I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world - #151 - Chapter 151 Invitation

At night, Ian sat alone in front of the window, quietly waiting for the countdown in his mind. When the time slot was cleared, his figure suddenly disappeared.

The illusive figures in the candy store gradually solidified. Compared with the night over there, it was early morning here in Diagon Alley. After a simple wash, I went downstairs, opened the store door, hung up the business sign, and sat quietly alone. Reading a book behind the counter.

Not surprisingly, within a few hours, not a single business was done, not even a single customer entered the store.

Faced with such performance, he was not surprised. After all, the magical world of the British Isles is so big. I just finished making trouble at the Ministry of Magic, and no one should come to visit me for a year and a half. Moreover, the location here is relatively remote, and there will be no foreign tourists coming here to buy candies. There should not be too many candy shops on the main street.

Seeing that the time was approaching noon, just when he was about to get up and find a place to have lunch, the bell hanging on the door rang.

“Ding ding ding!”

The crisp sound made Ian a little surprised. Is there really a guest in the relationship? But after seeing the person clearly, the smile he had just put on turned into a bitter smile.

The visitor was young but mature, wearing a gorgeous dress, with a slicked back hair, and his platinum blond hair was meticulously taken care of. It’s just that the hairline on the forehead has a faint protest, which makes people think of Old Tom’s shiny head.

“welcome!”

…

Malfoy looked at everything around him with some restraint. Ever since his father told him last night that he would be the one to deliver the invitation today, he had been tossing and turning all night, unable to sleep. The time in Diagon Alley cast too many shadows on him, as if he was alone and being stared at by a giant dragon, and he felt like he would be greeted by the scorching flames of dragon’s breath in the next second.

It was originally agreed that the owl would deliver the invitation, but when my father came back from the Ministry of Magic a few days ago, he changed his mind. Not only did he prepare everything needed for the banquet in advance, but he also asked him to put on a formal dress and deliver the invitations in person to show respect.

I have preset it at the door many times just now, but it seems that none of the situations he preset have appeared. Especially when the other party greeted him with a smile, he couldn’t help but feel relieved. At the same time, he gently touched his chest with his skillful right hand and saluted.

“Dear Mr. Titus, on behalf of the Malfoy family, I send you an invitation to visit our manor tomorrow.”

After Malfoy finished speaking, he held the invitation in both hands and placed it in the air, waiting for the other party to take it.

…

Here, the moment Ian saw the slicked back and platinum blond hair, he knew that the candy business was probably over.

He was not surprised by the politeness and respect of fellow student Malfoy. The last time there was such a big fuss, the Malfoy family, as an established local pure-blood family, had no reason not to know about it. It was even possible that the old Malfoy was present at the time.

“I understand, don’t worry, I will go to the appointment when the time comes. After all, I promised.” With that, he took the invitation. However, the gilded fonts on it always made him feel like he was being invited by a certain coal boss, rather than a pure-blood family that had been passed down for thousands of years.

“Then…do you want more candy?” After much hesitation, Ian couldn’t help but ask. Mainly because he felt that if he missed this time, the candy shop might not be open during the entire summer vacation.

“Want…candy?” Malfoy was also a little nervous by this sudden question. “Then, do I want it or not?” He felt that all the etiquette he had learned before was useless at this moment. Just as he was racking his brains to think about the deep meaning behind this sentence, another voice came out of his ears.

“Don’t be nervous. This is a candy store, so I asked you if you need to buy some candies to take home to eat?” Ian suddenly felt that it was really difficult to do business… He didn’t know what was happening deep in Azkaban at this moment. How did Les last 20 years?

“Then how much do I need to buy?” Malfoy said and took out his wallet, holding it in his hand with some anxiety.

Hearing these words, Ian’s eyes twitched and he waved his hand tiredly. “You can go home now. You might be able to catch lunch. Also, I will keep my appointment on time.”

After saying this, he ignored Malfoy, who was possessed by Neville. He could sort of see that the old Malfoy couple really doted on their son, completely allowing him to avoid the training that a pure-blood heir should have.

After the other party left, he walked out the door, took down the business sign, and walked straight to the Leaky Cauldron. Compared to having lunch elsewhere, he still felt more comfortable staying at the Leaky Cauldron.

…

Pushing open the door of the Leaky Cauldron, there was an endless stream of lively noises. At this time, the person standing behind the bar was not the familiar old Tom, but a girl with two twin ponytails. Her chubby and baby-fat face was filled with helplessness. Even so, he still stood on the chair and worked in an orderly manner, wiping cups, pouring wine, collecting change, etc.

“Her Royal Highness the Queen of the Universe!” Ian thought to himself.

“Hi, Hannah!” He walked up and said hello. “A butterbeer and a pumpkin pie.”

He was no stranger to Hannah. After all, when he first entered the school, he had been taking first-year courses, and he was also in a group with Hufflepuff. He was almost half a classmate, although he rarely communicated with her.

“Okay, wait a moment.” Hannah responded mechanically, then suddenly raised her head to confirm the person, and said with some surprise: “Ian! Oh my god, it’s really you. I heard grandpa said you are also in Diagon Alley. Open a candy store?”

“Otherwise, after all, I will be in fourth grade when school starts. Now I have to at least plan my life after graduation, and I don’t want to go to the Ministry of Magic to work.” Ian shrugged and said with a chuckle.

After hearing this, Hannah nodded seriously and said in a somewhat old-fashioned way: “Indeed, the Ministry of Magic is not an easy place, although it is still sought after by many people.”

While he was chatting with Hannah, he was suddenly interrupted by a voice next to him.

“It seems that you are getting along very well at Hogwarts.” Old Tom was standing next to the bar at some point.

“Of course, when you go to Hogwarts to study, you don’t have to know Harry Potter, but you must know Hannah!” Ian said with a pun.

But it was obvious that the old Tom opposite did not understand the meaning of this sentence, but it did not affect his own interpretation. He said loudly: “To be honest, as long as our Abbot family goes to Hogwarts to study, we will always be the first.” A person who wears the Sorting Hat has never changed in thousands of years.”

In contrast to Old Tom’s pride, Hannah helplessly covered her forehead with her hands, gritted her teeth and said, “I was also the first to be called upon for the exam…”

Obviously, Hannah has not yet let go of her ranking in the previous exam. This is normal. For one-on-one practical exams, others can wait outside the door, or communicate with each other to relieve their emotions.

And she is always the first person called into the office.

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