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"Where's your mudblood friend, Potter? Is he too scared to come..."
Malfoy's words stopped abruptly. He saw someone he didn't want to meet anyway.
"Kay, Kyle..." Malfoy's eyes were a little dodgey, "Why are you here?"
"Of course it's shopping." Kyle said casually: "School is about to start. You can't let me take last year's textbooks to class."
"Yes, yes, you are right." Malfoy lowered his head.
For some reason, Kyle always felt that Malfoy was weird today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.
It felt like Malfoy felt guilty, but that was wrong. Why would he feel guilty when he saw him?
Before Kyle could figure it out, Harry and Ron had already taken out their wands.
"I'm warning you, Malfoy." Harry said angrily: "If you scold Hermione again, I'll make you look good."
Here comes something even stranger...
Normally, Malfoy would have retorted without hesitation or ridiculed Harry, but today he seemed to be a different person and didn't answer the question at all.
"You'd better tell them to put their things away, Sirius."
Narcissa Malfoy came out from behind and looked at Sirius coldly, "If they dare to do something to my son, I will make sure they never get the wand."
"Really? Then let's give it a try." Sirius stepped forward, blocking Harry behind him, "Let's see which of us can cast the spell faster."
As if out of anger, Narcissa Malfoy's already pale face became even more pale.
"Mom, let's go..." Malfoy whispered: "Don't waste time, I still need to buy new books."
The smell of gunpowder between the two sides is getting stronger and stronger.
But Narcissa Malfoy ignored him at all, still staring at Sirius...and Kyle standing next to him.
She just heard what Malfoy said and already knew Kyle's identity.
Is it him? The person the Dark Lord wants...
Narcissa Malfoy turned her wand slightly.
It seemed that creating a conflict here and taking the opportunity to kill him was also a good choice. Although she might be arrested by the Auror, Draco would not have to take the risk.
Thinking of this, Narcissa Malfoy's breathing began to become rapid.
At the same time, Kyle, who was watching the show, suddenly noticed an inexplicable murderous intention.
This feeling was all too familiar to him, it was exactly the same as when the Death Eaters saw him before.
And there are only two people here who have anything to do with Death Eaters.
"Is it for yourself? Or for everyone?"
Although he didn't know the purpose of the Malfoy family, for the sake of safety, Kyle immediately grasped the wand in his sleeve, and at the same time quietly opened the lock of the box with his other hand.
Since the last time he was attacked by three Death Eaters, Kyle had not put away his suitcase and carried it with him wherever he went.
……
"Oh, don't be like this, sir...ma'am..."
At this time, Mrs. Malkin came out from behind the clothes rack, holding a tape measure in her hand, "I don't want anyone to fight in front of my store. If you must do this, I will have to call the Aurors." "
"Mother, let's go." Malfoy said again, with a hint of pleading in his voice.
Whether it was because of Malfoy's words or because she didn't want to deal with Aurors, Narcissa Malfoy took a step back and took the lead in putting away her wand.
She glanced at the people in front of her, and her eyes paused on Kyle for a moment.
"You can't protect them forever, and neither can Dumbledore," she said pointedly.
"Let's go, Draco." She raised her head and said in a deliberately loud voice, "Throw away the robe you are wearing later. I simply can't bear to buy clothes in the same place as those scum... …There are better ones in Tuofan clothing store.”
Malfoy followed him in silence, wanting nothing more than to get away from here as quickly as possible.
"That's terrible." Madam Malkin also heard this, but she could only pretend to be indifferent and gave Sirius a forced smile. "Do you want to buy more clothes?"
"Of course, this is the best." Sirius strode into the store, and Mrs. Malkin's face looked much better.
"The Malfoy family is like this. You can't help but want to beat them up." Ron and Harry also cursed and walked into the store.
Kyle stayed where he was, looking at Narcissa Malfoy's back, the wand in his hand slightly raised.
If he hadn't noticed something was wrong by now, he might as well change his name to Ron.
That Narcissa was the source of the previous murderous intent, and her target was probably herself.
He wasn't sure before, but the look that the other party finally cast on him made Kyle completely sure of this idea.
Although he can't use Legilimency as a passive magic like Dumbledore, it's still fine if he just makes some simple judgments.
Narcissa Malfoy only looked at Harry with disgust, but it was only when she looked at herself that there was an obvious change.
Even though she hid it well, Kyle noticed.
But this doesn't make sense. He has no grudge against the Malfoy family at all, and his relationship with Draco Malfoy... although it can't be said to be friendly, is not so bad that they will fight to the death.
