HP Approaches the Magic World

"Mom, if you don't understand what this strange smell is, I can tell you that a mudblood just came in here."

"There's no need to talk like that!"

Mrs. Malkin said, hurrying out from behind the coat rack, holding a measuring tape and a wand: "And I don't want the wand drawn out in my shop, either!"

She glanced towards the door and saw both Harry and Ron pulling out their wands and pointing at Malfoy, and quickly added.

Hermione stood a little behind them and whispered: "Don't, don't do this, to be honest, it's not worth it..."

"Yeah, as if you dare to perform magic outside of school."

Malfoy sneered, "Who gave you a black eye, Granger? I'll give those people flowers."

"That's enough!" Madam Malkin snapped, turning her head for support, "Ma'am?"

Narcissa Malfoy slowly stepped out from behind the coat rack.

"Put them away," she said coldly to Harry and Ron. "If you dare to do anything to my son again, I will make you unable to move again."

"Yeah?"

Harry said as he took a step forward and stared at the smooth, proud face. Although the face was fair-skinned, it still resembled her sister's face. Harry was now as tall as her.

"You want to find some Death Eater buddies to kill us, right?"

Madam Malkin screamed and grabbed her chest.

"Seriously, you shouldn't accuse - it's dangerous - please put your wand away!"

But Harry didn't lower his wand.

An ugly smile appeared on Narcissa's face.

"It can be seen that you mistakenly thought you were safe by becoming Dumbledore's protégé, Harry Potter.

But Dumbledore won't always be by your side to protect you."

Harry pretended to look around the shop.

"Wow... look... he's not here right now! Then why don't you give it a try? Maybe they'll find you a double cell in Azkaban with your failed husband!"

Malfoy came towards Harry angrily, but tripped over his too-long robes.

Ron laughed loudly.

"How dare you speak to my mother like that, Potter!"

"It's okay, Draco," Narcissa pressed her pale slender fingers on his shoulders to stop him, "I think that before I can go to reunite with Lucius, Potter will go to reunite with dear Sirius.

."

Harry raised his wand higher.

"Harry, don't!"

Hermione whispered, grabbed his arm and pressed down hard, "Think about it... you must not... you will get into big trouble..."

Madam Malkin trembled in place for a moment, then seemed intent on pretending that nothing had happened and hoping that nothing would happen.

She bent towards Malfoy, who was still glaring at Harry.

"I think the sleeve on the left can be pulled up a little bit, dear, let me-"

"Ouch!"

Malfoy yelled and snapped her hand open, "Be careful and see where your needle goes, you stupid bitch! Mum - I don't want this dress anymore -"

He pulled the robe from his head and threw it at Lady Malkin's feet.

"You're right, Draco," Narcissa said, casting a contemptuous glance at Hermione, "Now I know which scum of society buy clothes here... We can buy better ones at the Toffan Clothing Store.

."

After saying that, the two of them strode out of the shop. Malfoy deliberately bumped Ron hard before going out.

"Oh, it's so disgusting!"

Mrs. Malkin said as she grabbed the robe that was thrown on the floor and swept it with the tip of her wand. The dust was gone as if it had been sucked away by a vacuum cleaner.

She had been absentmindedly cutting new robes for Ron and Harry, and had to sell the wizard's robes to Hermione. Finally, when she bowed and sent them out of the shop, she seemed happy that they had finally left.

"Have you bought everything?" Hagrid asked happily when he saw them coming out.

"Pretty much." Harry said, "Have you seen Malfoy and his mother?"

"I saw it." Hagrid said not minding it, "But in Diagon Alley, they don't dare to act rashly. Harry, don't worry about them."

Harry, Ron and Hermione exchanged glances. Before they could dispel Hagrid's wrong idea, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley and Ginny appeared, each holding a large bag of books in their arms.

"Is everyone okay?" said Mrs. Weasley. "Did you get the robes? Well, we'll stop by the drug store and the Easy Owl shop on the way to Fred and George's shop - let's go

, follow closely..."

Harry and Ron knew that they would no longer have Potions lessons, so they did not buy any ingredients in the drugstore, but they both bought two large boxes of Owl Nuts for Hedwig and Piggy in the Owl Shop.

Then, they walked further down the street, looking for Fred and George's joke shop, Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes, where Mrs. Weasley checked her watch every minute.

"We really can't stay very long,"

Mrs. Weasley said, "Just take a moment to look around in the store, and then get back to the car. Everyone must follow closely, this is number ninety-two...ninety-four..."

"Wow!" Ron stopped suddenly and exclaimed.

The surrounding shop fronts were dim and buried under notices, while Fred and George's windows attracted the eye like a fireworks display.

Ordinary passers-by couldn't help but turn their heads and look at the display window, and a few people were particularly shocked and stopped in their tracks, looking obsessed.

The display window on the left was colorful and displayed a variety of rotating, twitching, flashing, jumping and screaming products. As Harry looked at them, tears welled up in his eyes.

The window on the right is covered with a huge poster, which is also purple like the notices from the Ministry of Magic, but with dazzling yellow characters printed on it: 

Why are you worried about the mysterious man?

You should care

Constipation kernel——

The feeling of constipation is tormenting Chinese people!

Harry laughed.

He heard a feeble groan coming from beside him, and turned around to see Mrs. Weasley gaping at the poster.

Her lips moved silently, silently reciting those words: "Constipation Ren."

"They'll be murdered in their beds!"

"No!" said Ron, who laughed out loud like Harry, "this is simply wonderful!"

He and Harry led the way into the shop.

It was so full of customers that Harry could hardly squeeze in front of the shelves.

He looked around and saw cardboard boxes piled up to the ceiling: these were quick-acting truant candies developed by the twins in their last year before graduating from Hogwarts.

Harry noticed that the most popular was Nosebleed Nougat, with only the last, squashed box left on the shelf.

There are also several boxes of trick wands, the cheapest of which turn into a rubber chicken or trousers with one swing, while the most expensive ones can deliver a beating to the neck and head if the user is not prepared.