HP solves the mystery

On the same day that Harry was hit by an apple, Malfoy Manor was enjoying itself.

Lucius looked at Draco who was going to ride a pony with a smile in his eyes. He was tired of those Muggle scholars pestering him for funds. He also wanted to go horse riding, but he had too much work.

Narcissa was amused by her husband's childish behavior. She leaned over and kissed his forehead, and said with a chuckle, "Dear Luke, Xiaolong and I will take your heart to the racecourse."

Lucius was dumbfounded by these words. He grabbed his wife's hand and kissed the back of her hand.

"Parkinson, Crabbe and the Goyle kids will go, and Little Dragon won't be alone."

Narcissa's brows moved when she heard this, and she slowly withdrew her hand. She already knew her husband's plan.

Draco came out with a small riding crop, pulled Narcissa and walked out. He had been eager to ride a horse for a long time, but unfortunately his father even let him ride a peacock but he couldn't go horseback riding, saying it was Muggle entertainment.

But for some reason, his father suddenly agreed and specifically asked his mother to take him to play.

At the racecourse, Draco fed the red pony something to increase intimacy under the supervision of the staff. With their help, Draco sat on the mini horse and walked around the pasture lap after lap.

"Draco, it's great to be an adult." Pansy, with her curly hair on her head, looked at Narcissa and the others with envy as they were speeding on the track.

Children ride on docile mini horses, and they can only go around while being held by a staff member. They are all too young.

"It's okay, I'll let you ride when I grow up." Draco wrinkled his little nose and held the reins carefully.

Pansy glanced at Wang Zai's parents who were having fun, and sighed helplessly.

After walking around for several times, Narcissa combed her hair that was messed up by the wind, turned over and dismounted.

"Xiao Long, was it fun?" She ran to the children's area, hugged Draco and kissed him again and again, ravaging her son's fair and tender face several times.

Draco looked at her sadly, he had no face at all in front of his friends!

"I want to ride a big horse with my mother. Small horses are not fun." Draco avoided his mother's hand and rubbed his sore cheek and muttered, "It's not fair at all. Apte is only 10 years old, why can he? Ride a big horse.”

Narcissa smiled and didn't answer, just touched Draco's head.

Draco pouted and went to the restaurant with Pansy for dinner.

Perhaps because he couldn't forget the tall and strong horse, he took Goyle and Crabbe to Guanma's stable after eating.

Crabbe swallowed as he looked at the apple the horse was eating, but still stood firmly beside Draco.

Draco walked around the stable, and his eyes fell on the white-gold horse. He stretched out his short hands in the air eager to try, but was stopped by a stern voice.

"Don't touch him!"

Draco was frightened and retracted his hand. He turned around and saw a man with an anxious face running towards him.

"Ten Million is in the breeding period and has a particularly violent temper. It's best not to get close to them." The man quickly drove the three children away from the stable of the white-gold horse, and shouted to the surrounding staff to keep an eye on the gate.

"We just wanted to see Malaysia."

Draco glanced at the big horse reluctantly several times, completely unaware that Crabbe in front of him had stopped moving forward. Just as he turned his head, he bumped into Crabbe's back and fell backwards.

Draco panicked and tried to grab something, but because the surroundings were empty, he could only fall firmly to the ground.

His vision went dark, and then he fainted.

In a small town thousands of miles apart, Sif's hand paused while he was chanting a spell to clean the room, and he felt an inexplicable strange feeling in his heart.

Tom, who was helping to clean the fallen leaves in the garden, also felt this way. He squinted at the blue sky and continued to use his wand to clear the fallen leaves.

It was said that he was able to use the wand thanks to the blessing of "magical creatures", and when Sif saw that he could use simple magic without making mistakes, he no longer stopped him, but often urged him to use it carefully.

Silver liked the quiet small town life very much, but when he looked at the bored Tom, he felt a rare feeling of guilt.

"Tom, I'll take you to the beach, take a boat ride on the White Cliff, eat seafood...and take some nice scenery photos..." Sifu wiped away the photos of the kittens on the table, and placed a few photos after Nagini's arrival. Family portrait.

Tom nodded indifferently. As long as he went to play with Sev, it didn't matter where he went. Lucius had already made arrangements anyway.

Lucius was a little irritated by Tom's words. According to the doctor at St. Mungo's, Draco was physically fine, but he had been in a coma for two days. How could he be fine?

