Chapter 96 Draco, call me uncle

Harry looked at a loss. After being pulled by Lockhart to take a picture, Lockhart gave him another set of his works. He couldn't take it or put it away.

"Go ahead, I'm giving this to you for free." Lockhart showed his trademark bright smile, seemingly proud of his generous act.

"I'll do it." Ron's mother, Molly Weasley, took the book. Her face was red and she was also a fan of Lockhart.

She smiled excitedly and said, "I'll line up and have Mr. Lockhart's signature on each of these books."

"This..." Harry looked at her expression, nodded, and walked out of the crowd.

"Hey!" Hermione looked at him with some envy: "You and Mr. Lockhart took a photo. This photo will probably appear in the newspaper tomorrow. It's unbelievable. It would be great if I had such treatment."

Ron gave her a disgusted look, as if he didn't understand why she was obsessed with Lockhart.

As they talked, several people walked out, squeezed out of the crowd, and arrived at the entrance of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.

Suddenly, a voice called out to Harry, and a figure with light blond hair and a pale face came down the stairs.

"You must be very proud of yourself, Potter." Draco Malfoy said sarcastically:

"The famous Harry Potter is on the front page of the news every time he comes to the bookstore. It's really an 'enviable' treatment."

Harry stared at his face, finding him still so repulsive.

He was about to open his mouth to retort, but Ron's sister, Ginny Weasley, stood in front of him.

"I said, stay away from him." Ginny, with her long blond hair and sharp eyes on her white face, actually wanted to protect Harry.

"Oh?" Draco glanced at her and sneered: "I didn't expect you would have a 'little girlfriend' after not seeing each other for a long time, Potter?"

"You..." Ron was a little angry.

"Draco." The door of the bookstore opened at this moment, and a tall figure with long light blond hair came in.

The visitor was Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy. He glanced at Draco and said:

"I said, be nice to your friends."

Draco looked at Harry and the others coldly, and finally closed his mouth.

"Are you Harry Potter?" Lucius half-smiled.

He stretched out his right hand and said with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Potter."

Harry was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the other party's intention was, but out of politeness, he shook hands with Lucius.

"Please forgive me..." Lucius said.

Harry was stunned, wondering why the other party suddenly said this.

But the next moment, he understood.

Lucius suddenly pulled Harry over roughly and uncovered his hair, revealing the 'lightning scar' on his forehead.

"Oh." Lucius admired the scar and smiled: "This scar of yours has long become a legend, just like the wizard who left this scar on you is also a legend..."

"Voldemort killed my parents." Harry said, interrupting the other person.

He stared into the other person's eyes and replied word for word: "He is just a murderer, nothing else."

Lucius looked at him in surprise, then smiled: "How dare you mention that person's name? What an admirable courage. I believe you must also be an ignorant person."

"Only a coward would be afraid to mention this name." Hermione suddenly spoke up behind Harry.

She stared at Lucius coldly: "The more you are afraid of the person who mentions this name, the more afraid you will be of him himself."

Lucius squinted his eyes, looked at her, and said, "I know you, Miss Granger, Draco once mentioned you to me."

He smiled and said: "I remember that your family seems to be all 'Muggles', right? You are really talented. You can stand out from the 'Muggles' and come to our world."

His tone was full of condescension, which made Hermione's face darken.

Ron was about to speak when Lucius turned to look at him and said:

"Let me guess, red hair, expressionless face."

"There are also worn-out second-hand books..." He reached out and took out a few second-hand books he had just bought from the basket Ginny was carrying, and then said with a sarcastic smile:

"Looks like you can only be the Weasley family?"

"Lucius." Ron's father, Arthur Weasley, suddenly came from the crowd at Flourish and Blott Bookstore.

Lucius turned back and looked at him in surprise.

"You go out first, children." Arthur said to Harry and the others.

"It turned out to be Mr. Weasley." Lucius smiled.

Arthur looked unhappy, as if he heard his sarcasm towards the children.

He said, "It seems very bad of you to behave like this, Lucius."

"Mr. Weasley." Lucius answered the question and said with narrowed eyes:

"The Ministry of Magic is very busy, right? There have been so many raids. I hope they can pay you overtime for your hard work."

He paused, raised the second-hand book in his hand, and joked:

"But it seems that you haven't received overtime pay. Your family seems to be still having a hard time. You even have to buy second-hand things like this. It really embarrasses the wizard."

"My opinion is different from yours." Arthur said coldly.

He seemed to be a poor man of words, so he was still ridiculed verbally by Lucius many times, and he was helpless.

"What a pity." Lucius put the book back into Ginny's basket and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry to see you degenerate, Mr. Weasley. Just now, you seemed to be chatting with Miss Granger's 'Muggle' parents?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was stunned. A brown-haired young man in a black robe came out of the door with a calm step.

"Mr. Carmel?" Lucius suddenly spoke.

Meka Anders looked at him and said, "Oh? It turned out to be Mr. Malfoy."

"It's me, it's me." Lucius laughed: "It's fate, Mr. Carmel. After we parted last time, I thought it would take a long time to see each other again. I didn't expect to get together here today."

