Early on Saturday morning, Ranko was ready to pass through the fireplace in the East Tower again, first to the Norwegian Ministry of Magic, and then to the United Kingdom through the Norwegian Ministry of Magic.

"Hey, did you forget something?!"

Professor Harlenius stared at Professor Malfoy, who was about to open up, and his tone was very unkind.

"Huh? Did I forget something? No, I don't remember anything today. ”

Ranko blinked, looking very innocent.

"You definitely haven't forgotten." Professor Harlenius didn't like him at all, "It's time to start today, where are you going to go?" ”

Yesterday you swore that you would guarantee that those students would not be able to make Horcruxes, so I looked at it, but it wasn't too much, right?

Or another group of noseless?

Or did Durmstrang build it himself?

Thinking about Professor Harlenius felt like his sanity was falling like crazy, sorry, Durmstrang didn't accept this strange creature as a student.

"Oh, that's what you said," Ranko still looked like he was going to leave at any moment, "we can talk about it later, after all, it's Saturday, and I have to rest today." ”

"There's no rest here...... "Malfoy, why don't you leave it here for a weekend?"

Professor Harlenius was just about to give another output, but Ranko took advantage of his unpreparedness and ran away, leaving only a red figure in front of him and disappearing, leaving Professor Harlenius speechless for a moment.

"I'll bring you something interesting when I come back." Good girl~

"This kid."

Professor Harlenius listened to this as if he were coaxing a child, and thought that he would have to blow the child's head out someday!

Professor Harlenius gritted his teeth, thinking that the Dark Arts Professor was extremely unreliable, and then he could only go and talk to his dear students, oh, it was their instructor who didn't pick the material, and told them to hurry up and choose other topics, otherwise it wouldn't be the unreliable Malfoy who couldn't finish his studies anyway.

So who is so bold as to think Malfoy is reliable?

And put this scourge in?

Professor Danlin :)

Ranko returned to England, but this time not for St. Mungo's people, but for the fact that he did have something.

To be precise, there is an appointment.

On the streets of London, through the mouthpieces of the homeless and the busy streets, at the end of the walk, in a luxuriously decorated restaurant private room, Ranko just entered the private room, took off the wizard's robe on his body, and turned on the heat in the private room to the maximum, then sat down comfortably, looked at the man opposite, I don't know how long he had been doing it.

"I thought you wouldn't come."

Opposite him, a man with many wrinkles between his eyebrows and gray hair, but not at all depressed, put down the menu in his hand.

"How so." The man said calmly, "After all, it was Mr. Malfoy's invitation, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for the Malfoy family if I didn't come?" ”

"Ah, is that so?" Ranko tilted his head, snapped his fingers, and let the menu that the other party had put down float over: "I thought you were going to pay it back, ah, according to the interest rate of cash, you will pay me back three million four hundred and forty-five thousand six hundred and seventy-eight gold galleons with interest, so that we don't owe each other, Mr. Parkinson...... Seriously, your family's name really reminds me of Muggle disease every time. ”

Bruzak Parkinson, the current head of the Parkinson family, one of the twenty-eight sacred pure-blood families in England.

"I don't owe you that much money."

Bruzak was speechless, "You still have the face to say so much?" ”

"What do you mean by that, I'm serious here." Ranko took the menu, ordered dessert first, and then looked at the other side, "So, what are you going to eat?" If you don't eat anything, you're welcome. ”

"Here's it, please." Obviously an old man of sixty or seventy years old, but now he still looks like a forty-year-old young man, with a masculine and tough face, and there is no old man's twilight at all, Bruzak said to his friend, who died inexplicably and came back to life inexplicably, "After all, it was you who asked for help first." ”

"So I'm going to pay off with those four hundred and forty-five thousand six hundred and seventy-eight gold gallons, right?"

Ranko lowered his head and quickly took the pen and wrote something on the menu.

"Where did you get so much? One thousand gold galleons can rise so exaggeratedly, are you really going to be shameless? ”

"For more than fifty years, I calculated based on the loan data from Gringotts, what, do you have an opinion? If you have any opinions, go to the goblins. ”

With that, the air in the private room seemed to freeze.

Bruzak looked ready to attack, squinting his eyes and staring at the blonde boy in front of him very threateningly.

Ranko raised his head, looked at Bruzak, narrowed his eyes and asked, "So, are you sure?" ”

Bruzak suddenly relaxed.

His body suddenly relaxed, and his previously tense spirit suddenly let go, and he fell on the chair without any shape.

The atmosphere that had frozen in the air suddenly became relaxed again.

He said lazily, "Well, yes, there are very few wizards who can be shameless to this extent. ”

"I'll just praise me by saying this." Ranko buried his head again, "After all, few people say that about me. ”

"That's because they dare not speak out, right?" Bruzak sarcastically remarked.

"Besides, who would have thought that a guy who has been dead for an unknown amount of time would still be alive here?" Bruzak said: "Yes, Malfoy, you used to tell ghost stories every day, and I am also on guard against it, it is possible that some disgusting monster has disguised itself or invaded your body, is that not too much?" ”

He was Ranko's roommate at Hogwarts, and he was one of the few friends Ranko had at Hogwarts.

"So what did you do with me this time?" Bruzak didn't mean to talk nonsense, he still looked lazy, "I don't think you'll be idle and look for me, especially when you've been awake for so long and haven't looked for me once." ”

"What do you think I'm for?"

"Guys who can't afford to be early."

Ranko looked incredulous: "I have such a person in your impression?" ”

"You often say that when you're in bed, I remember pretty well, Malfoy."

"Really?"

Ranko lifted his head in thought.

"Yes." Bruzak didn't talk too much nonsense, "Okay, you know, my time is precious. ”

"It seems that after inheriting your trembling family, you have changed a lot."

