Chapter Ninety-One: Pay It Back, Lucius! (Eighth more ~ ask for subscription ~)
And the human lackey, Hawke, snapped his fingers again, and several bags flew out of the workshop and landed on Harry.
"Here's the rest of your material, the basilisk's venom only took two pints." Hawke smiled flatteringly, "I've already ground the rest of the snake bones for you." ”
"And this is the cost of your order......"
Harry glanced at it, took it back, and with a wave of his wand, several gold gallons flew out and landed in its hands.
"I'll take the sword first." Harry whispered, and Hawke sent him out with a smile.
As soon as it turned around, the smile on its face retracted, and it glared at Legnak, pulling its throat and saying in a stern tone: "Don't stop, it's not time for you to rest, hurry up and get back to work." ”
"Mr. Potter is being threatened."
"Get the armor out as soon as possible!"
It wished it had a small leather whip in its hand, and as soon as Legnak relaxed, it whipped it hard.
Harry returns to Flitwick's house.
"Came back so soon." Flitwick hadn't even finished his breakfast, and he flipped through the Daily Prophet in the hope of finding something useful.
"How long does it last to hold a sword?" Harry shook his head, "Professor, can you get in touch with the Malfoy family?" ”
Flitwick was stunned: "Of course, but you contacted them?" ”
As he spoke, he reacted: "Do you suspect that Blake is at the Malfoy house?" ”
Harry nodded.
"The Ministry of Magic is going to Malfoy's house in two or three days." Flitwick muttered, "If he hides there, he won't be able to hide from the Ministry of Magic." ”
Harry whispered, "The most dangerous places are often the safest places. ”
"If he can escape from Azkaban, maybe there's a way to escape the Ministry of Magic."
"News of his master, Blake can only get from Malfoy."
He waved his wand.
Parchment and quill flew out, and began to write a sincere letter.
Hedwig reluctantly went to deliver the letter.
Malfoy Manor.
The Malfoy family, who had always known themselves as "high-class", had become more and more deserted in recent days, and he had to hemorrhage profusely in order to get rid of the Ministry of Magic officials who had to come once every two or three days.
But those people are very greedy, they grab the handle once and hold on to it, refusing to put it down.
Not to mention, at such a critical juncture, Sirius Black successfully escaped from prison again, adding to the already bleak Malfoy family.
Lucius was a little anxious.
He sat in the courtyard, wondering which Ministry of Magic official to pinch in order to turn the page.
Suddenly, an owl flew up, dropped a letter, and hurried away.
Smack.
The letter fell on his face.
Lucius gritted his teeth, since the Malfoy family had an accident, did even an owl dare to bully him?
He picked up the letter and was stunned when he saw the payment on the envelope.
"Harry Potter".
Is that the Potter you thought?
This made his face sink sharply.
He carefully opened the letter, there was no curse or spell, and the content of the letter was not quite what he had thought.
There was no swearing, not even the handwriting was neat, and there was no anger to be seen.
The words are also quite polite.
That's it......
Two hours later, going to visit Malfoy Manor, so hasty?
Before he could figure out how to deal with the legendary savior, a little elf appeared behind him with a timid voice: "Master, there are two wizards visiting outside the manor. ”
"One is Professor Flitwick of Hogwarts."
"The other one is Mr. Potter."
Lucius looked up in surprise in the direction of the manor entrance, coming so fast?
These two hours, counting the time for the owl to deliver the letter?
Entrance to the estate.
Harry's face turned a little green, and he looked at Flitwick, "Professor, is this the apparition?" ”
"How does it feel?" Flitwick looked at him with a smile.
Harry shook his head, "It's a little better than the knight's bus, of course, just a little bit." He raised his hand, drawing a slight distance between his thumb and forefinger.
The knight bus is a torture that lasts for half a day.
The phantom transformation is to impose this half-day torture on the body in an instant.
Chocolate-flavored, and-flavored chocolate.
It seems that no matter which world teleportes, this is the case.
"It's good to get used to it." Flitwick patted him on the thigh and whispered comfortingly, "I wasn't used to this spell when I first started. ”
"But he's useful."
They chatted.
The manor door is opened.
Lucius, dressed in a leaf-green suit, walked out, with a fake smile on his face, and greeted warmly: "Professor Flitwick, long time no see. ”
"And the famous Mr. Potter."
"I've always looked forward to meeting you."
Harry interrupted him, "Preferably at my funeral?" ”
Lucius was stunned for a moment, laughed dryly, and felt a little weak: "How come, you are still so young......"
"yes, it's hard to start if you grow a little more." Harry didn't give him any face, staring straight at him.
Lucius gritted his teeth: "I thought you wanted to be a serious guest, Mr. Potter." ”
"I'm coming, two things." Harry gets straight to the point.
"The Malfoys owe the Porter family royalties, so it's time to give it."
Lucius's face froze, he looked at Harry and took a deep breath.
"Are you ready to pay off?" Harry took a step forward, he was now a head shorter than Lucius, and had to look up at him, "Maybe the Ministry of Magic will be happy to hear this?" ”
"They have one more reason."
But Lucius clearly felt that he was the short one: "Of course I didn't forget." ”
"It's just that Mr. Potter was still young before, and I think as a relative, the Malfoy family can keep it for you for a while."
"It's an honor to have a distant relative like you who just wants to attend my funeral." Harry sneered, "Can I take the money and walk away today?" ”
Lucius's face froze again: "Before school starts, I will give it to you." ”
Harry nodded, "Aha, didn't you say keep it for me?" Do you have to spend time preparing the money for 'safekeeping'? ”
In both custody, he accentuated the pronunciation.
Lucius took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and his cheeks bulged, "And what's the second thing, Mr. Potter?" ”
"Where's Sirius Black?" Harry pulled out his wand.
Lucius narrowed his eyes, "You're not the first person to ask me this question. ”
"The answer is the same, I don't know."
"Really? I don't believe it. Harry shook his head.
Lucius scoffed, "The Ministry of Magic doesn't believe it either, they've searched my house three times in a week, and they're eager to tear every floor apart." ”
"Okay, let's talk about the third thing." Harry didn't put his wand down.
The third piece?
Lucius was stunned for a moment, a little surprised: "It's not that there are only two. ”
"I just remembered." Harry was expressionless, "What, aren't you welcome?" ”
Lucius gritted his teeth and nodded with difficulty: "Of course, welcome." ”
There are two more chapters at noon, let me slow down~ I'll be more later!
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