Everyday Players at Hogwarts..

Chapter 621 Draco Malfoy with Permission

The weather in England is mostly rainy.

What’s even more outrageous is that the rain comes very suddenly, several times in a twenty-four hour day.

Plus a bit of grey sky most of the time.

There is no way to judge the suddenness of the rain.

It's the same today.

While Luna and Ryan went to the pet store called Magic Zoo, Harry, Ron, and Draco were preparing to go to Hagrid's Hut again after a long absence.

However, when we were halfway there, a torrential rain started.

To make matters worse, the road to Hagrid's hut at the edge of the Forbidden Forest was downhill.

Plus the grass beneath their feet was soft and wet, and the mud was slippery.

It was difficult for the three of them to even quicken their pace and walk quickly.

As for Harry, who should have been able to handle it with ease, he had a strong body after transformation, his blood replaced with silver potion, and the magical superb steps that Ryan called "lifting" that he had trained through fighting the vampire Snape, the headless knight Sirius, and the troll Dumbledore in various environments in hundreds of dreams.

However, because of Ron who was hanging on his right side.

He could only walk towards Hagrid's cabin, taking one step forward and one step back, like the other two.

Not even using magic.

However, before they got close, when they were about a hundred meters away from the cabin, everything changed.

An invisible shield suddenly appeared in mid-air.

It was a cover that looked like an inverted iron pot, made of a medium that would be invisible if it weren't for the rain hitting it and flowing down the edge.

The sickening feeling of slipping, sinking and being unable to escape under their feet disappeared.

Instead, it was the feeling of walking on a solid, dry, friction-rich cobblestone floor.

"It's Hagrid!" The three of them looked towards the cabin.

The door of the cabin was already open.

Hagrid's huge body was already looming behind the door.

They looked down and saw that the ground beneath their feet was no longer grass and mud.

But stepping in mid-air.

Ron shook off Harry and ran excitedly towards the cabin.

The feeling of being suspended in mid-air and yet having his feet on the ground made Ron like a wild horse.

And Draco wasn't much better.

A hint of heat and blush slowly emerged on his pale face, which was still wet with cold rain.

He walked slowly with his chest puffed out, head held high, and butt sticking out in a very strange posture.

It seemed as if the road leading to the cabin was a red carpet, with a group of reporters carrying cameras on both sides of the red carpet.

Draco was giving Harry this feeling right now.

However, before Harry had time to think about the two people's behavior, Hagrid's voice rang in his ears.

"Harry, you guys are here!"

Harry looked up as he was walking quickly forward, but there was no sign of Hagrid.

All they saw was Hagrid holding up Hephaestus, both of them waving at them.

Ron ran faster, Draco picked up his pace, and even Harry broke into a trot.

However, as I approached the cabin, a slightly warm and dry feeling swept over my skin.

The clothes soaked with rain became dry, and the hair that was wet and mixed with oil also regained its freshness as when I just went out.

It was Hephaestus. He stretched out three huge hands made of fire and swept them over the three people.

After a while, Hagrid saw the three men had walked into the cabin.

The protective shield in the air disappeared, and the rain that was sliding down along the arc fell to the ground with a splash.

The door closed automatically, and three benches were slightly suspended, drifting like racing cars, and came behind the three people, then slowly fell to the floor.

"Sit down..." All three of them sat down. The table by the wall, like the bench just now, appeared in the middle of the room, in front of the three of them.

Tea cups, plates, knives and forks were all lifted up by a pair of invisible hands and appeared at the elbows of the three people.

Steaming tea appeared in the cup, and three thick rock cakes and some fried sausages appeared on the plate.

Faced with the rock pancakes that they hadn't seen for a long time, Harry and Ron both ate the sausages reluctantly.

Only Draco, who had never seen a rock cake before, confidently cut it with his knife, and then - it got stuck.

He tried to pull it out with all his strength, but until his veins popped out, the knife remained motionless in the same place.

"Merlin's beard! What is that?"

"Rock pancakes, very chewy, right? The filling is beef, with black pepper and onions!" Hagrid stroked his beard proudly, "Lian came over recently, so I made a lot."

"Do you know that Ryan?" Draco couldn't help but become interested.

Gave up the duel with the table knife.

Ryan Smith, Harry's roommate.

But whether it was Harry, Ron, Neville, or even Ginny, they all seemed to be very secretive about him.

He had almost no impression of this person.

I can't even remember what he looks like.

Harry and Ron were not surprised by Draco's curiosity.

They all thought it was because Draco was knocked out of the carriage by Ryan's magic when they were on the train when they first entered school.

They had no idea that Draco didn't know what Ryan looked like, and that he had forgotten about it.

Ryan, who was choosing a Kneazle with Luna, looked over because his name was called.

He smiled slightly.

Draco remembered everything on the train and Ryan's appearance.

However, he didn't find it strange at all.

It seems like I have never forgotten it.

Ryan's previous blockade of Draco was entirely due to one thing.

That is, the attention of the gods is magical.

Although Ryan is only a demigod, he possesses the kingdom of God and the Moon Phantom, which has the ability to change reality almost as well as his alternate world after Dio ascended to heaven in JOJO's Bizarre Adventure.

His gaze could be described as that of a god.

Those he loves will receive invisible blessings, and their fortune and mental state will be much better.

And what he hates will naturally make him depressed and unlucky all day long.

Draco Malfoy was the guy he had always hated.

Of course, this dislike is based on the original Draco Malfoy.

It has nothing to do with the current world line.

Therefore, Ryan would not pay enough attention to him as if it were a curse.

But the subconscious malice still exists.

Although Ryan can control the magic power caused by this, it consumes a tiny amount of energy that can be recovered in an instant.

Spending it on Draco is worthless.

But now, Ryan, who was in a good mood because of Luna, agreed to Draco's knowledge of his information.

All the memories that were buried in the heart by the hidden magic have surfaced one by one.