The Lonely Dragon of Hogwarts

As John expected, another new customer came this time.

And from now on, there will be an endless stream of new customers like this.

As soon as one stepped forward, the other immediately came out and continued the transaction with John.

This gave John reason to wonder whether these centaurs had arrived a long time ago and were just lining up in the dense forest because they were afraid of being embarrassed by meeting acquaintances.

But John wouldn't expose them.

When facing every horse person who comes here, John will greet them very cordially and introduce his goods to them using his "purely natural and purely handmade" language.

Even if they don’t plan to buy anything after seeing it, John will enthusiastically persuade them to stay and treat them to a barbecue for free in the name of friends.

But it turns out that the centaurs are still too thin-skinned.

Faced with this kind of enthusiastic marketing, the horse people couldn't stand it at all. In the end, even those who were not prepared to spend money bought something interesting.

Before leaving, many emotional centaurs even blushed. Like Bain before, they patted their chests and promised John that if they encounter trouble in the Forbidden Forest in the future, they can be summoned for help at any time!

At times like this, John would also show great excitement.

There was no way, the benefits brought to him by this group of centaurs were too high.

According to preliminary statistics, the centaurs gave him a total of various magic materials worth more than 70 galleons this afternoon, and all he paid were some groceries that could be bought with Muggle currency.

This rate of return is horribly high!

However, not everyone is very happy.

At least it was hard for Draco.

You know, he just said not long ago that John would definitely lose money if he brought so much Muggle rubbish into business.

But he didn't expect John to turn around and hit him in the face.

More importantly, all of John's kebabs were eaten by the centaurs.

What a pity, in order to follow John all the time, he didn't even eat lunch!

Then I sat with John in the cold forest snow all afternoon. I was already hungry and cold, and it was unbearable.

Not only that, he also helped John carry his luggage and do some work.

Originally, he could count on John's skewers to satisfy his craving, but he didn't expect that for the whole afternoon, John didn't even give him a skewer!

He just sat and watched others gobble it up!

Draco was furious when he thought of this.

"Hey! Draco, come here and help."

John said to Draco while replacing the magic flames in the fire pit.

Hearing this, Draco snorted coldly, thinking about the injustice he had suffered today, and turned his body in one direction.

Seeing his appearance, John didn't rush him. He chuckled and took out another pile of ingredients and started baking again.

Ten minutes later, as John sprinkled another layer of seasoning, the aroma of barbecue suddenly filled the forest.

Draco also smelled it, and his body twitched, but he still stubbornly refused to come over.

Seeing this, John shook his head, took two skewers of steaming chicken wings and stuffed them into his hands and said:

"Hurry up and eat!"

"I don't want to eat! I'm not hungry at all! I..."

Draco stared and said, but in the middle of his words, he couldn't help but bite the middle wing of the chicken.

Then, he couldn't stop anymore and moved to the edge of the fire pit, spinning fiercely with John. His appearance was simply rougher than the centaurs in front of him.

After the two of them emptied the entire grill, they sat back on the tree stump, rubbing their bellies and looking back in a daze.

"John, why do I feel that the roast you roasted this time is more delicious than the one you served to the centaurs before?" Draco said weakly, "Am I too hungry, so I have an illusion?"

John felt the magic power he had just absorbed from the barbecue for a while, then threw a bottle of orange soda-flavored anti-cold potion to Draco, and then said:

"It's airship plums. I've marinated all these meats and vegetables with the juice of airship plums. This can make the flavor of barbecue richer, mellower, and more acceptable."

All in all, you are not under any illusion, the barbecue cooked this time is better than the one given to the centaurs. "

Draco nodded repeatedly. He actually didn't know what an airship Lee was and didn't want to know. He asked curiously:

"Since this thing can make barbecue taste better, why didn't you add it when you barbecued the centaurs before?"

"Has your brain been eaten away by ghouls?"

John said angrily, "A bag of airship bags costs 5 Galleons. Of course, this kind of good stuff should be reserved for your own people!"

With Draco's character, he would definitely get angry or even talk back after being scolded like this.

But this time, Draco only felt warm in his heart.

He said with some anxiety:

"John, you mean...we are in the same group...we are our own people?"

John didn't reply, just stared at Draco with a look that looked like he was mentally retarded.

This made Draco even more excited.

He rubbed his hands as if he wanted to say something.

But after a long time, he suddenly took out a book from his arms and threw it into John's hands.

"It's for you, John!" Draco pretended to be arrogant and raised his head indifferently, "I spent a lot of money to buy this from Flourish and Blotts Bookstore, thank me!"

After hearing Della Pediatric's arrogant speech, John subconsciously wanted to rant.

But after seeing the cover of the book, he swallowed his words again.

Because the book in his hand is "A Concise Guide to Unarmed Jungle Adventure".

John knew that this book was the information book he wanted to find at the beginning. Unfortunately, it was not included in the Hogwarts Library, and its price at Flourish and Blotts Bookstore reached an astonishing 40 galleons. John was reluctant to part with it. purchase.

Thinking again about Draco squatting on him in the hall last night, John figured it all out in an instant.

Now John was really moved.

He sighed and said:

"So, you squatted in the foyer all afternoon yesterday just to give me this book?"

Draco's eyes widened and he hurriedly retorted:

"Who told you? I'm Malfoy! How could I..."

Draco's voice stopped abruptly.

For John had stood up and held out a hand to him.

"We should go back. Also, thank you, Draco."

John's voice sounded, causing Draco to be stunned.

Before giving the book away, he had also imagined that John would burst into tears of gratitude, bow to him, and volunteer to become his Malfoy's little brother, to help him deal with the bad guys...

Oh, okay, that's a bit outrageous.

Even Draco himself only dared to think about this kind of scene in his dreams.

In fact, Draco thought it was pretty good that John didn't beat him.

After all, John has always given Draco the impression of being powerful, mysterious and proud.

But now, John actually thanked him! ?

The afterglow of the setting sun struck John through the branches, illuminating his whole body with golden light.

Looking at the hand that penetrated the golden light and the smile on John's face, Draco felt his heart agitate.

'Although I haven't accepted John as my younger brother, things are going very well so far!It is not without hope that John can be turned into a subordinate in the future! '

With this in mind, he took several deep breaths and finally relaxed again.

Then, he grabbed John's outstretched hand.

"Well! Go back!"

Draco said.

John smiled and nodded, using his arms to pull him up.

However, at this moment, as Draco stood up, the snow under their feet suddenly collapsed!

Caught off guard, the two of them fell into a cave.