For decades, a school legend has circulated at Hogwarts.
"No, he's not cursed!" Hermione ignored Fred and George's teasing.
Lockhart is tall and handsome, how could he possibly become as intelligent as Quirrell?
Harry was finally released.
He glanced down at the complete set of books in his arms, squeezed out, and strode across to the other side.
Ginny stood by the wall, holding a brand new crucible in her hand.
"These are all for you—" Harry piled all the books onto the cauldron, "I'll buy another set myself."
"I—I—" She lowered her head like Hermione.
"You must really like this, Potter?"
Harry's attention was drawn away from Ginny.
He would never forget that incredibly annoying voice in his entire life.
"Isn't that the famous Mr. Harry Potter!"
Draco approached with a mocking smile. "From the moment he walked into the bookstore, it seemed like he was destined to be today's front-page news."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Ginny blushed and raised her head. "He didn't want to do this at all!"
Draco's lips curled into a wide smile, and he asked in his signature drawn-out tone, "Potter, when did you get a girlfriend?"
Ginny's face turned even redder.
"Get out of the way, Malfoy!" Harry stepped forward and blocked her path.
"Tsk tsk tsk—" Draco clicked his tongue, "Our the Chosen One really has class~"
Harry clenched his fists tightly, as if he were about to give that fair little face a hard blow at any moment.
"Did I miss something?" Vincent walked out of the alley next to them.
"So it was the noble and elegant Malfoy."
"Wayne— " Draco's face darkened instantly.
"I was just passing by." Vincent gestured towards the dispersing crowd. "Want to come along?"
"I'll go myself!" Draco turned around decisively.
Things are different now; the unknown has become a supernova.
Lucius, expressionless, walked out of the alley with Narcissa.
He held Serpent-head Cane in his right hand and lightly placed his left hand on Draco's shoulder.
"Those who rise to positions that are not worthy of their status will eventually fall."
"Dad, I will stand by and watch."
Lucius tightened his robes and led the two men toward the bookstore without a word.
Negative emotions such as jealousy and anger should not exist in members of the Malfoy family.
They were born noble.
They are born elegant.
"It's you guys!" Ron, still in line, tugged at Arthur's sleeve. "Dad, it's Malfoy and the others!"
The Malfoy family father and son wore the same mocking smile.
"Arthur Weasley?" Lucius stopped in his tracks. "I thought you were too busy to spend time with the kids."
"Lucius Malfoy!" Arthur stepped out of the line with a cold expression. "What are you doing here?"
"Oh dear—" Lucius raised his chin high, "Do I need Director Weasley's permission to accompany my son to buy books?"
Arthur's face turned very ugly.
If the twins and Ginny hadn't run over and pulled him away, that incredibly annoying big face would have at least gotten a punch.
"Wow—aren't these your two 'promising' sons?"
Lucius scoffed, "I heard you got this position entirely because of those two!"
The Wayne family, who were walking briskly towards them, exchanged a glance.
If the son is twisted and evil, the father won't be much worse.
Arthur glanced around. "Can I take that as you being jealous of me?"
"Whatever you like." Lucius reached out and disdainfully touched Ginny's cauldron.
He pulled out a tattered copy of "A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" from Lockhart's brand-new collection of works.
"Merlin, so even as the head of the search operation, you can only afford to buy secondhand books for your child?"
The Weasley family children all blushed.
Arthur's face was even redder than theirs.
"My friend, take my advice." Lucius's right hand, holding his cane, stealthily reached towards his robe.
"What good is it to be a scoundrel among wizards if you can't even meet your material needs?"
"Malfoy, we have completely different views on scum." Arthur loosened his clenched fist slightly.
Because not only Wayne's family came, but Granger family also came.
"Look at the kind of friends you've made—"
Lucius's gaze fell on the apprehensive Mr. and Mrs. Granger before him. "Weasley, your family has fallen to the lowest point."
Eric, standing behind him, twisted his neck.
This remark offended not only the Weasley and the Granger family, but also the Wayne family.
But Arthur was faster than Eric and Vincent, and in the blink of an eye he had already tackled Lucius to the ground.
"Beat him up, Dad!" The twins and Ron waved their little fists.
"Don't do this, Arthur— " Molly pushed through the hurriedly dispersed crowd and saw the two fathers wrestling on the ground.
Lucius's right hand, which had reached into his coat pocket, was empty.
The Serpent-head Cane seemed to have been lost just as it fell over.
But even without a wand, he still managed to deliver a powerful headbutt to his opponent.
Arthur was pinned to the ground, feeling dizzy.
When Wayne and his son, who wanted to help, saw Ginny being pushed down by the crowd, they squeezed in front of her to shield her.
"Brother Arthur, you can beat him up without worry!" Eric shoved the two middle-aged witches aside with a wave of his hand.
"Ah—" Lucius, whose arm had been bitten, slammed the tightly clenched "A Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" down hard.
Despite being hit on the forehead, Arthur refused to let go, and his large hands even reached out menacingly.
The pain, only one level lower than that of childbirth, instantly contorted Lucius's face in agony.
Lockhart, who had just stood up in a daze, instinctively shivered.
He quietly took two steps back, and then retreated further and further away.
Lucius, who was "seriously injured," would certainly not let Arthur off easily.
He kept smashing the old textbooks down, but the other person wouldn't let go of his mouth and hands.
"Weasley! You bastard!"
"Ugh! Ugh! Ugh!"
Lucius, his eyes brimming with tears from the pain, had completely forgotten about his image.
He rudely covered Arthur's face with the old textbook.
After the other person let go, he quickly grabbed their arms.
"Pah!" Arthur spat out a mouthful of blood. "Malfoy, you know fear now?"
Lucius, his face turning pale, leaned down and bit his shoulder.
"Despicable!" Arthur released his hands and pressed down on the hideous face.
"You're the despicable one!" Even with his nose being picked, Lucius still bit down hard.
An extremely tall figure suddenly burst into the crowd that had almost dispersed.
He spread his large hands and separated the two fathers as if picking up chicks.
"Alright, you two!"
Both of them, whose gazes were still lingering on each other, raised their heads.
Arthur seemed indifferent, while Lucius gritted his teeth even more.
Because it was Dumbledore's men, Rubeus Hagrid, the gamekeeper at Hogwarts.