[HP] Aunt of the Savior

——"He will definitely come back again."

Lucius Malfoy would never forget the look on Snape's face when he said that.No matter how long it has passed, no matter how enviable the life of the Malfoy family is now, every time Lucius thinks of this sentence, he still feels deeply apprehensive and uneasy.

If the Dark Lord really came back, it would not be difficult for him to know what excuses he used to get off.By then, the reason he had gotten away with in the first place could have ruined him, the entire Malfoy family, and Draco...that was the last thing he wanted to see.

Now, he couldn't help but have certain expectations for that Harry Potter: whether the child who was protected by Dumbledore really had the magical power to destroy the boy who didn't even dare to be named by ordinary wizards? Mention the Dark Lord?

"Dad, Dad...Dad, what are you thinking?" After calling Lucius several times without getting a response, Draco finally couldn't help pulling his father's sleeve.He was very upset that Dad was distracted on such an important day. "It's time for us to go."

"Oh, yes, of course." Lucius stroked his cane, showing a smile that was no different from usual. "Come on, my son, I believe you will make a good wizard."

"Of course!" Draco had a slight blush on his pale face, he was the first to step into the fireplace, sprinkled a handful of Floo powder, and disappeared into the green flames.

"Oh, Draco!" Narcissa hurriedly followed, and glanced at Lucius who was walking at the end with some anxiety.She has been husband and wife for many years, and she is very aware of how disturbed her husband has been in these years.They even maintained a closer and friendly relationship with that half-blood Snape than other pure-blood wizards because of this (of course it also means making concessions when necessary, allowing the other party to obtain some practical benefits), and they only hope to be able to Get help from that ruthless, wise man when necessary.

Now, Draco is going to study at Hogwarts soon, and the Malfoys believe that their investment in Snape over the years will definitely pay off.

"Let's go to Madam Malkin's for Draco to make a robe first, it will take a while." Lucius had already made a plan. "I'm going to buy books for him, you go to Ollivander's to prepare first, otherwise we may waste the whole afternoon there." He said to his wife. "I thought Draco could wait for us at the robe shop alone for a while?"

"I'm fine by myself, oh, but Dad, I want to go see first..." Draco raised his head and looked at his father and mother with coquettish eyes.

But Narcissa, who knew her son very well, immediately said: "No, Draco, Hogwarts stipulates that first-year students cannot bring broomsticks."

"...Oh, well..." Draco said reluctantly.

Lucius patted his son on the shoulder: "Of course, you can go and have a look after we finish our business. I think you will need it soon. I believe my Draco will become a Quebec in the second grade." Diqi player? Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing."

"Of course!" Draco puffed out his chest proudly. "I won't let you down, Dad."

The Malfoys smiled from the bottom of their hearts as they walked with their son towards Madam Malkin's robe shop.

After clearly stating the various requirements of the Malfoy family for the uniform robes directly with the shop owner, Mrs. Malkin, Lucius and Narcissa temporarily left their precious son, leaving only Draco to stand on the footstool boringly clothing.A witch was pinning his robes - tsk, clumsy, this must be a Hufflepuff, Draco thought.

Every time he came to Diagon Alley, Draco was with his father or mother, and this was the first time he was alone, and he was eager for something new and interesting to happen.

Before school started, Mrs. Malkin's robe shop was always busy, and Draco hadn't been standing on the footstool for long before Mrs. Malkin walked in with another boy.He looked reasonably well dressed, but his hair was a mess like a bird's nest.

"Hi," Draco said proactively, looking at the sullen boy. "Are you also a freshman going to Hogwarts?"

"Yes." The boy's reaction seemed a little dumbfounded.

Draco looked at the boy and slowly tried to strike up a conversation with him. He talked about his favorite broomstick, and complained about the ridiculous rule that first graders can't bring broomsticks.But the boy didn't seem to understand anything, and answered absently.If he hadn't been wearing wizard robes, Draco would have thought it was a Mudblood.It never occurred to Draco that this boy who seemed a bit stupid to him was the famous Harry Potter.

Standing on the footstool, Harry raised his arms for the clerk to take his measurements, slacking off, not in the mood for chatting with this pale, condescending boy who was as obviously spoiled as Dudley.

Today was his first visit to Diagon Alley, but both Mr. Snape and Aunt Jody said that they could not accompany him to buy the necessary things for school, but handed him over to Hagrid, the gamekeeper at Hogwarts.Although Sirius took the initiative to accompany Hagrid to purchase with him, Harry still felt a little disappointed in his heart.

"I think I'll be sorted into Slytherin. Our whole family graduated from Slytherin." Draco didn't notice Harry's ecstasy at all, and continued to chatter. "Slytherin is the best."

"I'm sure Slytherin is great, but Gryffindor is good too," Harry couldn't help saying.

"Gryffindor?" Draco snorted disdainfully. "Where do you want to go?"

Harry glanced at him, but said nothing.

The look in Harry's eyes made Draco look away a little uncomfortable. He looked out the window and suddenly let out a more unhappy snort than before. "Sirris Black!"

