【Deha】Is Mrs. Lavender updated today?

"Good afternoon, gentlemen, may I help you?"

A gentle female voice sounded from the direction of the attic stairs, Harry Potter swiped the map projected in the air and quickly retracted the phone screen, and the Savior locked the phone screen together with Draco Malfoy and turned his gaze to the source of the sound.

Standing at the top of the stairs was a woman who looked a little older than them, with curly brown hair over the shoulders, a long plain dress with a thin shawl, and smiled politely to the other two. The guests greeted each other.

"You are...Mr. Potter?" She seemed to recognize the identity of one of them, slightly surprised.

"Good afternoon ma'am, are you the owner of this store?" Harry Potter also responded politely.

"Yes, I am." She nodded slightly, then shifted her gaze to the blond young man next to the savior, "This is...?"

"My friend," Harry Potter replied, "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

The boss didn't show any different expression when he heard the name Draco Malfoy, he just nodded his head to show his respect, "Hi, Mr. Malfoy."

"Hi ma'am."

"Then the two of you came to my small shop to buy some materials?" the boss asked cautiously.

"I thought we might interrupt you for a while, we need to ask you some questions." Harry Potter replied.

"Then I thought maybe we could come downstairs for a cup of tea? If you don't mind."

"Of course, that would be great, thank you very much."

Before leaving the attic, Harry Potter looked around the structure of the attic again, and then followed the owner downstairs.

The boss guided the two youths to take two steps towards the interior of the material store from the stairs on the first floor. A small door that they hadn't noticed before appeared in front of them, and inside the door was a lounge.There was a long sofa, a tea table, two wicker chairs, a few teacups on the fireplace, and a few oil paintings on the wall. There were no portraits. They were all landscapes and buildings, but it was much quieter.

"Please feel free." The woman looked sideways and reached out to the guests to signal the two men to sit down. "I'm sorry that I couldn't entertain you at the first time."

"It's okay." Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy chose the couch, and the Savior spoke again after all three of them were seated: "What's your name, please?"

"Molson, AnnaMolson." The lady poured hot water into the teapot to warm the pot, emptied the water, and then opened the metal tea box. The box looked very small and delicate, with light green sprinkled on it. A few slightly darker ink styles.

Harry Potter observed Anna Molson's actions of making tea. Her hands were clean, her nails were neatly trimmed and did not apply nail polish, and she did not wear any jewelry, including rings. It seemed that she was still unmarried.

"With all due respect, it should have been at least 10 minutes from the time we entered the door to when you appeared. Where have you been during this time?" Harry Potter asked their initial doubts.

"Basement, Mr. Potter." Anna Molson poured the boiling water into the teapot again. "Some scones, gentlemen? I just baked them this morning."

"No thanks." Draco Malfoy, who had been silent all this time, spoke now, "What are you doing in the basement?"

"Naturally it's work." Anna Molson said while looking at the blond young man gently, "Processing some customer orders." She looked at Harry Potter again, "You don't seem to be here to buy anything, are you investigating something for the Ministry of Magic? ?”

"Yes ma'am." Harry Potter said frankly, "We were looking for clues in a case, and a card brought us to you."

"Card?" Anna Molson looked puzzled.

Harry Potter looked into the eyes of the woman across from him, "To be more precise, it's a symbol." He pulled out the photo on his phone and showed it to Anna Molson, "Do you have any impression of this symbol?"

Anna Molson understood after seeing the photo on the screen of the savior's mobile phone, "Oh, of course, this is the logo of this store."

"But we haven't seen similar symbols or school marks outside." Draco Malfoy said coolly.

Anna Molson didn't care about the tone of the other party's question, and poured tea for the guests and handed them to the two young people respectively, "Indeed, as you can see, my shop is not very eye-catching, so generally speaking, it is acquaintances, or Friends come here to buy some materials.” She placed sugar and milk between the two customers opposite, “Not long ago, a regular customer who often came to my place to buy materials said that there should be a logo even if there is no name. Just designed a sign for me." She looked at Harry Potter's mobile phone screen and smiled, "This is the symbol used on it, and later on, as long as customers who bought materials from me will get a card, it will become a card over time. the store's logo."

Harry Potter stirred the sugar and milk in the teacup evenly, took a sip, and said, "It's a very special design, I can see that you like it too."

"Yes, she is very talented." AnnaMolson's tone was softer when she mentioned the other party.

"Designer?" The savior guessed.

AnnaMolson shook her head, "I don't know, she rarely talks about herself, I guess maybe, she often comes to my attic with a drawing board, she said there is a good view, and sometimes she stays for a day .”

"It seems to be at least a painter." Draco Malfoy concluded with a raised eyebrow, glanced at the Savior, and teased, "Maybe also an artist who hides his identity in search of special inspiration."

"Probably." AnnaMolson naturally didn't hear the other party's implication, but nodded in agreement.

Harry Potter glanced at the guy next to him with the corner of his mouth pointing. He didn't come here to tease this bastard, "I wonder if it's convenient for you to tell me her name?"

Anna Molson changed from her smooth and gentle attitude before, with a bit of embarrassment on her face, "I'm sorry Mr. Potter, I have to protect the privacy of our guests."

"Sorry ma'am, if I remember correctly this is a potions shop?" Draco Malfoy asked back, frowning. "Privacy? What privacy?"

"Sir, everyone has a secret." AnnaMolson said calmly, "As you can see, the location of my store is hidden, there is no sign, and there is no publicity or advertisement. It is also to protect the special needs of customers." She looked at the blond hair The young man was still a little skeptical, and continued to explain, "For example, if you need a material for a love potion, you don't want to be discovered by others, do you?"

"Unfortunately." Draco Malfoy shrugged. "I don't need to."