In other words, how high a price did Voldemort offer that even Malfoy, who had always only wanted to protect himself, was tempted?
"Come in quickly, Kyle, what are you doing outside? Madam Malkin needs to measure your height."
Mrs. Weasley's voice brought Kyle back to reality.
"Come here." He glanced at the two people who had entered another store again, shook his head and walked into Madam Malkin's Robe Shop.
The place was wrong, there were too many people in Diagon Alley, and it was broad daylight... Kyle didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble for himself.
Moreover, Hogwarts is about to start school. Even if Narcissa Malfoy really wants to do something, she can't come to the school to find him.
Of course, if she really dared to do this, Kyle wouldn't mind introducing her to his magical animal friends.
"What are you looking at outside?" Mrs. Weasley said when she came to the store, "Don't pay attention to them, everyone in the Malfoy family is like this."
"No, I just saw a classmate." Kyle said.
"Yeah, now everyone comes to Diagon Alley to buy things." Mrs. Weasley didn't pay much attention.
Everyone was not very interested in the Malfoy matter, and Mrs. Malkin was always absent-minded.
When they came out of the store, the person responsible for buying other things also came back.
"Have you seen Malfoy and his mother?" Harry couldn't help but ask as soon as they met.
"I saw it." Hagrid said unconcernedly, "But in Diagon Alley, they don't dare to act rashly. Is there anything else you want to buy?"
"We want to go to Fred and George's store," Ron said. "Is that okay?"
"We must hurry up."
"It's okay, Molly," said Mr. Weasley. "You really don't have to be so nervous."
"Yes." Sirius nodded in agreement, "It's not as dangerous here as you think."
Seeing everyone saying this, Mrs. Weasley had no choice but to agree.
Several people started walking towards Weasley's Joke Shop. Hermione, Bill and others who had been there before led the way.
When they passed by the Owl Store, they also bought a lot of owl nuts and some potion ingredients in the drugstore.
Harry and Ron also bought a little bit symbolically, because they were not sure whether they would continue to take potions classes, so they only bought the most basic things. Even if they didn't use them themselves, they could give them to Harry. Sensitive.
Everyone continued to move forward.
"This is No. 92...it's just a little bit further..."
In fact, Hermione didn't need to remind her, everyone had already seen it.
Unlike the notices and wanted posters plastered everywhere else, Fred and George's shop windows were as attractive as a fireworks display.
The window on the right is covered with a huge poster with dazzling yellow characters printed on it.
Why are you worried about You-Know-Who?
You should care.
Constipation!
……
Harry and Ron laughed immediately, but Mrs. Weasley was a little disbelieving and murmured:
"Constipation Ren...they will be assassinated!"
"No." Bill explained with a smile: "This poster came out two months ago. The mysterious man obviously won't pay attention to such a trivial matter. Go in and take a look, you will be surprised. I have to say, The store they built is really interesting.”
After saying that, he took the lead and walked in.
Fred and George were not in the shop, they should still be at the Ministry of Magic at this time.
When the Dementors were rampant some time ago, they had been busy working on the Patronus Necklace in the store, and a lot of work had accumulated, which they all needed to complete.
"Hello, distinguished guest." A well-dressed and clean house elf quickly came over and said skillfully: "The latest products are on the shelf next to the counter. The constipation kernels are still on special price, only one knut."
"Are you...Dobby?" Harry looked at it carefully for a while and said with some surprise.
"Mr. Harry Potter!" Dobby then noticed Harry in the crowd and became even more excited.
"Dobby is so happy to see Mr. Harry Potter here," he squealed, instantly attracting a lot of looks.
"Look, Harry Potter is coming to Diagon Alley too..."
"I knew he wouldn't be afraid of the mysterious man..."
People began to whisper.
Harry suddenly became nervous and quickly lowered his head, trying to cover the scar on his forehead with his hair.
But Dobby, who was in a state of excitement, did not notice this and pulled Harry into the store.
The place was larger than expected, and the shelves were filled with a wide variety of products, and each one was very interesting. Harry looked over and quickly forgot the embarrassment he had just felt.
"This is a daydream spell that can quickly enter a high-quality fantasy that lasts thirty minutes."
"This is quick-acting skipping candy. Mr. Harry Potter certainly doesn't need it, right?"
“Defence Against the Dark Arts products, including spell-resistant gloves and hats, are among the most popular.”
Dobby dutifully introduced the products in the store, and Harry couldn't see enough. He liked everything here.