#66 - Chapter 66 Is your family rich? - Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

Sebastian sat at a booth in Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, contentedly eating his ice cream.

He'd been shopping all morning.

So tired!

More tiring than fighting a Gryffindor...

He decided to rest for a bit with some ice cream.

After Harry picked out his wand, they would go to London for a grand meal.

In the afternoon, they would continue shopping in London's commercial center, which would probably be even more tiring than now.

At least, when shopping in the magical world, the things he bought could all be put into his Undetectable Extension Charm bag.

In the Muggle world, carrying big bags and small bags was truly exhausting...

Sebastian really wanted to massage his legs, but to maintain his image, he could only grit his teeth and bear it.

"Sebastian, I didn't expect to run into you here eating ice cream. What a coincidence."

A slow and deliberate voice came from the side, interrupting Sebastian's leisurely mood.

Sigh...

His leisurely time was over.

He couldn't even have a moment to himself.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

Standing before him was Lucius Malfoy, tall and slender, with long, silver-white hair neatly draped over his shoulders.

His face was pale as snow, his features exquisite, exuding a sense of coldness and nobility.

However, his eyes were icy gray, filled with an arrogant and disdainful air, flashing with gloomy light.

He wore a well-tailored, high-quality black robe, paired with expensive silver jewelry, fully displaying the majesty and pride of a pure-blood aristocrat.

Sebastian had mixed feelings about Lucius, both despising his poor judgment in investing in Voldemort and admiring his ability and courage in supporting the Malfoy family at such a young age.

After joining the Death Eaters, he quickly became one of Voldemort's most trusted servants.

After Voldemort disappeared, he quickly sided with the Ministry of Magic and, with his skillful maneuvering, helped a group of pure-blood families escape the Ministry's purge.

Now, those extremist pure-blood families all followed the Malfoy family's lead, and Lucius himself had become the representative of those families.

He was also the representative of the fence-sitting Death Eaters in Sebastian's eyes, which was why the Swann family and the Malfoy family had enjoyed a honeymoon period for a long time.

When Snape was first conscripted into the Death Eater ranks, it was also Lucius who took care of him.

Therefore, even now, the Swann family and the Malfoy family were still close business partners.

"Senior, what a coincidence. Are you here to buy something or to handle family business? Have a seat, I'll treat you to ice cream."

"Draco kept clamoring to come," Lucius said, sitting in the seat next to him with a doting smile on his face, "Narcissa and I brought him to Diagon Alley for a stroll today because it's a weekend."

"We might as well prepare his school supplies. Anyway, the list for first-years is the same every year."

"After Draco enters Slytherin, he will need you and Severus to take care of him."

"Easy, easy," Sebastian said, turning his head to look around, "Where are Narcissa and Draco?"

"They went to Ollivander's to buy a wand. I saw you sitting here, so I came over to say hello."

Buying a wand?

What a coincidence?

Harry was there too.

Could they become friends now?

That would be interesting!

......

At the same time, inside Ollivander's shop, a little boy with a head full of blond hair saw Harry, who was picking out a wand.

"Hello, I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy!"

Malfoy raised his head slightly, introducing himself with a proud expression.

The black-haired boy in front of him should also be a Hogwarts freshman this year; otherwise, he wouldn't be here to buy a wand.

Good, the noble Malfoy needed some lackeys. After all, his father had said, 'When you're out there, you need to have influence'.

Boy, you better hurry up and curry favor with me!

"Hello, I'm Harry Potter, nice to meet you."

Although Harry felt that the little boy in front of him was a bit strange, he still friendly extended his right hand.

"Harry Potter?!"

Malfoy raised his voice in surprise.

"Are you that Harry Potter? Do you have a... on your forehead?"

Before he could finish speaking, he noticed the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead.

Merlin!

It was actually the real Harry Potter.

Good, the noble Malfoy needed a friend like this.

You will obtain Malfoy's true friendship.

"Hello, we're friends now," he hurriedly extended his hand and shook Harry's hand, "Are you buying a wand? I can give you one!"

"No need, I can buy it myself, I have pocket money."

