MTL - 94 Diagon Alley-Chapter 148 Festival

Any quest for Draco Malfoy? A hairy boy. But Ron kept winking at her, and it took Gwen a long time to understand that he was implying himself, not to deny Harry's suspicions too quickly.

"Last time you ran too fast, I didn't have time to ask." Gwen immediately shifted his target, "Why don't you tell me what you overheard in Knockturn Alley? Every word matters."

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione together, counting on her extraordinary intelligence to help.

Hermione blinked and sighed, "You can't think of me as a Pensieve—" and racked her brains to recall every word of Malfoy and Borgin.

“…do you know how to fix it?”

"Maybe, but I need to see first. Why don't you bring it to the store?"

"It has to stay where it is. You just have to tell me how to do it."

"Okay, I have to go. Don't forget to keep that thing for me, I'll need it."

"Don't you want to take it now?"

"No, of course not, you stupid dwarf, what would I be like walking down the street with it? Just don't sell it."

Gwen tapped his temple with his finger, "So what you said earlier, there is something that needs to be repaired, and there is another thing that needs to be left in the shop."

Harry added hastily, "He's a Death Eater. He's a Death Eater in place of his father!"

Ron and Hermione exchanged glances again. Gwen laughed out of his nose, but just in time it turned into a loud sneeze.

"He's only sixteen," Gwen said, and she speculated from her conversation with Dumbledore that Malfoy wasn't really confident in the Dark Lord, so she jumped to the conclusion that Little Malfoy was unlikely to be a Death Eater.

"He showed Borgin something we didn't see," Harry continued stubbornly. "That stuff scared Borgin enough. I knew it was the Dark Mark— He made it clear to Bo Jin who he was dealing with, and you see how seriously Bo Jin takes him!"

"Okay, okay." Gwen stretched out his hand to suppress Harry's anger, "I think you pay too much attention to him, even if You-Know-Who gives him a task, take Malfoy How big of a turmoil can he cause?" Seeing Harry stand up straight away, Gwen hurriedly said, "Excuse me, who can tell me what Malfoy's wand looks like? His wand was bought for him by his mother. Yeah, I didn't watch it back then—"

All three shook their heads, and even if they could always take on Malfoy, they wouldn't pay attention to his wand.

"Then I can ask George to help me go back to the store and look it up. Sometimes wands are the best expression of a wizard's personality." Gwen shook his head.

"Why don't you have a direct solution?" Ron rolled up his sleeves and said to Harry, "One day we'll block him in the bathroom and lift his clothes to see if there is anything No Dark Mark."

Harry must have been fascinated by this stupid idea. But Hermione quenched the raging fire in the hearts of the two boys in time.

"Malfoy only goes to the prefect's bathroom," said Hermione.

"It's my turn to remind you," Ron said, giggling. "Harry is now Captain Quidditch, and he can also use our dedicated bathroom."

Merlin, did Ron realize how intimately he was saying "our private bathroom" to Hermione?

No wonder Hermione blushed even more.

"I object." Gwen raised his arms high, "As the only student who can't legally use the high-end bathroom, if you don't bring me in your plan, I'm out this door. Just go tell Professor McGonagall." She played the nasty role unconcernedly, "and you're likely to get fired for it. Give it to me, I'm a prospective graduate."

Harry and Ron will certainly not easily pass up the great opportunity to fix Malfoy, and they both condemn Gwen's whistleblower idea in unison. Hermione stopped them now. "You, Ronald, you're still going to be Gryffindor's goalie this year." Ron put out the flames.

"As for you, Harry. You promised Dumbledore..." Hermione didn't continue, but Harry understood that he had to attend the Headmaster's make-up lessons.

The two boys put their plans on hold for now. Gwen also wanted to find a chance to observe Malfoy's wand carefully, who made Dumbledore promise himself that Draco Malfoy has a pure soul.

Gwen would not admit to this without seeing it with his own eyes.

Before eight o'clock, Harry hurriedly ended the meeting because he had to speak to Sirius before he went to bed.

"He had to see my face every day before he could sleep soundly," Harry explained.

