Chapter 178 Draco Malfoy gets permission

Chapter 621 Draco Malfoy with permission

The weather in England is always mostly rainy.

What's even more outrageous is that the rain comes very suddenly, and it comes several times from time to time in 24 hours a day.

In addition, the sky is a bit gray most of the time.

It is impossible to judge the sudden attack of rain.

It's the same today.

When Luna and Ryan went to the pet store called Magic Zoo, Harry, Ron, and Draco were ready to go to Hagrid's hut again.

However, halfway through the road, there was a torrential rain.

What's worse is that the road to Hagrid's hut at the edge of the Forbidden Forest is a downslope.

In addition, the grass under their feet is soft and wet, and there is slippery mud.

It was difficult for the three of them to speed up and walk quickly.

As for Harry, who should have been able to handle the situation with ease, he had a strong body after the transformation, blood replaced by silver potion, and a superb pace that Ryan called "lifting" that was like magic, which he had trained in hundreds of dreams with vampire Snape, headless knight Sirius, and troll Dumbledore in various environments.

However, due to Ron who was hanging on his right side,

he could only walk towards Hagrid's cabin with one step deep and one step shallow, just like the other two.

He didn't even use magic.

However, they didn't get close. When they were about a hundred meters away from the cabin, everything changed.

An invisible shield suddenly appeared in the air.

It was a cover like an inverted iron pot made of a medium that would not be seen if it weren't for the rain hitting and flowing along the edge.

The disgusting feeling of slipping, sinking and being difficult to escape under their feet disappeared.

Instead, it was the feeling of stepping on a solid, dry, and friction-rich cobblestone floor.

"It's Hagrid!" The three of them looked at the cabin.

The door of the cabin was already open.

Hagrid's huge body was already looming behind the door.

They looked down and saw that they were no longer stepping on grass and mud.

Instead, they were stepping on mid-air.

Ron shook off Harry and ran towards the cabin excitedly.

This feeling of being suspended in mid-air and down to earth made Ron like a wild horse.

And Draco was not much better.

His pale face with cold rain slowly emerged with a trace of heat and blush.

He walked slowly with his chest held high, his head raised, and his butt sticking out in a very strange manner.

It seemed that the road to the cabin was a red carpet, and on both sides of the red carpet were a group of reporters carrying cameras.

Draco gave Harry this feeling now.

However, before Harry had time to think about the two people's behavior, Hagrid's voice rang in his ears.

"Harry, you're here!"

Harry, who was walking quickly forward, raised his head, but there was no trace of Hagrid.

He only saw Hagrid holding Hephaestus, and both of them waved at them.

Ron ran faster, Draco quickened his pace, and even Harry began to jog.

However, when approaching the wooden house, another warm and dry touch swept over his entire skin.

The clothes soaked in rain became dry, and the wet hair mixed with hair oil also regained the freshness when he just went out.

It was Hephaestus, who stretched out three big hands made of flames and swept over the three people.

After a while, Hagrid saw that the three people had walked into the wooden house.

The shield in the air disappeared, and the rain that was sliding down along the arc fell to the ground.

The door closed automatically, and three benches were slightly suspended and came behind the three people like drifting racing cars, and then slowly fell to the floor.

"Sit--" All three of them sat down. The table by the wall also appeared in the center of the room, just like the bench just now, in front of the three people.

The teacup, the plate, the knife and fork were all lifted by a pair of invisible hands and appeared at the elbows of the three people.

The teacup was filled with steaming tea.

Three thick rock cakes and some fried sausages also appeared on the plate.

Facing the rock cakes that they had not seen for a long time, Harry and Ron both ate the sausages timidly.

Only Draco, who had never seen rock cakes before, confidently cut with a knife, and then-stuck.

He tried to pull it out with force, but until veins appeared, the knife remained in the original position.

"Merlin's beard! What is this?"

"Rock cake, very chewy, the filling is beef, with black pepper and onions!" Hagrid touched his beard proudly, "Lian came here recently, and I made too much."

"Do you know that Ryan?" Draco couldn't help but become interested.

He gave up the duel with the knife.

Ryan Smith, Harry's roommate.

But Harry, Ron, Neville, and even Ginny were all very secretive about him.

He had almost no impression of this person.

He couldn't even remember what he looked like.

Harry and Ron were not surprised by Draco's curiosity.

They all thought it was because Draco was knocked out of the car by Ryan's magic when they were just starting school and were on the train.

They had no idea that Draco didn't know what Ryan looked like and that he had forgotten about it.

And Ryan, who was choosing a catkin with Luna, "looked" over because his name was called.

He smiled slightly.

Draco remembered everything on the train and Ryan's appearance.

However, he didn't find it strange at all.

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It seems that he has never forgotten it.

Ryan's previous blockade of Draco was entirely due to one thing.

That is, the attention of the gods is magical.

Although Ryan is only a demigod, he has the kingdom of God and the Moon Phantom, which has the ability to change reality almost like the alternate world of Dio after he ascended to heaven in JOJO's Bizarre Adventure.

His attention can be said to be the same as that of the gods.

Those he loves will receive invisible blessings, and their fortunes and mental states will be much better.

And those he hates will naturally be depressed and unlucky all day long.

Draco Malfoy is the guy he has always hated.

Of course, this hatred is based on the original Draco Malfoy.

It has nothing to do with the current world line.

Therefore, Ryan will not set a curse-like attention on him for this.

But the subconscious malice still exists.

Although Ryan can control the magic of this attention, it also consumes a little insignificant energy that can be restored in an instant.

It's worthless to spend it on Draco.

But now, Ryan, who was in a good mood because of Luna, agreed to Draco's knowledge of his information.

All the memories buried in the heart by the secret magic surfaced one by one.