Although the twisted melon is not sweet, it quenches your thirst!

A few days afterward.

Owen and Ron have almost used the Malfoy family's hundred-year accumulation.

If it weren't for the fear of being exposed, he would even dare to take Malfoy to borrow from a loan shark.

The main thing is that Draco is still too small.

Sesame Credit Limited!

If it were Lucius, Ron said, it was on the spot! Buy fourteen flying broomsticks and bring money into the team!

Ay!

Seven handfuls are used.

The other seven watched, not why, hey! It's such a luxury.

Owen was a little moved.

He wasn't interested in Quidditch.

Mainly, ah!

He thought the Malfoys' estate was a good one.

I'm used to living for a week...

As for Draco!

How many times have I said it, and he's not a bad guy!

It's also a psychological hint of the Imperius Curse to go out, and before going home, the Oblivion Curse data is cleared again.

This can also be regarded as giving him a taste of the traditional craftsmanship of the professor of dark arts in the second semester in advance.

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Mr. Aubo Benny moves quickly.

said three days, and it really took three days to clean their house.

For two weeks, Owen has been huddled at home, teasing cats, studying recipes and ancient magic.

It's been a habit he's always had.

Early in the morning, waking up in the morning, Owen began to write letters to Hannah.

Say yes eight letters a day! Eight a day!

Be honest and keep your promises!

—To Hannah Abbott.

- Have you had breakfast? (First letter!) ）

- Have you eaten lunch? (Second letter!) ）

- Have you eaten dinner?

- Did you eat a supper?

- Did you sleep?

- Good night!

- Hey! I knew you didn't sleep!

- Get up! （PM：02:30）

...

In the first few days, Hannah replied to every letter to him, and the two seemed to be chatting in real time.

But a week later, there was no news from there. (Funny...) ）

Scold!

Woman, keep your promise! Bastard!

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Today, after sending a second letter.

He was busy cooking in the living room when he was suddenly disturbed by a rapid ringing.

？

Phone?

Speaking of which, Owen almost forgot that he still has a phone in his house...

Putting down the dishes and chopsticks, he walked over and raised his hand to pick it up.

"Pull one?"

He yelled at the phone, really, eating! What to call.

If it's telemarketing or something, believe it or not, I'll follow the phone line and you!

"Hey! Is it Owen? Harry's hurried voice came from the other end of the line.

"A strange creature suddenly appeared in my house."

"If you have the time..."

On the other side, Harry from 4 Privet Road was staring at his round almond eyes, cautiously surveying everything in the room.

Last night, he was suddenly awakened by Hedwig's screams.

When he opened his eyes, he vaguely saw a mysterious creature by his window, but in the blink of an eye, the short, purring-looking creature disappeared in place.

He thought he was wrong.

It wasn't until he woke up in the morning that he realized he had lost something.

It was a package from Ron, and the one he had received last night was a huge box with all sorts of things, clothes, food, and all kinds of magic items.

There's even a full set of Quidditch armor. and a wide range of broomstick maintenance kits.

Included was a letter from Ron, which said that they had robbed Malfoy.

There are too many things for the owl to deliver.

Owen suggested that they go for Muggle delivery.

... Obviously it was sent from London to London, but this unlucky courier traveled for two weeks.

There were so many things in the box last night that he hadn't had time to look at them closely, it was getting late, and Harry had planned to get up in the morning.

As a result, I woke up.

？

Well?

How big is my spicy box?

Gone?

Damn, all the thieves stole from him.

Angry, Harry didn't even have the slightest idea of calling Hermione, and directly dialed Owen's house.

Well!

The wicked have to be grinded by the wicked!

That's what he thought.

"Oh! Whoosh! ”

Owen on the other end of the phone instantly knew who the Mr. Thief was.

Isn't it the elf of the Malfoy family, Dobby!

However, it seems to have appeared a little early!

It's just the beginning of the summer vacation, and it's just the middle of July.

And it's strange to say.

Some time ago, Draco ran out every day, but he didn't catch Lucius's attention.

Owen still wants to fish.

I just dropped it for a week, but I didn't even catch a fart.

What has Lucius been up to lately?

Could it be that—

"I'll be there soon, wait for me to take the second car..."Owen very rarely did not open his mouth to mention the money.

It's not that others are going to collapse, but they have recently made a fortune, and people are a little floating, and they can't look down on the three melons and two dates in Harry Potter's hands.

After hanging up the phone, he first used the canned fish to lure Shylock, who was fighting with his pillow on the sofa, grabbed it the size of a palm, stuffed it into his arms, and then walked out of the house.

He had an idea.

In the original book, Lucius thought that Voldemort was hanging, and the second year was also the Ministry of Magic to enact a new Muggle Protection Act, a law that Ron's father, Arthur, participated in.

He was afraid of his family, and some dark magic items of unknown origin would cause him trouble.

Coupled with the hatred for Arthur, he deliberately stuffed Tom's notebook into Ginny's bookcase.

But now...

Malfoy had seen Voldemort alive with his own eyes.

Will Lucius, who has learned the truth, ever think about getting rid of the Horcrux again?

Will the secret room still be opened?

All this has to be marked with a big question mark?

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After more than an hour of bumpy rides, Owen finally arrived at Privet Road.

As soon as he got off the train, he saw Harry pacing back and forth on the platform, waiting for him.

There was a sense of déjà vu that Jerry was waiting for his big cousin.

"Hey! Irving! The moment he saw Owen, the sadness on Harry's face, and the moment—even more sorrow.

Trotted all the way through.

"I have something to tell you."

In the morning his stomach was full of anger, so he didn't think about it so much.

After the call, he regretted it a little, he should have found Hermione!

Because he seriously suspected that if Owen heard his aunt and uncle's mouth stinking him, this guy would directly give each of them a big melon.

"Don't worry, I'm a professional."

Harry wanted to explain, but Owen didn't wait for him to continue.

Instead, he walked naturally towards his aunt's house, as if he had been there before!

"Huh?" Harry had doubts in the corners of his eyes, but he didn't think much of it, and chased after him in a hurry.

Privet Road in the suburbs is not served by bus.

Owen and Harry had to go some more way.

After walking a few streets.

In the distance, the two saw Penny who was tidying up the flower beds in the yard.