Harry Potter and Master of Magic

People watched Zhang Hao leave, looking a little overwhelmed.

At this time, no one licked their faces and flattered Lockhart, and no one belied Zhang Hao for flattering Lockhart.

Most people stay out of it when it doesn't involve their own interests.

At this time, the only one who can ease the embarrassment is Lockhart himself.

He haha ​​said, "It looks like we've met a funny gentleman, but that won't be a hindrance, because it's destined to be an extraordinary moment! I'm going to take advantage of this wonderful occasion to announce a small thing. , I have been suppressing this matter for some days, and I have never said it."

"When young Harry walked into Lichen today, he just wanted to buy my autobiography - and I'd give it to him for free on the spot."

In fact, he had a whole set of books in Harry's hands.

There was a warm applause at the scene, and everyone seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness just now.

"Oh! That's right, that's it." Lockhart smiled contentedly: "But Harry doesn't know—"

He rocked Harry, nearly knocking the kid apart.

"He will soon get something more valuable than my 'Magic Me,' and in fact, he and his classmates will get a real, magical me. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, I am very happy and Proud to announce that this year I will be the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!"

The friends were about to find Zhang Hao, and they were instantly stunned when they heard the news.

OMG!

That guy Zhang Hao, offended the new professor before school started?

What will happen after this!

Harry forgot to struggle, he felt that he couldn't spend the new semester quietly!

...

At this time, Zhang Hao had already reached the door of Lihen Bookstore.

Since you can't find a black notebook in the store, you can only give up!

What's the matter with love, anyway, there is a savior for everything, just leave it to Harry to deal with it.

As soon as I got to the door, two acquaintances came face to face.

This is a father and son, the old and the young are full of silver hair.

The youngest is Zhang Hao's classmate and roommate, the proud boy Draco Malfoy.

The old one was Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, who wore a well-crafted robe and held a delicate cane in his hand.

His wand might be hidden in that cane, as many sophisticated wizards do.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Malfoy! Draco? How was your holiday?" Zhang Hao took the initiative to say hello. If he remembered correctly, the two of them should have just come from Diagon Alley.

"You bastard?" Draco rolled his eyes and said, "I learned a lot of magic during the holidays, how about you? Did you create some amazing magic of your own? Or, did you get any new privileges? I think you must be smug, aren't you?"

This kid's tone is a bit sour, it seems that he is very envious of Zhang Hao's privilege!

"Draco, you can't be so rude." Old Malfoy said with a stern face: "Your classmate is better than you, so you should learn from him. Instead of being a little girl, you only know how to be jealous."

Draco turned his face away unhappily and snorted softly.

But it can be seen that he has already listened to what he said, but he was just a little unconvinced in front of Zhang Hao.

Old Malfoy changed a friendly face and said to Zhang Hao: "Slytherin has a genius like you, it is a great pride! Draco and you are classmates, I hope you can take care of each other with him."

Draco rolled his eyes again, feeling extremely awkward.

"Of course, that's not a problem." Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Mr. Malfoy, I heard that you believe in pure-bloodism, but I was born in a Muggle family. Do you think it is appropriate for Draco to associate with me?"

There was a flicker of unnaturalness on old Malfoy's face,

He said without a smile: "Bloodliness is only for ordinary wizards. For a genius like you, it doesn't matter whether you are pure blood or not."

"I'm not a genius, but the second half of your sentence is quite right. Bloodlines can only be used against ordinary wizards." Zhang Hao shook his head and said, "I hope Mr. Malfoy doesn't pay too much attention to bloodlines. The world is very big, but wizards are not. Rarely. Taking a long-term view, some of our demands can only be satisfied if the wizarding world becomes more and more prosperous. If the wizards kill each other, we are ultimately unlucky.”

"I don't understand what you mean," whispered old Malfoy. "Can you explain?"

"Explain? It's really necessary to explain." Zhang Hao nodded and said, "Superhumans have their own circles of supernatural beings, but if the circle is too small, everyone will not be able to stretch. The wizarding society is such a small circle, based on the limit of the number of people, this The circle’s ability to withstand pressure is limited.”

"If pure-bloodism prevails, the number of wizards will inevitably decrease further. Perhaps one day, this small society will collapse due to insufficient population. At that time, the surviving wizards will have to integrate into the common people."

"At that time, can pure blood still guarantee pure blood?" At this point, Zhang Hao's tone became more meaningful: "The last thing that pure blood will hit is his own face!"

He knew in his heart that for a fox like old Malfoy, pure blood or not was not really important.

They only look at interests, and pure-bloodism can bring them benefits, so they believe in pure-bloodism.

Pure-bloodism does not benefit them, and they will not cling to pure-bloodism.

It's like following Voldemort 20 years ago, they preach pure blood, but their head is a complete half-blood wizard - how ironic is this?

Therefore, Zhang Hao has already seen through the old Malfoy people!

"You're right," Old Malfoy was silent for a moment, then nodded. "I will consider your advice and hope that we can become friends. So, shall we meet again next time?"

"Looking forward to the next meeting!" Zhang Hao nodded and said, "Goodbye Mr. Malfoy, see Draco at the beginning of school!"

The Lihen Bookstore was still crowded with people, and Harry and his gang had not come out yet.

Zhang Hao is not going to wait for them anymore, he plans to go back to the castle.

Since you can't find the black silk notebook, then everything is free!

Suddenly, Zhang Hao turned his head to look at the Malfoys who were blending into the crowd.

He had some doubts in his heart: "What are they doing in Diagon Alley? It seems to be contraband from the seller? Hiss! That black notebook, shouldn't it be in their hands?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Hao plans to go back and take a look.

But as soon as he got to the door, he ran into the Weasleys who had finished shopping.

And Harry, Hagrid, and the Grangers.

Mr. Weasley looked in a bad mood, and Mrs. Weasley was berating him.

"Can you be a little more restrained? You were about to fight just now. If you fight in front of Lockhart, what will he think?"

"I guess he'll be delighted," muttered Fred. "I just heard him say it's going to be a blast if it starts!"