A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 152 The Career Harry

The soft silver light in the dormitory reflected the dark green lake outside the window, and the aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake were shaking gently, and a little green monster with pointed horns could be vaguely seen catching small fish in the aquatic plants with its slender fingers.

There is a tribe of mermaids living at the bottom of the Black Lake. Although they hardly appear outside the windows of the Slytherin lounge and dormitory, you can occasionally see the shadows of a few Grindylos and giant squids.

Owen sat leisurely at the round table, drinking afternoon tea gracefully, and looked at the scenery outside the window with interest.The rich aroma of black tea diffuses in the spacious bedroom, making people feel relaxed.

It's a pity that there are always eye-obscuring guys unconsciously destroying this relaxed and leisurely atmosphere.Harry was walking restlessly back and forth, trying in vain to smooth his tangled hair with his hands, checking the time and moaning.

"Hey, why did I tell Draco that I wanted to see his father? He came here on purpose..." Harry looked at Owen's lazy and relaxed appearance, and felt inexplicably angry, "I don't know What should I tell him..."

He is now feeling conflicted and anxious.I accidentally learned that my good friend's powerful father who is also a school director is doing bad things. When I was struggling with how to face him or even report it, I suddenly thought about meeting him and talking, but the other party still refused. I really came here on purpose to meet... God pity, he is only a 12-year-old child, why does he want to meddle in the world of adults?

"Why do you want to see Mr. Malfoy?" Owen shot him amusedly.

"I must have had some water in my head..." Harry sat on the other side of the round table with his head in his hands, "Well, I just want to get this over with as soon as possible. I've already looked into whether it's Ginny or George, they don't know the existence of the diary... although I still don't know whether what happened in the school is caused by the crown or the diary."

"Then what's your attitude towards him?" Owen picked up his teacup and took a sip, his eyes narrowed happily, as lazy as a cat.Melet licked the tea curiously, and stuck out her tongue like a puppy after being scalded.

"...I want to persuade him to stop, I don't want anyone else to be hurt." Harry said after a moment of silence.He hadn't told Dumbledore about it yet, and he didn't want it to really get to the point of no return.Although what Mr. Malfoy did disgusted him deeply, he was Draco's father after all. The unhappy ten years in the Muggle world made him extremely envious and eager for family and friendship. He didn't want to lose Draco as a friend, and also I don't want the other party's family to be destroyed.

"You are such a good man, Harry." Owen, who almost understood what the other party was thinking, sighed sincerely.

"It's also very simple." He added with a smile, "In fact, even if you report Mr. Malfoy to Dumbledore, he won't be punished in any way."

Facing Harry's surprised and unbelieving eyes, Owen sipped tea and said leisurely: "Everything you know comes from Dobby, but in fact, the testimony of house elves is very difficult to accept in this kind of matter, especially He is still an elf of the Malfoy family. That is to say, you don't have any evidence to prove what Mr. Malfoy did, even if you find evidence, you can easily settle it with the power of the Malfoy family..."

Harry was stunned for a while, and then said: "Then why did Mr. Malfoy agree to see me?" According to Owen, the other party should be confident, and there is no need to come to see him, an ordinary student who is not a threat.

"Oh, who knows what he's thinking?" The corners of Owen's mouth rose slightly.It's nothing more than trying to win over and invest in Harry Potter before he grows up. This is a good opportunity to test Harry's attitude, see what kind of person he is, and then mend and close the relationship.

"Then what should I say? He doesn't have to listen to me..." Harry moaned, feeling even more panicked.He looked at the time again, it was almost time for the appointment.

Owen paused, and suddenly put the teacup by his mouth on the table with a "snap".He looked Harry up and down with bright eyes, as if looking at a piece of precious jade in the rough, and the corners of his mouth were raised playfully, revealing a beautiful and mysterious smile.

"I can teach you how to deal with people like Mr. Malfoy." He said in a pleasant voice, "My father is a similar person, so I know exactly what kind of attitude will make them pay more attention..."

"Is...is it?" Harry stuttered.He looked at Owen expectantly but vigilantly, and felt that this guy was out of bad humor and wanted to cheat himself. The wolf-like gaze just now made him feel creepy.

"Don't you want to hear it?" Owen raised his eyebrows, his expression calmed down.