After taking a few tubes of the potion, his gray-blue eyes and green eyes opened at the same time, both filled with surprise and uncertainty.

"Yes, that's right. The wizard from that group checked Harry and said he was fine. Yes, he's awake."

"No, he was a little stupid. He took the potion you mentioned. He ran away yesterday and was brought back by the kind Mrs. Figg..."

"Okay, thank you very much, Severus, thank you for coming..."

Harry listened carefully to Aunt Petunia's call. He picked up his cousin Dudley, who wanted to play with his remote control car, and pretended to drive the remote control car around the room.

When he heard that familiar name, his eyes flashed with nostalgia and shock. He didn't expect that his aunt and Snape would have such a good relationship in this life.

Silver hung up the phone and shook his head at Tom with a hint of regret.

"Looks like our trip to the beach is over."

He had given Zhang Mingyuan a double-sided mirror before, just because he was afraid of contacting him in a place where the phone could not reach him. Unexpectedly, it came in handy, so he gave Zhang Mingyuan the phone number of the hotel.

After learning that Harry had been in a coma for several days due to the magic riot, he almost thought it was an assassination attempt by Death Eaters.

However, when Tom saw Seaver's caring attitude and remembered the investigation information he had received from his subordinates, he had to let him think more.

"You care about Harry?" he asked sourly.

It wasn't so much concern as it was worry and surveillance, watching to see if Harry would follow the path he was destined to take.

Silver blinked and continued to pack up the souvenirs he bought, and answered slowly, "If something like this happened to the little wizard, everyone would be concerned. Fortunately, you didn't do this...it reassures me the most..."

Tom crossed his arms and snorted, obviously not believing what he said, and the expression on his face clearly told the other person that he didn't believe it.

Sif thought of the dead Lily, and the smile on his face faded, but without any explanation, he directly threw a rabbit doll to Tom and asked him to put it in Nagini's small suitcase.

Tom's eyes flashed and he gave up the idea of ​​further investigation.

Soon, they transferred from the plane to the train and returned to London at two o'clock in the afternoon.

Tom was still immersed in the blue sky and white clouds he saw while flying. Even if he had seen it thousands of times on TV and in magazines, nothing was as profound as taking it in person. He was once again surprised by Muggle technology.

Fortunately, he asked Lucius to study Muggle technology early, otherwise there would be no talk of unification? Just blow yourself up on the spot.

However, he felt very unhappy when he looked at the female club member chatting next to Sifu.

Tom: Forget it, you can still kill those annoying Muggles.

Silver declined the female club member's invitation to drink coffee together, and turned around to see Tom who looked uncertain.

"Tom, let's go, let's apparate over there." He waved to Tom, turned around and came to a deserted corner, and took out the wand on his waist.

Tom looked at Sif in surprise. He thought this man would take the subway there.

"Did you send Nagini up?" Sif reached out and held Tom's wrist and asked suddenly.

Tom nodded in confusion, "Well, I turned on the game console."

Sif pursed his lips and smiled, and with a snap, they disappeared.

Sev had apparated with Tom several times before, but there was nothing urgent and he mostly traveled by car.

When they appeared again, they had reached Privet Drive.

The Dursley's house is clean and tidy, and there is a blue tie hanging on the fence at the door, which seems to be specially used to guide people.

Sev stepped forward and rang the doorbell, and soon the sound of high heels could be heard in the house, and Penny in a long dress came out with a surprise smile on her face.

"You are finally here, come in quickly." Penny opened the door and led them into the house, and served hot tea enthusiastically, "I asked for leave to stay at home and wait for you. Come on, try it. This is the black tea I brewed. .”

Sif smiled and took a sip, praising the progress of her craft.

Penny's eyes fell on Tom beside her, and she asked hesitantly, "Who is this?"

Sif touched his nose and then remembered that he hadn't introduced her yet.

"This is Tom," he told Penny about the peculiarities of magical creatures, fearing that she wouldn't understand.

Penny glanced at Tom thoughtfully, her hand always wanting to reach into the box under the table and take out the scalpel.

"Tom is growing up so fast, it's even reaching your shoulders." She smiled and said hello to Tom, and continued talking and laughing with Sev.

Tom's handsome brows furrowed, and then relaxed again.

