Three hundred

What would happen to Harry and Malfoy in the private room, Fafnier didn't need to care anymore - it all depended on the willpower of the two bear children, "Free will! I love that word!" Fafnier said with a smile as he immersed himself in the crowd of women.

In the wee hours of the morning, Fafnir dropped a stack of bills, and at the same time stuffed a stack of bills to the still messing around with Shotekhaojan, and walked out of the nightclub himself, leaving SoHo under the whitening canopy.

When the two boys finally sobered up, they found that they had forgotten the small memory they had of before they were brought into the nightclub - they felt that their memories were completely blank, and they had no memory of the two kidnappers after they took off their hoods, and the two men looked at each other a few times, and they didn't know what to say - Harry vaguely remembered what he had done after drinking enough alcohol in the private room, and he vaguely remembered what Malfoy had done- Before he completely lost his memory due to alcohol. The same seems to be true of Malfoy...... The relationship between the two suddenly became less tense than before, and it seemed that there was a wonderful comradeship going on. Harry watched as Malfoy took out his wand and cast a small spell to relay his situation to his dad, almost instantly, Draco's dad appeared directly to them with a "snap" of apparition teleportation. The old white gold peacock, disheveled and with stubble on his face, quickly checked to see if his son had been hurt in any way, and hugged his son tightly - he saw Harry and nodded at Harry unexpectedly kindly......

Soon, the Headmaster of Hogwarts and the other professors used the apparition to come to Harry, and the Ministry of Magic Oro arrived not long after, and Madame Peverey forcefully refused the Oros' request, "They are hurt! They are frightened! They must stay in the Hogwarts infirmary! You must wait until they are recovered! After all......... Gringotts has been successfully robbed, hasn't it. ”

How things will play out, Fafnier and Schutekhoujan don't care. In the afternoon, the two of them came to Diagon Alley again through the bar's patio. The two men walked along the road and came to the door of Gringotts. There were more goblins and unpleasant-looking wizards patrolling the doorway, watching warily every wizard who stepped into Gringotts.

Just as Fafnir was about to enter Gringotts, a carriage flew through the sky, accompanied by several wizards of Oro, and the carriage looked like a prisoner's carriage, revealing the desperate face of a young man with grapefruit-colored hair through the iron window. On the ground was the whispers of wizards, and Favenir listened as he listened, "This guy seems to be an accomplice to the bandit who robbed Gringotts yesterday." ”

"Really, really?"

"Really! I have friends who are Oro in charge of this. I heard that this guy grabbed this number in Gringotts!" a wizard quietly gestured, and was rewarded with the exclamation of a group of wizards next to him.

Fafnir couldn't help it, shook his head and made a sad expression as he stepped into Gringotts.

He took out a pocket and poured the piles of pounds directly on the counter, "Please help me change it to gold Galleons, Xie Lu Xie." ”

Not long after, Faveniel came out of Gringotts, called out to Sytek Hautejan, who was eating ice cream, and threw a man-tall stick to him, "Hold, this is your staff." ”

I don't know what kind of metal the shaft is about a human height, but it is very light in the hand, the hard shaft has a spherical and pointed counterweight at the tail, and the head of the staff is the shape of a skull claw, inlaid with a crystal ball that seems to be enclosed in a cloud of mist.

"Even if you can pick the stick with confidence, the crystal ball on it is much harder than you think, and hitting the human body has the effect of disenchanting magic and producing electric shocks. And as a staff, the effect on your poor mana amplification is also very good, take this thing and go buy this spell book to learn it yourself, to ensure that you are as powerful as a wizard from a professional class. ”

And Schutekhao Jane muttered, "It's better to let me hold the AK........."

Fafnir ignored him, and walked down the road on his own, and as he walked, he entered the oblique alley, and was intrigued by the large number of dark magic items and contraband inside.

The money that Fafnir robbed this time was enough for him to stop thinking about money during his stay in this world, so this guy quieted down and began to feel the strange atmosphere of the magical world.

Fafnir released Shiro, causing him to run around his house. He then asked Shotek Haojian, who had bought the Encyclopedia, to cast all sorts of useful spells—such as Garden Enrichment, Confusion, and Camouflage Charms, and Favenir ordered a daily newspaper. The Ministry of Magic has no record of them at all - in fact, there are many people in Britain and the rest of the world who are not under the control of the magic administration, but if they use magic, they will still be felt and caught and put into the management system - as if soon an official from the Ministry of Magic will come to the door with an Oro.

"Sir, you are not in our records. Sorry, this was a mistake in our work. You too, sir, are not in our records. The official of the Ministry of Magic said politely but very mechanically - this kind of thing is very common, most of them are the squibs in the wizarding family who suddenly open up a little, which attracts the attention of the Ministry of Magic, and brings them into the management system, and the vast majority of such people have spent their lives at this very low level of magic - lower than the average wizard, and higher than the complete squib.

As he was leaving, the Ministry official left behind several pamphlets—about magic cram schools, and even one of them was a Hogwarts amateur cram school—which was quite expensive...... This is the service for these half-way enlightenment squibs.

Fafnier patted Hutchham on the shoulder, "Man, this house is yours." I will find a new house elsewhere and rest assured that the new address will be told to you. Then after leaving a pile of gold galleons in the safe in the house, Fafnir walked out with Xiaobai.

After a few steps, he had already arrived at Hogsmeade, the wizard's village, and the first thing he visited was the village hall, "May I ask if there is any free land here?" I bid to buy. ”

After throwing out a pile of gold galleons, Fafnir got a title deed and bought a large piece of mountain land on the outskirts of the village. After turning down a bunch of "×× Magical Construction Companies" and the like to sell their fast-building engineering team, Faveniel went straight to the mountain he had bought, where the four spires of Hogwarts could be seen in the distance.

Favnir stood still on the highest and most precipitous hill, made a gesture of digging in his hand, and then there was a wave of water in the space, which even attracted the attention of many wizards, and a figure riding a broom appeared in the sky, and Fafnir also felt many spiritual probes scanning the space here - the largest and strongest of them were from the four minarets visible in the distance.

After the space was stabilized, a huge Gothic castle covered the hill, and all the hills except the cliffs were obscured by buildings - except that this hill was just a small hill more than a hundred meters high and less than a square kilometer in circumference.

The castle had been built in his own space by Fafnir or Birffen a long time ago, and it had not been used for a long time, but it was surprisingly fitting in this place - echoing Hogwarts in the distance, in a very similar style.