war and peace

Good days always go by so fast.

Harry spent almost a whole month at Roald Manor.All except himself and Voldemort knew that Tom had invited him to Roald Manor for the holidays.When Hermione found out, she wanted to come right away, but she was in France with her parents.Sirius had also sent presents and letters, his tone less contrite when he knew Harry was having a good time.Harry couldn't help feeling extremely sorry to find out that he had missed his chance to meet his godfather—Sirius had come to celebrate his birthday on purpose.

Anyway, a new third grade has begun.

One day before school started, Voldemort took Harry to Diagon Alley to buy items needed for the new school year, but he naturally appeared in public in the form of Professor Roald and Tom.Harry has always been curious about how Voldemort did this, but the latter rejected Harry's question of wanting to know the details on the grounds that it was too difficult.His original words were: "This is a very complicated magic... In order to avoid the consequences of trying it in private, it's better not to say it."

This pissed Harry off.Feelings are in Voldemort's eyes, he's always been a child, hasn't he?But having said that, with such a miraculous magic, Harry himself was not sure that the day he would not have a whim, so he could only reluctantly let go of this topic.

"Tom!" said Hermione cheerfully when they met outside Florin's Soda.Harry was surprised to see that she was tanned and looking incredibly strange - well, the sun in the south of France is indeed very warm.But when Hermione noticed his appearance, she showed an even more surprised expression: "...Harry! Where are your glasses?"

Harry habitually raised his hand, trying to help his glasses, and when he raised his hand halfway, he realized that he didn't need the lenses anymore, so he scratched his head halfway: "You know... glasses sometimes don't fit well. Handy, like when it rains at a Quidditch match, uh..."

"So you don't need them now?" Hermione asked quickly.She carefully observed every corner of Harry's face, and then came to a conclusion: "I haven't noticed it before, Harry, so you are quite handsome." She nodded as she spoke, Emphasize that she has a good attitude and is definitely not kidding.

Tom burst out laughing.And what about Harry?He was hesitant before, he had been wearing glasses for some years, and he was told that he could take them off, but he was quite skeptical.Voldemort finally persuaded him to drink the potion, and he was very uncomfortable for several days afterwards.As a result, the first evaluation he got now was "handsome", which was completely unexpected, and Harry really didn't know how to react.

"That's why I say you think too much." Tom held Harry's shoulders and looked him up and down solemnly: "Gryffindor's handsome savior, huh?"

Harry shot him a hard look.Voldemort never missed an opportunity to make fun of him...

"Looks like you're completely reconciled?" Hermione raised her eyebrows, and her gaze circled between the two of them.Tom was grinning broadly, and Harry's face was stern, but the look in his eyes showed that he didn't really take the joke to heart. "I wish it was the last time," said Hermione sincerely. "It's like the end of the world when you two fight."

No, Voldemort and the Savior fought, and that was almost the end of the world.Harry was amazed at the accuracy of Hermione who didn't know it, and then he thought, isn't he just moving in the direction of eliminating this possibility?Little things like glasses show this well.No one thought of this question last time, which also reflects his current progress from one aspect—well, it is relatively successful, Harry nodded to himself in his heart.

Then they went together to buy needed textbooks, medicines and the like.Both Harry and Tom had new robes made, as they seemed to have grown several inches in one summer.Hermione still bought the big ginger cat, Crookshanks, who liked Hermione's arms very much, snoring comfortably in it.

It made Harry inevitably think about how the last time his two good friends had been arguing on and off for a whole school year about cat and mouse.Now, Scabbers the mouse has been caught in Azkaban, and its owner has become estranged from him.Thinking in this way, Harry turned his head, just in time to see the Weasleys passing by the glass door of the pet store. They were mixed in the crowd of students and parents, and they didn't glance into the store.This made him a little sad, but he said to himself in his heart, you have to cheer up... Think about Sirius who was released from prison, and think about Hogsmeade-he can justifiably visit that wizarding village this time, no Dementors, and no arrest warrant...

"...Let's go, Harry!" Hermione's voice called him out of his thoughts.It was only then that Harry noticed that Hermione had paid and was already at the door.Tom was behind him, watching him quietly with dark eyes.There seemed to be a kind of magical power in that gaze, which made Harry feel at ease instantly.He might have lost Ron this time, but he still had Hermione, and someone who had been watching him.

They walked out of the pet store and continued to wander the cobbled streets of Diagon Alley.The Quidditch boutique was so crowded that Harry didn't need to look to know what was going on there—everyone was gazing at the Firebolt sample broom.The shopkeeper was standing in the doorway talking to the crowd, and fragments of his words could be heard outside the crowd: "...the Irish team just ordered one of these brooms...new arrival, sample..."

Since Harry already had a brand new Firebolt, of course he wouldn't squeeze it this time. "Honestly," he turned to Tom, "how the hell did you get a new broom? The internationals haven't got it yet?"

"Actually, they have almost developed it... But it is a common business strategy to advertise first, and then sell it well." Tom said lightly, "I just asked them to sell me in advance. That's all."