Sirius stood outside the window and gestured to Harry, indicating that he would leave for a while and asked Harry to wait for him here.Harry nodded, he showed a bright smile, put his hands in his pockets, and walked away gracefully.

"You came with him?" Draco looked at Harry in surprise.

Harry nodded.

Draco looked at him strangely, as if about to say something.But before he could speak, the measuring clerk said, "It's ready, my dear."

Glad that he didn't have to continue talking to the boy, Harry jumped off the footstool nimbly, noticing that the pale boy was slow to do so.

"Professor Snape? Professor Bubbaji?" At this moment, Mrs. Malkin's voice came from outside the fitting room.Harry and Draco, who were listless just now, rushed out of the fitting room at the same time.

"I need to order three sets of robes, the kind I usually wear. Please send the owl to Hogwarts directly after they are finished." Snape was saying to Madam Malkin coldly.

Thinking of Aunt Jody's advice, Harry stopped abruptly and stood still.

"Mr. Snape, oh, I can call you Professor Snape in September." Draco had already walked up to Snape, blushing with excitement.His tone of voice to Snape was not as arrogant as it was to Harry just now, but rather respectful.In fact, Draco is still quite afraid of this serious-looking man, but his father and mother said that he is the head of Slytherin, and he is a very powerful wizard, so he has been trying to behave, trying to make Sne Mr. Pu likes him a little better, and seems to have gained a little bit so far.

"Draco, where are your father and mother?" Harry was surprised to find that there seemed to be a slight smile line on Professor Snape's face, and his tone towards Draco was already very gentle.It was only then that Harry realized that the pale boy was called Draco, and remembering that he said his whole family were Slytherins, Harry guessed that his parents must have known Mr. Snape and Aunt Jody.

"Dad will help me choose some books that I may need to study outside of class, and Mom will help me sort out some magic wands, so as to save some unnecessary wasted time." Harry has obviously heard these words of Draco just now, but It sounds almost completely different now than it did just now.This surprised Harry even more.Moreover, he also noticed that Draco ignored Professor Bubbaji who walked into Madam Malkin's robe shop with Professor Snape.

Professor Bubbaji didn't seem to care about this kind of thing either. She only greeted Mrs. Malkin after she wrote down Snape's request. "Hello, Mrs. Malkin."

"Are you welcoming new students again?" Mrs. Malkin said with a smile.

"Yes, please measure this lady, she needs a robe." Professor Bubaji with short dark gray hair gently pushed a little girl with fluffy and thick brown hair and a pair of rabbit teeth beside her. in front of myself.Behind her stood a couple in obvious Muggle attire.They patiently listened to the female professor's explanation: "This is Madam Malkin's robe store. Most of the wizards' robes are ordered here. The quality and style of the clothes here are very good, and they are also specially designed for students. Make uniform robes."

"..." Draco glanced at Professor Bubaji and the family of three led by her with contemptuous eyes. "Mr. Snape, may I have the honor of inviting you to lunch with us? I don't think the air here seems to suit us."

"I have other things." Snape rejected Draco's invitation, and said in a tone that didn't look accusatory at all: "You need to watch your attitude, Draco."

"I'm sorry, sir." Draco frowned.

"Let's go, I'll take you to find your parents." Professor Snape turned around, his robe gracefully curled into a beautiful arc, and led Draco out of the robe shop.

Draco and Snape's attitude made the Muggle couple look very nervous, and they looked at their daughter worriedly.Seeing their worries, Professor Bubaji couldn't help but sighed, "Don't worry, Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, some wizards really don't like Muggles very much, but this is only a small number of people."

"Yes, sir, ma'am." Mrs. Malkin agreed. "It's just a prejudice, like a lot of people think that Hufflepuff students are idiots. Prejudice always makes people feel ridiculous. Most wizards have Muggle blood, which is nothing. There are many Muggle-borns. wizards who became very great wizards."

"Don't be afraid, dear lady, they won't do anything to you." Professor Bubaji leaned down again and said gently to the little girl she was leading. "I don't want you to leave a bad impression on the magic world. You must know that I was the same as you back then. My father and mother don't know magic either."

"Oh, professor, I won't be afraid." The little girl blinked her eyes and said cheerfully and confidently, "I think our grades have nothing to do with whether we have lived in a magical family since childhood, right? But maybe Please recommend some extracurricular books to me later. I think I need to know some common sense in the wizarding world."

"Of course, Miss Granger, I can help you choose some books you need to read. I believe you will be a very good student." Professor Bubaji nodded with a smile.

"Hello." Sensing Harry's gaze, the little girl turned her head and smiled at Harry. "Are you a first-year student too?"

"Yes." Harry smiled at her too. "Hello, nice to meet you."

"Are you here to pick you up, kid?" Professor Bubaji suddenly pointed out the window.

Harry looked up to see Sirius winking at him from the window, waving his wand like a conductor, turning paper cups of ice cream, each with a different flavor, around him. .

Harry immediately felt better.He said goodbye to Madam Malkin, Professor Bubbaji, and the Grangers, and rushed out of the robe shop.