After an hour in the vault of the Gringotts Potter house, Harley was back on the surface.

The pockets under her robes were stuffed with gold coins and gems, but there was no smile on Harry's face.

"I'm going to tear down those goblins' damn cars sooner or later!" Hallie thought indignantly, pulling out a bottle of essential oil and sniffing it under Joan's nose.

It's her special essential oil, with a little bit of a half-race girl's hair added to it.

Although this has resulted in the oil no longer being used as a ritual ingredient, it still smells much better.

After banishing her nausea completely, Harley began to follow the planned route to buy books.

That way, when Hermione came, she could concentrate on accompanying the little witch around Diagon Alley.

After a busy morning, Harley returned to her room in the Leaky Cauldron.

She wants to catch up on the beauty sleep first, and by the way, prepare for the evening action.

However, Harry's plan was destroyed before it could be implemented.

When he returned to his room, Old Tom had already brought Hallie's lunch to the table in the room.

Hallie was eating white bread as she flipped through the newspapers of the past few days.

The newspapers had been reporting on Harley's Potions Championship at the School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for the other day, and there were even two photos of Harley standing in the square in the Enchanted Gardens holding the Golden Cauldron aloft.

And yesterday's "Prophet Evening News" published an exclusive interview with Harley.

As for this morning's Daily Prophet, the headlines changed again to the news that Hallie had been awarded the Order of the First Class of the Order of Merlin.

Photographs of Hallie posing with various bigwigs and corresponding articles occupy four full pages.

Harley flipped through the newspaper and looked at the photo of herself and Fudge on the front page, and couldn't help but sigh at how quickly the Prophet reporter moved.

But Hallie's focus wasn't on that, but on the other news in the newspaper.

The fifth page in the newspaper is dedicated to the recent exploits of the Ministry of Magic.

According to the newspapers, the Aurors struck hard, striking hard at the Fallen Alley criminals and seizing a large number of illegal items.

However, seeing that those outlaws are unkempt and in a very poor mental state, Harley seriously suspects that they are just a bunch of unlucky people who run errands, commonly known as substitutes for the dead.

Of course, Hallie didn't have that, but regretted that her trip to Tumbledown Alley would probably be postponed until next year.

"Ugh." Harley sighed softly, took a sip of pumpkin juice, and continued to flip through the newspaper.

In addition to publicizing the Aurors' exploits, the newspapers seemed to be trying to downplay the impact of Sirius' escape from Azkaban.

News about Sirius had been squeezed into the ninth section of the newspaper, and the seventh section was the news of the death of the sixth husband of a famous courtesan in the wizarding world.

Hallie thought for a moment, and it seemed that Brace of Slytherin was the son of the courtesan.

I just don't know what Blais's surname is now, whether he follows his own father's surname, or which godfather's surname.

Even this kind of lace news can occupy a more important page, and the news of fugitives can only be in the corners of the newspaper, and Hallie shook her head, feeling used to it.

……

A week passed quickly, and Hallie took the subway back to Dursley's home.

When Hallie returned to the Dursleys wearing a sunhat, a parasol in one hand, and an empty box in the other, Uncle Vernon was just in time to drive back.

With a smile on his face, he seemed glad that Maggie had spent the week here.

"Uncle Vernon!" Hallie's voice was not loud, but it reached Aunt Vernon's ears with precision,

"I'm back, aren't you happy?"

The smile on Uncle Vernon's face froze.

As Harley got closer, he whispered, "What do you want to do?" Hurry inside! ”

As he spoke, he reached out to pull Harley's arm, but was forced back by Harley's cold eyes.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can carry the box myself." With a smile on her face, a spider silk poked into the lock.

With a "click", the door lock was opened directly.

Harley put her umbrella away and disappeared into the hallway with her suitcase.

Uncle Vernon swallowed, and seemed to react suddenly.

He looked around and made sure that no one was there, and rushed through the door at a speed that did not fit his fat body, not forgetting to close it softly.

The Dursleys continue to ignore Hallie's return, and Hallie is happy to be idle.

At night, Hallie sat in front of the window, gently tossing a gem in her hand, and staring out the window with bored eyes.

It was a spell that had taken her an afternoon to make, and it was engraved with an alchemical rune from Halle's pocket, which could store a small amount of extraordinary abilities.

Now the gem sparkles, proving that Harley has deposited her abilities into it.

"It's so boring, I really want to play beach volleyball with Fleur again, and then soak in the hot springs and help her take a bath." Harley muttered, suddenly feeling as if something was in the dark.

Harley blinked, and night vision from the assassin activated.

She could clearly see a large black dog across the road facing her window.

Harley compared the memories in her mind and thought it was an adult Scottish Deer Hound.

The dog seemed to have been wandering for a long time, with dirty fur, knotted hair, and a few fallen leaves.

It seems that because he hasn't eaten a full meal for a long time, the big dog is very thin, and bones can be faintly seen in some places.

However, the dog's innate nutrition should be good, as its skeleton is larger than the average adult Scottish Deer Hound.

The dog seemed to see Harley, his black eyes meeting Harley's turquoise eyes.

Although this relative was only for a moment, the big dog directly lowered its head, but Harley clearly saw the longing in its eyes.

"Interesting." Hallie opened the curtain,

"Is it a dog that has been abandoned because of a mistake or a special reason? So very much craving a normal home? ”

Seeing the dog stand up as if to leave, Harry's mind moved, and the gem that had just been made in her left hand flew out.

The gem cracked silently in the air, and a transparent cobweb opened, locking the black dog firmly.

The black dog was startled and seemed to be about to howl and run away.

"Silent!"

A spell pierced the night sky and landed on the big dog's head.

The howl in the big dog's mouth was instantly stuck in his throat, and he could only struggle frantically in place and open his mouth wide.

"Stop struggling, no one will come to your rescue." Harley didn't know when she was already standing behind the big dog,

"Come home with me, good dog. I see in your eyes the yearning for the human family. ”

As if he understood Hallie's words, the big dog stopped struggling.

A smile appeared on Hallie's face.

The catch went smoothly and the big black dog was harvested!

……

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(Thanks to the nine-tailed Yanhu for the tip!) ）

(End of chapter)