"No one doesn't change." "In more than 50 years, a lot of things have changed. ”

"That looks like I'm overthinking." Ranko smiled, "I thought that the child who was bullied by his stepmother before is still looking like a lost dog, but I didn't expect you to become the head of the family, hehe." ”

"As you think." Bruzak spread his hands, "Just as you expected, my father, the man committed enough crimes for him and his wife to squat together in Azkaban until they died. ”

Ranko pursed his lips and smiled, not answering the sentence.

"So who are you going to calculate this time?"

Bruzak asked.

"How can it be called calculation?" "But there's something I want to ask you for. ”

After seeing the second son of the Malfoy family, who once turned the Parkinson family upside down without moving a single soldier through his hands, Bruzak would not believe Malfoy's nonsense at all.

Tsk, this little ghost, even after so long, the kind of temperament on his body still can't help but hate.

It's still the student council president who doesn't like people, or the 'stupid human I'm too lazy to take care of you', as if he can't understand human words at all.

"I just want you to buy a team for me."

"You're breaking the law...... Buying up a team? ”

Bruzak was just wondering if Malfoy wanted to buy some contraband, but when he heard this, he suddenly paused, and then looked at his childhood friend in front of him strangely.

"Imperius?"

Rankopi didn't smile: "Why don't you try my Imperius Curse?" ”

"Tsk, are you a modifier? I've been dead for so long, and finally I have a twisted personality and plan to enter Quidditch, right? Don't you hate Quidditch the most? ”

"It's not as annoying as you say." Ranko said: "I just don't want to look at the simple-minded, well-developed guy flying in the sky, and from time to time there are some accidents that affect others." ”

Bruzak, who captained the Quidditch team: ......

I feel like you're scolding me, and I have ample proof.

"Well, I mean, Oreo's question."

"Oreo?" Bruzak paused, "The phoenix? ”

Yes, Malfoy's phoenix, he's always been very precious.

I don't see it now, something happened?

Ranko spread his hands, "You know, there are very few records of eagles, I want some data, and a phoenix, although not an eagle, will always have some connection between the same family, right?" ”

"New Zealand's Mottola Macaws?"

"Yes, that's right, that's them." It doesn't seem like I'm looking for the wrong person.

Bruzak: "You want their phoenix?" ”

"What do you think I'm coming to you for?" Ranko replied.

Bruzak snorted, "You're giving me a problem, Malfoy. ”

He didn't ask the Headmaster of Hogwarts, who, like Malfoy, was respectful of the Headmaster.

"The Mottola Macaws are in New Zealand, and the Parkinsons' forces are not as strong as you alone over there."

"I don't need you to use the power of the family." Lan Ke said: "You can just come up with someone, help me run, and the labor fee will be my 34 million ......."

"Stop, stop!" Thirty-four million? Are you crazy or am I crazy?

Please be honest, okay!

Ranko winked: I'm multiplied by ten.

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Bruzak said angrily: "You have this spare time to talk to me here, and now everything has been solved in the past trip." ”

"But, how can you pay off my 300 million arrears?"

Ranko is really multiplied by ten.

Bruzak: ......

If you don't know that you can't beat it...... No, Malfoy had become so small, and he was much older than Malfoy.

Kill him, ah no, how about throwing him out?

Bruzak moved his claws, and Ranko pulled his wand out of the table without changing his face, followed by the strange books in his pocket, the shroud bandage, the withered vines, and a small pile of black sand......

Bruzak: "...... Tell me, how much money are you going to pay? ”

Ranco continued to dig out, and there were rotting hearts and a few holes, still beating lungs.

The first time we meet, we must be kind to others, so that others can read him in the future, and Ranko knows this well.

Bruzak: "Stop! I'm out! Let's go! ”

Damn Malfoy, again, threatened him at the first meeting!

Bruzak thought of the day he first met Malfoy, in the Slytherin dormitory at Hogwarts, when a wizard who seemed to be out of place came to him and said to him:

"Are you snoring?"

At that time, Bruzak looked dazed and said not to snore.

Malfoy, who had a weird smile on his face at the time, put down his wand with a smile and patted him on the shoulder:

"That's good, or I'll have to ask you out, I'm optimistic about you, Mr. Parkinson."

And that dormitory, from the beginning to the end, was just the two of them.

Later, Bruzak learned that the other two people in their dormitory had changed dormitories in a hurry on the first day of school for various reasons, and they did not dare to come to their side at all.

Even when they were eating in the auditorium, the two poor little ones didn't intend to be next to their senior classmates at all.

Now recall, ah, he was threatened on the first day.

If he answers snoring, he guess he's one of them, right?

So being threatened by Malfoy...... Hehe, get used to it.

"That's good, I'll invite you for this meal." Ranko stuffed the things back into his pocket, and complained as he stuffed them: "You said that if you had said it earlier, I wouldn't have to dig my heart and lungs here." ”

Listen, is this talking about human language? Bruzak thought with a toothache.

He borrowed Malfoy a thousand gold Galleons to go back and fight with his father, and soon after Malfoy had an accident, and he had nowhere to pay it back.

Abraxus? Forget it, give it to him, maybe Malfoy will blow it up again.

"I borrowed your money, and you paid it back to my brother? What do you think? Dementors have to take a detour when they see you, you know? ”

He could imagine that if he said that, Malfoy would be able to make a sneer.

Turning his mind, Bruzak said, "When are you going to get the results?" ”

"Naturally, the sooner the better." "After all, Oreo is still waiting there, and I don't like that kind of simple-minded guy, but I can't help it, they have what I want." ”

So I'm sorry, since they refused his request, then he can only use some unconventional means to get what he needs.

After all, what can be solved with money, can it be called a problem?

And since it can be solved with money, then naturally he doesn't need to bother, right?