Settle at Hogwarts

"Professor, where are we?"

Tabor looked at the curiosity that couldn't be concealed in Draco's eyes, and suddenly thought of a question. Could it be that this child had never been to the Muggle world before?

“A café in the heart of Cokeworth.”

Draco didn't ask any more questions because the waiter had already brought the coffee and milk.

"Sir, your coffee, and this little gentleman's milk. If you need anything else, just call me."

"Ok."

Tabor responded casually, and after the waiter left, he asked, "Have you never been here before?"

"No."

Draco took some sugar with a small spoon and sprinkled it into the milk.

"Lucius won't let you come?"

"Yes, Professor. Father said Muggles are stupid."

Tabor sighed, this is also the current situation of most pure-blood families.

In the past, wizards lived among ordinary people. Witch doctors and prophets had a very high status in society.

It's just that after 300 years of witch hunting, the wizarding family that considered itself pure was completely separated from the Muggle world.

In order to protect themselves, they can only intermarry with families who are also wizards. Even when dealing with wizards who are ordinary people, they are wary and vigilant.

After being closed for a long time, wizards gradually formed a group and became a group that was separated from the world of ordinary people.

"Actually, ordinary people are not stupid."

Tabor said seriously that in his opinion, there is really no difference between ordinary people and wizards except that they cannot use magic power.

Draco drank the milk with obvious disbelief on his face.

"Do you know Gellert Grindelwald?"

"Well, I know. He was once the most dangerous dark wizard in the world, and was defeated by Dumbledore, the previous principal of Hogwarts. Therefore, Dumbledore is called the greatest white wizard of this century."

Draco opened his mouth, obviously yearning for the powerful wizard.

"Grindelwald set off changes in the wizarding world at that time. He hoped to break the shackles of the law of secrecy and allow wizards to live openly and openly in this world."

Draco looked at the Muggles dressed in different styles in the cafe, wondering if Grindelwald had won, and the people here would look at him with admiration.

Just because he is a noble wizard.

"Isn't this bad? Why don't wizards support Grindelwald?"

Tabor was a little helpless: "Because anyone with a clear head knows that it will be difficult to rule Muggles. If you just live among them, you will probably be persecuted again."

Draco stared at the professor opposite him closely, his already pale face now even more pale.

He had already guessed the answer, but he really couldn't believe it.

Draco had always felt that Muggles were a bunch of idiots who couldn't use magic, and wizards' magic could easily take away their lives.

"The secrecy law actually protects wizards."

"This is impossible!"

Draco suddenly shouted, attracting the attention of everyone in the store.

Tabor smiled apologetically at the people around him, and then rubbed Draco's hair vigorously.

People around him saw that he was just a child, so they didn't pay too much attention to him.

"What, you can't accept it?"

Draco took a deep breath. The world view established in the past 11 years made it impossible for him to abandon the original idea of ​​wizard supremacy so easily. Pure-blood wizards were the most noble concepts among wizards.

"Professor, my dad said..."

Tabor waved his hand, interrupting what Draco wanted to say.He didn't know if Lucius really looked down on Muggles, or if he wanted to protect Draco and keep him away from ordinary people.

No matter what the cause is, the result is the same.

"In the sixteenth century, Lucius Malfoy I was the suitor of Queen Elizabeth I. Moreover, his pursuit failed."

Draco did not refute, he had indeed seen the portrait of this ancestor on the wall.Moreover, Draco felt that Professor Prince would not use such words that could be easily verified to be true or false to deceive him.

Tabor placed a Muggle Exorcism Charm on the table so that no one around would notice anything unusual here.

Then he ordered Draco's milk glass.

"See what Muggles, who you think are weak and stupid, are capable of."

Draco stared at the image that appeared on the milk. He only saw buildings, but he didn't know where they were.

"This place is London. Look, this is just outside King's Cross Station."

Not long after, a metal object flew from the sky, carrying it behind it.

Draco didn't see clearly what it was, but the moment the thing fell, the surrounding houses collapsed and a huge hole appeared on the ground.

"Is this true? It's impossible for a powerful wizard to cause such great damage."

Draco was a little suspicious.

"This is just an impression from the London bombing in 1940. Muggles now have even more terrifying weapons. They can even destroy the entire planet."

Tabor looked out the window at the gray sky, thinking that if the Muggles really destroyed the Earth Star, he might be able to use his existing divine power to travel to other worlds.

However, wizards may also become victims. At least among British wizards, he has not found anyone who can jump out of the planet.

"It's not true, is it?"

Although the pattern on the milk glass was not big, and it was not very spectacular when it was frozen in ruins, it made Draco tremble a little.

You know, even a wizard as powerful as his father can only cause less than one percent of the damage here.

"Unfortunately, the development of Muggles is much faster than we imagined."

Draco was silent for a while, and after obediently drinking all the milk in the cup, he still sat there quietly.

Tabor didn't bother him either. For smart people, with a little guidance, they can figure out many things.

Draco just needed some time to be alone with his thoughts.

After Tubo felt that Draco's body could withstand the pressure of Apparition again, he dropped a note on the table, and then disappeared from the table with the platinum dragon.

No one around noticed the two people leaving. It wasn't until a waiter passed by ten minutes later that he noticed the pounds on the table.

Draco, who returned home, still couldn't recover, which made Narcissa and Lucius once again discover something strange about their son.

"Xiaolong, how is the progress of Mr. Prince's renovation of the Hogwarts Express?"

Narcissa asked carefully.

The familiar environment at home also made Draco relax a little.

"The renovation has been completed, and it should be docked in Hogsmeade now."

