Harry entered the Leaky Cauldron popular wizarding pub, which is also an entrance for Diagon Ally.

It wasn't too late either early, but there were still wizards and witches inside the pub, just sitting or chatting or reading.

Harry didn't bother with any of them. He went to the counter: "Tom, one Exploding lemonade, please."

"Right away, Sire," he replied.

Tom is the owner of Leaky Cauldron. He is an old man with a bald head. Many of his friends tease him for having the same first name as Voldemort.

He brought a drink with him for Harry in a few minutes.

"Sire, you seem to be new around here, but I haven't met you before," he rudely asked but pretending like it was nothing as it was his habit and gossipy nature.

"Oh, yes, we were busy when we came last time thus didn't greet you at that time. Hope you won't mind it," Harry replied, "Nice Beverage, by the way."

"Of course not, I am just old who likes to talk a lot. And thank you, though I have heard that many times, I still feel proud every time," he said.

Harry nodded and became serious after finishing his glass: "Let us introduce ourselves first, The name is Harvey. You would already know our purpose if you read the Daily Prophet. We would like to rent one room for a few days, and, also, we would like to apologize for your inconvenience in adding your pub's address without your consent."

"Nonsense. Many people do that for business, and it only increases my pub's popularity," he laughed. Harry was glad that Tom didn't mind.

"Room no. 11 will be yours to use," he said again. Unknowingly he gave Harry the same room he might have given him in his third year of school's stay in the future.

"You have our thanks," Harry said.

Last time when he visited Diagon Alley, he changed his form other than Harvey's. Now, he was trying to impose himself as a scion of the Nobel family of pure blood. Thus, he referred to himself as Royal 'We' rather than 'I'. Although it won't prove outright him as a member of the noble family, that is what he was looking for, to create confusion about his identity. Wizards are a smart bunch of people, so it was required to hide his secrete.

As long as his bearing is good, people will link him to one of the hidden pureblood families.

While they were talking, the door of the hallway opened. A couple entered while talking to each other in a low voice. By no means did their talking look like harmonies. They seem to debate on something, and from the expression of the lady; she didn't look pleased with how the conversation was going.

(Photos of Narissa: https://imgur.com/a/z8EGjp4 )

She looked extremely beautiful with blond shiny hair, eyes as blue as the deep ocean and jade white skin.

She looked like she was 22 years old, but Harry knew better not to believe what he saw, thus he assumes her real age around 30. And in the future, he will know that his prediction was right.

Harry was staring at her until she entered the room.

Now, she looked at him, feeling his gaze on herself, Like, all women, have an instinct to know when someone is looking at her.

Harry smiled at her. She felt like flowers were blossoming and sunrise from him as his smile was so dazzling. She took steps toward him unconsciously as she was attracted by his smile. She only came to herself when her husband shouted in a slightly louder voice. She still went toward him and sat a little further from him on the chair beside the counter, a place, where she could, with a side glance, could look at him.

"They are Malfoys," Tom informed Harry in a whisper, "And that Lucius, he is connected, very well connected. He came out unscratched even though he was a death eater once." He went to them to greet them.

"Greetings, Sire and Madame," Tom said.

"Usuals," Mr. Malfoy replied without looking at him. It was rude of him, but Tom didn't mind as if it was normal for him.

Harry had heard that name before as he was doing research about so-called scared twenty-eight Nobel pureblood families. He needs them for his plan. He was going to approach them all one-by-one, but today opportunity presented itself.

Until now, Harry hasn't looked at the man beside her. He looked ghastly pale, white-blonde hair and gray eyes. If he hadn't dressed properly and that smug face, shouting, his superiority as pureblood, people would think of him as a ghost.

They were still talking to each other in whispers while Narcissa would steal a glance toward Harry. Clearly showing interest in a devilish charming face with beautiful bright green eyes. It wasn't just her, and every other witch in the room was checking him out.

