novelraw Chapter 216 Carriage
Chapter 216 Carriage
"That's right. It's only been four months." Damian leaned over and kissed Harry's forehead.
This action is always safe!Damian murmured silently to the camera that might exist.
At this time, the crowds were already bustling on the platform of King’s Cross Station, especially on platform nine and three-quarters, near the pillar that allows wizards to pass through, wizards in various costumes and owls on carts formed a unique landscape.
Harry occasionally wondered if some confusion spell against Muggles had been cast here?Because most wizards don't take the matter of secrecy seriously.For example, this old man wearing a pink wizard robe who is sending his grandson to school... What is the probability that there will be cosplay in a large area at the train station at a certain time on September [-]st every year?It's impossible for Muggles not to notice...
As for those fancy disappearing movements on the pillars, Harry dared to say that at least [-]% of the little wizards and their family members didn't pay attention to whether the nearby Muggles were watching them in their anxiety.
Halle donned sunglasses and a peaked cap, her new weapon for keeping a low profile.
"I think it's pompous," she curled her lips. "I'm not a Muggle star."
"But you're a star in wizarding circles," Damian smiled, reaching out to lower the brim of Harry's hat a little more, "considering that some of your biggest circulation newspapers have spent the whole summer singing your praises, you don't have to hide it like that , There may be a commotion here at the station."
Under the guidance of a low-key spirit, Halle did not wear her usual skirt today, but picked up a white hoodie and black sweatpants from Damian's old clothes many years ago.But in the colorful wizard robes, the combination of black, white and gray seems rare.
Instead, she felt that it was Damian who would reveal himself today, because he was tall and stylish, pushing Harry's luggage and walking in the crowd, and he could be the most dazzling one with just a simple white T and jeans .
More and more little wizards who were saying goodbye to their parents came over, most of them were girls...
"Well, you can just send it here." Harry grabbed the luggage and pushed Damian towards the car, "Hurry up and go home."
Damian looked around, smiled and said nothing, hid the girl in his chest with his tall and broad body, lifted her hat, and stole a kiss.
"Let's go, eat well, I told you, Afuto." He finally helped Hedwig's crumbling cage, and waved goodbye to Harry.
She also waved her hand, turned her head three times at a step, felt that if she slowed down, she would attract more attention, so she reluctantly went through the platform wall.The red Hogwarts Express with white smoke appeared in front of her eyes, and Damian had been left by her in another world separated by a wall.
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Harry found an empty compartment, packed his luggage, and sat down comfortably.Like the rest of the Wayne family, Halle and Damian weren't one to get stuck getting on the train, so she arrived fairly early, while most of the wizarding families were still saying their goodbyes outside the train.Through the car window, she saw the red-haired Weasleys.Aunt Molly must have been babbling on some platitude again, and Ron was looking up helplessly at the sky, muttering something.
At this time, someone pushed open her compartment door.
"Good morning, Harry Potter."
The boy who appeared at the door, Halle admits, was a total surprise to her.
"Good morning, Draco Malfoy." She retracted the hand that was supporting her face, and nodded, replying to the blond youth's greeting.
"Can I sit here?" He pointed to the seat opposite Harry with a calm expression.In fact, he looked a little different. "Just a few minutes to spare you."
"Uh, no problem." Harry sat up a little bit, this is the lady's posture taught by Grandpa Afu.
He gathered his black robe, sat down, and put a small package on the table.
"Candy, my mother made it, would you like one?"
"Well... no, thank you."
Malfoy lowered his head and smiled, and Harry noticed that he didn't apply hairspray today, "Still think I'm going to poison you?" He took one casually, unwrapped the simple oiled paper package, and threw it into his mouth, " Look, I ate it all."
"Well... not because it feels toxic. It's just... I'm maintaining my body fat percentage," Harry said, wondering if he was being too open with Malfoy?
Malfoy shook his head helplessly and smiled.
"I'm here to see you, nothing else. It's just that I'm going to transfer schools soon," he pointed to the candy package on the table, "what you see now is all my luggage. I'm just going to school this time After going through the formalities, I also took the opportunity to say goodbye to the few friends on the train."
Harry was very surprised, "Transfer? Where are you going? Durmstrang? I remember you said..."
"I thought it was there at first too," Malfoy shook his head, soft blond hair fluttering on his forehead, "but father is rarely determined, we... are going to America."
"America," Harry repeated, "Ilvermorny?"
"Father is very worried, I don't know why he is worried, and he didn't say anything." Malfoy played with the candy wrapper in his hand, "But mother... has always been a person with pursuit—I mean in the way of life This is actually an advantage, it can give people some comfort no matter how bad the situation is.” Malfoy swallowed, “That’s why they arranged their residence in the United States only yesterday. The family’s liquid assets have already All have been transferred, but there are still many fixed assets and investments in the UK, and my father needs to operate slowly."
Harry was silent, there were too many questions she wanted to ask, but suddenly she didn't know how to speak without looking rude, she always felt that she didn't know Malfoy that well.
"You want to ask why, right?" Malfoy snorted softly, not like a sneer, but more like a helpless breath, "Father didn't say much, he always treats me like a child."
"He suddenly started to arrange it after a secret meeting with Dumbledore during the summer vacation." He finally let go of the candy wrapper and looked up into Harry's eyes seriously. "The Dark Lord is not completely dead, is he?"
Now that Lucius Malfoy has decided to run away...does he also know Voldemort's secret?
Facing Draco Malfoy's fragile gray eyes, Harry found he couldn't bear to lie and nodded.
"It's still like that?" Malfoy frowned deeply, and the candy paper was crumpled in his hands, "He does have some mysterious power, doesn't he?"
"It's not as tall as you think. Even, very dirty, decent wizards don't bother to make a living like this." Harry whispered.
Malfoy thought for a while in silence, "I still can't think of it... Anyway, from my father's point of view, this is not something I should worry about."
With a long sigh, he leaned back on the seat behind him, "At least my father wasn't caught in Azkaban like Crabbe and Goyle's father. Of course, they should be punished because they participated in the Ministry of Magic The murder of you."
"Are you really... not a believer of You-Know-Who?" Harry asked.
Malfoy shook his head, "The more you know about him, the less you believe his statement." He looked out of the car window, in a peaceful and warm atmosphere, "He is a half-breed himself, right? How could he lead pure Blood to glory?"
He cleared his throat, recovered from the depression and thinking just now, put away the candy wrapper, and looked at Harry seriously. "I promised to slowly gain your trust and repay the generosity you once gave me - the World Cup. But obviously I don't have such an opportunity..."
"You don't have to pay me back." Harry waved his hand.
"I don't like to owe people," Malfoy said, "at least not to you."
"What can I give you in return? Anything is fine, as long as you ask."
Harry still wanted to keep retreating, but at this moment, after a soft crackling sound in the carriage, a familiar house elf suddenly appeared——
"D...Master Draco," Dobby said with a sob, "Empty carriages are getting less and less, if you still need..."
"Understood, Dobby, let's go down." Malfoy waved his hand impatiently, "I'm sorry, this house elf in my house has some brain problems. I hope you will forgive me if you see it."