Part-time as God of the Heavens

"Oh, Harry...is that Harry? It's incredible to finally see you... It's definitely a wise choice to come here to buy clothes, many Hogwarts students come to us to buy them, and now there are One, okay, come with me."

Inside the shop, a pale, thin young man was standing on a stool. A witch was re-dressing him. Mrs. Malkin asked Harry to stand on a stool next to him and put a robe on him. Then I used a pin somewhere else to fit my body length, and said, "Mr. Zhou, do you need any advice?"

"If you use it for school, it's fine as usual," Zhou Yi said. "Students can study in peace... But in addition to what the school requires, let's add some robes suitable for activities."

"A robe suitable for activities?" Mrs. Mokin became interested.

"Yes." Zhou Yi nodded.

"Can you explain in detail?" Mrs. Morkin asked. "It's best to keep some design drawings or something..."

"Of course." Zhou Yi nodded happily.

"My design room is there." Mrs. Mokin made a quick decision, and after measuring Harry quickly, she walked towards the design room.

After the other witch measured the pale boy, she also walked to the side, and for a while, there were only Harry and the boy here.

"Hey, did you go to Hogwarts too?" said the boy.

"Yes." Harry nodded.

"My dad bought me books next door, and my mom went down the street to help me buy a wand," the boy said in a deliberately long voice, and his tone was also very strange. For some reason, Harry subconsciously felt a little bit about it. It's not very comfortable, as if there is a feeling that the other party is pretending.

"That's ridiculous," Harry thought to himself. He had seen Dumbledore, and the really powerful people seemed to be very easy-going, and that kind of posturing was annoying.

"Do you have your own broom?"

"No, the school won't let you take them."

"Yeah, I can't figure out why the school doesn't let me take it. I'm going to force my dad to buy one for me and sneak it in."

Harry immediately thought of Dudley, which made him even more uncomfortable with the boy.

Then, the boy said a lot, including Quidditch and others. Harry was very grateful to Zhou Yi for adding so much common sense to him in these short two days, otherwise he would really have to do it because of himself. embarrassed by his ignorance.

Harry couldn't help it until the boy said another sentence.

"Is that person your servant just now? Strange skin color and eyes, in addition to being okay, there are too many things to do." The boy dragged his voice and said, "I also like to pretend, I tell you, you Be careful, this kind of person might..."

"Shut up!" Harry couldn't help shouting, "I forbid you to say that Zhou!"

"Um, woohoo?" Then, something that shocked Harry happened, after he felt a force gushing out of his body - the boy's mouth seemed to be closed, unable to open, Can't speak.

"Uuuuu!" The boy was obviously very panicked, jumped off the pedals, and slapped his foot, but he didn't care, and stumbled towards the door.

"Oops," Harry thought to himself, "I seem to be in trouble."

Just when he wanted to get off the stool and find Zhou Yi, Zhou Yi and Mrs. Mokin came out of the design room with a robe that seemed to fit well.

"Zhou!" Harry exclaimed, then stopped, he didn't know what to say to himself, "Do you mean I just accidentally made someone unable to speak?"

"Oh, it seems that something happened in a short period of time." Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, as always, Harry had never thanked Zhou Yi so much for his mind-reading magic. He had always thought that Zhou Yi must have used such magic. Yes, he used to be a little troubled by this, but now he is even a little fortunate, because he doesn't need to explain the cause of the matter.

"At least the embarrassing part was avoided," Harry thought to himself.

"It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Harry, you've done the right thing, I'm just happy about it," Sure enough, Zhou Yi said like a prophet in the next second, "As for that kid, since his family won't Teach him to speak, then someone else will teach him, no?"

"What happened?" asked Mrs. Malkin in confusion. "And what about the other child?"

Soon, the boy came back, he still covered his mouth, but there was no panic in his expression, but anger and smugness. In Harry's eyes, this was exactly the same as Dudley, because the boy was beside him. Shi was also followed by a tall, thin wizard with blond hair and gray eyes, leaning on a snake-headed staff.

"It was you who attacked my son?" The wizard looked at Harry, and the snake-headed cane in his hand was raised, as if to aim at Harry.

Harry's heart lifted.

