Obscure at Hogwarts

Chapter 171 It's too long!

What stopped Dudley's fist from falling was naturally not Harry's voice, but the magic controlled by him.

In Harry's spiritual world, when Louis completely cleaned up the remnant soul of Voldemort, built a bridge with the magic of Obscurus, and used it as nutrients to nourish Harry, the magic power in Harry's body grew rapidly. .

otherwise.

Considering Harry's previous magic reserves, how could he accurately use magic perception to secretly pay attention to Malfoy for an entire class?

At the moment when he realized that no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't bring down his fist, Dudley learned a lot about magic from his mother. Dudley quickly stood up and returned to his submissive look, facing Harry and said:

"Harry, this is not my fault."

"I know."

Harry nodded first, then frowned and said, "But, Dudley, do you still remember what your uncle and aunt told you?"

"They said they wouldn't let me fight with my classmates."

"Just remember."

After looking at the stains on Dudley's shirt, Harry asked instead: "Dudley, your shirt is dirty. Do you want me to get you something to change into?"

"No need."

Looking at Malfoy who was lying on the ground with a dissatisfied look, Dudley curled his lips and said, "Harry, what should I do with that guy?"

"Well"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the few superficial brothers Malfoy had befriended. Seeing that they still showed no intention of helping, Harry hesitated and said:

"Let me handle it."

talking.

Harry slowly walked up to Malfoy, stretched out his palm towards him, smiled and said, "Hey, are you okay?"

He had closed his eyes tightly before, waiting bitterly for the pain to come, but the pain he imagined did not appear on his face. Malfoy heard the conversation between Harry and Dudley, and quietly narrowed his eyes to pay attention to the changes in the external situation. .

Now, seeing the person who had rescued him from Dudley's hand reaching out to him with a friendly hand, Malfoy couldn't help but secretly breathed a sigh of relief. With Harry's help, he stood up again, staring blankly at his Her delicate face turned purple from suppressing the pressure, but she couldn't say that sound after all.

"Thank you."

Knowing that Malfoy must have been frightened, Harry did not pay attention to those details and continued to smile and said: "Your clothes are dirty. I happen to have a set of clothes there that can be changed. Can I take you to change?"

When Malfoy heard this, he immediately felt a sticky and uncomfortable feeling coming from his body. He nodded subconsciously and left the classroom under the guidance of Harry.

Approximately within a few minutes.

In the school restroom.

When Malfoy no longer looked as embarrassed as before and put on the clean school uniform that Harry had put in the closet, smelling the faint fragrance coming from the shirt, Malfoy glanced at Harry awkwardly, knotting his head. Baba said:

"Then what happened just now, thank you."

"You're welcome."

Harry smiled casually and said, "I'm just curious, why didn't you use magic to deal with Dudley just now, as you have the talent of a wizard?"

"magic?"

Malfoy's eyes widened and he asked, "You, a Muggle, actually know about wizards? You also know about magic?"

"what?"

Seeing Malfoy's expression of disbelief, Harry couldn't help but asked in confusion: "Don't you know that I am also a wizard?"

"Feel?"

Malfoy asked in surprise: "How do you feel?"

Ok.

I almost forgot that he is a idiot

With a helpless sigh, Harry said with a little loss, "Maybe your family didn't teach you these basic things because you were young. In fact, the way to sense whether other people have magic in their bodies is very simple."

"Simple?"

"how is this possible!"

The talent of a pure-blood wizard cannot be questioned by others.

Malfoy simply couldn't imagine that a child his age in the Muggle world could use magic without a wand.

Immediately, he looked at Harry again, as if he were looking at some kind of monster, and asked in shock: "Are all the students in this school monsters?"

"Like that bastard named Dudley just now. He must be a hybrid troll, right?"

"Troll?"

Harry tilted his head and asked, "What is that?"

"You don't know about trolls?"

His three views were completely overturned. Malfoy's eyes twitched fiercely and he replied: "That is a well-known idiot in the magic world with well-developed limbs and simple mind!"

"Sounds a lot like Dudley."

Thinking secretly, Harry turned to put on a serious face and said in a more serious tone: "Although what Dudley did to you is a bit excessive, it is indeed your fault first, so I think you should tell him Apologize."

"Apologise? Don't even think about it!"

With a cold snort, Malfoy said with ferocious eyes: "Sooner or later, I will teach that bastard a lesson! Yes, in the wizard's way!"

"As you like."

Very disgusted with Malfoy's current attitude, Harry frowned without any trace, vaguely heard the bell ringing for class, opened the bathroom door and prepared to return to the classroom.

In terms of observing words and emotions, Malfoy undoubtedly got the true inheritance from his father.

Keenly observing Harry's change in attitude, Malfoy felt a little disappointed for some reason. Then he quickened his pace and caught up with Harry in front, and asked with a reddish face:

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Harry."

After checking his face slightly, Harry said calmly:

"My name is Harry Potter, Mr. Malfoy."

"Harry"

Repeatedly chanting Harry's name.

Suddenly.

A wisp of majestic wind blew past, blowing the hair on Harry's forehead.

Suddenly noticing the scar between Harry's eyebrows, Malfoy's body froze in place. While his pupils shrank hard, he suddenly screamed:

"Harry Potter?!"

Thrilling emotions surged inside.

Watching Harry's retreating figure, Malfoy never expected that the boy who rescued him before was actually the boy who survived the catastrophe that his father often mentioned.

The boy who defeated the Dark Lord at a young age and would most likely rule the entire wizarding world in the future!

"Is this really an ordinary Muggle school?"

"First a hybrid troll, and then the legendary Harry Potter?"

Suddenly.

Realizing that this seemingly ordinary school was actually a crouching tiger, hidden dragon, Malfoy fell deeply into self-doubt and couldn't help but ponder the deep meaning behind his parents' decision to transfer him here.

the other side.

London.

The Leaky Cauldron.

He brought Lupine here before the appointed time. When Lucius Malfoy, shrouded in a black robe, pulled out his wand and was about to go to Diagon Alley along the Leaky Cauldron, he suddenly noticed Behind him quietly followed a female wizard wearing a mask and an emerald green dress.

With his peripheral vision, he saw the witch flipping her wrist in a subtle way, revealing the mark that belonged to the winery on it. Lucius Malfoy immediately lowered his guard and whispered:

"Moon Prism Power I am Tequila!"

Lucius Malfoy had just finished speaking.

A deep, rough voice came from under the gorgeous and exquisite mask.

"Hey Heidler!"

"I'm"

"Belmode!"

Lucius Malfoy: ""

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Why did Snape have the idiosyncrasy of wearing women's clothing?

Long live!