After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

This trip went relatively smoothly, and half of the soul fragment on Harry Potter's head has been recovered.

There was obviously more good news today. As soon as Yang Mei returned to Selwyn Manor, she saw the giant snake with a strong presence. The giant snake was twelve feet long and as thick as an adult man's thigh. Its body was covered with bright patterns, and it was obvious that it was very poisonous.

"Is this your pet Nagini?" Yang Mei looked at Voldemort, "It seems that you have a special way of communicating with it, otherwise you wouldn't have found it so quickly."

"Slytherin blood is born with Parseltongue, so it is not difficult to find Nagini." As Voldemort spoke, a "hissing" sound came out of his mouth, summoning Nagini who was basking in the sun outside.

Yang Mei slowly frowned, then supported her forehead with her hand and took a step back.

Voldemort raised his eyebrows: "...Are you afraid of snakes?"

"How is that possible? I am a Slytherin student after all." Yang Mei glanced at him unhappily, "Poke!" he shouted.

The house-elf appeared in response.

"Take Miss Nagini to take a bath in the newly dug hot spring pool at the back. You are not allowed to come out until you have bathed for a full hour." Yang Mei waved her hand in disdain, urging them to hurry up.

"Okay, little master." Poke worked very enthusiastically. No one knew where his small body got so much energy, but he dragged the tip of Nagini's tail and dragged the giant snake away.

"So you think Nagini is dirty..." Voldemort was a little displeased.

Nagini was a companion he had known since he was in the orphanage. Compared to the Riddles and Gaunts, Nagini was more like his family.

Yang Mei crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes: "Are you sick again? It's true that it's dirty. I could smell the blood on it from that distance just now. If you don't mind, then you can sleep with it tonight. It's not too late to call Poker back now. They probably haven't started washing yet."

Voldemort pursed his lips tightly.

He didn't say anything, but Yang Mei had something else to say.

"I work so hard every day to help you recover Horcruxes, but you are not happy when I ask your pet snake to take a bath. You think that I am slapping you in the face by despising your important friend!

Ha! I tell you, Voldemort, in my whole life, no one has ever made me work so hard for him! And no one has ever turned against me after I helped him!"

Yang Mei pointed directly at Voldemort's nose. Oh, no, he didn't have anything else to say. He just pointed at him and started to attack.

The main point is to let out your anger on the spot, and to vent your madness on the spot.

Voldemort thought to himself, I have never been scolded like this before!

But just as Yang Mei said just now, he was "sick", and as long as his soul was not repaired, he would "become sick" from time to time.

So he was wrong in doing this and he was in the wrong.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control my emotions." Voldemort lowered his head and remained silent for a while before finally speaking.

How could there be something in this world that the Dark Lord couldn't do? It was just a matter of opening his mouth to apologize.

"Huh? Where is she?" After Voldemort apologized, he found that there was no sound. He looked up and saw that Yang Mei was no longer in front of him. She had left while he was silent.

Yang Mei: Well, you still have to let me wait for you!

However, Yang Mei is the type of person who, after venting her anger, will let go of the matter if it is a trivial matter.

This time, Voldemort made him angry, but it was just a small matter.

……

It has been about a week since the last time Yang Mei went to see Harry Potter. She is thinking about going there again in the next two days to take out the remaining half of the soul fragment so that this task can be successfully completed.

When Draco found out, he insisted on going with him.

Yang Mei had no objection, as long as Lucius and Narcissa agreed.

If it were someone else, the Malfoys would not agree, after all, that means going to the Muggle world, but in their eyes, Yang Mei is a very reliable child, and there is absolutely no problem for their little dragon to travel with him.

This trip to the Dursleys' house was not without reason.

The two sides have already discussed the cooperation that Yang Mei talked about with Vernon Dursley last time.

The person in charge of the related companies under the Selwyn Group is named Mason Selwyn, who happens to be a member of the Selwyn family, but his bloodline is already very marginal, and he himself has no magical talent at all.

The Selwyn family is very lenient towards the Squibs among their own clan. If they can't use magic, then so be it. As long as they can seize the opportunity, they can carve out a place for themselves in the Selwyn Group in the Muggle world.

That was the case with Mason Selwyn.

Mason received an invitation from Vernon to visit the Dursleys with his wife and son tonight, and he will also bring Yang Mei and Draco along.

"Are we going to have dinner here?" Draco adjusted his light blue casual suit. It was not the first time for a Muggle like him to wear it, but he still didn't get used to it as much as wearing wizard robes.

"It's up to you. If you don't want to, we can leave first. We're not here for dinner today anyway." The main reason was that Yang Mei herself had not decided whether to stay at the Dursleys' house for dinner.

Draco finally checked his appearance and said, "Let's see what happens. Who knows what unexpected events might occur?"

Yang Mei teased him: "Why don't I know about the innate magical abilities of Malfoy's ancestor the prophet?"

Draco said shamelessly: "Why not start the awakening from my generation?"

"Okay, Lord Prophet, can you help me predict when I can live a down-to-earth life as a salted fish?" Yang Mei's eyes were full of anticipation.

Draco pretended to imitate Sybill Trelawney and made two movements that looked a little mentally unstable.

"Uh... your wish will probably come true in your next life." Draco was already ready to run away before he said this.

But he didn't expect that Yang Mei was more skilled. She was already prepared to attack when she asked.

"Bang!" The stuffed bear hit Draco right in the face.

"Ah!! Phoenix, I just finished my hair!!" Draco screamed madly.

Yang Mei laughed and ran away.

……

When Yang Mei and Draco appeared at the Dursley's door, they had returned to normal.

Who were those two silly guys who were fighting like crazy just now? Anyway, they didn't know each other.

