Chapter 144: Summer Vacation: Sirius

"Harry!" A subtle, shy cry of a girl came from the crowd. It was a cute little girl with thick reddish-brown hair and bright brown eyes, and she followed her father timidly, her watery eyes full of Harry Potter.

"Ginny?" Harry turned his head and saw the girl just in time, and the two looked at each other, and Ginny blushed and immediately hid behind Mr. Arthur.

"Your girlfriend? Broken! Malfoy said in a long voice. His face was excited, and his face flushed slightly.

Ha ha! Finally found a chance to fight back, that damn mudblood, and see what else he can say now!

"Shut up! Draco! Lucius dragged Draco back. He just looked excited about it, and he just sat down on the mudblood's words, at first, he only thought it was a joke, but, now... After looking down at Draco, who was still glaring at Harry Potter.

Lucius had to wonder if his son really had that tendency. The Malfoys are a one-man story!

"Oops—Arthur Weasley? I've heard you've been busy with business lately. To hide his embarrassment, Lucius had to change the subject.

"Lucius!" Mr. Weasley said coldly,

"Isn't it because of people like you!"

"Me? I'm a well-known philanthropist, and the big man in the ministry didn't get my help. Lucius said as he reached into the crucible that Ginny was holding, and pulled out a tattered copy of the Elementary Transfiguration Guide from the pile of Lockhart.

"Humph! It's so hard, I thought they would pay you overtime, but what happened? Empty! ”

"Poor girl, and use an old book she doesn't know is that brother!"

"That's better than you, too!" Mr. Weasley's face was so red that he tilted his head and argued, "At least our hands are cleaner than yours!" ”

"Clean?" Lucius was like he had heard some joke. Then his eyes rolled and his gaze fell on Harry Potter.

"Why would the destitute Weasleys care so much about a little boy?"

"Ahem! I've heard that Mr. and Mrs. Porter had left a lot of money for their son. Your family—"

"What did you say!" With a clang, Ginny's cauldron flew out. It was Mr. Weasley who struck him, and like a lion, he pounced on Lucius.

Slammed him into a bookshelf, and dozens of spell books fell and slammed into their heads.

"Beat him! Father! Kick his ass! The Weasley Twins appeared out of nowhere, and Anthony guessed they had just run from the bouncing and frolicking magic joke shop.

The two walked to the front of the bookstore and happened to bump into this scene. Then the two men waved their arms and began to cheer on Mr. Arthur.

"Merlin's beard, gentlemen—all right." The clerk on the side hurriedly ran over and shouted in panic.

However, the two who fell next to the bookshelf didn't care at all, and still scuffled together. There is even a tendency to intensify.

Lucius was still mocking: "The wild child of the Potter family, what else can you think about besides that little gold galleon?" ”

"Shut up!" Mr. Weasley was furious, and just as he was about to give the guy a kick, suddenly, a figure, faster than him.

Like a bolt of lightning, followed by a punchbag-sized fist, it smashed straight into Lucius's face.

With a "bang", Lucius, who flew out upside down, bumped into more bookshelves.

"Sir, sir, please—" The clerk was not finished. The strange man, with his squandering hair and handsome face, turned to look at him, with a contemptuous smile on his face, and said, "Do you think I will not be able to afford it?" ”

"No-sir, but-"

"Then shut up!"

"Let's go! The man turned his head to Lucius who had fallen to the ground and said, "What's wrong?" Coward! Don't you dare to speak when you see the godfather of the Potter family's children? ”

"Ahem!" Lucius spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of rage.

"Oh! Looks like you're not convinced! With that, Sirius drew his wand and aimed it at Lucius, and then said viciously, "You know what? I just came out of there and wouldn't mind going back again! ”

"Do you want to try it?" The faint tip of the staff seemed to be emitting a green light, maybe it was just Lucius's hallucination, but who knows what this madman can do, after being imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years, maybe his brain has long been broken.

What if, this guy really kills him in public...

"Sirius! Arthur! "Mr. Weasley and Anthony turned back at the same time... Forehead... As if nothing had happened to him, he turned his head again.

Looking at the tall and thin, handsome and elegant, uninhibited and charming man, I couldn't help but say in fascination: How handsome!

"Wow!" The other little wizards on the side were also stunned. Ron's eyes widened, as if he wanted to carve Sirius' emaciated figure into his brain.

Not to explain, from this year onwards, Sirius is his hero! Hermione also looked at Sirius in shock, although she was extremely tired of this violence, but... He's so handsome!

Isn't it? The figure, out of nowhere, appeared and knocked Lucius down with one punch. Wow! It's so chic, so manly!

"Alright, all disperse!" Mrs. Weasley hurried over and helped her husband up. But her eyes kept falling on Sirius, she was really afraid that this old friend, who had just cleared his name, would impulsively do something stupid.

"Sirius~"

"Alright, Molly! I'm not stupid! As he spoke, Sirius slowly put away his wand, the disdain in his eyes even stronger, looking at Lucius's eyes as if he were looking at a mass of non-recyclable garbage.

"I'm afraid I'll get my hands dirty!" Then, he took out a pile of gold galleons from his pocket, threw them to the clerk, and said, "That's enough!" ”

"Much, much, sir!"

"And my godson's book fees and his friends." Sirius said indifferently, and when he turned around, his eyes didn't leave Harry for an inch.

Even buy Karma! Anthony was excited! What a godfather of human high quality! Such a godfather, please give me a dozen!

Thank you! ...

"Ahem!" On the other side, Lucius slowly got up from the ground, and he was embarrassed today.

Draco quickly helped his father up, and the father and son looked at Harry and Sirius with vicious eyes.

"No! Little girl—hold your book, it's the best your dad can give you—" he threw back the book from Ginny's crucible.

Then, with his son, he rushed out of the store quickly.