The Trinity of Harry Potter

"Merry Christmas, Kano!" Neville's round face turned red from the cold, "You're out shopping today too."

"As you can see, my house elf said that he... needs some room to develop." Kano spread his hands and Neville laughed.

"Won't you introduce me to me? Little darling." The old lady stretched out her withered hand and pressed it on Neville's shoulder, causing him to shake involuntarily.

"Of course... Kano, this is my grandma. Grandma, this is my classmate, Canopus Black. She usually takes good care of me."

Neville looked as reserved as when he first met Kano, and the old lady looked dissatisfied.

"Just call me Mrs. Longbottom, Merry Christmas, dear." The old lady extended her hand gracefully, and Kano hurriedly took it and shook it.

"Merry Christmas, madam. I think Neville just doesn't have much experience in introducing classmates to you." Kano smiled and patted Neville on the shoulder, "Don't be nervous, I don't think my appearance will scare Mrs. Longbottom.

of."

He grimaced, Neville relaxed, and Mrs. Longbottom's frown smoothed away.

Neville's parents were once famous Aurors who defeated Voldemort three times, but were finally captured by Bellatrix Lestrange and tortured into madness with the Cruciatus Curse.

Mrs. Longbottom raised Neville alone, so she naturally had to play a serious image, but her love and care for her grandson could not be matched by anyone. Kano also had full respect for her.

Kano and Neville were shopping in front, and Mrs. Longbottom was half a step behind, following behind with her handbag in hand.

"The pen you gave me is so useful, Kano." Neville kept expressing his love for the gift.

Kano is naturally very happy that his work has been recognized by others: "I have always felt that the design of the memory ball is simply anti-human. When you forget something, it will turn red, but..."

"But I've forgotten that, and I can't even remember it if you remind me!" Neville couldn't help but interrupt, full of resentment.

This is definitely what Neville said from the bottom of his heart. The memory ball has become his number one enemy in the face of forgetfulness.

Several people walked past Madam Malkin's Robe Shop, which was selling Christmas suits, and Zuko's Joke Shop, which was holding Christmas specials. Finally, they saw the Malfoy family at the entrance of Honeydukes Candy Shop.

Draco, the young master of the Malfoy family, was holding a licorice wand and a bloody lollipop and shooting left and right. Narcissa Malfoy patted Draco's head lovingly. Lucius Malfoy walked in front of him expressionlessly.

From time to time he glanced at his son and smiled slightly.

At this time, Draco was no longer the annoying and weak young man, but a child who was loved by his parents.

Don't worry about how this family is making trouble outside and jumping up and down in their positions. They really value their family.

Maybe I usually criticize Draco a little too much? As a child, there should always be a chance to correct...

"Oh, no," Neville murmured, "I really don't want to meet them at Christmas."

Kano asked strangely: "What's wrong? Will they beat you up on the street?"

"Of course not, just watch." Neville sighed, and then Kano saw Lucius and Mrs. Longbottom facing each other like two fighting cocks ready to fight.

"Mrs. Longbottom, it's nice to see you." Lucius raised his chin very high, as if he was greeting Mrs. Longbottom with his nostrils.

"It's a mixed feeling to see you at Christmas, Mr. Lucius."

The vulture decoration on the tip of Mrs. Longbottom's hat swayed, fully expressing the owner's bad mood.

"Isn't this Neville? I heard from Draco that you have made a lot of progress this year, at least you have learned a few magics." Lucius turned his high nose to Neville and praised him in a strange tone.

Neville showed his magical abilities very late and was almost considered a squib. Squibs are very discriminated against in the wizarding world, just like Filch, the administrator of Hogwarts. No one has ever cherished him.

The fruits of labor.

In the past, Lucius would almost always use Neville as a source of irritation, which made Mrs. Longbottom, who had raised an excellent Auror son, tremble with anger.

Even though Neville has made great progress now, he still can't deal with this kind of backhanded sarcasm. He can only wait for the old lady to retaliate.

"Excuse me, Draco. This child always remembers other people's performance so clearly. I don't know, but I think he wants to report this to some big shot." Mrs. Longbottom said in an opera-like aria, "I

I guess it comes from family education."

This time it was Lucius's turn to look ugly. The Malfoy family is a fanatical pure-blood family, and Lucius was also the backbone of the Death Eaters back then. What he often did was to use the family's influence to inquire about information and report back.

To Lord Voldemort.

After Voldemort fell overnight, Lucius immediately claimed that he had been under the Imperius Curse. By funneling money to the Ministry of Magic and the fact that he was not directly involved in the pursuit of opponents, Lucius escaped from prison.

disaster.

Mrs. Longbottom's counterattack was accurate and cruel, hitting Lucius directly where it hurt.

Lucius snorted from his nose, not intending to continue arguing with the grandparents.

When he turned around, he saw his wife Narcissa Malfoy looking at Canopus with a complicated expression.

"Hello, Canopus." She put her hands on her son's shoulders, seeming to be considering her words, "I never knew you existed, how have you... been these past years?"

Narcissa's father and Regulus' father are biological brothers, which means that Narcissa is Kano's aunt.

But Kano's other aunt, Bellatrix Lestrange, was the culprit who directly forced Kano's mother Vivian to death.

Kano really couldn't feel good about this woman. Although she was not a Death Eater, she was actually very close to Bellatrix.

"If it weren't for Miss Bellatrix, my mother would still be chatting with you, Lady Narcissa."

Narcissa's face turned pale, Lucius glanced at Kano, took his wife in his arms, took Draco and left.

Neville saw that Kano was in a bad mood, and soon he and Mrs. Longbottom also left together.

Kano wanted to say that he was not affected, but when he looked at the glass display window of the store, he found that his expression had become indifferent.

It is still too far away from the realm where joy and anger are invisible.

Kano rubbed his cheeks, attracting the attention of many little girls again.

He had no choice but to leave quickly and walk towards home.

Maybe when Bellatrix is ​​killed one day, the idea will be clear.