Harry laboriously pulled his hand away. He felt that the little boy's attitude had changed a bit too much, making him very uncomfortable.

"Pocket money? That's just a few coins. You should keep it. Let young master Malfoy pay for you! Today, I'll let you see the Malfoy family's wealth!"

"Pfft!" A soft laugh came from the side, immediately provoking Malfoy's angry glare.

Who was so bold? Mocking the Malfoy family!

Huh?

He had come in too quickly just now and hadn't noticed. This seemed to be Mrs. Swann...

Malfoy's mind was a bit overwhelmed.

Could it be that Harry Potter had come with Mrs. Swann?

"That..." Harry's voice sounded, "Aunt Mia just gave me one thousand Galleons to use as my pocket money."

Harry was a bit curious. After a morning of shopping, he had a good idea of the purchasing power of one thousand Galleons.

However, judging from Malfoy's meaning, he seemed to look down on this little bit of money. How rich was the Malfoy family?

Interesting!

This could be considered an increase in knowledge, deepening his understanding of the magical world.

"One thousand Galleons? Pocket money?"

Malfoy's face turned red and white. He felt ashamed, and it was a big shame.

He had just wanted to show off his wealth, but he had been slapped in the face on the spot, and he couldn't even refute it.

"Malfoy, you haven't said how much your pocket money is! Tell me quickly, satisfy my curiosity!"

Hearing this, Malfoy felt both ashamed and angry.

You thick-browed, big-eyed guy, you're deliberately watching me make a fool of myself, aren't you!

He glared angrily at Harry, then pulled his mother and walked out.

"Mom, I'm a little hungry. Let's go eat first, and then come back to buy a wand later."

Why did he seem angry?

Harry innocently glanced at Mia, who was laughing uncontrollably, shrugged, and continued to pick out a wand.

......

At 8 p.m., Harry sat on the sofa, playing with his beloved wand with a heavy heart. He really had too many questions.

"What are you thinking about, Harry?"

Noticing that Harry had something on his mind, Mia sat next to him and asked softly.

"If you have any worries, just say them out. Sebastian and I will help you."

"I was just thinking," Harry's eyes were full of doubt, "How did my parents die? Did they really die in a car accident?"

"I saw a lot of the wonders of wizards today, so I don't believe they died in a car accident!"

"Car accident?" Mia looked at Sebastian in confusion, "Who said that? Did Petunia tell you?"

"Yes," Harry's voice became agitated, "I want to know the truth. Can you tell me?"

Mia hesitated, not knowing how to tell Harry the cruel truth.

"Harry."

Seeing Mia's difficulty, Sebastian took the initiative to speak, his voice gentle yet firm.

"The situation here is very complicated and very cruel. Are you prepared to bear the truth?"

Cruel truth?

There really was a secret!

Harry became excited. No matter how cruel it was, he had to know everything.

He sat up straight, his gaze firm and sharp, looking directly into Sebastian's eyes.

"I'm ready, please tell me everything!"

"Your parents were killed by a guy named Voldemort."

Sebastian's voice slowly sounded, gradually recounting the story that happened after Voldemort rose to power...

"In the end, your mother Lily stood in front of Voldemort with her body."

"She cast a very ancient magic to protect you, after which she was brutally murdered."

"Because of this protective spell, the curse Voldemort fired at you was bounced back, hitting himself. He was also seriously injured as a result and completely disappeared."

"And you, the only survivor at the scene, are known as the savior of the magical world."

Hearing this, Harry burst into tears, sobbing uncontrollably.

Sebastian's voice became somewhat deep.

"Harry, no matter what others say, you need to be clear that your mother is the one who saved everything."

"One day, that great demon will make a comeback!"

"One day, he will hunt you down again."

"The question is..."

Sebastian's voice became serious.

"When that day comes, will you have the courage to stand up and face that great demon?"

"When that day comes, will you have the courage to wave your wand at him and avenge your parents?"

"When that day comes," Sebastian's voice paused for a moment, "Do you have the strength to defeat him?"

Harry's eyes were red, he suddenly wiped away a handful of tears, and said hatefully.