Hogwarts lazy snake

In the back alley of the Broken Axe Bar, Stock and Horn were trying to hold back their laughter, one of them had a red face, and the other was leaning against the wall and retching.

"Hey~ Hey, you little brat, why don't you explain it clearly~ Hey~ That wizard bus is like... Hey~ a roller coaster~ Hey, isn't it even bumpier than a roller coaster!!! Do you want to see me make a fool of myself?!!"

Stoke felt his body churning with anger, even the veins on his neck were showing through his retching. Seeing his son's face flushed with rage, he was so angry.

Horn didn't want to take the blame. He looked like he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. "Dad, you were the one who said you wanted to experience it. I told you that the Wizard Bus was not good."

After saying that, Horn waved his hand to indicate that he had told you, but you just refused to listen.

Stocker looked at Horn pretending to be innocent. He knew his child's personality very well. Thinking of his confident expression before getting on the bus, he covered his face with his other hand. "Okay, but you only said that the environment in the 58th Division was very bad. You said it very quickly~啟~."

"I didn't say... Ugh~ It's like I got into a drum!" As he said that, he couldn't help but dry heaving again.

Horn was almost done with retching after seeing his father's condition, so he took out some snacks to help Stock's aching stomach: "Daddy, here, plums! They'll help you feel better."

Stock took the plum from Horn's hand and put it in his mouth. The sour and salty feeling was indeed quite effective.

"Let's go, Daddy. Maybe Uncle Malfoy has already arrived." Horn took out his wand and clicked on a brick on the wall, and an arched passage appeared in the wall.

"Any more? Give me another one." Stock spit the plum into the trash can and walked side by side with Horn towards the bustling Diagon Alley.

Horn directly took out a bag of plums and gave it to Stock, then moved the trash can in the back alley to the other side, and then used Transfiguration to create several trash cans that were exactly the same as the original one and placed them in the back alley.

"Okay, let me go, Daddy." After saying that, he looked at his masterpiece, put away his wand, and clapped his hands in satisfaction.

After Nicholas and his son entered the wizarding shopping paradise Diagon Alley, the walls returned to their original state.

Stocker looked at the shops selling all kinds of magic props on both sides of the street, and he never tired of looking at them. "I say, Horn, you won't get beaten for playing such a prank, will you? You won't get beaten at school, will you? Daddy can't help you with that."

Hearing what Stocker said, Horn recalled that he just played with professors and seniors in the basement with Colt, helped Peeves stand at attention, and when playing snowball fights, the enthusiastic professor used his face to let him cool down, and occasionally, he just came out for a midnight snack.

Horn immediately said that he was a good boy: "No, your son is very well behaved in Hogwarts and is a recognized good student."

"Oh, yes, yes, I believe you." As a man who beat his son, he didn't believe that Horn could be a good student in Hogwarts.

Although he also wondered why Hogwarts didn't write to him about Horn's mischief.

"Fuck!" A wizard in a rag cloak was about to follow when he heard the sound of the wall returning to its original shape.

I found that the wall was still the same wall, but there were a few neatly arranged identical trash cans in front of it.

At this time, another wizard came over and saw that the entire back alley was full of garbage heads. He cursed at the wizard in rags:

"Who did it? Who is so wicked? Did you do it? I felt you were sneaking around the house just now. How can I remember that the brick is the one that leads to Diagon Alley? Die!"

The irritable wizard didn't even bother to explain to the wizard in rags, he just kept scolding that ordinary face.

"It's not me! I didn't do it, why are you hitting me? Fuck it!" Feeling the pain in his eye sockets, he knew it was doomed, so he took out his magic wand and asked the other party to eat melon.

"You said it wasn't you, but why are you sneaking around here? I think it's you who's the wicked one, and now you dare to scold me!"

Seeing the other party take out the magic wand, the irritable wizard was quick to punch the other party in the face before he could raise the magic wand.

"Fuck! I said it wasn't me! You damn it!" The wizard in the torn cloak only felt a blur in front of him, and his eyes hurt so much that tears flowed down his face.

"What happened? A fight broke out like this."

"I don't know, anyway, that guy with the black eye has been doing the same thing, he deserves to be beaten, he's so perverted that even a pervert like me thinks he's perverted!"

Because of the argument between the two, all the guests in the Leaky Cauldron came to watch the fun.

Horn didn't know that his action had caused a stir in the back alley.

At this time, he and his father Stock came to an obviously newly opened shop called Heping.

"Son, it seems that this prosthetics business has great commercial value in the magical world of wizards." Stocker looked at the long queue in front of the shop.

"Horn! I knew you'd come back."

Horn turned his head and saw that the people coming were the neatly dressed Malfoy father and son.

"Hello Mr. Malfoy, long time no see! We thought we were going to find you in there, but turns out you were outside." Stock extended his hand politely.

"Mr. Nicholas, it's nice to see you again. We just arrived too." Lucius Malfoy took off his gloves and stretched out his hand to shake hands with Stoke.

Then he turned to Horn with a smile on his face and said, "Horn, long time no see. It's vacation time. When will you come to your uncle's place to play with Draco?"

Horn immediately greeted Lucius: "Uncle Lucius, hello, this is not the holiday, and I am unfamiliar with my brothers and sisters at home. I will go back to visit Uncle Lucius after staying at home for a few days."

After hearing this, Lucius smiled and said that the other party must come. After greeting Draco and Stoke, he ran to Horn and started chatting.

At this time, a clerk in the store saw one of its own bosses outside, so he enthusiastically entered the store and came over to the few people.

The clerk was wearing an exquisite magic robe with the name of the store and a white dove logo embroidered on it. He bowed slightly to Stock, Horn and the others with a smile on his face: "Boss, welcome to our store. The store is very busy today. Many wizards came here because they heard about our unique prosthetics craftsmanship."

Lucius nodded with satisfaction: "It seems that business is good. By the way, you may not have met Mr. Horn Nicholas. He is also the owner of this store."

"My father is the boss Stocker, I'm not even an adult yet."

Horn immediately raised his hand to stop the clerk from speaking and pointed at his father beside him.

The clerk's mind immediately started to work, and he bowed respectfully to Horn and Stocker, "Greetings, gentlemen. My name is Herrick, and I am a clerk and part-time manager of the Peace Store."

"Okay, Herrick, take us inside to see the store and tell us how business is going." Malfoy looked at the crowded doorway, holding his gentleman's cane.