The Trinity of Harry Potter

"What a bumper harvest, Kano."

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley happily left with their share of the commission, thinking about what delicious food they could buy for their children when they went home.

Kano looked worriedly at a large pile of real estate title deeds and a thick stack of Gringotts stubs.

His original intention was not to make money, but to drain the pureblood family's liquidity and easily liquidated assets.

After all, in a relatively stable era, funds are the capital for these pure-blood families to make trouble.

If their money has been tight in the past few years, then they will be much more honest. Even if Voldemort comes back in the future, money will be needed to raise an army of Death Eaters.

Drawing a pie alone cannot solve the actual problem of man eating horse chewing, and real estate title deeds cannot be directly exchanged for food or rewards for his subordinates. Kano wants to use this method to cut off Voldemort's potential reinforcements of foreign dark wizards.

But the effect now seems to be too good. Kano just looked through it a little bit. The title deed even includes some family herbal plantations and magic ore mines.

These are high-quality industries that can continue to provide blood transfusions to families. Now Kano is worried that some families will jump over the wall because they are empty-handed in the future, and will follow Voldemort in rebellion.

You can't give it back to them, right? Forget it, pay attention to these families first, and observe more in the future.

Feeling that he had underestimated the wizards' desire for heirs, Kano gave all these properties to Kreacher for storage. At least until Voldemort was completely dead, the deeds to these properties should not be seen again.

After concluding this potentially far-reaching action, Cano secretly planned for the coming school year.

The secret room? Kano has no intention of letting this happen. To be honest, the basilisk is not a cat or dog. If something goes wrong, the students will probably suffer heavy casualties.

On a more minor note, the person controlling the diary is Ginny. This little girl is quite cute, and she is considered a relative of Kano. Kano is not prepared to see her fall into the pit.

It doesn't matter if you admire Harry, I will help you match him. Harry is young and rich, and he doesn't have to deal with the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law when he gets married. What a great future husband.

No, no, it's too immoral to think like this.

Kano was sincere and correct, and he got his thinking back on track, which made Harry look confused when he ran to his house to take refuge.

"Kano, what are you thinking about? Why don't you say anything?" Harry asked, putting down the dumbbell in his hand.

"Haha, it's nothing. What did you just say?" Kano quickly covered it up.

"I just said that Hermione and Ron didn't write to me this holiday. If I hadn't come here to take a breather, I would have doubted whether Hogwarts was just a dream of mine."

Kano frowned, as if he remembered something, and called Kreacher over.

"Have there been any owls delivering messages to Harry lately?"

"Yes, young master." Kreacher's attitude was still so respectful, "And their letters have also been delivered."

"But I haven't received it yet. Could it be that Uncle Vernon hid the letter again?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"Impossible, owls will only deliver letters to people with magical powers." Kreacher denied, "Just yesterday I saw two owls delivering letters to you."

"Stop talking, I know what's going on." Kano curled his lips.

He remembered that this time it was Dobby who kept stirring things up behind his back. Dobby knew that his master Lucius was going to cause trouble at Hogwarts this year, and wanted to prevent Harry from getting hurt by not letting him go to school.

It was what he did to cut off communication, but Kano didn't think about it for a moment.

"Someone must have intercepted your letter, Kreacher."

"Young Master, please give me your instructions."

"Watch these two days and catch the guy who intercepted the letter." Kano ordered.

"Do you want to live? Young Master." Kreacher asked seriously.

Kano was choked and rolled his eyes. He really didn't know what kind of dirty work the Black family had let Kreacher see before.

"Of course he must be alive. Under the premise of your own safety, try to bring him back as intact as possible."

At night, Harry suddenly heard shouting and fighting coming from the window. But soon, the sound stopped, and Harry fell asleep again in confusion.

Early the next morning, when Kano went downstairs to prepare for morning exercises, he saw Dobby, who had been beaten so much that he looked like an elf, tightly tied up in the living room, and Kreacher was putting breakfast on the table.

"Good morning, little master." Kreacher bowed, "I have found the letter thief and conducted a preliminary interrogation, but he didn't say anything."

"You also tortured me?"

"This is necessary. The Black family has a very good book on this subject. Unfortunately, Master, you want him to remain intact, so many methods cannot be used." Kreacher reported with regret.

Kano slapped his forehead fiercely. On the surface, he was correcting Kreacher, but in fact, he was fighting against the Black family's distorted outlook on life for many years.

"Dobby, right?"

The house elf, with a bruised nose and swollen face, and bloodstains on his face, was stunned, and then banged his head on the ground in a manic manner.

"Bad Dobby, bad Dobby, his identity has been exposed, Harry Potter is in danger!"

"All petrified!"

Kano had to give him a petrification spell: "I know you won't say anything to me, so listen carefully. I will call Harry to my house in a while, and you can talk to him in person."

After Kano finished his morning exercises and had breakfast, Harry came to his house again.

"Go and see that house elf, he intercepts all the letters." Kano left the living room with the teacup in hand to get some air, leaving space for this atypical elf and Harry.

Dobby was completely out of good intentions and did bad things. According to the original plot, this guy will seal the magic wall of platform nine and three-quarters this year, and even cast a spell on the Bludger to knock Harry off his broom.

What the hell is this? If he was not careful, Harry would not have to fight against the basilisk, his brain would explode immediately, and he would be lying safely in the cemetery.

Let the two of them talk on their own. Kano thinks he is an ordinary person and cannot connect with Dobby's brain circuit.

At this time, there was a strange braking sound in the sky. An old Ford stopped in front of Cano's house in a thrilling manner, and then opened the door automatically.

One of the twins, George and Fred, uh, was sitting in the driver's seat. Cano couldn't tell which one it was. Ron and the other twin poked their heads out of the rear window. Ron shouted blankly

Author: "Kano, where is your home?"

"Right here, Ron."

Kano quickly ran to open the door, and the flying old Ford drove in honestly this time, leaving deep ruts on Kreacher's carefully tended lawn.

Kano seemed to see from the window that Kreacher was washing the tableware with gritted teeth.

"Hey, Harry hasn't replied to our letters, so we came here to take a look." The twins put their arms around Kano's shoulders from both sides, "Your place is nice, at least there are no gnomes in the garden."

Harry also saw them and ran out of the house happily.