Harry Potter: Glory of the King

Ron flushed, and he threw the book into the cauldron and was about to rush up. Harry hugged Ron in a hug.

"Ron!" Mr. Weasley returned with Fred and George. "What are you doing? It's too messy here. Let's get out."

"Oh-Arthur Weasley!" Lucius Malfoy also appeared, with a hand on Draco's shoulder, with the same sneer on his face.

"Lucius." Mr. Weasley said coldly.

"I heard that my man is very busy with business," said Mr. Malfoy. "So many checks-I think they paid you for overtime, right?"

Ona watched him reach into Ginny's cauldron and took out a copy of Lockhart's book.

"It seems to be true, my goodness, you can even afford Lockhart's new book. It seems that being a scum among wizards is not terrible!"

Mr. Weasley’s face was flushed harder than Ron and Ginny—that's exasperating: "We have very different views on what a scum among wizards is, Malfoy."

"Of course," Mr. Malfoy said, his light-colored eyes rolled and his eyes fell on Hermione's parents. "Look at the friends you made, Weasley, I thought your family had fallen to the limit!"

With a bang, Ginny's crucible flew out. Mr. Weasley rushed towards Mr. Malfoy, bumped him into a bookshelf, and dozens of thick spell books fell on their heads. Fred and George yelled, "Beat him! Dad!"

Mrs. Weasley followed the sound and screamed: "Don't be like this, Arthur, don't be like this!"

The crowd backed away in panic, knocking down more bookshelves.

The clerk was crying and shouting: "Gentlemen, good work, good work!"

At this time, a loud voice overwhelmed all the voices, "Disperse! Gentlemen, disperse!"

Hagrid appeared again. He strode forward and pulled Mr. Weasley and Mr. Malfoy away in the blink of an eye. Mr. Weasley’s lips were torn, Mr. Malfoy’s eyes were swollen and he was still holding it in his hand. The autobiography of Ben Lockhart. He stuffed the book into Ginny's hand, his eyes flashing viciously: "No, little girl, take your book, this is the best thing your father can give you!"

Lucius finished speaking, broke free of Hagrid's hand, waved to Draco, and left.

"You shouldn't pay attention to him, Arthur." Hagrid reached out to smooth Mr. Weasley's robe and almost lifted him up. "This guy is so bad--their whole family is. Everyone knows. The words of the Malfoys are not worth listening to. The blood on their bodies is bad. That's how it is. Let's go, let's go out."

The clerk seemed to want to stop them, but his size only reached Hagrid's waist, so he didn't dare to make a mistake.

Ona said a few words to Mrs. Weasley. Mrs. Weasley directed her sons to help restore the bookshelf with Ona and Harry. Then Hermione comforted the William and his wife. As for Glory, he was on the side with King. Ni was talking.

Ona calmly helped Ginny gather all the books-including the one in her hand, and then put a notebook in the book into her pocket when everyone was not paying attention. .

"Ding! I found an evil diary with a soul, which can forcibly eliminate self-consciousness, retain memory, and turn it into a book of equipment, deducting 10,000 gallons at a time. Do you want to use it?"

Ona ignored him for the time being—this diary still didn't affect him.

The clerk breathed a sigh of relief, and finally did not mention compensation. It was not appropriate to find any one alone for this matter, so in the end he could only admit that he was unlucky.

When Mrs. Weasley saw Arthur again, she was naturally full of anger: "A good head for the children! Fight in public! What would Guidro Lockhart think?"

"He was very happy." Fred murmured, "Did you not hear when we came out? He asked the guy in the Daily Prophet if he could also include the fight in the report-he said it could It caused a sensation-in order to compete for his autobiography, the masters of two ancient wizard families fought in public!"

After this farce, everyone is no longer in the mood to continue shopping. Fortunately, all the things have been purchased. Back by the fireplace in the Broken Cauldron, everyone was much calmer. Harry and the Weasleys still had to use Floo fans to go back, while sister and brother Ona followed the Hermione family's car back.

Saying goodbye to the dispirited William couple and Hermione, Ona and Glory returned home.

After eating, Ona returned to the room, ready to summon the house elf.

"Please choose the appearance of the house elf."

Ona glanced at the list, and first excluded the first existing house elf appearance, which he really didn't appreciate. The second is a goblin image, which is also not much better, and then there are other images. In the end, Ona's gaze stops on the last image.

That is a conch.

What did Ona think of, anyway, the image in front doesn't look so pleasing to the eye, then the conch is also good!

"Girl Conch has been selected."

Ona's hand sank, and a beautiful Nautilus appeared in his hand.

"Bound, do you call and set the current house as your home?"

Ona naturally confirmed without hesitation.

The conch quivered slightly, and the conch gave out a flare and fell on the ground in front of Ona, and then a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old appeared there.

She has long, supple black hair that reaches her waist. She has fair skin, beautiful features, blue eyes and pointed ears, and she wears a sea-blue costume. She looked at Ona, her little cherry mouth uttered like orchids: "Master, please give me a name."

Ona was silent for a moment. This girl was very similar to a female star who had played Ching Ge Ge in "Han Zhu Ge Ge" in her previous life. She was also named Wang.

"Just call Wang Yan."

"Okay!" Wang Yan looked at Ona, "What do I need to do for you?"

"First change the clothes to the current style." Ona said with a light cough.

"Okay." Wang Yan didn't have any doubts. With a light wave of her hand, her clothes changed their styles. The clothes were quite trendy, just a little tighter.

Ona was slightly disappointed, but he continued to ask: "How can I introduce you to Canadians?"

Wang Yan immediately replied: "I can only be seen by you."

Ona raised his brows and tried to reach out her hand, Wang Yan let him touch her arm. It is a bit cold to the touch, and Bingjiyufu describes such a girl.

The corner of Ona's mouth lightly raised: "Why can only I see you?"

Wang Yan shook her head: "I don't know, anyway, only you can see me. As long as you bring the conch, I can go with you."

Ona gently raised her hand: "Then what can you do?"

Wang Yan didn't have any shy expressions, just replied: "I can do all the housework such as washing, cooking, cleaning."

"What about rice-free cooking?" Ona gently pulled her to her side and let her sit next to him.

"Yes, the cost of the ingredients and condiments needed will be paid directly from your money." Wang Yanqiao smiled.

Ona silently let go of her hand: "Then how do you rest?"

"If you are not here, I will rest. Before you come back, I will finish my work." Wang Yan said confidently.

"Then..." Ona lay on her lap, "what else can you do?"

Wang Yan looked at Ona without knowing it, until he coughed: "Forget it, it's okay, you can go back and rest."

Then Ona felt that she was being supported by Wang Yan. When he sat down, Wang Yan turned into a light and returned to the conch.

Ona laughed mockingly, and she could only think about it now.