After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

Draco was dumbfounded: "The acceptance letter is not inlaid with gold or diamonds, but, but it can't be counted like that!" Can the acceptance letter from Hogwarts be superficially judged by its external value? !

Seeing that Yang Mei was already annoyed by the admission letter being in the way and wanted to use it as a table leg, Draco quickly reminded her: "You haven't read the enrollment shopping list yet!"

"It's nothing more than books for class and tools needed to make potions... do we need to go to Diagon Alley to buy them in person?" Yang Mei suddenly realized something.

Draco said as a matter of course: "Of course, everything else is easy to deal with, but we have to buy the wand ourselves!"

"Yeah, we also need to buy wands." Yang Mei suddenly realized, "If you go to Diagon Alley one day, ask me to go with you. Can you let me buy less things?" Yang Mei stared at her cauldron intently.

"Okay then." Draco knew from his expression that it would be better not to disturb him while he was making potions, but he had to say one thing, "You... you wouldn't really use the admission letter as a footrest for the table, would you?"

Yang Mei thought it was a little funny: "Don't worry, even if I want to use it as a table leg, I have to find something inlaid with gold and diamonds."

The naive Draco actually believed it. As he walked out, he muttered, "Luxury, what a luxury! Does the Selwyn family have a gold mine or a diamond mine?"

Yang Mei heard his mumblings clearly, but he ignored them.

The Selwyn family seemed to have some minerals. This shouldn't be surprising, as he knew that the Malfoy family also had quite a few.

Yang Mei looked at the various potion ingredients on the lab table, wondering how to mix them.

There are quite a few poisons in the magic world, but they seem to be more curse-type poisons. I have never heard of the kind that would kill you in the next second if you got even a little bit of it.

Yang Mei: Tsk, this magic world is no good.

There is obviously no shortage of powerful potion materials in the wizarding world, so why doesn't anyone make full use of them?

"Let me think, lovage, mistletoe berries, the venom of the eight-eyed giant bead, and finally a rune snake egg..." Yang Mei put these materials into the crucible one by one. Suddenly he paused and laughed, "Oh my God, am I not the witch in the fairy tale? Ahem, bring me another hundred children's brains~"

He cosplayed as a witch with a weird hoarse voice.

Snape, who was standing at the door and taking in everything, comforted himself that this was just a small scene, and as long as the kid continued to have such an amazing talent for potions, he could make as much trouble as he wanted.

In just one year, Snape repeatedly lowered his bottom line for Yang Mei.

……

"Phil, if you don't get up, you'll be too late to go to Diagon Alley today!" Florence raised her voice as she stood outside Yang Mei's bedroom door.

Yang Mei tried hard to open his eyes. He said that his amethyst-like eyes looked misty because he was not fully awake.

Alas, today is a day that requires him to go out, which is not very friendly to a otaku like him.

"Mommy, I'll be there right away!" Yang Mei shouted towards the door.

Five minutes later, Yang Mei, dressed neatly, sat down at the dining table downstairs.

Celeste was reading the newspaper calmly, "You still have twenty minutes to have breakfast. In twenty minutes it will be the time you agreed to meet with Draco."

"I know, Daddy." Yang Mei replied in a long voice.

Yang Mei methodically put the breakfast into his mouth, but in fact his brain was empty and his thoughts were wandering to who knows where.

Even so, he noticed that Celeste and Floris seemed hesitant to speak, as if they had something to say to him.

Yang Mei was suspicious. He had thought about his family's affairs for nearly two months and there was no problem.

Unable to figure it out, he simply asked directly.

"Handsome Mr. Selwyn and beautiful and elegant Mrs. Selwyn, do you have anything to say to me?" Yang Mei finished the last sip of milk and tilted her head towards the couple opposite.

Although I know Yang Mei is just showing off, who wouldn't be happy when hearing someone praising them for being handsome, beautiful and elegant?

Celeste put down the newspaper in his hand, looked at Yang Mei and said seriously: "Phil, Harry Potter is also enrolled in Hogwarts with you this year. You should know this, right?"

Yang Mei: "..." Who is he? This name sounds familiar. In the first small world, there seemed to be a movie with this name, and it was said to be the name of the protagonist in the movie.

It's just that he has never seen this movie. Every time he is interested in watching it, he always has other more urgent things to do.

So is this name too common?

Celeste and Floris saw their son's confused look, and they were also confused.

"...You don't know about this?"

Yang Mei said sincerely: "Is it possible that I don't even know who Harry Potter is?"

Mr. and Mrs. Selwyn: “…”

"You know the boy who lived, the savior of the wizarding world, right?" Florence was completely defeated by her own son.

"Uh, is it the child that Voldemort wanted to kill but failed to kill eleven years ago?" Yang Mei had some impression. Although he had read a lot of books, he only took a quick glance at the turmoil of that period.

No matter what period, history books are written by the victors. Who knows whether what is written is true or false?

And it is too absurd to praise a newborn baby as a savior.

Pangu didn't say that he could create the world as soon as he was born.

"OK, now I understand, so the child is called Harry Potter, and he will also enter Hogwarts this year. Then what?" Yang Mei didn't understand what this had to do with him.

Celeste and Fleur suddenly felt that what they wanted to say before was unnecessary now. Phil had no admiration for Harry Potter at all. Not only Harry, he didn't seem to be afraid of the Dark Lord either.

"There is one thing we have always thought we should tell you." Celeste said seriously, "During that turbulent period, our family was loyal to the Dark Lord."

Yang Mei raised her eyebrows slightly: "What about now?"

"Of course it is now." Florence said seriously.

Yang Mei understood a little: "My family is Voldemort's subordinate, and Harry Potter directly or indirectly caused the death of the Dark Lord. So you mentioned Harry Potter just now. What do you want me to do after school? Kill him?"

Celeste felt a toothache for no reason. "You're not making the killing sound too casual... You don't have to kill anyone, just stand by and watch. I mentioned him just now because I was worried that you, like most children in the wizarding world, would idolize Harry Potter."

Yang Mei waved her hands: "I'm not crazy or stupid. Why would I worship him when I have nothing better to do?"