"Oh, Harry...Is that Harry? It's incredible. I finally saw you... It's definitely a wise choice to come here to buy clothes. Many Hogwarts students come to us to buy them, and now we have one of them. , Well, come with me."

　　

Inside the shop, a pale, thin young man was standing on a stool, and a witch was giving him another dress. Mrs. Morkin asked Harry to stand on a stool next to him and put a robe on him. Then I used a pin to come with a suitable body length, while muttering: "Mr. Zhou, do you need to provide some advice?"

　　

　　 "If you go to school, you can do it as usual," Zhou Yi said. "Students should study with peace of mind...but in addition to the school's requirements, let him add some robes suitable for activities."

　　

　　 "A robe suitable for activities?" Mrs. Morkin became interested.

　　

　　 "Yes." Zhou Yi nodded.

　　

　　 "Can you elaborate?" Mrs. Morkin asked, "It is better to keep some design drawings and the like..."

　　

　　 "Of course." Zhou Yi nodded happily.

　　

　　 "My design room is there." Mrs. Morkin made a decisive decision, and after measuring Harry quickly, she walked towards the design room.

　　

　　 After another witch measured the pale boy, she walked aside, and for a while, there were only Harry and the boy.

　　

　　 "Hey, are you going to Hogwarts too?" the boy said.

　　

　　 "Yes." Harry nodded.

　　

"My father bought me a book next door, and my mother went to the street to buy me a magic wand," the boy spoke deliberately with a long voice, and the tone was also very strange. I don't know why, Harry felt a little bit about it subconsciously. It's not very comfortable, as if there is a feeling that the other party is pretending.

　　

　　 "It's ridiculous." Harry thought to himself. He had met Dumbledore. The really powerful people seemed to be very easygoing. Such posturing was annoying.

　　

　　 "Do you have your own broomstick?"

　　

　　 "No, the school will not allow it."

　　

　　 "Yeah, I can't figure out why the school won't let me take it, I plan to force my dad to buy one for me, and then secretly take it in."

　　

　　 Harry immediately thought of Dudley, which made him even more upset with the boy.

　　

Then, the boy said a lot, including Quidditch and others. Harry was very grateful to Zhou Yi for adding so much common sense to him in these short two days, otherwise he would really have to do it because of himself. I am ashamed of my ignorance.

　　

　　 Harry couldn't help it until the boy said another sentence.

　　

"Is that man your servant just now? In addition to his strange skin color and eyes, he has too much control." The boy dragged his voice and said, "I also like to pretend to be, I told you, you Be careful, this kind of person might..."

　　

　　 "Shut up!" Harry couldn't help but shouted, "I forbid you to say that Zhou!"

　　

"Huh, woohoo?" Then, something stunned Harry happened, after he felt a kind of power pouring out of his body—the boy’s mouth seemed to be closed and couldn’t be opened. Can't tell.

　　

　　 "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

　　

　　 "Oops," Harry thought to himself, "I seem to be in trouble."

　　

　　 Just when he was about to get off the stool to find Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi and Mrs. Morkin came out of the design room together with a robe that looked very fit.

　　

　　 "Zhou!" Harry yelled, and then stopped again. He didn't know what to say instead, "Could it be that I accidentally made a person unable to speak?"

　　

"Oh, it seems that something happened in a short period of time." Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows. As usual, Harry had never thanked Zhou Yi for his mind-reading magic. He always thought that Zhou Yi must have used such magic. Yes, he used to be a little troubled because of this, but now he is even a little grateful, because he doesn't need him to explain the cause of the matter.

　　

　　 "At least the embarrassing part was avoided." Harry thought.

　　

"It's nothing embarrassing, Harry, you did the right thing, and I will only be happy about it," as expected, the next second, Zhou Yi said as a prophet, "As for the kid, since his family won't Teach him to speak, then someone else will teach him, right?"

　　

　　 "What happened?" Mrs. Morkin asked suspiciously, "Where is the other child?"

　　

Soon, the boy came back again. He still covered his mouth, but his expression was no longer panic, but angry and proud. In Harry's view, this was exactly the same as Dudley, because the boy was beside him. Shi also followed a tall and thin wizard with blond hair and gray eyes, leaning on a snake-headed cane.

　　

　　 "It's you, who attacked my son?" The wizard looked at Harry, raising the snake-headed cane in his hand, as if to aim at Harry.

　　 Harry's heart lifted up.

