"Damn Lucius! Come on!"
I'm going to give you a good beating!
"I've wanted to do this for a long time!"
Arthur Weasley's face turned as red as his hair, and his tall, thin body knocked Lucius against the bookshelf.
He kept yelling, "You wicked bastard with a rat's face!"
"How dare you insult my Muggle friends!"
Lucius grabbed a book from the shelf and desperately tried to cover his face.
His other hand was still gripping the Transfiguration textbook he had taken from Ginny's cauldron.
"You, you brute!"
He kicked and thrashed his legs wildly, trying to push Arthur Weasley away, but to little avail.
Arthur Weasley was able to remain rational when faced with Lucius's insults.
But upon hearing Lucius the Mr. and Mrs. Granger, he instantly flew into a rage, throwing a punch without even drawing his wand.
This is a friend I just made!
Muggle friends!
George and Fred pushed through the crowd and shouted in unison, "Beat him up, Dad!"
They had disliked Malfoy for a long time back at school.
Seeing his father brutally beat up the current head of the Malfoy family was incredibly satisfying.
"Dad!"
Malfoy screamed and frantically shoved the person in front of him.
He squeezed through the gaps in the crowd, trying to pounce on Arthur Weasley and pull him away.
"You wish!" George and Fred blocked his way.
The Weasley and Malfoy are both renowned Pure-blood families in the Wizarding World.
The current heads of the two families, showing no trace of wizarding demeanor, engaged in a brawl in the street, frightening the crowd around them.
The panicked crowd scattered, knocking over many bookshelves and making the scene even more chaotic.
Molly grabbed Ginny and Ron, who were about to rush over to help, and screamed.
"Don't do this, Arthur Weasley! Don't do this!"
After saying that, she turned to remind Silan, "Don't go over there, Silan, stay behind me!"
Because Molly was blocking his way, Silan could barely see what was happening in front of him; he could only hear Arthur Weasley still yelling and cursing.
"You're quite pleased with yourself, aren't you, Lucius?"
"You should know, you couldn't beat me back in school, and now..."
The scene was chaotic.
The Mr. and Mrs. Granger were trembling with fear, but they still held Hermione tightly, preventing anyone from crowding her.
Hermione poked her head out of her mother's arms and shouted something at Silan.
Because the scene was too chaotic, Silan couldn't hear clearly.
The messy state of the place annoyed him.
So he turned and called Hagrid over.
"Gentlemen, please have mercy, please have mercy!" the bookstore clerk shouted hoarsely.
Hagrid, realizing what was happening, drowned out all other sounds with his distinctive loud voice and heavy footsteps.
"Disperse, gentlemen! Disperse!"
Hagrid strode over with heavy footsteps, stepping over the scattered books, and separated Arthur Weasley and Lucius with just two fingers.
Arthur Weasley's lips were cut, and blood was seeping out.
Lucius, on the other hand, looked even more miserable.
His left eye was hit by a book called "The Compendium of Poisonous Fungi," leaving it black and blue. His once-proud blond hair was now a complete mess.
His usual elegance and arrogance as the "head of the Malfoy family" had vanished completely.
Lucius stared at his cold, gray eyes and handed the book he had been clutching to Ginny.
"Little girl, take your book."
"This is the best thing your father could give you..."
"Shut your stinking mouth, Lucius!" Arthur Weasley waved his arms and charged again, but Hagrid stopped him.
He shielded Ginny with his body, and said to Lucius with disgust, "We don't want anything you've touched that's filthy."
"Ginny, Daddy will buy you a new one later."
After saying that, Arthur Weasley grabbed Ginny and rushed out of the store without looking back.
Perhaps this change surprised Lucius; his eyes flickered quickly before he turned and walked over to the shop assistant.
"Give me a set of Mr. Lockhart's books."
"Yes, yes, sir."
The shop assistant nodded hurriedly and went to get a new set of books.
Arthur Weasley left, but Lucius grew angrier and angrier, and slammed Galleon onto Lockhart's table in a fit of resentment.
At that moment, Lockhart was chatting animatedly with a reporter from the Daily Prophet.
He didn't even notice that Lucius had secretly slipped a Diary into his belongings.
"Didn't you see?" Lockhart flashed a gleaming white smile. "Mr. Malfoy bought my book."
"Still don't understand? Isn't it obvious enough?"
"He got into a fight with Mr. Weasley just to buy my book."
Lockhart triumphantly tossed his long, wavy blond hair. "I'm truly sorry for causing such a commotion because of me."
At this point, Lockhart winked at the reporter. "But you see, I think this could be included in the story. It would cause a sensation."
"How about a headline like 'Shocking! Weasley and Malfoy fight over Lockhart's book!'?"
Although Lockhart appeared to be seeking someone else's opinion.
But in reality, he had already made the decision in a way that was most advantageous to himself.
After putting down his Diary, Lucius glanced at the self-aggrandizing Lockhart and thought, "Thank goodness, that idiot's going to be Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor at Hogwarts."
"Otherwise, the Dark Lord's mission won't be completed."
With his major worry resolved, Lucius felt much better and his injuries seemed to have lessened considerably.
He beckoned to Draco and prepared to go out.
But at that moment, he suddenly noticed a gaze that felt like a needle pricking him.
That gaze was sharp and cold; just being swept over by it made Lucius feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Even more fatal was the fact that his gaze seemed to see right through him.
This made him subconsciously glance back at his Diary.
Who is it?!
Lucius rolled his gray eyes, searching for that gaze in the crowd, but ultimately found nothing.
Silan hid in the crowd, tearing her gaze away from the Diary Lucius had slipped to Lockhart amidst the chaos.
"One of Voldemort's Horcrux was given to Lockhart..."
Lucius didn't have a chance to give the Diary to Ginny because Arthur Weasley stopped him.
They had no choice but to settle for second best and send the Diary to Hogwarts through Lockhart.
Silan stepped outside and saw Hagrid smoothing out the wrinkles in Arthur Weasley's robes.
"You shouldn't pay attention to him, Arthur Weasley."
Hagrid shook his head and said, "The Malfoy's words are not worth listening to at all..."
"You're right, Hagrid."
Arthur Weasley nodded, then looked apologetically at the Mr. and Mrs. Granger: "I'm sorry, friends, I'm sorry to have startled you."
"Let's go for a drink, it's on me," Arthur Weasley warmly invited the Mr. and Mrs. Granger.
Granger looked at Arthur Weasley's wound. "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Arthur Weasley licked his wound. "Don't worry, friend."
"I've disliked his behavior for a long time, and beating him up made me feel great."
Arthur Weasley felt incredibly refreshed, while Molly was furious.
"What a bad example for the children! Fighting in public..."
"Haha..." Arthur Weasley chuckled awkwardly, looking at the Mr. and Mrs. Granger with some embarrassment. "Not all wizards are as annoying as the Malfoy family, really, my friends."
He apologized as he led his men toward the Leaky Cauldron.
Before heading back, Silan glanced at the calendar on the wall of the Leaky Cauldron.
Summer vacation is almost over.