Harry and his friends were a little surprised. They saw Lucius walking towards the expressionless brown-haired young man in a flattering way, holding his hand with both hands, full of enthusiasm.

"Who is this?" Harry asked.

But no one knew.

Ron looked at his father Arthur, who shook his head: "I don't know either."

Arthur was also staring at the brown-haired young man, thinking that the young man might be of extraordinary status, so that Lucius could entertain him with such a warm attitude.

"Who could it be?" He was also frowning and thinking.

On the other side, Draco was also staring at the face of the brown-haired young man, and then looked at the face of his father Lucius.

He also frowned, wondering if his father was too "flattering" to be so enthusiastic about a young man.

"Draco." Lucius suddenly pulled him in front of the brown-haired young man and said with a smile:

"Mr. Carmel, this is my son."

"Oh?" Meka smiled at him.

Lucius immediately looked at Draco sternly and said, "Call me Uncle Carmel."

Draco hesitated, and finally spoke reluctantly under his father's stern eyes:

"Uncle Carmel."

"You are really young, it's great." Meka said with a smile.

"Mr. Carmel is also very young." Lucius laughed,

"This is my business card. I didn't have time to give it to you last time."

"By the way." Lucius asked, "Mr. Carmel came here to see Lockhart?"

Meka looked at the figure surrounded by the crowd inside and shook his head, saying, "I just came to buy some books. It has nothing to do with Lockhart."

Next to him, Hermione stared at Meka's face, which attracted Meka's attention.

He looked at Hermione and Harry and the others beside him, and glanced at Ginny's basket of old books without leaving a trace, and asked:

"Is this your friend, Mr. Malfoy?"

Lucius was about to answer "no", but suddenly heard Meka laugh:

"It seems that you have a good relationship with people, and you have friends everywhere."

Lucius was speechless for a moment. He glanced at the few people, then nodded, and laughed:

"Yes, that person is my colleague and my good friend, and these are his family members."

Arthur and the children looked at each other with a strange look.

Lucius was still mocking them the previous moment, and the next moment, under the "flattery" of the brown-haired young man, Lucius changed his words and called them "friends".

At this time, even Draco's face turned red, feeling a little embarrassed.

"Dad is really..." He was unhappy.

"I see." Meka exchanged a few simple pleasantries with him and left with an excuse.

"Friends..." Ron muttered as he looked at the remaining Lucius and the other two.

Draco immediately glared at him fiercely, his face flushed, and he felt that he was going to lose all his face.

"Let's go, Draco." Lucius also put away his smile.

He was also looked at by Arthur's eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable, and hurriedly left Flourish and Blotts with Draco.

...

"Dad." In Diagon Alley, Draco couldn't help asking:

"Why are you so... enthusiastic towards that person?"

"You don't understand, Draco." Lucius glanced at him and said:

"Mr. Carmel is probably the direct descendant of an ancient family, and the most outstanding young man I have seen in recent years."

"It is only good for us to make friends with such people, not bad."

Draco was a little dissatisfied with this answer, thinking that his father was vague, but he didn't dare to speak directly, just looked up at his father again.

Lucius saw his "seeking knowledge" eyes, took a few steps, and finally explained:

"Our Malfoy family has been able to continue to this day and prosper until now, relying on the intricate network of people."

"I made friends with people like Carmel because I saw his "huge potential". He has a family behind him to support him. He has wealth that ordinary people envy, powerful magical power, and decisiveness and ruthlessness that ordinary people don't have."

"I know you think I'm "shameful" for doing this, but Draco, as long as we make friends with Mr. Carmel and wait for him to grow up, we will get unimaginable rewards."

"If our family falls into some kind of crisis in the future, perhaps, as long as he grows up, this crisis will be eliminated. This kind of thing happened when your great-grandfather was alive..."

...

"Who is this person?" Hermione looked thoughtful.

She and Harry stayed at the door, watching the brown-haired young man holding many books. They were wrapped in a layer of book covers, and they couldn't see what type of books they were.

Then, to her surprise, the brown-haired young man actually smiled at her and walked out of Flourish and Blotts.

"He smiled at me?"

Hermione was very surprised. She actually felt that the brown-haired young man's smile to Lucius was distant, but his smile to her was very peaceful and gentle.

She was thinking, could it be that she had met this brown-haired young man before, so he was more kind to her?

"Hermione, do you know him?" Harry also saw him asking.

But the group of people talked for a long time, but still had no results.

The identity of this brown-haired young man was simply hidden in the fog, making people want to know it, but they couldn't see it at all.

...

On the other side, after Maeka bought all the books and items needed for the start of school, he went to Diagon Alley again and collected almost all the materials for his "ritual". Only the last material was missing.

"A branch of the Whomping Willow." After finding a place to stay in Diagon Alley, Maeka wrote down the last material of the "ritual" on paper.

He searched for several days but couldn't find it. Maybe he didn't find the right place.

Now that school is about to start, all he can rely on is the Whomping Willow in Hogwarts.

So, while Maika was waiting, it was time to go to school.

Maika took all his things, put them in a bag with gold lace, and then set off for King's Cross Station in London.

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