"It's nice to hear he's so energetic." Gwen smirked. "About what I left in your house last time—forget it."

On the day Garrick disappeared, Gwen didn't care about the luggage she brought with her, and Tonks helped her get back a few clothes and a dazzling letter in cursive English. letter. Presumably it means that Sirius wants to know what to do with the joke merchandise Gwen left behind.

"Oh," Harry laughed too, "I guess Kreacher is probably the second most hated Weasley joke shop right now. But oddly enough, he's obviously more willing to take care of the current Sirius , I sometimes think he even likes Sirius a little bit."

Number one must be Filch.

"Then the patient who lives upstairs is better?" Gwen suddenly remembered that there was such a person.

Harry's eyes drifted away, "Yeah."

Gwen pursed her lips and said to Ron and Hermione, "Didn't you tell Harry he was a bad liar?"

Hermione spread her hands, "Never."

Ron let out a hiccup of laughter: "It's not a bad thing for us, Gwen."

Leave the Room of Requirement to Harry, because his double-sided mirror leads to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, and it is best not to expose it where there are people. Gwen and Hermione strolled back to Gryffindor Tower together.

Katie and Ginny took advantage of the good weather to ride their brooms again, and now there is only Gwen in the dorm. She decisively took out the telescopic ear and whispered George's name.

"I thought you forgot about me." A grieved voice came from the other end, "Angelina had an appointment with Fred for a long time today."

"I heard she was a backup Chaser for the Montrose Magpies."

"Yeah, they have a holiday today." George said lazily. "It's exhausting me."

"What can I say, George." Gwen snorted, "Fred worked for you several times during the summer."

"You should comfort your boyfriend with sweet words," George said. "Instead of reasoning with him, that's what his mother should do."

Gwen rolled his eyes, "I missed you."

George whistled, "One point for Miss Ollivander, you are allowed to kiss your ring."

Gwen giggled, then literally touched the ruby ​​with her lips. After a while, the ring became a little hot.

"I also gave you a kiss." George said happily.

"Ah, let me catch you now." Gwen raised his eyebrows, "Why didn't I feel my fingers get hot before?"

"Then you must have fallen asleep." George lied without blushing, "I kiss you to sleep every night in the middle of the night."

"Come on, bad guy." Gwen retched in disgust, "What have you been up to lately?"

"Weasley's Witchcraft and Wizardry is a great place to gather information," George said lightly. "Sometimes we'll give some information to people with crooked noses."

Gwen sighed, "Stay safe, gentlemen."

George seemed to stretch his tight muscles there, and let out a middle-aged moan, "It's not a problem, Gwen. A crooked nose is better than no nose. Much more. It's just that you'll have to be careful when you come to the store in the future, the walls are now stuffed with telescopic ears."

Gwen felt a little nervous, "Where are you talking now?"

"Fred and I aren't stupid enough to contribute the attic." He seemed to think Gwen was making a fuss, "and we've got to settle the accounts—these trade secrets can't be called Mundungus hear."

"I told Harry about Garrick today." Gwen whispered into the telescopic ear.

George was silent for a while. "I've been keeping your eye on the wand shop for you, Gwen. If there's any news, I promise you'll be the first to know."

"I'm afraid it won't be that fast." Gwen lowered his eyes, "Don't worry about me, George, I brought Ollivander's family tree to school, and he's fine now."

However, as Ollivander's granddaughter, Gwen, who received the education of "every wand is unique" since childhood, did not realize that the second purpose of the mysterious man to capture Garrick was to what.

Clever Hermione soon went to the library to find the answer, which she thought could not be answered by Gwen either - what if Voldemort needed a stronger wand?

For the next few days, Gwen spent the rest of the day very comfortable, except to check Garrick's life and safety every day.

For example, she went to visit the selection of the Quidditch team, and Katie, Ginny and Ron were all successfully selected - Ron's selection process can be described as thrilling. She worked hard in Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and then came up with the method she used in Potions class before, so that Professor Snape could completely ignore her. Gwen is also lucky not to be invited to the strange club by Professor Slughorn, which gives her more time to sneak in.