Harry Potter's Bastard

Solim hadn't planned to go with Harry to the Black family's ancestral home, and it wasn't necessary. The feather from the ashes was just a way to tell Solim that Harry was there.

Through the portkey, he returned to his home on Fair Island, just in time for dinner.

"What the hell did you just do?" Draco asked curiously, "Of course, if it's not convenient to say, forget it." "

Solim suddenly said he was going out, and before Draco could say anything, Solim turned into a flash of fire and disappeared.

"There's nothing that can't be said. Solim sat down, "Just doing Dumbledore a favor." "

"Dumbledore?" Sylna looked at her brother, "Never idle on holidays?"

"Harry had just been attacked—a Dementor. Solim cut the chops on his plate and said, "Dumbledore told me to hold him down and not let him leave his relative's house. "

"Dementors?" Draco shuddered.

"Dementors broke into Muggle homes?" Silna's eyes widened, "this is too ......"

"No, Harry was attacked from outside. "

"Then he's miserable. Draco gloated, "He didn't learn the Patronus Charm, he'd definitely feed the Dementors." "

Draco knew that since Solim had said so, then Harry had certainly not been sucked out of his soul.

"You saved him?"

"No, Harry chased away the Dementors himself—two. "

Solim's words made Draco think there was something wrong with his ears.

"But...... What did he use to drive away the Dementors?"

Harry hadn't learned the Patronus Charm, he could only emit some silver mist, something Draco knew, and he couldn't figure out how Harry had managed to get rid of the Dementors, or two.

"Patronus Charm, of course. Solim glanced at Draco, "Or what else do you think it could be? Shouting or sticks?"

"But...... Didn't he learn the Patronus Charm?

"He will now. Solim now feels a little unacceptable in retrospect. Unacceptable, but understandable.

Harry's magic is arguably the best among his peers, and he is quite determined. All he lacked was an opportunity, and when everything fell into place, Harry would be able to unleash a complete Patronus.

Draco and Sylna were both speechless. Several people who studied magic with Solim knew each other's level, Harry knew very well what level they had, how could Harry, who could only release some silver mist before the holiday, suddenly release a complete Patronus? It had only been a little over a month since the holiday, and Draco, as a person who had mastered the Patronus Charm, knew very well the difficulty of this.

Seeing Draco's expression, Solim knew what he was thinking, and explained to him why Harry was able to unleash a physical Patronus.

“...... Is that okay?" Sylna was a little unbalanced, she hadn't fully mastered the Patronus Charm yet.

"His magic is already up to par, and his will is strong enough, he just needs an opportunity. Solim said.

"If I'm not mistaken...... Draco tilted his head in thought, "he can't cast spells in that place, right? It doesn't seem to be a wizarding colony, and his relatives are Muggles, right?"

"That's true. The Ministry of Magic sent him a letter and he had a hearing where the Ministry would decide whether to expel him, and if Harry was fired, the Ministry would break his wand. Solim said lightly, he didn't think it was a big deal.

"But why did the Dementors go there?" Draco wondered, "Aren't they all guarding Azkaban?"

"Are you stupid?" Sylna glanced at Draco, "You don't want to think about it, what time is it?"

Draco stopped talking.

"Let Dumbledore keep this busy, this matter is not a problem for Dumbledore. At most, it will involve his energy, and it will not play a decisive role. "

Minors can cast spells as big or small, and as long as they don't cause very serious effects, it's not a big deal. With Dumbledore's connections and abilities, there is no difficulty in settling such a thing, and holding on to death is to distract him. Harry would never have been expelled, and if Harry had been expelled for casting spells outside of school, the people of the wizarding world would flood the Ministry with roaring letters once the news spread.

"I'm going to go to Diagon Alley tomorrow. Solim said as he wiped out the food on his plate, "I still have some things to do, so you guys can stay at home tomorrow." "

"Is that convenient?" said Sylna, glancing at her brother.

"There's nothing you can't say, go to Gringotts for some money. "

"There is a limit to how much Muggle money can be converted into Galleons. Draco reminded, "Not much." "

"What about the money you can exchange Galleons for Muggles, is there a limit?"

"I haven't heard of that, but I think about it, if it weren't for the Ministry of Magic's request, how would those goblins accept this kind of exchange business?"

Gringotts has a business of exchanging pounds into Galleons, which is mainly for Muggle families, whose children have to buy in Diagon Alley before going to Hogwarts, and wizards only recognize Galleons, so the Ministry of Magic will ask Gringotts to provide this exchange business.

To be honest, the goblins don't look down on the paper money of the Muggles, they think it's a pile of waste paper, and those who are new to the wizarding world actually want to exchange pieces of waste paper for Galleons, which is simply a robbery in the eyes of the goblins, but who calls their fists not as big as wizards, and each exchange business is only a few days, and the amount is very small, and the goblins pinch their noses and admit it.

"What? are you going to get Galleons for some Muggle money?" Sylna asked, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll tell you when the time comes. But if there's anything left, I can take you out for a stroll, and it's time to relax. Solim wiped his mouth and pushed his chair away and stood up.

"Sounds like you're going to redeem a lot of money. Draco said, "Do you want to help? I have Gringotts' ID, so I can go through the VIP lane." "

"It's none of your business. Solim said, "Just stay here honestly, don't think about going out and running around, it's going to be messy soon." "

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Harry had just finished eating when Solim stood up, but the atmosphere at their table wasn't so good.

There was tension in the kitchen, mostly between Mrs. Weasley and Sirius.

"He's only fifteen!" Jasmine glared at Sirius, "and he's not a member of the Order of the Phoenix!"

"He's old enough, and as his godfather, I think ......"

"That's right, Godfather, but not Father! You shouldn't tell him what he shouldn't know!" Jasmine didn't give in, her words already Sirius to the fire.