He came up with the plan and approached Tom for his help, and explained to him what he needed to do. Tom wasn't sure, but the promise of a generous tip from him, after his help, made him convinced.

It wasn't a big plan. It was just that he had learned something about marking and applying it here.

He ordered another drink for himself to make him look busy.

Soon, Tom served all of them their drinks, and he sat near them and started chatting with them happily as ever.

Within talks, he mentioned Harry, as he is looking for suppliers for ingredients or just ingredients, for double the price of the market.

When they heard that, both Malfoy's eyes lit up. Lucius was looking for easy money as his whole family relies on business, like other Nobel families. Narcissa was curious about that handsome man. So both of them asked Tom to introduce them to the young man.

When Tom arrived near him, Harry knew his plan was a success.

"Sire Harvey, I would like to introduce Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy," Tom said, "and this is one and only sire Harvey."

"Malfoy? Oh, yes Malfoys. We have heard about them, of course," Harry exclaimed.

"We are extremely pleased to meet you, Mr. Malfoy," Harry shacks hands with him.

"And my lady, your beauty is spread across the country, but we have to say, you look more beautiful then rumor says." Harry took her hand kissed between first and second knuckle. She went pink from white, as she liked the greetings and compliments from Harry. "You are flattering me, my lord." But her smile says otherwise.

Narcissa inside her cursing herself, as she was acting like a little teenage girl in love, for god sake, she was a mother of twins, a boy and girl. Although her married life was sustained because of their children, she hadn't had sex with her husband after the birth of twins, and she was going crazy from it, though she has found some way to release it. But she couldn't control herself after looking at this young, handsome man for an unknown reason.

"Please, how can we be in your service?" Harry asked him after greetings.

"I heard you were looking for a continued supply of ingredients," Harry didn't reply. He raised his eyebrow and looked at Tom.

"Please don't blame him, besides it will be easier for you too," Lucius persuaded.

"That makes sense," Harry nodded.

"Sires, Madame, I will take my leave. I need to clean room no. 11 for sire Harvey, as he is staying here for a few days," Tom said.

'Perfect! The old man really knows how to act.'

"Ah, yes, we were indeed looking for it, so we can prove ourselves to the world, without depending on our family. Our family stays hidden, so, even if they want to help it will be hard." Harry lied without feeling ounce of shame. He prepared this story before coming here.

"I understood your predicament perfectly. I am willing to help the young lord for his purpose." Lucius declared his loyalty to Harry. But Narcissa knew her husband better, as he was just flattering him for future benefit, as hidden pureblood family doomed to be richer than themselves. But she can't decline that she wasn't interested, although for other reasons.

Harry nodded and acted as if he was a big deal. "We won't forget people who helped us in need." He took out parchment, as the paper wasn't used by wizards, filled with ingredients, around 40 of them.

"This many?" Lucius was surprised. "It will be hard for trade, rather we..."

"Who said we just wanted to trade from one to the other? We are purchasing them for potions. We will sell potions." The other two were shocked when Harry declared that. What kind of potion required these many ingredients?

"Those are the ingredients we need to create all our potions," Harry said.

"The young lord is a Potion master! That is incredible," Lucius praised. "And alchemy master too," Harry added proudly.

After that, they sat there and talked about their deal.

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Note:

People are complaining about filler chapters, but they aren't fillers. They are connected at the end of this arc one way or another.

Also, I write this detail about a place or person, even if it takes more time and effort for me because everyone doesn't remember them from the original novel. The second reason is that movies are different from novels. Like Tom here is bald in a book, while in a movie there are two different characters who played his role. Another example is Bellatrix and Narcissa. Bellatrix is the elder sister while Narcissa is the younger sister, but in the movie, Bellatrix looks younger while Narcissa looks older. So I write in detail to clear that kind of confusion. Another would be a hidden pureblood family which hasn't been mentioned in the movie.

As for slow, I think, I clearly said that it is a slow arc. It needs time, background and story to build for Harry to go Ilvermorny.

Next chapter: Annoying Mr. Malfoy