[Comprehensive] Digging Secrets in the Academy of Magic

Draco has been a little unhappy lately.

Harry hadn't answered any of the letters he'd sent to Harry, not even the invitation to come to Malfoy Manor for his birthday.

Draco was even angrier when the letters from Bill and George were in full swing.

"Why is he ignoring me? Are you mad at me? Didn't you do well during the holidays?" Draco lost his temper in the room, and Al lay on the bed with the quilt covering his head and didn't speak.

Could it be that Harry was determined to draw a line with Draco?Given Draco's liking for him?

But there was nothing unusual about Harry during the period after Valentine's Day.

What the Malfoy twins didn't know was that not long after the holiday, Ron called Harry. He couldn't use the phone, and not only yelled at the phone, but also told Harry's Uncle Vernon that he was Harry. Leigh's classmate at Hogwarts.Of course Vernon was furious, not only put Harry under house arrest in his bedroom, but also forbade Hedwig to go out.

Hedwig lost her freedom, not to mention sending letters to Harry, it would be good not to peck Harry all over his head.

"Harry's birthday has come."

At twelve o'clock in the morning, Draco was lying on the bed, speaking in a muffled voice.

He still asked Caesar to send Harry a gift. Caesar has not come back yet, and he may not come back until dawn.

On Harry's birthday, Draco was unhappy all day.All the fun planned for the summer holidays was overshadowed by Harry's absence, and his mood lasted until evening, when Errol delivered George's letter out of the blue.

The letter said that Harry's Hedwig had gone to the Weasleys.

"Harry went to the Weasleys?" Draco was furious, "He didn't answer my letter, went to the Weasleys?"

"Calm down, Draco." Al had to try his best to appease him, "The letter only said that Hedwig went to the Weasleys' house, maybe Harry has something to do?"

"No matter what happens, he can't bypass us and go directly to the Weasleys' house! We have made an appointment on how to celebrate his birthday!" Draco yelled, but at this moment, there was a loud "crack" in the twins' room " With a sound, Dobby appeared. He bowed deeply, his voice was trembling, and he seemed extremely excited.

Dobby said in a sharp voice, "Master Draco, Master Ares, Harry Potter is outside the gate of the manor!"

The angry expression on Draco's face quickly disappeared, replaced by a surprised grin reaching to the ear, before he could say a word, he jumped up and rushed towards the gate of the manor.

Al: "...Thanks, Dobby."

Draco ran all the way, ran out of the living room and rushed along the road leading to the door. It took him less than a minute for a long distance, which caused him to pant like a bellows when he finally stopped in front of Harry .

"Harry!" Draco hugged Harry with such strength that he seemed to be strangling Harry.Harry also hugged him and said sincerely: "I miss you so much, Draco." The two children hugged for a while at the gate of the manor before separating.

Draco looked Harry up and down, it was too dark to see anything, only the sound of Harry sniffing now and then.

"Let's go back to the manor first. What's going on?" Draco pulled Harry into the manor and walked towards the living room, only to see Al walking over on the way—you can imagine how fast Draco ran— Al and Harry said hello, and told the elf to take his luggage to Draco's bedroom.

After entering the living room, under the bright ceiling light, Draco and Al realized how bad Harry's condition was: he was wearing an ill-fitting Muggle costume that was at least three sizes bigger than him, and it was stained with stains. His hair was a mess, and his eyes were red.

Even so, it couldn't hide the amazing changes that had taken place in Harry: he had grown a lot taller, a child of this age changes every day, and it was obvious that Harry was still a child at the end of second grade, only a month had passed , the outline of his face has grown a lot, and most of his childishness has been lost.

In fact, it’s not just Harry. The same is true for Draco and Al. Their small oval faces have become more and more angular. Both of them have grown a lot taller, half a head taller than Harry. They were childish, but now they are two handsome young men.

Draco and Harry stared blankly at each other's faces for a while, until Lucius and Narcissa also appeared in the living room, and Al coughed heavily before recovering.

Harry hastily brushed his hair, trying to make them look a little more tidy, very embarrassed for his rash visit: "Mr. Malfoy, Mrs. Malfoy, I have caused you trouble..."

"It's okay, kid." Narcissa has always liked Harry very much. She walked quickly and stroked Harry's hair. "I'll take you to the bathroom. Have you had dinner yet? Are you still hungry? Er, bring a suit of Draco's clothes."

Harry blushed and was taken away by Narcissa. Lucius looked critically at Harry's back and asked, "What's wrong with him?"