　　

　　 "Quiet." After Zhou Yi's voice, Harry was surprised to find that this time, not only the boy, but also the wizard who came with the boy could not open his mouth. While looking panicked, the snake-headed cane in his hand pointed towards Zhou Yi.

　　

"The magic wand is coming." Zhou Yi said again, still not using the magic wand, Harry almost never saw Zhou Yi using the magic wand, and the snake-headed wand in the hand of the wizard who came with the boy seemed to come alive. The same, moved, twisted dexterously, yes, Harry can only use dexterity to describe, the wand broke free, escaped the wizard's hand, and flew into Zhou Yi's hand.

　　

"Eighteen inches, elm wood, dragon heartstring, inlaid in this snake-head cane, I have to say, your taste is really bad, but snake... Death Eater, Voldemort?" Zhou Yi shook the snake-head cane. The temperament of the whole person became different in an instant, no longer the gentleness before, but a sharpness in the elegance. Harry felt that even if Zhou Yi did not speak at this time, he would definitely be the most eye-catching among the crowd. The presence.

　　

　　 "..." The name Voldemort seemed to carry terrible magic. The tall and thin wizard's eyes, which had been horrified because of a series of changes, shrank sharply, and quickly stepped back several steps, as if he was about to escape.

　　

"Stop." Zhou Yi said. Everyone can see clearly this time. Zhou Yi really just said this sentence, and then the wizard's body seemed to be imprisoned by something invisible. His lower body was completely immobile, his upper body was completely immobile. It seems to be controlled by himself, which looks quite funny.

　　

"Now, be quiet and listen to me, Mr. Lucius Malfoy," Zhou Yi said, putting the snakehead cane aside, "No matter what your son tells you, anyway, this matter is yours. The mistake caused by the son, if you want to use power to solve this matter, then I am happy to use strength to teach you how to behave. Don't doubt the ability of a top wizard.

　　

If you want to use your strength to solve this problem, you can, I will wait for you at Hogwarts. By the way, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself, right, it’s not too late to make it up. I’m Zhou Yi, from China. China, Hogwarts is the new Defence Against the Dark Arts course professor. Your revenge is very welcome. You seem to be a member of the Hogwarts board of directors. However, before revenge, I suggest you think about it first, otherwise... Haha , As a former Death Eater, don’t know how much you still have to do with your master? I'm really curious..."

　　

"Okay, I'm done with my words, you can leave, take your ineffective son who can only take pictures of cats and tigers..." Zhou Yi waved his hand, and the magic that was covering Lucius was released, and there was no reaction at all. Lucius fell directly to the ground, quite embarrassed.

　　

　　 "That's right, and this... Your movements seem a bit unstandard, Mr. Malfoy." Zhou Yi threw the snakehead cane back to Lucius.

　　

"..." Lucius took up his cane, sat up, didn't even care about the dust on his body, didn't say a word, didn't even dare to look at each other, and left with the little boy directly. The boy lost his previous look, even though the magic had been unlocked, he still covered his mouth, as if stunned.

　　

　　 "Mr. Zhou, Mr. Malfoy is very powerful." Mrs. Morkin kindly reminded Zhou Yi.

　　

　　 "I understand, but his power is nothing more than something built on the bubble," Zhou Yi shrugged, "The former Death Eater, if there is nothing in his house, I don't believe it."

　　

　　 "Speaking of which, you are so bold, you dare to call the mysterious person's name directly..." Madam Morkin shook her head with an incredible face.

　　

　　 After a few more chats, Zhou Yi left with Harry after paying the money.

　　

　　 "Am I in serious trouble?" Harry couldn't help but asked worriedly, "That person, is a member of the Hogwarts School board?"

　　

　　 "Yes, but so what?" Zhou Yi said calmly, "Do you think I cared about his face or took care of his feelings at the time?"

　　

　　 Harry shook his head decisively.

　　

"Before doing anything, it is best to think about the consequences and assess whether you can afford them, Harry," said Zhou Yi, "Do you know why Principal Dumbledore can be respected by so many people? ?"

　　

　　 "Because... he is strong?" Harry thought of the "strength is the most important" thought Zhou Yi had always instilled in him.

　　

"Yes, that's why he can be so powerful. As long as he wants, the Minister of Magic is his, but he doesn't want it." Zhou Yi nodded, "When the strength is strong enough, what you can do will correspond to it. It’s a lot more, whether it’s the Dark Lord or Dumbledore. Of course, it’s better to do good... we're here, your final destination."

　　

　　 Zhou Yi pointed to a small shop in front of him, and Harry looked up—

　　

　　【Ollivander: Well-made wands since 382 BC】