Chapter 93 Pay Back the Money, Lucius! (Eighth Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 93 Pay back the money quickly, Lucius! (Eighth update~Please subscribe~)

As for this human lackey, Hawke snapped his fingers again, and several bags flew out of the workshop and landed in Harry's hands.

"This is the remaining material you have. Only two pints of the basilisk's venom were used." Hawke smiled flatteringly, "I have already ground the remaining snake bones for you."

"And this is the cost of your order..."

Harry took a glance, put the thing back, waved his wand, and several gold galleons flew out and fell into its hand.

"I'll take the sword first." Harry whispered, and Hawke sent him out with a smile.

As soon as it turned around and looked back, the smile on its face faded. It stared at Legnac and shouted in a stern tone, "Don't stop. It's not your time to rest yet. Hurry up and continue working."

"Mr. Porter is being threatened."

"Get the armor out as soon as possible!"

It wished it had a small leather whip in its hand, and when Legnac relaxed, he could whip it hard.

Harry returns to Flitwick's house.

"Back so soon." Flitwick hadn't even finished his breakfast. He was flipping through the Daily Prophet repeatedly, hoping to find any useful information.

"How long can a sword last?" Harry shook his head, "Professor, can you contact the Malfoy family?"

Flitwick was stunned: "Of course, but you contacted them?"

After saying that, he reacted: "Do you suspect that Black is at Malfoy's house?"

Harry nodded.

"The Ministry of Magic only goes to Malfoy's house every two or three days." Flitwick muttered, "If he hides there, he won't be able to hide from the Ministry of Magic."

Harry said softly: "The most dangerous places are often the safest places."

"He can escape from Azkaban, maybe there is some way to avoid the Ministry of Magic's inspection."

"Black can only get news about his master from Malfoy."

He waved his wand.

The parchment and quill flew out and began to write a sincere letter.

Hedwig reluctantly went to deliver the letter.

Malfoy Manor.

The Malfoy family, which has always called itself the "upper class", has become increasingly deserted in recent days. In order to get rid of the Ministry of Magic officials who have to come every two or three days, he had to bleed a lot.

But those people are very greedy. They hold on to the handle once and refuse to let it go.

Not to mention, at this critical juncture, Sirius Black successfully escaped from prison again, adding insult to injury to the already miserable Malfoy family.

Lucius was a little worried.

He sat in the courtyard, thinking about which Ministry official to turn the page on.

Suddenly an owl flew over, dropped a letter, and flew away in a hurry.

Snap.

The letter fell on his face.

Lucius gritted his teeth. Ever since what happened to the Malfoy family, did even an owl dare to bully him?

He picked up the letter and was startled when he saw the signature on the envelope.

"Harry Potter".

Is this the Potter he thinks of?

This made his face darken.

He opened the letter carefully. There was no curse or spell. The content in the letter was different from what he thought.

There were no curses, even the handwriting was neat, and there was no sign of anger.

His words were quite polite.

That’s it…

In two hours, we are going to visit Malfoy Manor. So hasty?

Before he could figure out how to deal with this legendary savior, there was a snap, and an elf appeared behind him with a timid voice: "Master, there are two wizards visiting outside the manor."

"One is Professor Flitwick of Hogwarts."

"The other is Mr. Potter."

Lucius raised his head and looked towards the entrance of the manor in surprise. He came so fast?

In these two hours, do you include the time it took for the owl to deliver the letter?

Manor entrance.

Harry's face turned green and he looked at Flitwick: "Professor, is this Apparition?"

"How do you feel?" Flitwick looked at him with a smile.

Harry shook his head: "A little better than the Knight Bus, of course, just a little." He raised his hand and made a small distance between his thumb and index finger.

The Knight Bus was a half-day ordeal.

Disapparation imposes half a day's torture on one's body in an instant.

Chocolate-flavored shit, and shit-flavored chocolate.

It seems that this is the case no matter which world is teleported.

"Just get used to it." Flitwick patted his thigh and comforted him softly, "I was not used to this spell when I first started learning it."

"But he's useful."

They chatted.

The manor door was opened.

Lucius, wearing a leaf-green suit, came out with a fake smile on his face and greeted warmly: "Long time no see, Professor Flitwick."

"And the famous Mr. Potter."

"I've been looking forward to meeting you."

Harry interrupted: "Preferably at my funeral?"

Lucius was stunned for a moment, then laughed dryly, somewhat guilty: "How could it be possible? You are still so young..."

"Yes, it will be difficult to start when you grow older." Harry didn't give him any face and stared at him directly.

Lucius gritted his teeth: "I thought Mr. Potter that you wanted to be a serious guest."

"I'm here, two things." Harry got straight to the point.

"The Malfoy family owes the Potter family royalties. It's time to pay them."

Lucius' face froze, he looked at Harry and took a deep breath.

"Are you going to default on your debt?" Harry took a step forward. He was now a head shorter than Lucius and had to look up at him. "The Ministry of Magic might be happy to hear this news?"

"They have another reason."

But Lucius clearly felt that he was the shorter one: "Of course I didn't forget."

"It's just that Mr. Potter was still young before. I think as a relative, the Malfoy family can keep it for you for a while."

"It's my honor to have a distant relative like you who only wants to attend my funeral." Harry sneered, "Can I take the money today?"

Lucius's face froze again: "I will give it to you before school starts."

Harry nodded: "Aha, didn't you say to keep it for me? Do I have to spend time to prepare the money for 'keeping'?"

He emphasized the pronunciation of both keeping.

Lucius took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and his cheeks bulged: "So what's the second thing, Mr. Potter?"

"Where is Sirius Black?" Harry took out his wand.

Lucius narrowed his eyes: "You are not the first person to ask me this question."

"The answer is the same, I don't know."

"Really? I don't believe it." Harry shook his head.

Lucius sneered: "The Ministry of Magic doesn't believe it either. They have searched my house three times in a week and they want to tear up every floor."

"Okay, let's talk about the third thing." Harry didn't put down his wand.

The third thing?

Lucius was stunned and a little surprised: "Didn't you say there were only two things."

"I just remembered it." Harry had a blank expression, "Why, don't you welcome it?"

Lucius gritted his teeth and nodded with difficulty: "Of course, welcome."

There are two more chapters at noon, let me take my time~ I will update it later!