"Of course not!" Harry blurted out.His expression collapsed, and he gave up struggling. It couldn't get any worse anyway.

There was a slight smile in Owen's eyes, and he said solemnly: "Mr. Malfoy is a powerful and well-informed person, it is difficult to value an immature little wizard, and naturally he will not be willing to listen to you. So, first of all, you have to be mature and stable, and you must not show a trace of helplessness or guilt. You have to be confident, neither humble nor overbearing, so that he will not despise you, and this is the premise of everything. "

"But what am I going to do?" Harry stammered.He had no confidence in the first place.

"Like me, keep your head up no matter what, and it's best to wear a polite smile on your face... No, your smile is too bright, just lighten it up, think about your face when you see Draco shamelessly boasting... Seeing the awkward yet polite smile on Harry's face, Owen nodded with reluctant satisfaction.

"Barely, keep this expression. Keep your head up and your chest up, don't look around, look straight into the other person's eyes when you speak, and have a confident expression... If you can't do it, just follow Professor Snape's example and keep a blank expression on your face." Stare at each other, but that's not polite or approachable."

Seeing that Harry had finally adjusted his expression and posture decently, Owen smiled quickly, nodded and said: "Next, you must behave confidently, imagining that you have mastered enough to send Mr. The evidence of Azkaban must not be timid..."

"But, didn't you say I had no evidence at all?" said Harry pitifully.

"But you have to show such a gesture, otherwise Mr. Malfoy will not pay attention to your advice at all." Owen said with a serious face, "Of course, you don't have to say it, otherwise it is a threat. You just need to It is enough to keep silent and smile meaningfully."

Although Harry felt a little unreliable, he still nodded seriously, keeping Owen's words in his heart.

"Finally, people like Mr. Malfoy are always good at quickly figuring out your reality from your words and deeds." Owen hugged his shoulders, narrowed his sharp eyes, and smiled after seeing Harry start to fidget : "So, you should talk less and listen more. The less you show, the harder it will be for him to see through you."

"Speak as briefly as possible, speak slowly, and use rhetorical questions more. When you encounter a topic that you don't understand or can't answer, you should keep silent, or chuckle, or use a concise tone Words as a response. And you have to remember—you have to be confident no matter what!” Owen said with a smile, “Learn how I speak like this...Equality is the premise of mutual respect, isn’t it?”

"Of course." Harry chuckled, his emerald green eyes staring deeply into Owen's.

"That's right, that's it." Owen clapped with a smile, "You learn quickly, Harry."

Harry's confident expression collapsed in an instant, he moved his body uneasily, and said weakly, "Is this really okay?"

"Don't you believe me?" Owen showed a hurt expression.

"No!" Harry shook his head quickly.

"Then you haven't practiced more?" Owen's expression instantly became as meticulous as that of Professor McGonagall.

Harry hurriedly straightened his sitting posture, with a faint smile on his face, looking at him with deep eyes, and stood up with his head held high and his chest held high, and walked slowly for two steps, his posture actually carried a sense of leisurely elegance.Well, just imitating Owen's usual appearance, it's not difficult!
Melet was lying on the table wagging her tail, tilting her cute little head and staring at Harry with her golden eyes, as if she was looking at a fool who had been limped.

"Meow~" she called softly to Owen.This little fool is so fun, he was taken aback for a while.

With a suppressed smile, Owen picked up Maolizi and rubbed it, then took a sip of the fragrant tea leisurely from the teacup.

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In front of the gate of the castle, Draco saw his father approaching from a distance.His eyes lit up, and he raised his arm and waved it.

"Dad, why did you come to see Harry on purpose?" He looked at Mr. Malfoy suspiciously, "I thought you wouldn't agree to meet him...you don't even want to tell me about that diary." Speaking of the diary, his expression was a little dissatisfied.

Mr. Lucius Malfoy was wearing a black robe, with long pale golden hair hanging behind him, and his expression looked unfathomable.He played with the snake-shaped cane in his hand, and said calmly: "What kind of person do you think Harry Potter is, Draco?"

"Him?" Draco thought for a while, glanced at his father from the corner of his eye, raised his slender chin and said, "That's it, he didn't show any particularly strong talents, and he didn't have any ambitions. Babbling like a child, adventurous and unlucky, not as mature and reliable as me at all... But he is okay." When he said this, his chin rose even higher.

