[Comprehensive] Digging a secret tunnel at Hogwarts

If what you are watching is a pirated version, please go to Jinjiang Literature City to support the original version. "Goodbye father, goodbye mother." Al and Draco kissed Lucius and Narcissa one by one, and the eyes of the mother who doted on her sons even overflowed with tears. With tears, she repeatedly explained what she had explained many times during the summer vacation, for fear that her two precious sons would be bullied.

"Okay mom, don't worry, we can take care of ourselves." Draco kissed Narcissa extra, "I can take care of Al too."

Tsk, I don’t know who is taking care of whom.

Al rolled his eyes at Draco's back and rejected his father's suggestion to "wait until Goyle and Crabbe arrive before getting on the train together", knowing in his heart that Lucius just wanted the two children to help his sons carry their luggage.

After getting on the train, Al struggled to put his suitcase in an empty train compartment. Kiki lay on top of him, obediently and motionless.

Draco followed, first placing the cage containing Caesar in the corner of the seat, and then dragged the heavy suitcase in.

"If you hadn't been so anxious to get in the car early, Vincent and Gregory could have picked up our suitcases." Draco complained, slumping on the seat.

"Please, Draco, it's just such a short distance from the platform to here, our young master is tired."

Al looked around cautiously in the train corridor, but found no sign of Pansy. He quickly closed the compartment door, hoping that Pansy would not find him.

He had been hiding from her for half the summer, so you can imagine how painful it would be to be caught on this train.

Pansy would never open the closed boxes one by one. You see, she is a Slytherin.

Al's guess was correct. He didn't find the Malfoy twins on the platform, nor did he see them in the open boxes. Pansy really didn't have the courage to open the boxes one by one to look for them. After all, regardless of other houses, there were many seniors from Slytherin who were also on this train, so Pansy had to sit with two stupid big guys.

Draco was definitely more relaxed just being with his brother. He asked for a bunch of snacks on the train cart and unwrapped a bunch of chocolate frogs in a playful manner, causing the frogs to jump everywhere.

There was a restless chocolate frog lying on Al's hand, and Al had to hold Kiki tightly in his arms to prevent her from eating the chocolate.

"Draco, sooner or later you're going to look like Vincent," he muttered.

"No way." Draco denied flatly. He also opened a few packages of strange-flavored beans, but didn't eat any of them. He was afraid that he would taste something strange and spit it out on the spot.

"Dumbledore, it's him again." Draco pulled out a card and threw it aside. The picture of Dumbledore on the card shrugged.

"I can't stand you anymore, Draco." Al finally couldn't bear the chocolate frogs filling the box and stood up holding Kiki, "I'm going to find Harry."

"Hey" Draco shouted dissatisfied, "You can't do this, Al, you are a Malfoy"

Al stuck out his tongue at Draco and walked away firmly.

He remembered Harry's compartment at the end of the train. In order to prevent Pansy from seeing him, Al put the hood of his robe on his head to block his hair, and trotted to the other end of the train with the cat in his arms.

Harry's box was very easy to find. The door was open, filled with snacks, and there was a conspicuous red head.

Ron is also his favorite character. Although Ron's mind is immature and very childish, he is still a good boy.

"Hi Harry." Al greeted Harry with a smile.

Harry, who was originally studying Bubble Gum, suddenly raised his head, and his messy black hair jumped. When he saw Al, his face was filled with surprise: "Hi, Al."

Al walked across the gap between the snacks on the floor, sat down next to Harry, and nodded to Ron opposite: "Hello, I am Malfoy, Alriss Malfoy."

Ron burst out laughing.

He knew it.

No matter how many times he did it again, Ron would definitely laugh at his last name.

"Ron" Harry said angrily first, "You can't laugh at other people's names."

Ron stuck out his tongue: "Sorry, I'm Ron Weasley."

Ron is not a bad person, he is just a child, and it is inevitable that he will not be able to hide his emotions. The surname "lfoy" means "disloyal", so you can't blame Ron for laughing.

Al didn't care about this. He sat next to Harry and opposite Ron. As soon as his buttocks touched the seat, he heard two excited voices coming from the door of the box.

"I heard"

"Our little brother"

"In this box"

With the last shout that was raised too high, the red-haired twins of the Weasley family almost jumped out of the door.

Al rolled his eyes again.

The ghosts believe that the twins came here because of Ron. They must want to see the legendary Harry Potter again.

Just after their eyes touched Al in the box, the smiles of the Weasley twins completely froze on their faces.

"Oh." What's even more embarrassing is how come George, the little Malfoy boy in the pet shop, is sitting in the same box as the little brother of the Weasley family.

Weasley and Malfoy

This is such a disaster

"Hi, see you again."

