In the auditorium, the new students of Slytherin were still enthusiastically promoting the dean's achievements yesterday, which also made the front of the long table a little noisy.
Daphne quietly cut off a piece of bacon, brushed the long, smooth hair from her forehead, and put it into her mouth gracefully, with disdain hidden in her eyes.
As the delicious juice licked her tender taste buds, Daphne remembered the past glory of pure blood.
I'm so depraved. I watched the performances of my classmates with disappointment. I couldn't see a trace of aristocratic grace in them. Pansy on the side even danced and gestured, like a monkey wearing an aristocratic coat.
As her eyes moved, Daphne felt her eyes light up. Crabbe and Goyle were sitting neatly on either side of Malfoy, glancing enviously at their classmates who were immersed in the joyful exchange from time to time. Unfortunately, the boss would not let them participate.<
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Draco followed the dining etiquette perfectly, and every move made Daphne feel impeccable.
At the professor's chair, even though the auditorium was a little noisy, Aini's excellent hearing allowed the little wizards' talk to rush into Aini's mind.
Brain pain.(???︿???)
It was because I was kicked by Quirrell that day that I wanted to plan a counterattack for Harry.
Practice has proven that unless Harry becomes Harry, the Potions Professor's defense is impenetrable!
I need to think carefully about how to solve Harry's problem. The poor kid's mind must be in a mess right now, especially when this incident is his own fault.
To be honest, Malfoy wanted to chat and laugh gregariously in the cheerful atmosphere of the new Slytherin students around him, but unfortunately he was not in the mood.
He hasn't had much contact with Potter recently, because the little savior rejected his hand of friendship when school started. After that, their interactions were very frequent, and of course the process was not very pleasant.
His family education since he was a child made him not feel that he had done anything wrong, but after his subsequent contact with Professor Scamander, something different was put into his head.
Gradually, he began to examine his behavior, and the conflicts with his classmates became less and less. His more and more aristocratic demeanor also allowed him to be recognized by the orthodox seniors. Combined with his impressive family, he naturally became
The most prominent person in the lower class of Slytherin.
He used to be full of resentment towards Harry, but yesterday when he saw his old enemy fall under the ridicule, he somehow didn't feel that happy. Instead, he accidentally sent away the two followers and carried Harry to the school hospital.
Go.
Then he met Ron who was chasing him.
Malfoy touched the corner of his mouth that had healed. The red-haired monster was still as reckless as ever, and punched himself when he came up.
I hate red hair.
After dinner, Malfoy rarely held Goyle and Crabbe's shoulders, and walked out of the auditorium together. Justin gave him a pair of rackets for Christmas, and he said that Muggles call them tennis balls.
The small yellow-green thing feels good, but it's a pity that it doesn't move. Muggle things are always inferior to wizards' creations, but it doesn't hurt to play with them occasionally.
"Come on, brothers, let's try some Muggle gadgets."
"Boss, you have dismissed Muggle products before, and Uncle Malfoy..."
"Whatever, let's just have fun. Come on, have a smile." Malfoy interrupted Goyle's chatter, held their chins, and used his fingers to make a smile.
When Malfoy retracted his finger, the smiles on their faces did not disappear, but became more natural. They were a little flattered by the boss's sudden intimate behavior.
I can't figure out when my family started to surround the Malfoy family. In short, as long as the two of them can remember, their father's generation was headed by Uncle Malfoy.
In fact, the friendship between the three families is extremely long-lasting. In modern times, their relationship became even closer after they joined the Death Eaters together.
In the tense period after Voldemort's fall, their alliance was once again strengthened in the face of reckoning.
The two of them have been closely associated with Malfoy since childhood. Although there are adult factors, Malfoy has been a person who knows how to share since he was a child. The two of them have no objection to following his instructions, but that's all.
However, all this changed after he entered school. The originally arrogant and arrogant little boy walked in another direction step by step in front of them. The two of them also felt his thoughtfulness and respect, which made them begin to believe in this unofficial decision.
Alliance successor.
But now, the sense of intimacy that had gradually disappeared since they grew up reappeared, surrounded by the figure next to them who was shorter than them, and a touch of dazzling blond hair began to occupy their field of vision little by little.
At this time, Malfoy was still talking about his holiday arrangements.
"You know that my father often corresponds with Professor Snape. I don't know what they said, but obviously the professor praised me and my father doubled my pocket money."
"You two are growing up too fast. You should give me a little more even height. I feel like your robes are almost turning into waistcoats. But it doesn't matter, friends. I wrote and made an appointment with Mrs. Witte to take off your clothes together during the summer vacation."
Order a few clothes from a ready-made clothing store..."
The smiles on their faces became brighter and brighter, and they believed that this good mood would accompany them all day long—until they were stopped by the person behind them.
They are the savior and the red-haired monster who rejected the boss's kindness.
