After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

At noon, the Weasley family was invited over, and the sound came from the fireplace before Ron even stepped out.

"Harry! Draco! We're here." Compared to their first meeting in Diagon Alley, Ron no longer had that subtle envy, inferiority, and subtle jealousy towards Draco.

Now he takes good care of his hair, pays great attention to his image, and smiles lively and sunny. He is wearing a light yellow suit today, which suits him very well.

"Ginny is sick at home, and Percy is taking care of her. He even asked me to apologize to you for not being able to come, and I said he was just too distant... Ouch, my hair, which I had worked so hard to fix, Mom." Ron muttered, and was slapped hard on the head by Molly.

Mr. and Mrs. Arthur and Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy greeted each other. It had been a long time since they met, and there was no such tense atmosphere, although they would occasionally joke with each other.

Although he didn't say it explicitly, he was actually grateful to Lucius. Was Lucius really working with him because he worked in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department at the Ministry of Magic? What a joke! There were plenty of people in the Ministry who wanted to hook up with Malfoy.

As for why he chose his house, it was probably because of his sons and Molly, or perhaps Dumbledore's reasons? After all, little Mr. Malfoy was so special, he still didn't understand why his sons could hear things he couldn't.

The twins in maroon suits popped out from nowhere and asked, "Aren't our gifts pretty good?"

“This is what we carefully selected,”

"Our achievements this year~"

"Believe us, after you enter school this year,"

"You'll definitely be grateful to us~"

George and Fred smiled and said to Harry and Draco. Harry still couldn't tell who was who. This was a treatment only shareholders could get. Draco greeted the two with a reserved smile, ignoring Ron.

"Hi Ron, you look so handsome today. Zabini will definitely praise you later. Hi George Fred, I think those products will have a huge market." Harry greeted Ron and the twins respectively.

Ron tried to touch Draco's shoulder but was slapped away. He wasn't angry, and continued to talk to Draco with a smile. "I just didn't notice there were so many people around me. It wasn't intentional. Forgive me this time, Draco~"

Draco rolled his eyes at him in annoyance. This damn red-haired guy actually spoke loudly in front of everyone on his birthday and talked about his tooth replacement without any concealment. Draco swore that at least half of the eyes in the audience were on him at that time, with a look of sudden realization and smile.

At that time, he wished a holy light would come to cleanse his brain! Didn't you see that he rarely spoke? Even when he did speak, he opened his mouth as little as possible.

Draco was devastated. Eleven was the age when he had to save face. Although he could soon leave home for new adventures, the blow he suffered at the birthday party had clearly made him less interested in seeing his new friends who might be assigned to the same house. "Hmph, I'll never tell Ron a secret again! Ron's got a big mouth!"

Draco thought this in his mind for the one hundred and ninety-second time.

The few of them were talking, laughing and joking until lunch time, and it was not until Snape coughed loudly that they quieted down and ate properly.

After dinner, the boys all rushed to the toy room, which was their base.

The adults were discussing business and raising children, and sharing any new information. The diary and the golden cup had been destroyed by their holy light.

Indeed, they discovered that Lucius's Holy Light could actually banish all traces of Dark Magic without damaging anything. Isn't this a natural nemesis of Dark Magic? If Dumbledore weren't bound by his moral compass, he would have wanted to test the effectiveness of Holy Light under Avada Kedavra.

Dumbledore said that there should be more Horcruxes. Based on his understanding of Tom Riddle, also known as Voldemort, he speculated that the number of Horcruxes should be a very meaningful number, and the carrier of the Horcrux must also be extraordinary. Voldemort must think that only in this way can he show his extraordinaryness.

Dumbledore found the location of the Gaunt mansion and indeed discovered the ring. If Lucius, who was searching separately, had not heard the noise and rushed over, this day next year would be Dumbledore's death anniversary.

"I never thought Dumbledore would actually touch the ring with his bare hands," Lucius complained. God knows the curse had practically enveloped Dumbledore when he arrived. He hurriedly cast several holy lights and healed him. "If I hadn't suddenly followed, that old bee, ahem, would have been cursed and drained most of Headmaster Dumbledore's life force."

Molly selectively ignored Lucius's slip of the tongue and frowned. She also felt that Dumbledore was too reckless. He was already a certain age, but he still acted like a young boy. Good luck couldn't always favor someone... Oh, except Draco.

Thinking of Draco, her brows relaxed, a gentle smile spreading across her features. If Ron saw her, he might think she was under the Imperius Curse. God knows Molly had never been so gentle to Ginny. "Cissy, have you prepared Draco's school supplies?"

Narcissa shook her head. "You know, at their age, they all have their own ideas. They strongly insist on going to Diagon Alley to do the shopping tomorrow. Even Sev can't control them now."

Harry and Draco ran to them after Harry received the notification letter from Hogwarts in the morning and strongly requested to go to Diagon Alley to shop alone without an adult, under the pretext of training himself.

Although they knew they were definitely up to something bad, Lucius and Narcissa were not worried because they both had many treasures. Only the poor old godfather cruelly rejected their proposal, but he couldn't help but surrender under the offensive of the two little elves who acted cute and pitiful.

The two young boys were visibly happy, and they went upstairs mysteriously to prepare things, completely unaware of Sirius's expectant gaze. Sirius: ??? Do I not exist? ??? (Woof and cried.jpg)

"Huh? Ron also told me he's going shopping alone. Tomorrow." The two mothers looked at each other, even more certain that these young boys were plotting something. But they weren't worried, as long as they didn't end up in Knockturn Alley.

"Xixi, the beauty potion you owled me last time was really effective..."

"Yeah, I'll give you more owls next time. This is what Draco did once..."

The two couples communicated very harmoniously. As for Snape, he had quietly returned to his potion room when there was nothing for him to do. He was not interested in Muggle things and beauty knowledge.

He was researching the genetic potion, and he couldn't resist asking Lucius for a sample. He had a clue now, but the replacement ingredient wasn't clear yet. He was making his 1,856th attempt.

Sirius didn't want to sit here and look ignorant, so he slipped into the toy room to cultivate his relationship with Draco and Harry. Whether to cultivate a relationship or to play is a matter of opinion.

The evening banquet was lively, with attendees carefully selected by Lucius. After secretly observing the guests, they noticed that some people were absent. Thinking about the nobles' usual behavior, their stance on the Malfoy family became clearer.

They chatted with each other and asked the children they brought with them to talk to Mr. Malfoy and the Savior. Their conversations and observations would become another evaluation of Malfoy and the Savior after they returned home.

Draco was bored as he dealt with wave after wave of temptations. When he took advantage of a moment of free time to hide among his friends, he saw that Harry was still being pestered and tested.

"Harry is so busy. I dare say most of the people here today are here for him." Ron mumbled incoherently, holding a snack basket filled with fried snacks and his mouth full.

"Look, this is the sixteenth noblewoman who's been shy around Harry." Blaise Zabini stared at Ron with amusement, but Ron was completely unfazed. Last time, Blaise had watched him eat like this, and he knew Blaise was just craving his snacks. Humph, he wouldn't share them with anyone except Draco and Harry.

"Come on, you think being targeted is a good thing?" Pansy Parkinson rolled her eyes. She knew these noble ladies all too well. "They all know Potter inherited the Potter family's treasury and business, and besides, Potter didn't...plan to cultivate a relationship with him and then let him marry into the family." Anyone who really thought Harry Potter was as harmless and innocent as he appeared was in big trouble.