Harry rolled his eyes, feeling that this matter was not as easy as he said: "Wouldn't it cost..." A lot of money?

"As long as you like it." Tom cut off Harry's question very decisively and made a final decision.

Harry looked into those unfaltering black eyes, and a familiar soft emotion spread in his heart.Is he too easily moved?

Hermione, who couldn't speak for a long time, finally seized the time. "Are you talking about the Firebolt?" She looked Harry and Tom one by one, "If I understand correctly..." She was a little suspicious, "Tom, you bought the first Firebolt and gave it to Harry, is that right?"

Harry stared at Hermione.She was so clever that she guessed the truth from their few words.Tom's face remained unchanged, and he smiled very calmly.

This response is the default.Hermione couldn't maintain her usual confident look, she almost jumped up: "A Firebolt?" The voice was not low, but fortunately, everyone around was paying attention to the broom in the window, and no one thought she was reacting fierce. "The first one? This is too surprising! It's just..." She was so excited that she couldn't find any words to describe it, and repeatedly sighed: "Great! This time it will definitely make Slytherin House Lost like nothing!"

It sounded like he lost to the Slytherin team...Harry raised his eyebrows to look at her, and Hermione saw that his expression was wrong, and hurriedly added: "Of course, Harry, you are already a very good ball seeker." Hand, this time even more powerful!"

The three of them spent a very pleasant afternoon under the parasols outside Florin's Soda.Accompanied by a delicious chocolate-nut sundae, Hermione told them about interesting things she had encountered in France, and she reaffirmed her envy for Harry and Tom's vacation at Roald Manor together.At last Professor Roald came back from his errands, and they went back to the Leaky Cauldron for dinner and then overnight there.

Early the next morning, Professor Roald took the three children to King's Cross Station.This time there was no mighty convoy, he only arranged for a black extended Rolls-Royce to pick him up.But that doesn't seem to reduce the attention of people, whether Muggles or wizards, to it.

It was a car with a bit of history. The steering wheel, dial and other things were all carved from maple wood, with fine grain and smooth surface.Naturally, there is no trace expansion spell inside, the part of the rear compartment, after entering, you will find that it is actually a suite, with everything you need for daily necessities.And it must be added responsibly, it is definitely a real aristocratic style.

Harry is used to Voldemort's ostentation, like the carved rosewood box, the silver locket full of gothic style in the Transfiguration exam, the snake-shaped magic silver door handle with ruby ​​eyes... He thinks this car is like Voldemort. As Uncle Nong once said, the pure gold flying goddess statue in front of it can dazzle everyone's eyes.

However, it was the first time that Hermione saw the gap between nobles and commoners up close. "...that faucet is actually carved from crystal... and it can also flash a rainbow with the light..." Until they reached platform nine and three quarters, she still hadn't recovered from the splendor.Usually, I can't see how extravagant Tom and Professor Roald are, but I can only faintly notice their distinctive temperament and attitude. "This is the nobility, it's too much to show off like Malfoy..."

"Harry!" Tom and Harry were listening helplessly to Hermione's emotion, when suddenly a voice from a slanting stab interrupted her.The three turned their heads together and saw a man running towards them.He has neat black curly hair and a smile on his face.

"Sirius!" Harry recognized his godfather instantly.Although they have kept in touch by letter, it has been a long time since they last met.Sirius looked in good spirits, his cheeks were flushed, and he must be in good health. "Why are you here?" Harry asked happily.

"Didn't I miss your birthday last time? So I came to see you." Sirius stared at Harry's face, "Why are your glasses missing? Otherwise, I would have recognized you earlier."

"Glasses are not very convenient, so Professor Roald helped me cure my myopia." Harry replied quickly, and then remembered that the person he mentioned was standing next to him, and he hurriedly introduced both of them.

Sirius seemed to have a good impression of Professor Roald: "Harry often mentioned you, saying that you are a very good professor. I can't stay with him for a long time, thank you very much for your care."

"That's what I should do." Although he was very uncomfortable with the tone of "Harry and I are family", but for Harry, Professor Roald replied politely.This was the first time he had met Harry's godfather, Sirius Black, Regulus Black's older brother.At first glance, he knew it was a pure and passionate Gryffindor lion, and he frowned in his heart.

Sirius would not know what the person opposite was thinking.He turned back to look at Harry again, showing a satisfied smile: "It turns out that James looks like this after taking off his glasses... he looks good, and he will definitely charm a lot of girls!"

Harry felt Tom's eyes on him and was embarrassed. "...It's still early, I'm only in the third grade..."

Sirius laughed, "It's a bit early, I said it too bluntly!" He obviously thought Harry was being shy.

Harry looked at him, then at Professor Roald and Tom on the side, and suddenly his heart skipped a beat: If Sirius knew that he was already with a man, that man would still be Voldemort...he would kill himself, right?

Fortunately, the sound of the train whistle sounded in time to save Harry.They got into the car and waved vigorously through the glass.Sirius didn't leave until the train disappeared around the bend.He recalled the scene just now in his mind, why did he always feel that the eyes of Professor Roald and Tom were so similar?