HP: White Lord of Slytherin

When she went to the room to look for the three snakes, Gloria kept thinking, she asked the Dementors not to get close to Sirius' cell, but they would not let the criminal go, so how did they escape?

With the three snakes ready, Coco grabbed her clothes and instantly arrived in the Muggle world, number 4, Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.

Gloria, who had just arrived here, heard a sharp scream before she could see the surroundings clearly. Following the source of the sound, Coco led her to a lawn.

I saw a swollen object wailing. In the room connected to the lawn, a tall and strong man with a tuft of beard and a purple face came out shouting. A dog was biting his trouser leg, making his already clumsy movements even slower.

"Maggie—!"

The inflated object called Maggie began to float into the sky. The man dragged his heavy body and jumped, barely grabbing her hand, but was also floated into the sky.

The thin blonde woman watched everything happening in a daze. She didn't see Harry in the room, and she didn't find Sirius either. It was most likely Harry who did it.

Gloria held the magic wand and pointed it at the swelling object. Maggie was suspended in the air and then slowly descended.

Maggie fell to the ground like an elastic balloon, her clothes were stretched tight, her fingers were as thick as garlic sausages, her facial features were swollen, and the only thing that could be confirmed was that her mouth was screaming with effort.

Gloria tapped twice more, and she stopped screaming, and her body recovered as if the air had been deflated. The dog let go of the man's trouser legs, ran to Maggie and licked her face.

"Where's Harry?" Gloria asked calmly.

Vernon came back to his senses with a heavy breath, saw the familiar wand, pointed at her and said, "You...you are the same person as him!"

"Like that?" Gloria walked straight into the room, wondering why there were no Aurors guarding the area.

Vernon stood up and tried to stop him, "I will never let someone like you into my house!"

Gloria frowned slightly, and then a cold arc appeared at the corner of her lips, "Muggles want to stop wizards?"

There were bangs in the room, and Harry appeared with a heavy bag. He was surprised to see her, "Gloria?"

Vernon saw that Harry was getting even more agitated, "I know you can't use magic outside of school, they'll catch you!"

Harry's face turned cold, "Get out of the way!"

He pointed his wand at Vernon, who hurriedly raised his hands to shield his face, fearing that he would end up like Maggie.

With nothing blocking his way, Harry walked out angrily. When he reached the door, he remembered to turn around and call out to Gloria, "Let's go. I don't want to stay here."

Gloria had no objection. She turned around and glanced coldly at Harry's Muggle relatives. The thin blonde woman was holding her abnormally fat son, Vernon had a fearful look in his eyes, and Maggie was sitting on the lawn.

"Someone from the Ministry of Magic will come to deal with it later. Harry and I will not be punished in any way. Don't dream."

After saying that, he walked out of the door, with Harry dragging the suitcase in front of him. From his pace, it can be seen that he was very angry.

Gloria followed him silently for several streets. Harry finally got tired and sat down on the steps by the roadside. She saw a sign on the roadside that said Magnolia Crescent Street.

No one spoke. He lowered his head dejectedly. The street lights shining on his body could not dispel the sadness that filled his body.

"She insulted my parents. I just couldn't stand it." Harry clenched his hands tightly, and fear suddenly rose in his heart. "Hogwarts will expel me."

Gloria could hear his voice trembling a little, "I'll only look down on you if you can stand it. Don't worry Harry, you won't be expelled."

Her tone was so certain that Harry couldn't help but look at her, "Really?"

"Of course." Gloria smiled and said, "No matter how the Ministry of Magic handles it, I am one of the school directors and will never let you be expelled. It is normal for Muggles to be punished for insulting wizards. Besides, Headmaster Dumbledore will help you. You are Harry Potter."

Harry was somewhat moved. He hugged his arms and said self-deprecatingly, "I am just an orphan whose parents were killed by Voldemort. If possible, I really hope that I don't have these reputations, and that my parents can live well instead."

Gloria squatted down and looked at him at eye level. "Harry, what has happened cannot be changed. We have to look at the present. For example, you have good friends who love you, professors who care about you, and the Weasleys who love you very much. These are what you have."

Harry finally smiled, "Thank you. Sometimes I just can't understand how you and Malfoy became a couple. You seem to have completely different personalities."

Malfoy values ​​pure-bloods above all else and looks down on those whose blood and background are inferior to his. He particularly hates Muggle-born wizards. Gloria, on the other hand, has never looked down on anyone and is too confident to be affected by what others say.

"Draco is very cute." Gloria said, "I will definitely not show this cuteness to you. You have nowhere to go now, why don't you stay in my manor first."

Harry immediately shook his head, "No, Malfoy must be at your manor. I'd rather go back to the Dursleys than live in the same place with him."

Gloria: "...Okay, where are you going, the Weasleys?"

Harry dropped his hands to his knees. "London, find the Leaky Cauldron and stay there. I have money."

Gloria thought it was a good place because there were wizards there and they would definitely protect Harry.

At this moment, the street lights above their heads suddenly flickered. Gloria stood up holding the magic wand, and a gust of wind blew around them.

Harry also stood up. The street lights became particularly dim. He chanted the spell, "Lumos!"

There seemed to be something in the bushes on the opposite side of the street. They both looked over and vaguely saw a large shadow appear.

Harry raised his wand to get a better look, and it seemed... a stray dog.

There was a loud bang on the quiet street, drawing his and Gloria's attention away. A strong light shone on the two of them, and they retreated to the steps on the road. A three-story bus with huge wheels and a bright purple body stopped in front of them.

A uniformed conductor was leaning against the door. "Welcome aboard the Knight Bus..." His casual gaze fell on Gloria. "You - you're the Slytherin!"

Gloria ignored him and she and Harry turned their heads over the car to look at the bushes opposite. There was no shadow at all.

The ticket seller looked over curiously, "What are you looking at?"

Harry shook his head, "Nothing."

He wanted to get the suitcase, but was stopped by the conductor, "Here I am. I forgot to mention that my name is Stan Shunpike. The bus specializes in transporting wizards in trouble. It will take you anywhere you want to go. Come on board."

Neither of them could figure out why the car had suddenly appeared, but Harry was in real trouble.

Sirius Black was still outside and had not been caught, so Gloria pushed Harry and asked him to get in the car first.

Thunpark panted as he carried the suitcase into the car before walking up to them. "I didn't expect to meet Miss Slytherin here. This...?"

"Neville Longbottom." Harry said the name immediately.

Gloria asked directly: "How much does it cost to go to London?"

Sampaco immediately wrote down the receipt, "Eleven Sickles..."

It seemed that she was going to say something else. Gloria spread out her palm and handed him two gold galleons. "No need to change. We need to talk. You should go to the Leaky Cauldron in London directly."

Thornpark turned to the driver's seat, where an elderly wizard with thick glasses was, and shouted, "The Leaky Cauldron, London. Drive, Ern."

Gloria quickly cast a spell to freeze herself in place. The car made a loud bang and Harry was thrown onto the unsecured bed at the back with his glasses crooked.