Al gave the twins a typical Malfoy smirk.

Harry looked at him in surprise.

Why does everyone know this boy?

Not knowing which one was George, Al's eyes swept over the faces of the two Weasleys.

"Uh hi, what a coincidence, you bought this cat," George said awkwardly but politely.

OMG, when did "polite" appear in the Weasley twins' dictionary?

George and Weasley were often confused about each other; but they never did so just to tease others.

But somehow, George felt that he couldn't play tricks on this little Malfoy. The way he looked at him was so sincere, as if he had been looking forward to meeting him again.

If he knew what George was thinking, Al would definitely roll his eyes for the first time today, and then say: Overthinking, man.

He might just be better at fake smiling.

The Weasley twins are identical. Although they were only in third grade, they had already grown to five and a half feet tall, at least a head taller than Al.

Al's eyes lingered on them for a long time, trying to distinguish which was George and which was Fred.

Yet even their families had trouble telling the two brothers apart, let alone Al.

"I can't believe it, brother." After leaving the suffocating atmosphere in the box, Fred complained to his brother, "Why are you so polite to the Malfoy brat? Normally, you shouldn't throw it at them immediately. A pair of dung bombs?”

George looked at him speechlessly: "Maybe you should notice that Harry Potter is also in that box."

"Yeah, it's my god to chat and laugh with Malfoy together with our little brother." The twins can't escape the "Weasley's Theorem" and hate the Malfoy family deeply. "Maybe he doesn't know that the Malfoy family is full of food." Dead Apostle, Harry Potter’s parents were killed by a mysterious man, he shouldn’t be friends with the person who killed his father.”

"Killing my father's enemy is a bit more serious. After all, Malfoy did not kill the Potters." George said objectively, "To be honest, Alriss Malfoy is pretty good. He is very friendly."

Both times. Whether it was in the pet shop or just in the box, he showed kindness to George.

This is really weird. Did the Malfoy family change their education methods or did a freak finally appear in the Malfoy family?

"This is a small bow made by my father. You are a little smaller than me, so I think you can use this better." Katniss found a bow that was smaller than her bow and arrow from somewhere and gave it to Al. She suddenly showed a suspicious expression and asked, "You were like this when I saw you last time. Why, it's been more than a year and you haven't changed at all."

"You could say you're still so short." Al replied calmly. Boys develop later than girls, and Al is two years younger than Katniss, so even though Katniss is no longer tall, Al is still half a head shorter than her. "I grow very slowly, I can't help it."

George burst out laughing.

Katniss also had a smile on her face. She stood with her legs spread apart and her feet one behind the other. She held the bow and arrow in both hands and raised them flat, demonstrating how to fully draw the bow and arrow: "Like this, put your hands here, Pull hard”

Al followed suit in a standard posture and pulled hard

Couldn't pull. The bow was only pulled halfway, and Al's cheeks were already flushed from the exertion.

Katniss has completely focused on her arrow. On a tree more than fifty meters away, there is a bird that cannot be described as a species, but it is quite large. It is jumping leisurely. Katniss points the tip of the arrow towards Aim it: "Aim at your target, draw the bow full, and let go."

With a whoosh, Katniss's arrow hit the bird's body. She had not yet practiced to the point where every arrow could hit the prey's eyes. The little girl happily ran to pick up the prey she shot, and Al's arrow also shot out. With the same hiss, the arrow flew feebly a few meters away and hit the ground in a parabola. If it got closer, it would Hit Al's toe.

George laughed and fell against the tree trunk

The tips of Al's ears turned red, and he pretended to be calm and walked over to pick up the arrow: "Don't laugh at me, George."

"Okay." George smiled obediently, "Al, I think you need to exercise more."

Al: ""

"I'm a mage, I'm ranged, I don't need physical strength." Al muttered unhappily.

"What are you?" Katniss picked up the prey and walked back when she heard Al's muttering.

"Nothing." Al said quickly.

"Come on, stand as I taught you just now, and I'll teach you again." Katniss put the birds and squirrels together with a smile on her face. Today was a bumper harvest, the prey could be exchanged for a lot of money, and there was candy for Prim in his pocket.

Al, who just wanted to give up archery, immediately stood up. Katniss is a perfect marksman and a long-range fighter.

When the bow was opened again, it could only be stretched so far. Katniss stood behind Al, the two of them very close. She held Al's left hand holding the bow with one hand, and held Al's left hand holding the bowstring with the other hand. He Jian's right hand almost held Al in his arms.

George's face suddenly elongated.

You're still so young, you can't be so ambiguous with girls

The short-term crash course did not improve the bow learning. After teaching for a while, Al could only prevent the arrow from hitting his toes. The sun is setting, and Katniss must go back.