"Haven't had time to ask." Draco frowned, "It's probably his Muggle relatives..."

Lucius sneered: "Muggles."

Al thought, Harry seemed to blow up his aunt at the beginning of the third grade, and then fled to Diagon Alley, looking at him like this, he seemed to blow up his aunt, but this time he didn't go Diagon Alley, but Malfoy Manor.

"Dobby, how did Harry get here?"

"Knight Bus, Master Al," replied Dobby.

Al nodded.He had taken Harry on the Knights Bus once in second grade, and Harry still remembered it.

After Harry finished his bath, the elf's dinner was ready. Malfoy's family had already had dinner, which made Harry feel too restrained. Lucius and Narcissa went back to the study, leaving only the Malfoy twins at the dining table Stay with Harry.

Almost as soon as the Malfoys and the elves disappeared from their backs, Harry wolfed down a whole piece of roast meat, looking so hungry that he didn't even bother to care about getting a lot of oil on his face.

Draco stared at Harry's way of eating, and said angrily, "Don't they give you food?"

Harry was so hungry that he didn't have time to reply, he gulped down half a glass of drink before replying, "They haven't made me full, I haven't eaten tonight, so..."

He hesitated for a moment, then continued: "I blew up my aunt."

Harry took a moment to explain his aunt Maggie's bad deeds clearly, and Draco's face flushed with anger: "It's too cheap to just blow her up! Such a wicked woman should send her to Azkaban!"

Maybe it was in front of two very familiar friends, Harry let go of his guard and strength, sniffled, and his eyes were red: "She said my mother is the scum of the family, and my father is, a lazy beggar who is worthless ..."

For Harry, his parents are the people he admires most in this world. They are not only excellent wizards and wizards, but also sacrificed to protect Harry's life. Harry sometimes thinks, if it wasn't for his birth, maybe My parents will never die at all.

Maggie violated the most vulnerable part of his heart.

Draco's hand on the table clenched into a fist, and then let go. He wiped Harry's tears and said with a gloomy face, "I'll make that woman pay the price."

Al couldn't help but glanced at Draco with some concern, he wouldn't really attack Muggles, would he?

But the most urgent thing is to appease Harry. Al patted Harry on the back and said softly: "They don't know your parents at all. My dad mentioned them. They are the same age and went to school together at Hogwarts. , Although they were not in the same camp at that time, my father also said that they were the bravest and most powerful wizards at that time."

Harry looked better, and smiled gratefully at the twins. "Thank you."

"Don't care what those Muggles say, they don't understand you and your parents at all." Draco rubbed Harry's head.

"But I... I used magic in front of Muggles, I might be expelled." Harry's face darkened again.

"They won't fire you for blowing up a Muggle! You're the Boy Who Lived." Draco reassured him, "Even if the Ministry of Magic wants to trouble you for such a trivial matter, and My dad, they dare not do anything to you."

Remembering that Lucius still had a fairly high position in the Ministry of Magic, Harry's expression finally became less worried: "Wouldn't you bother Mr. Malfoy too much?"

"It's just a matter of one sentence." Draco couldn't help feeling proud of his father, "Don't worry, you will stay at my house for the rest of the time, and go to Hogwarts together when school starts."

Harry nodded slightly.

As for how the Ministry of Magic became a mess after the little savior ran away from home and disappeared, this is not something the three of them need to consider.Like last summer, Harry shared a bedroom with Draco, and Al had his own.

Al's cat Kiki was lying next to his pillow. Al stroked Kiki's smooth fur and said melancholy: "Draco forgets his brother when he has a little lover. I think I will become a light bulb in school in the future."

Kiki meowed and rubbed his little master's finger.

"I'm only 13 years old, so I need to worry about being single." Al sighed, and wanted to complain to Kiki, but Kiki suddenly stood up and jumped onto the window sill of Al's room, Stretch your neck and look outside.

"You don't want to listen to me anymore, I'm sad." Al turned over holding the quilt, and just flopped twice in the quilt to vent his emotions, Kiki jumped back, bit Al's fingers and pulled him out.

Al was forced to be pulled out of the bed by Kiki, wondering: "What's wrong with you?"

Kiki jumped up the steps again, yelled hard at Al twice, and slapped the glass again and again with his paw.

Al leaned over and looked out the window.The moonlight was very bright, and even though it was already night, Al still saw it through the moonlight—a huge black shadow flashed past at the gate of the manor.