"Then it seems that you already have a desirable partner." AnnaMolson said, "But not everyone can have your luck. Some emotions cannot be expressed directly, and some people cannot easily get it." She looked at Draco Malfoy's furrowed brows and smiled softly, "Even if you already have a partner, there will still be some secrets, right?"

The blond young man snorted lightly from his nose, and stopped talking.

"What's more, she doesn't seem to be very good at talking to the opposite sex." AnnaMolson added.

Harry Potter recalled the clues that Pansy Parkinson had told them before, so it seems that it should be the same person.

Harry Potter adjusted his tone, admonishing Anna Molson seriously and straightforwardly: "Your regular customer is the key person in this case, and I hope you can assist our investigation."

"Unfortunately, sir, I'm afraid I can't help you." AnnaMolson's tone was firm but still gentle, "If you two have nothing else to do, I have other jobs, so I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you two."

Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy looked at each other, it seemed that they couldn't get any other valuable clues from the shopkeeper today.

"Okay, sorry to bother you then." The savior stood up tactfully, "Thank you for the black tea, it tastes very good."

"I'd be more than happy to buy you another drink if your next visit isn't a routine."

Anna Molson sent the two guests back to the door the same way. Draco Malfoy turned around suddenly when Harry Potter was about to pass through the too narrow door frame. He stood at the door with his head raised and looked up the stairs for a while, then glanced around the first floor of the shop. .

"You don't seem to be worried that some illegal people will sneak in?" The blond young man stared at the woman in front of him and asked, "The rare materials upstairs have specific anti-theft measures, but other common materials do not."

"Sir, if you are worried, you can try to take out some things without paying." AnnaMolson seemed particularly at ease with the anti-theft measures in her shop, "Of course, if you want, apparition, door keys, or You can jump out of the window." She pointed to the window on the first floor and said.

Draco Malfoy gave her one last look and left the shop following Harry Potter without saying anything.

"Thanks for coming."

The gentle female voice sounded behind them again.

***

Harry Potter was leaning back and forth between the desk and chair in his apartment, playing with the charcoal pencil in his hand, the map he marked in the attic of the unknown Guangzhou medicine material store in the afternoon appeared on the screen of the phone, and on the desktop was a scribbled drawing A hand drawing of the layout of the material store loft.He frowned, staring at the things on the table lost in thought.

Apart from the secretive operation of that material store, there is no other strange place for the time being, so the most difficult thing right now is to find out the name of the girl who sold Pansy Parkinson's teddy bear. The only effective contact method given by Pansy Parkinson is the address of the store. She has been talking with the other party through the online platform as a carrier, an anonymous virtual Knockdown Alley that sells all kinds of second-hand or shady things.

It's not that he didn't try to trace the identity of this mysterious girl by tracking IP, but unfortunately, his authority and technology are not enough to investigate this kind of non-real-name platform, and this kind of thing can only be handed over to the Network Security Department. did it.

Either sit here and wait for the results, or...

The sound of the bathroom shower faintly pierced through the wall into the ears of the savior. He tilted his head to look in the direction of the bathroom, packed up all the things on the table, and left the study with his mobile phone.

Harry Potter left the phone in the bedroom, took off all the clothes on his body, pulled out a bathrobe from the closet and stuffed it into his body, and walked barefoot to the bathroom.

He turned the doorknob without any surprise, and the guy inside didn't know whether it was because the two of them had already seen each other naked before and completely abandoned their sense of shame, or they didn't have the habit of locking the door at all.

Harry Potter took off his bathrobe and put it in the shelf next to the entrance, naked and quietly walked towards the young man under the shower with his back facing him.

It's not that Draco Malfoy didn't notice the savior's sneaky little moves, but rather than stop him, he wanted to see what the guy was doing when he sneaked in while he was taking a shower.

The Savior sneaked up from behind, with his arms around Draco Malfoy's waist, his head resting on Draco Malfoy's shoulders, and the running water from his head wet large areas of his skin along his black hair. Harry Potter's hands slowly slid down his boyfriend's waist, passed through the wet hair under his lower abdomen, and grabbed a fragile organ that was still in a soft state.

"Have you washed it?" Harry Potter whispered in the other's ear.

Draco Malfoy chuckled, "It's up to you."

Harry Potter held the thing in his palm and slowly moved it. The water flowed along Draco Malfoy's skin and his fingers together with the little blood-congested column that gradually rose up. Harry Potter's fingertips occasionally passed the tip without stopping, intentionally Unintentionally teasing the sensitive area of ​​that thing, and then lightly circled the gully with the thumb and index finger, frivolously stimulating the dense nerve tips on it.

Draco Malfoy endured the tingling pleasure that went straight to the sky and turned around suddenly, found the target and quickly grabbed the lips of his boyfriend who was teasing his desire without limit, and a hot and intense kiss came suddenly.

"Can't wait for Potter?" Draco Malfoy sneered softly as lips parted.

"My compensation." The savior licked the other party's lips.

"Oh?"

"Someone missed a kiss in the attic this afternoon."

"...Oh, thank you for remembering." Draco Malfoy gave him a sideways look.

"That's why I call it compensation." Harry Potter frowned, "What do you want to do, my dear Mrs. Lavender? Your comrades, your imagination, your once unrealizable assumptions

think. "His hand passed sparks one after another irregularly on the opponent's smooth back, "You don't need a love potion, you deserve it. "

"Shouldn't we consult our naughty girl Sissy about this kind of thing?" Draco Malfoy tilted his head and nibbled at his boyfriend's earlobe, "Something special?"

"Oh yes, then someone is probably going to have a backache again."

"Fuck you! Are you provoking Potter?!"

TBC