Crabbe and Goyle broke away from Malfoy's hands and took a step forward to stand between him and the trio.
Malfoy patted their shoulders, thanked them for their protection, and then passed through them and stood in front of Harry.
Even Harry ignored the two of them, his eyes now entirely focused on the blond boy.
"Ron told me what happened yesterday, and I apologize to you on his behalf." Harry bowed slightly towards Malfoy, and then pulled an arc from the corner of his mouth. He felt that his vocal cords were a little stiff, and he was still the first person with Malfoy.
It was such a calm conversation for the first time. Usually I would either make a fuss or make sarcastic comments.
"And, thank you, Malfoy." As he thanked him, Harry suddenly felt his body relax and stretched out his right hand inexplicably.
But when he reached half way, he felt regretful. It was this action that made him the laughing stock of Hogwarts yesterday. He couldn't please the professor. Potter fainted in shame. God knows how long this title will stay with him, and now he has it again.
reached out to a Slytherin.
"Oh, Potter, I can't accept your apology..."
Listening to Malfoy's always slow tone, Harry expected a giant mantis to jump out from behind the pillar and chop off his outstretched right hand. After a while, he would tie it around his waist and never let it stretch out again.
Opportunity.
"Weasley already apologized yesterday. But I will accept your thank you." After finishing his words smoothly, Malfoy took Harry's right hand and shook it slightly, with a smile on his face.
A reserved smile.
Feeling Malfoy's return grip, Harry felt as if he was being pulled back to the shore from a deep pool where he was about to drown, and he couldn't wait to breathe more air.
Soon Malfoy's smile spread to Harry's face, and then gradually expanded, and the two of them laughed hand in hand under the inexplicable gazes of Goyle, Crabbe and Ron.
At this time, Pansy and Hermione, who had hurriedly chased after them, also arrived at the scene and looked at each other in disbelief.
Aini, who followed quietly behind, laughed silently, adding his own plot, making it more and more interesting.
But then Aini stopped laughing, and Pansy, who suspected that she was in a dream, twisted her arm hard.
Well, it's Hermione's arm.
The five boys formed a half circle, extending their arms and then retracting them. They looked at the girls struggling together and had no idea what to do.
Ani pretended to have just met and walked into the hall, waving his magic wand to separate the two.
"Can someone tell me what happened?"
Facing Ani, who was pretending to be stupid, Harry described the matter time and time again.
"Ron, Draco, take the two ladies to the school doctor's office."
After sending a few people away, Aini called Harry and walked towards the Forbidden Forest.
"Sorry, Harry." Aini believed that he had an unshirkable responsibility, which was not mentioned in the original novel.
In the loud and ostentatious description of the Slytherin freshman, the picture outlined in Aini's mind made him shudder. It can be called a classic social death scene.
He knows very well how terrible such a bad experience is for a child who is not yet mentally mature. After time, a series of subsequent events can distort a person's psyche.
Just when Ani was still searching for words to comfort Harry, the boy suddenly stopped.
"It's not your fault, Ani."
Ani stopped. He thought that Harry might regret his actions that day, and was worried about the ridicule he would face. Harry's expression filled with all kinds of negative emotions flashed through his mind.
But what he saw when he turned around was a smile that was not bright, but very pure.
"Is it weird?" Harry raised his eyebrows and asked, seeing Aini's expression as if Hatcher had his neck pinched midway through the beating.
"I'm a little surprised. Originally, I was trying to comfort you, but obviously you did it yourself." Aini has no doubt that if it were another little wizard, he would have experienced the nightmare scene yesterday, and he would still be crying on the bed now.
Nose, sincerely praised: "Harry, you are better than I thought."
"Actually, it's nothing." Harry waved his hand shyly, "Actually, I was so panicked yesterday that I even lay in bed and didn't dare to get up after waking up today."
"I'm afraid that when I go out, I will face waves of ridicule again."
Harry's tone was very calm, as if the person who was in panic more than ten hours ago was not him.
"Again?" Aini repeated a word, and he suddenly thought that the boy in front of him, who was hailed as the savior, did not have such a satisfactory life in the Muggle world.
"Yes, again. Before I came to Hogwarts, I never thought that so many people would know about me."
"Take this year's enrollment as a milestone, and then for many years before, I was ignored and bullied by others. Although I didn't know it, Cousin Dali taught those bad boys who beat me a lesson, but I still
You will often be laughed at."
"At that time, I learned to ignore these sarcastic remarks." At this point, Harry smiled mockingly, as if he was saying hello to his former self.
"I suddenly thought of something I didn't care about for a long time. Why did it suddenly cause so much trouble to me?"
"The savior, the Boy Who Lived, the Terminator of the Dark Lord, the wizards who enthusiastically came to shake my hand one after another. Faced with all of this, I lifted myself up little by little, selectively forgetting about the man who lived in