremony was to fight the Welsh green dragon".

Alan came over with a big suitcase and sweating profusely.

"Is this done, I want to eat ice cream." He was a little weak, and he had just used all his strength in the crucible shop to grab the last limited crucible in a group of senior students.

"Alright," Joel tried to leave, but suddenly remembered something, "Can I wait for two minutes?" ”

With Alan's permission, Joel stepped forward to Mr. Weasley's side.

"Mr. Weasley, can you come with me? I have something to say to you. Joel leaned over to Arthur Weasley and whispered.

Mr. Weasley turned to see that his wife was still troubled by the twins, and followed Joel to a remote corner.

"Sir, have you been searching Malfoy Manor lately?"

"That's right," Mr. Weasley nodded, "Someone has reported that Malfoy Manor has banned dark magic items, and our people from the Ministry of Magic have been searching for days and found nothing. ”

It's no secret either, Joel must have heard the conversation he had with Lucius before the fight.

As for why the Dark Arts items weren't found from Malfoy Manor? Mr. Weasley wasn't stupid, he also knew that the Malfoys had eyeliner in the Ministry of Magic, and that such a fanfare search would certainly not work.

"I'll tell you something...... Joel tiptoed into Mr. Weasley's ear, "Little Malfoy has a journal in his hand, it's a dark magic object, and Lucius Malfoy doesn't know about it yet, so if you want to do it, hurry up." ”

Mr. Weasley's eyes lit up, he was now eager to find Lucius's sore spot and stab him, but he didn't expect Joel to send a handle.

He patted Joel on the shoulder hard, his face showing a bit of approval, "Uncle thank you this time." ”

After solving all this, Joel pulled Alan and rushed to Florin's cold drink shop, which was crowded with students, and Eddie and Sergey had already eaten most of the box of ice cream, and hurriedly waved when they saw them.

"Guess who I just saw?" As soon as he sat down, Eddie leaned over and asked mysteriously, and Sergei pursed his lips without saying a word.

Joel shook his head and shoved a mouthful of ice cream into his mouth, the creamy mix of jam was mouth-watering and sweet.

"Brother Selwyn!"

Joel jerked his head up, spoon in his mouth, "Did you see Halis?" ”

"It's not just me, Sergey sees it too," Eddie raised an eyebrow, "and she doesn't seem to be in a good mood." ”

Joel sighed, not knowing how Helis had been doing for more than a month.

"You two had a fight?" Eddie asked.

"Shh......hhh ”

"Uh-oh." Eddie also realized that his words were a little inappropriate, and quickly buried his head and kept silent.

"There's no quarrel," said Joel, after a moment's deliberation, "it's just that she's having a bit of a conflict with the family, and it's fine." ”

After purchasing supplies for the start of school, Joel returned to his home in Godric's Hollow, and after a month he had changed the furniture in the original room, all to his liking, the first floor was reserved for the kitchen and living room, and the upstairs opened up three rooms, the master bedroom, the guest bedroom and a study.

Joel put the books he bought from the Blotte bookstore neatly stacked on the shelves of the study, and when the study opened the window, you could see the garden downstairs and the fruit grove on the hillside in the distance, and Joel also specially arranged two chairs and a tea table on the balcony, and when he was okay in the afternoon, he would lie on the chair, make a pot of tea and look at the scenery outside.

He enjoyed a relaxed life, and the Malfoys were not so laid-back.

On the afternoon of the second day of his trip to Diagon Alley, Draco Malfoy found the black diary sandwiched between Lockhart's autobiography, and he knew that he had never bought such an old diary, so he hurriedly handed it to Lucius in his study.

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"Where did you find this journal?" The moment Lucius saw Riddle's diary, his eyebrows were raised, and he suddenly had a sense of foreboding in his heart.

“…… Yesterday I went to the basket that Diagon Alley purchased. Draco Malfoy replied honestly.

Lucius opened the journal and found a small piece of parchment inside.

When I opened it, I found a few lines written on the paper:

I found this diary when I was sorting out the inheritance last time, and I checked the accounts with the director of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, Greengrass, to make sure that there was no such diary in my parents' estate, and I think you accidentally stuffed it in it when you counted and returned the inheritance, and returned it to you in your son's basket when we met in Diagon Alley.

PS: The way you are pressed under Mr. Weasley and your hair is really handsome.

The last sentence made Lucius angry, but this was not the time to be angry, the day of leaving school was getting closer, and this diary had to be sent to Hogwarts.

It was here that the screeching of the doorbell rang through the manor and into their ears.

"What's the situation?"

"Open the door and check the water meter!" Mr. Weasley's voice was full of breath.