"Quiet." After Zhou Yi's voice, Harry was surprised to find that this time, not only the boy, but the wizard who came with the boy couldn't open his mouth. While looking panic, the snake-headed cane in his hand pointed at Zhou Yi.

"The wand is flying." Zhou Yi said again, still not using the wand, Harry almost never saw Zhou Yi using the wand, and the snake-headed cane in the hands of the wizard who came with the boy seemed to come alive The same, moved, twisted dexterously, yes, Harry can only describe it with dexterity, the wand broke free, escaped the wizard's hand, and flew into Zhou Yi's hand.

"Eighteen inches, elm wood, dragon heartstrings, inlaid in this snake-headed cane, I have to say, your taste is really bad, but snakes... Death Eaters, Voldemort?" Zhou Yi shook the snake-headed cane , the temperament of the whole person changed instantly. It was no longer the gentleness before, but there was a hint of sharpness in the elegance. Harry felt that even if Zhou Yi did not speak at this time, he would definitely be the most attractive among the crowd. attention-grabbing presence.

"..." The name Voldemort seems to carry terrible magic. The tall and thin wizard's already horrified eyes narrowed sharply due to a series of changes, and he hurriedly took a few steps back, as if he was about to escape. .

"Stop moving forward." Zhou Yi said, this time everyone saw clearly, Zhou Yi really just said this, and then the wizard seemed to be imprisoned by something invisible, his lower body was completely immobile, and his upper body was completely immobile. It seems to be under his own control, which is quite comical.

"Now, be quiet and listen to me, Mr. Lucius Malfoy," Zhou Yi said, putting the snake-headed cane aside, "no matter what your son tells you, in short, this matter is yours The mistake caused by the son's sake, if you want to use power to solve this matter, then I am happy to use strength to teach you how to be a person, don't doubt the ability of a top wizard.

If you want to use your strength to solve this matter, that's fine. I'll be waiting for you at Hogwarts. By the way, I seem to have forgotten to introduce myself, right? It's not too late to make up for it now. Country, the new Defence Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, I welcome your revenge. It seems that you are still a member of the Hogwarts board of directors. However, before taking revenge, I suggest you think about it, otherwise... Hehe, as a former Death Eater, I wonder how much relationship you have with your master? I'm really curious..."

"Okay, I've finished speaking, you can leave, and take your son who is incompetent, who only looks like a cat and a tiger..." Zhou Yi waved his hand, and the magic that enveloped Lucius was lifted, and he didn't react. Lucius fell directly to the ground, quite embarrassed.

"By the way, and this... Your movements seem to be a little out of standard, Mr. Malfoy." Zhou Yi threw the snake-headed cane back to Lucius.

"..." Lucius picked up the cane, sat up, didn't even bother to pat the dust on his body, didn't say a word, didn't even dare to look at each other, took the little boy and left, And the boy was no longer the same as before. Although the magic had been unlocked, he still covered his mouth, as if stunned.

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Malfoy is very powerful." Mrs. Mokin reminded Zhou Yi kindly.

"I understand, but his power is nothing more than something built on bubbles," Zhou Yi shrugged, "I don't believe the former Death Eater if he says there's nothing in his home."

"Speaking of which, you are really daring to call the mysterious person's name..." Mrs. Mokin shook her head, her face full of incredulity.

After a few more chats, Zhou Yi took Harry away after paying the money.

"Am I in big trouble?" Harry couldn't help but ask worriedly. "That man, is he on the Hogwarts school board?"

"Yes, but so what?" Zhou Yi said calmly, "Do you think I cared about his face or took care of his feelings at the time?"

Harry shook his head decisively.

"Before doing anything, it's best to consider the consequences and assess whether you can afford the consequences, Harry," Zhou Yi said, "Do you know why Headmaster Dumbledore can be respected by so many people? ?"

"Because... he's very powerful?" Harry thought of the thought that Zhou Yi had always instilled in him that "strength is the most important".

"Yes, so he can be so powerful, as long as he wants, the Minister of Magic is his, but he doesn't want to," Zhou Yi nodded, "When the strength is so strong, what you can do will correspond to it. It's a lot more, whether it's the Dark Lord or Dumbledore, of course, it's better to do good things... We're here, your final destination."

Zhou Yi pointed to a small shop in front of him, and Harry looked up—

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