"You said that he has the ability to hurt people who are malicious to him, which means that he does have a powerful talent that has not been fully revealed." Lucius clenched the cane in his hand, his eyes It became more profound, "It's a Parseltongue, and even... was cultivated by Dumbledore as a descendant. Based on this alone, he can't be underestimated, and he deserves our friendship."

"But Harry's always been impressed with those Muggleborns, Dad," Draco pouted.

"If he is indeed worthy of investment, it is not impossible to abandon the theory of pure blood." Lucius frowned.Although he is a staunch supporter of the pure-blood theory, his bottom line is also very flexible. As long as there are greater interests, he does not mind putting the pure-blood theory aside, even if it makes him feel uncomfortable.The Malfoy family with a long history has never lacked this kind of tact and shrewdness.

Draco opened his mouth in shock, unable to believe that his father would say such deviant words.If he was the one who said that, his ass would definitely explode at home.

"You've been with Harry Potter for so long, but you haven't managed to change his mind?" Lucius' gray eyes were calm and composed.

"Harry's temper is more stubborn than a cow, so he listens to Owen more..." Draco muttered.

"Owen? A child from the Shafik family?" Lucius settled his mind and looked at his son with some resentment.Was it preempted by the Shafiq family?From the same starting point, my own children are one step behind.

Draco unawarely "hummed" as a response, and then rolled his eyes: "Dad, what are you going to do with Dobby?"

Lucius narrowed his eyes indifferently, a disloyal and irresponsible house elf, what else is there to do?He thought of something again, and said slowly: "You said that Harry Potter cared about that house-elf?"

"Yeah, after all Dobby saved us once," Draco said slowly.

"...I see." Lucius said thoughtfully, "well, it's time for me to meet Harry Potter."

The father and son came to an empty classroom, Lucius asked Draco to stay outside first, then walked in alone, and saw Harry who was already waiting inside.There was a confident but polite smile on the young wizard's immature face. His posture was calm, neither humble nor overbearing, calm and calm, without any loss or restraint. He was not at all like a young wizard of this age.

Lucius paid more attention to it in his heart, and he nodded with a smile, showing a friendly attitude.

"Mr. Malfoy, nice to meet you." Harry stared into the other person's eyes, tried hard to warn himself not to show timidity, and stretched out his right hand calmly.

The two shook hands, looked at each other, and fell into a brief silence.Harry was in a panic in his heart, and couldn't think of what to say for a while, so he could only look at the other party with a stiff smile.

Lucius silently observed Harry's expression, but couldn't see his attitude clearly from the other's face, so he couldn't help but pay more attention to it.Being able to remain calm at such a young age, is this what Draco called an "ordinary child"?He glanced at Draco who was poking around outside the door, and couldn't help but tighten the cane in his hand.

"Mr. Malfoy, I would like to trouble you to come here specially. I hope to talk to you... about that diary." Harry finally remembered what he wanted to say, and he slowed down his speech as Owen told him. Quick, it feels like the mouth doesn't belong to me anymore.He really wanted to wipe his forehead and wipe away the cold sweat that might have been seeping out, but fortunately, the temperature is quite cold today.

After saying this, he didn't know what to say, so he stared deeply at Mr. Malfoy, with a faint smile on his face, but secretly pinched his thigh with his fingers.Mr. Malfoy's aura always made him feel an inexplicable pressure.

"Ah, of course, I think that's the same thing." Lucius also looked at Harry, and said in a smooth tone, "This kind of thing happened in school, and it even put you and Draco in danger. I also feel very regretful and terrified. In fact, I have been trying to find that diary recently to end such attacks, but I have found nothing."

Harry looked at him intently and said softly, "Oh?"

"Actually, on the second day after you were attacked, I went to search after I came to visit Draco." Lucius said in a low voice, "but things exceeded my expectations, the diary did not Turned up in the hands of the Weasley children. I thought it might have fallen into someone else's hands, but I've completely lost track of it."

Harry's heart became heavy, and he nodded distractedly, but his expression was still calm, which made Lucius look even higher.

"I think you should know the information in that diary, Mr. Malfoy?" Harry asked with a smile looking into the other's eyes, put his hands behind his back, and pinched his fingertips into his palms.

