HP Approaches the Magical World

"Yes, that's right,"

Ginny said, "But the last time I saw him there was no doubt he was just one boy, not five.

What are those? "

She pointed to a mass of tiny balls of fluff in shades of pink and purple that rolled around the bottom of a cage, squealing piercingly.

"Pygmy puffs," said George, "miniature puffs. We can't get them to reproduce anytime soon. So what's up with Michael Corner?"

"I dumped him, he was a disgraceful loser."

Ginny put a finger into the cage as she spoke, and watched all the pygmy puffs gather around, "They're so cute!"

"Yeah, it's really cute."

Fred grudgingly admitted, "But isn't your boyfriend changing a little too often?"

Ginny turned to stare at him, her hands on her hips.

The angry look on her face was so reminiscent of Mrs. Weasley's that Harry was surprised Fred didn't flinch.

"It's none of my business for you.

besides,"

At this time, Ron suddenly appeared next to George with a bunch of goods in his arms, and she shouted at Ron angrily, "Please don't spread rumors about me in front of the two of them!"

"?"

Ron was at a loss, at a loss, and looked at his sister inexplicably.

It was George and Fred who knew to come out to make a rescue.

"A total of three Galleons, nine Sickles, and one Nat,"

Fred carefully looked at the large and small boxes in Ron's arms and said, "Pay."

"I am your brother!"

"You took our stuff. Three Galleons, nine Sickles, and that Nat is free for you."

"But I don't have three Galleons and nine Sickles!"

"Then you'd better put the things back, and remember not to put them on the wrong shelf."

Ron threw away a few boxes, cursed, and made a rude gesture to Fred. Unfortunately, Mrs. Weasley, who appeared at this time, saw him.

"If I see you do that again, I'll put a jinx on you and glue your fingers together."

"Mom, can I get a Pygmy Puffy Puff?" Ginny asked immediately.

"A what?" said Mrs. Weasley warily.

"Look how cute they are..."

Mrs. Weasley walked over to look at the Pygmy Puff, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione had a good view out the window just in time. I saw Draco Malfoy walking hurriedly down the street alone.

As he passed Weasley's Wizard's Wheezes, he turned his head and glanced.

Seconds later, he walked past the window. They lost sight of him.

"I don't know where his mother is."

"Looks like he dumped his mother."

"But why?"

Harry said nothing.

He was thinking nervously that Narcissa Malfoy herself would not want to let her precious son out of her sight.

Malfoy must have worked hard to get out of her grasp.

Harry knew and hated Malfoy so much, he knew that nothing good was going to happen here.

He looked over his shoulder. Mrs. Weasley and Ginny were bending over the pygmy bushes.

Mr. Weasley was jubilantly poring over a deck of Muggle cards.

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Both Fred and George were busy with customers.

Outside the glass window, Hagrid stood with his back to them, monitoring the street.

"Quick, get in."

said Harry, pulling his Invisibility Cloak out of his bag.

"Oh—is that all right, Harry?"

Hermione asked, looking hesitantly towards Mrs. Weasley.

"Come on!" said Ron.

She hesitated for another second, then slipped under the cloak with Harry and Ron.

No one noticed their disappearance, everyone was fascinated by Fred and George's merchandise.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione squeezed out of the shop as fast as they could,

But by the time they reached the street, Malfoy had disappeared as successfully as they had.

"He's going in that direction."

Harry tried to keep his voice down so that Hagrid, who was humming a ditty, could not hear him.

"Let's go."

They hurried on, keeping an eye out for the shop windows and shop doors that lined the street, until Hermione suddenly pointed ahead.

"There he is, isn't he?"

She whispered, "Turning left?"

"It's amazing."

Malfoy looked around for a while, then disappeared into Knockturn Alley.

"Quick, don't lose your target," Harry said, picking up his pace.

"Our feet will be seen!"

said Hermione worriedly, as the hem of the Invisibility Cloak flapped around their ankles. Now it was much harder for the three of them to hide under it than before.

"Never mind," said Harry impatiently, "Go!"

However, Knockturn Alley, a small street closely related to the dark arts, was deserted.

Looking in the windows as they walked, it seemed that there were no customers in any of the shops.

Buying - or being seen buying - artifacts of the Dark Arts during these dangerous and suspicious times, Harry supposed, would give away one's identity.

Hermione twisted his arm hard.

"Ouch!"

"Hush! Look! He's in there!"

She whispered into Harry's ear.

The shop next to them now was the only one Harry had ever visited in Knockturn Alley: Borgin \u0026 Burke's Dark Magic Store, which sold all sorts of sinister and sinister things.

Sure enough, among the crates filled with skeletons and old bottles, Malfoy stood with his back to them, behind the big black chest of drawers.

Harry used to hide in that big closet to avoid Malfoy and his father.

Judging from Malfoy's gestures, he was speaking with great interest.

The owner, Mr. Bokin, was a man with greasy hair and stooped figure, standing in front of Malfoy at this moment.

The expression on his face was strange, mixed with resentment and fear.

"If only we could hear what they're saying!"

"all right!"

Ron said excitedly, "Wait—damn—"

He groped for the largest box and dropped the two boxes he was still holding.

"Extensible ears, look!"

"marvelous!"

Ron untied the flesh-colored strings and began to shove them under the door. "Hope this door hasn't been locked..."

"No!"

Ron said happily, "Listen!"

They put their heads together and listened intently on the end of the string, and Malfoy's voice came through clearly, as if a radio had been turned on.

"Do you know how to fix it?"

"Maybe," said Borgin.

Judging from his tone, he seems unwilling to make a clear statement.

"But I need to see it first, why don't you bring it to the store?"

"I can't," said Malfoy, "it has to stay where it is. You just have to tell me how to fix it."

Harry saw Borgin lick his lips nervously.

"I haven't seen it with my own eyes. I'm afraid it's hard to say. It may be impossible. I can't guarantee anything."

"cannot?"

Malfoy said Harry could tell he was sneering from the tone of his voice: "Maybe it will give you more confidence."