Draco said, thinking of the scene of being watched by everyone before, he couldn't help but feel a sense of pride in his heart.

Although those eyes were not directed at him, Draco still felt honored as a witness almost from beginning to end.

"Then can you stay at home well tomorrow?"

Narcissa asked with some anticipation. Seeing that Christmas was approaching and her son ran away every day, she, as a mother, was really worried.

"Yes, I will stay at home until the end of the vacation, and Professor Prince has made a list of books for me."

Draco thought of the densely written book list, and suddenly felt that the world had become darker.

However, the fear of Muggle weapons has been somewhat alleviated.

Narcissa and her husband looked at each other, and both saw the worry in the other's eyes.

Lucius even doubted whether sending his son to an old monster was the right choice.

"Is Mr. Prince very strict with you? Xiaolong! I think your spirit is not good."

Draco touched his soft

"Professor Prince is very nice to me. He just showed me something today."

Draco said, looking up at his father beside him, a man who he felt was omnipotent.

"Dad, are Muggles really stupid?"

"Of course!"

Lucius said without hesitation.

Draco briefly recounted what happened in the coffee shop.

Lucius didn't think anything at first, but when he heard Tubo mention Grindelwald, his expression became a little more serious.

"Impossible! Those dirty and lowly guys are definitely no better than wizards."

Narcissa looked a little crazy, and her usually gentle mask instantly shattered.

Compared to the opportunistic Malfoy family, the Black family from which Narcissa was born undoubtedly pays more attention to blood.

Lucius frowned, obviously dissatisfied with his wife's unladylike behavior.

"Sissi, can you go and rest first? I'll have a few words with Draco."

Narcissa adjusted her mood a little and walked upstairs as gracefully as possible.

Lucius waited until his wife left before sitting next to his son.

"So, what do you think, Draco."

When asked by his father, Draco did not rush to speak. He pondered for a moment and then said: "Professor Prince said that seeing is believing. If you don't know whether it is true, just use your own eyes to observe."

Lucius was first satisfied that his son could think independently, which was very important for a future head of the family.

At the same time, I felt a little sour in my heart. The former Xiaolong was full of words: My dad....Now he seems to have someone else to admire.

In fact, Lucius knew very well that Muggles were developing rapidly.However, as the upper echelons of the wizarding world, a group of people who own most of the wealth and resources naturally have to make choices that are beneficial to the family.

"Draco, I have a little understanding of the current situation in the Muggle world. What Mr. Prince said is not wrong. Do you still remember the Malfoy family's usual style of dealing with things?"

"There is no long-term loyalty, only eternal interests."

On this day, Lucius taught Draco a lot about the Malfoy family, and the portraits on the wall also jumped out to give their own explanations.

By the time the sleepy Draco returned to the room, night had already enveloped the earth deeply.

Tabor didn't know that his "teaching" allowed Draco to enjoy the treatment of the "Malfoy Family Head Training Course" in advance.

The renovation of the Hogwarts Express was completed today, which gave him a sense of comfort in completing the task, and he returned to No. 9 Spider-End Alley in a good mood.

The place has been well taken care of and is very warm, and you can't feel it from inside the house. This is one of the famous slums in Cokeworth.

Tabor walked into the basement and dug out a box from the corner.

Inside was the most precious thing he had ever considered—a stack of real estate certificates.

Except for what was "taken" from others, the rest were saved bit by bit using Galleons for brewing potions.Almost every place is near the original plot point.

Tabor pulled out the certificate for No. 9 Spider End Lane, and then put the rest into a beautiful silver-red box.

"This Christmas gift should be able to make up for the missing gifts in the past ten years."

Having prepared Christmas gifts for Severus and Lily, Tubo turned his attention to the box in the corner.

There are things belonging to the flower grower. Now that the place has entered the 90s with rapid development, it is time for the things to be returned to their original owners.

Tabor slightly deformed his appearance and made his skin a little yellower. As an overseas Chinese, he packed up everything and donated it to the museum.

The next day was Christmas. Tabor had enjoyed a very authentic boat meal on the canal last night. At this time, he was huddled in the warm bed with some aftertaste, when he heard a knock on the door downstairs.

With a sweep of his mind, Tabor saw Severus outside the door.

"Sev, come right up."

Severus walked into Tubo's bedroom holding a box in his hand: "Uncle, it's almost noon now, Lily has prepared lunch."

Tabor waved his hand: "You three can enjoy it as a family, I'm too lazy to move."

Severus was a little helpless. If the person in front of him was not his elder, he would definitely pick up the heavy potion collection and throw it at him.

"Uncle, your health is important. Besides, don't you like to eat... delicious food?"

Tabor glanced sideways at Severus. Did he like eating so obviously?

"You wouldn't come here specifically to ask me to eat at your house."

Severus opened the box: "This gift is too valuable."

Tabor waved his hands indifferently: "There is no reason to return the Christmas gifts you sent out. And for me now, these things have no effect. They will be yours sooner or later."

Before Severus could refuse again, Tabor said decisively: "That's it. If you really think it's valuable, just think of it as the total Christmas gifts and birthday gifts in the past ten years."

Severus moved his lips, but did not continue to speak in rebuttal.

My uncle always has a reason and can convince others.

Tabor sat up from the bed and suddenly thought of the fish in the lake next to Nurmengard.

"Okay, let's go back on Christmas Day and spend more time with Lily and Harry. I have to go out at noon and will be back before dinner."

After Tabor finished speaking, he turned his nightgown into an ordinary black robe and disappeared into the room in an instant.