"Hey! Where did this little thief come from!"
"How did you get into my shop!"
Borgin rushed out with shocked fury, but the moment he saw Hagrid, he stopped in his tracks.
Not only because he couldn't stop this half-blood giant when he got violent, but more because of Dumbledore standing behind him—someone he couldn't afford to provoke.
"This is wonderful!"
"Merlin be praised, come with me quickly, Harry. Molly and the others are worried sick. The twins wanted to come with me..."
Hagrid didn't say much more, instead grabbing Harry's hand and walking quickly toward the exit of Knockturn Alley.
He didn't dare linger at this bloody, eerie scene, even with Tiger here.
No, to be precise—Tiger was the greatest danger.
Hagrid still hadn't forgotten the pain of being punched out of his hut.
Toward Slytherin, he maintained the utmost vigilance.
Harry instinctively glanced back at Tiger. Even though Tiger wasn't looking at him, he still showed apologetic eyes, though this apology carried a trace of fear.
This fear wasn't directed at Tiger, but at the Shelbys...
He hadn't expected to see the Shelbys in the magical world, and even less expected that the gang controlling Surrey would remain just as mad and unrestrained here...
Tiger?
Seeing that Hagrid and Harry actually knew these people, Lucius Malfoy turned to study Tiger.
Beneath the sharp, fitted suit was untameable wildness and ferocity, explosive power filling every inch, bringing a heart-stopping sense of oppression.
The eyes behind black-rimmed glasses were full of aggression, like a long-starved beast viewing everyone as food.
Lucius couldn't help but step back twice. Recalling his son's earlier reaction, he asked in a low voice:
"Draco, do you know him too?"
Hearing the voice above his head, Draco instinctively answered: "Of course, Father."
"What year Gryffindor is he?"
Learning the other was also a Hogwarts student, Lucius immediately thought of bringing this group under the Malfoy family's wing.
With only Theodore left in the Nott family, the Malfoys were undoubtedly natural allies.
"Gryffindor?" Draco's head snapped up, tone shocked: "No, how could he possibly be Gryffindor!"
"Those stupid lions aren't worthy!"
"Fa—"
"Tiger's Slytherin, same year as me. He sits right next to me at meals every day."
Draco proudly lifted his head.
"What?!"
Hearing his son's words, Lucius's eyes gradually widened, looking at Tiger in disbelief.
"Motherfucker!"
Seeing the werewolf still groaning on the ground, Tiger spat and kicked it into the shop.
The Shelby members were now cleaning up the battlefield, their crude banter and curses drifting over.
How could he possibly be Slytherin...
He'd never seen a Slytherin spit in his life!
And why didn't he fight with a wand?!
Damn it, he even swore?!
Lucius pressed his lips tightly together.
His cold, proud face turned slightly green. Tiger's spit seemed to have landed on his own face.
"Draco... why don't you... invite your friend... to browse around together... perhaps... he hasn't had time... to buy textbooks..."
The platinum noble almost ground out the invitation through clenched teeth.
But for his son's sake, even if the other really did spit in his face, he'd have to endure it.
Draco looked at his father in surprise.
But after seeing his father's forced smile, he ran excitedly toward Tiger.
"Forgive me, Cissy..."
"For Draco!"
Lucius closed his eyes in pain.
"Harry!"
"Where did you run off to?"
"The Weasleys were going mad with worry!"
Suddenly seeing Harry and Hagrid appear in the crowd, Hermione cried out and ran toward them, her messy hair even more disheveled, her tense, worried expression finally relaxing.
Before Harry could answer, she turned toward a small alley and shouted: "Mr. Weasley, Harry's here!"
Hearing Hermione's call, the Weasley family all ran out of the alley entrance, pushing through the crowd to surround Harry.
"Oh, my goodness!"
"It's all my fault, Harry."
"I should have been more careful!"
Mr. Weasley wiped the anxious sweat from his forehead, silently thanking Merlin's blessing.
Mrs. Weasley looked Harry up and down, brushing soot from his clothes, her eyes somewhat red.
"Harry, you didn't encounter any danger, did you?"
"No, ma'am..."
Harry shrugged, showing an apologetic but relaxed smile, trying to comfort Mrs. Weasley.
But he was interrupted by Hagrid's rumbling voice.
"I found Harry in Knockturn Alley. He'd ended up in that old dog Borgin's shop..."
"Hagrid!"
Mrs. Weasley looked at Hagrid somewhat reproachfully—she didn't want the children learning foul language.
"Cool!"
"We've always wanted to go see that place!"
The Weasley twins exclaimed with envious admiration.
"Hey! Don't even think about it!"
Just as Mrs. Weasley was speaking sternly, Hagrid also advised with deep feeling:
"Molly's right."
"You should listen to her. Knockturn Alley's no good place—full of Dark wizards, vagrants, vampires, werewolves and such..."
Halfway through, Hagrid scratched his head.
"The werewolves are probably gone now. Tiger and his lot seem to have killed most of them. Merlin's rotten wand, I've never seen so many werewolf corpses..."
"What?!"
"Tiger was there too?!"
Hermione's eyes widened suddenly.
Today she'd been feeling disappointed about not coming to Diagon Alley with Tiger.
She hadn't expected Tiger to have gone to Knockturn Alley.
"Whoa!!!"
"That's so cool!!!"
"Hunting werewolves?!"
"Bloody hell!!!"
This time it wasn't just the Weasley twins—even Ron gaped in amazement.
Though Ginny didn't know Tiger, she was equally stunned by such behavior.
"George!"
"Fred!"
The Weasley twins exchanged glances, their desire to visit Knockturn Alley growing stronger.
If their mother Molly weren't here stopping them, they'd definitely rush to Knockturn Alley to find Tiger immediately.
Werewolf teeth could probably sell for good money.
"Alright, children!"
Knowing his sons well, Mr. Weasley quickly interrupted the conversation to eliminate the twins' eager thoughts.
"It's good nothing happened."
"Time's pressing. Let's go buy books first—we have quite a lot to purchase today."
With that, he led the way toward Flourish and Blotts, Mrs. Weasley calling for the children to follow.
Hermione glanced toward Knockturn Alley but ultimately didn't go find Tiger. Her mother, Mrs. Granger, had told her that when men were handling business, women shouldn't interfere.
Whether that business was proper or not.
Of course, you could settle accounts later.
The Weasley twins and Ron pulled Harry to their side, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement.
"Harry, what did you see there!"
"How was it different from Diagon Alley?"
Harry shook his head with lingering fear. "Completely different." He pointed at the clear sky.
"It's like another world there—misty, very oppressive, and terrifying..."
"Terrifying?"
The Weasley twins both raised their eyebrows.
"Like the things there."
Harry thought for a moment, remembering the Dark magical objects Raven Borgin had introduced to Draco. He'd been hiding in the cabinet then, hearing everything clearly.
"In the shops..."
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