The Dursleys were all dressed up and gave them a warm welcome.

Yang Mei didn't see Harry, but he guessed that the Dursleys were afraid that he would embarrass himself, so they simply didn't let him show up.

The Masons and the Dursleys were chatting happily downstairs. Even Dudley, who had received intensive training from Vernon in the past two days, seemed relatively decent and did not behave in a rude manner.

Yang Mei and Draco planned to go upstairs to find Harry Potter.

Maybe they came at a bad time, but before they even stepped onto the stairs, everyone heard a loud bang upstairs.

"Yes...something fell?" Mason looked at Vernon and Petunia hesitantly.

Vernon's smile was stiff, and he was cursing Harry in his heart.

"Ahaha, it must be that something is not placed securely. It's a small matter. Don't worry about it. Come on, please take a seat. Petunia has prepared a sumptuous dinner. You will definitely like it!" Vernon enthusiastically led the Mason family to the dining room.

They all ignored Yang Mei and Draco.

Mason thought that he had no right to manage the young masters of the Selwyn family. He knew that the two young masters came today not to have dinner with them.

The Dursleys knew that Yang Mei knew Harry and was also capable of magic. It would be best if he could go upstairs and keep the boy quiet for a while so as not to delay their entertaining of the guests.

Harry was as confused as anyone else at this moment. He wondered if he had opened the door the wrong way, or if it was not appropriate to enter with the left foot first today. Otherwise, how could he have seen such a weird thing jumping on his bed? !

The loud noise just now was caused by this strange thing that collapsed his bed!

Shit! His house was already shabby, but he didn't expect it to be even shabbyer!

"Damn it, who the hell are you?!" Harry's face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

He had never seen a creature that looked like this before. It looked a bit like a goblin.

He had come into close contact with goblins before. Aren't all the goblins in Gringotts?

But the one in front of me doesn't look much like the fairy, except that it is similar in size.

The goblins in Gringotts deal with money all day long. Although they reek of copper, they are well-dressed. Unlike the one on his bed, he looks like he just ran away from a refugee camp.

To Harry's horror, the creature on the bed bowed to him and said its name was Dobby, a house-elf, and it was very happy to see him.

House-elves? What are those?

Are you talking about the elves you keep at home?

Oh, whatever he is, this Dobby came at a really bad time.

Although Harry didn't like his uncle and aunt, he had no intention of ruining the dinner they were hosting for their guests.

Seeing that Dobby didn't seem to be in a good mental state, he tried to gently ask him to sit down first, speak softly and not make any noise.

This moved Dobby to tears and a trembling voice, and he told Harry that no wizard had ever asked him to sit down, or treated him as an equal.

Yang Mei and Draco had just walked to the door when they heard the house-elf's words.

"Well..." The two looked at each other and stopped at the same time.

In fact, what Harry wanted to say was, you have already collapsed my bed. If I don't let you sit down, who knows what kind of damage you will cause.

But Dobby was even more mad than he thought, and he probably realized that what he had just said offended his master, so he walked to the cabinet and kept banging his head against it, making love while calling himself "Bad Dobby".

Harry was almost breaking apart.

"What's wrong with you? I don't mean to offend, but could you please not be so loud..." Harry tried to stop Dobby helplessly.

He almost smashed the cabinet!

"Dobby? I feel like I've heard this name somewhere..." Yang Mei said after setting up soundproofing at the stairs.

"Yeah, I know where you heard it," Draco said grimly, "In my house."

"You mean, the one in there is your house-elf?" Yang Mei's eyebrows were full of question marks, "What is he doing here? Is he crazy?"

"How should I know?! I bet no one in our family sent him to find Harry Potter!" Draco looked really mad, and every word he said seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Oh, don't be so angry." Yang Mei used her hand as a fan to blow cold air on Draco's face twice, trying to calm him down. "Let's just continue listening. This disobedient little thing always wants to tell you the purpose of his coming here."

That's because he cast a soundproofing spell on both of them, otherwise they would have been discovered by the two inside long ago.

Obusides, which had always been wrapped around Draco's wrist as a bracelet, poked out a little head and hissed at Draco twice.

Draco tapped his head twice with his fingertips: "What? You want to bite someone for me? No, Dobby is too dirty."

"Tsk!" Yang Mei seemed to be touched by a key word, "When you mentioned dirty, I remembered it. After all, your family only has that one dirty house-elf.

Is it true that he was abused in your family, so he came to seek refuge with the Savior?"

"What the hell!" Draco was angry when he mentioned this. "This house-elf has a problem with his brain. He thinks that using our water to take a bath and these new clothes we gave him are equivalent to setting him free."

"So it doesn't want freedom?" Yang Mei asked curiously.

"He probably didn't want to do that before. A house-elf simply can't survive without a wizard's family. Who knows now? Maybe he would rather have the savior be his master." Draco said sarcastically.

It seemed to be in response to his words.

Dobby's shrill voice sounded in the room: "Dobby must protect Harry Potter. Dobby must warn him that Harry Potter must not return to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry this year!

There is a conspiracy in the school, a conspiracy set specifically for Harry Potter. If Harry Potter returns to school, he will face terrible things! "

You could tell he was very excited, and his voice broke at the end.

But he didn't say anything about what the conspiracy was or who designed it!

When Harry questioned him, he started hitting himself with a lamp.

Help! Harry thought to himself that he must have done something wrong.

The desk lamp was one of the few household appliances in his room, and he didn't want it to be broken.

While Harry was fighting for the lamp from Dobby, he said to Dobby, "Listen Dobby, I don't care where you heard that Hogwarts is dangerous, but I can't not go to school. I belong to the wizarding world, I belong to Hogwarts, and my friends are all there, so no matter what the danger is, it can't stop me from going back!"