"I don't know much more than you." Lucius said slowly, turning to look at the dark green pasture outside the window, "It is undoubtedly a magic item that can open the secret room, and it was made by the last heir. But How to achieve this, I don’t know.”

Harry couldn't help feeling extremely disappointed. He thought he could find a breakthrough from Mr. Malfoy and quickly resolve the crisis in the school, but he didn't expect that the other party had no way to do it either.Fortunately, Mr. Malfoy showed a willingness to end the attack, which made him relieved, thankfully...

He didn't know what to say again, so he could only stand there without embarrassment, looking into Mr. Malfoy's eyes with a smile.

Are you suspicious of me?This child is really not simple.Lucius paused, and then said: "You don't have to doubt what I said. I can't continue to put Draco in danger. He has already offended that... thing, even if it's just for my son. I'll find that diary as well as I can."

"Of course I believe you, Mr. Malfoy." Harry nodded with a smile on his face.Should he be suspicious?Sure enough, people like Mr. Malfoy always think too much...

"Sir, I don't think any of us want this kind of thing to happen to Hogwarts in the future, do we?" he said, considering his words.Although he really wanted to say it directly, please don't throw dangerous messy things at Hogwarts in the future.

"Of course, Mr. Potter." Lucius nodded in agreement, and then changed his words, "I want to know, what do you think of Muggle-born wizards?"

Harry froze for a moment, not knowing how the topic turned to this aspect.He panicked a lot in his heart, but looked into the other person's eyes calmly on the face, and said slowly: "Are they any different from us, Mr. Malfoy?"

Lucius was silent for a moment, silently waiting for the next sentence.

Harry racked his brains to think, and then remembered what Owen told him about the issue of pure blood theory, so he said according to the script: "As far as I know, there has been no real pure blood in the wizarding world, right? ? No family has a history of intermarriage with Muggles in the past. The theory of pure blood can be sought after in modern times, it is nothing more than wizards' dissatisfaction with the secrecy law, and some families can't let go of their past glory..."

"Then what's your attitude towards Muggles?" Lucius' eyes became deeper.

"Muggles? Naturally, they also have meaning." Harry was confused by the other party's question. He didn't know what to say, he just smiled lightly, said something briefly, and then looked at Malfoy meaningfully. gentlemen.

Lucius couldn't help but took a deep breath. This little wizard actually had such profound insights into the theory of pure blood, and even... had the ambition to break the secrecy law and enslave Muggles?He couldn't help but clenched the wand in his hand, and saw a rising star in the future.

He was the Boy Who Lived, and he was the one who defeated the Dark Lord. This reputation naturally gave him a large group of admirers and supporters.He directly pointed his sword at the "Wizard Secrecy Act", which is now being criticized, and shouted the slogan of liberating the wizarding world, and he will definitely get a lot of response.He established a study group in the school and gathered a group of influential students from pure-blood families. This is his future team...

Is this what Draco said about no ambition?Lucius clenched his cane again, feeling itchy.

"Draco will help you if you want." He said with a very serious and serious expression.He was very willing to support such an ambition. He was too dissatisfied with the Secrecy Act and Muggles, and the little wizard in front of him was really doing a great job.

Harry Potter has means and scheming. In the first grade, he successfully won over students from influential pure-blood families such as Shafik, Greengrass, Parkinson, Longbottom and even Malfoy. The obvious Zabini family also has a strong influence in the business world.He has a good reputation in Hogwarts school, he has the reputation of the boy who survived the catastrophe, and he has Dumbledore's full training and support...

As long as such people don't die young, they will definitely rise up and lead the trend of the wizarding world in the future. Lucius, who saw this clearly, decided to place a bet in advance.The sooner he invests, the more rewarding he can get in the future.

Harry listened blankly to what the other person was saying, completely unable to understand what he was talking about, what could Draco do to help him?Wouldn't it be nice if that guy didn't make trouble?He just nodded with a smile and said calmly, "It's my honor."

Seeing that the time was running out, Harry begged for Dobby's mercy before saying goodbye to Mr. Malfoy.

"Don't worry, you will be satisfied with my handling." Lucius said.

The two nodded their goodbyes. Harry smiled and watched Mr. Malfoy leave, then sank down on the chair tremblingly, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

Lucius looked sharply at his silly son, frowned and looked at his cane thoughtfully, thinking that it was time for Draco to grow up faster.

(End of this chapter)