Sev asked Petunia in detail about Harry's situation. He looked around the room and found no children.

Tom looked at the familiar conversation between the two and suppressed his inner displeasure. He had known for a long time that the two had a good relationship, right? When he was just a kitten.

"Vernon went to the kindergarten to pick up Harry and will be back in a moment. I'll take care of Dudley first, you can do whatever you want." Petunia explained. Just then, there was movement in the children's room. She knew that her son had finished his nap.

Siver listened to Dudley's milky cry and nodded in understanding.

Not long after coming here, Petunia came out with chubby Dudley in her arms and a remote control car in her hand.

Dudley saw two strangers in the living room, huddled in Petunia's arms and watching curiously.

"This is your Uncle Silver, and this is your Uncle Tom. Say hello to the uncles." After a brief introduction, Petunia sat back on the sofa, and Dudley was put aside by her.

"Uncle Sev, Uncle Tom, good afternoon." Little Fatty waved his hands politely, then lowered his head and shyly played with the toys in his hands.

Sif responded with a smile and continued to drink black tea.

Tom was obviously stunned. He was actually called uncle one day, but he soon came to his senses and nodded with a smile.

The waiting time was a bit boring. Dudley's cartoon on TV had finished playing and the shopping ads started to play.

There was the sound of a car honking its horn outside the door, followed by the heavy footsteps of men and the rapid running of children.

The door opened with a click, and several people in the room turned their heads to look at the door.

"Aunt, I'm back. I'm going to do my homework first." The thin figure left such a sentence, and the person ran over like a gust of wind.

He ignored the people in the living room and went straight to the small bedroom.

"Hey, Harry, slow down, hey, Petunia, I'm back, Harry is safe today." Vernon panted and rubbed his red neck, grinning, obviously very happy to complete the task.

Petunia smiled sheepishly at Sev, and Vernon strode in and pressed a loud kiss on Petunia's cheek.

Vernon was a little surprised to see Sev in the living room. He stretched out his hand to shake his hand, and tactfully said that there had been a lot of people coming to see Harry recently.

"That old man with the white beard...oh, dear, I know it's Dumbledore, um, and some official from the Ministry of Magic...the doctor from Sango is also here, and they all seem to be very interested in Harry..." Vernon kept talking for a long time, until he drank all the black tea that Petunia had brewed in the pot, and then he shut up.

Penny nodded silently on the side, then thought of something and couldn't help complaining, "I have never seen anyone in the magical world be so caring in the past few years."

Sif knew what was going on. In addition to the reason for the original prophecy, there was also the conflict between the powers of the Ministry of Magic. They wanted to seize the Death Eaters so that they could wipe out the remaining ones.

"It's human nature." Sif said lightly, his eyes full of ridicule.

Tom stood on the sidelines without saying a word, but he never stopped thinking that the people in the Ministry of Magic were becoming increasingly incompetent.

But considering that he hasn’t completely controlled the Ministry of Magic for decades, it seems quite incompetent... right?

Tom peeled the orange carelessly, peeling off the white strands bit by bit, and then stuffed it into Sif's hand.

Silver skillfully took the orange and started eating it. After he finished it, he remembered the main purpose of coming today.

"The people at St. Mungo's checked Harry out. Do you still need me to take a look at him?" Seeing Tom hand over another orange, he shook his head and refused.

Compared to the doctor at St. Mungo's, Petunia believed in Sev's judgment more. After hearing this, she nodded decisively, got up and went upstairs to bring Harry over.

During Harry's rebirth, he saw too many old acquaintances from his previous life. When he woke up, he almost went to heaven, but when he saw the younger version of his aunt and uncle, he still suspected that he was dreaming.

Until now, when he saw the young, greasy-haired (crossed out), old Snape bat (crossed out), his beloved professor, his nose became sour and he blurted out a sentence.

"Snape, it's a good thing you're not dead."

Sifu, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his eyebrows when he heard this. What are you saying?

Petunia patted Harry's shoulder awkwardly, coughed and changed the subject, "Harry's mind got confused while doing the questions."

Harry also realized that he had said the wrong thing and giggled, "Uncle Sev, long time no see." But when his eyes moved to Sev, his pupils shrank.

"Volunteer... Auntie, sister Fike asked us to be community volunteers today..." When Harry was about to say the name, he sharply twisted the pronunciation.