"I forgot to mention, my whole family is from Slytherin House," Malfoy said with a bit of arrogance on his face, "That place can really cultivate talents. If I were assigned to Hufflepuff, I would still
It's better to drop out of school, it's just a concentration camp for idiots."
His words were full of disdain.
Harry was confused as he listened. He had never heard of names like Slytherin and Hufflepuff, who had been staying at Aunt Petunia's house.
He felt that he was terrible and didn't understand anything.
Joel and Eddie felt a little uncomfortable when they heard Malfoy's words. They stayed at Hogwarts for one academic year and had a more comprehensive and profound understanding of the four houses. Although many Hufflepuff students are timid,
They love eating and gossiping a lot, but they are also warm-hearted.
If you get lost in the castle, the Slytherin students will snort and ignore you; the Ravenclaw students will semi-sarcastically ask you to think carefully with your not-so-smart brain; the Gryffindor students will take the initiative
Give you a hint
It's the wrong road, and there's Peeves waiting with a water balloon on that road; only the Hufflepuff students will help you sincerely, and maybe even take you to the kitchen to find a house elf who wants to fill you up with two refreshments.
Hungry belly.
Allen's pale face turned red, "Malfoy, what you said is too much."
Malfoy shrugged his shoulders indifferently, "It doesn't matter, there won't be any Hufflepuffs here, right?"
She looked unhappy, Malfoy blushed a little, pursed his lips and remained silent.
Madam Malkin's pen tip flew across the parchment with much greater force than before.
The atmosphere in the robe shop was awkwardly quiet.
Harry also stepped on the footstool under Madam Malkin's arrangement and stretched out his arms for her to measure.
"Look at the stupid guy outside!" Malfoy's face was red with fever. He was eager to divert everyone's attention. Everyone followed his fingers and saw a strong and powerful man with a beard standing in front of the robe shop.
Outside the window, there are two portions of chocolate hazelnut ice cream in his hand.
Seeing everyone's eyes turning to him, the big man showed an honest smile and waved to Harry. His movements were a little too big and a large piece of ice cream flew out of his hand.
"What an idiot." Malfoy was eager to find something to criticize to prove himself. "He is a servant of Hogwarts, right? I heard my father say that he once played with a wand and burned down the wooden house.
If it breaks, my father and the board of directors will have to pay for it to be repaired."
"Hagrid is not a fool, nor is he a servant!" Harry said coldly, "He is the gamekeeper of Hogwarts!"
"Really?" Malfoy snorted.
Just when the conflict was about to break out, Mrs. Malkin suddenly said that the sizes of Joel and the three of them had been measured, and within a week of payment, the robes would be sent by owl to the address they left.
The three of them left the robe shop as if they were fleeing.
"God, I have never seen such a ignorant and arrogant person!" Eddie squeezed the broom in his hand, "Who is he?"
"Draco Malfoy, the sole heir of the Malfoy family," Alan said in a low voice. Seeing Eddie's confused face, he clearly didn't know about the Malfoy family, so he explained: "The Malfoy family is known as the richest family in Britain.
The family owns land and shops all over the UK, owns immeasurable gold galleons, and is also the trustee of Hogwarts."
"So exaggerated?" Eddie took a breath, and then set a small goal for himself: "I must build a business empire bigger than the Malfoy family in my life!"
Joel and Alan looked at each other and smiled. They both thought Eddie was joking. The Malfoy family had accumulated dozens of generations to have the strong financial resources they have today. In Joel's impression, even if the Malfoy family was completely defeated by Voldemort,
Even after failure and death, he did not fall down, and his background is evident.
The three of them enjoyed a sandwich at a restaurant outside Diagon Alley and agreed to meet at Hogwarts on September 1st.
Joel spent the rest of the day in his room at the Leaky Cauldron, sorting out the information in his mind about making wands.
The length of the holly branches must be about fifteen inches, and they must be straight without any signs of bending. The collection time must be "at eight o'clock on the Wednesday before the Thursday that is the full moon day." After cutting the branches, they must be bathed in the moonlight and the next morning.
dewdrops, and then put it in a cool place to dry...
Unicorn hair is collected as the core of the wand on a full moon night, and a long and strange spell must be recited at the same time.
The simplest step is to pour fresh blood and wrap the wand completely.
The wand making instructions broke Joel's fantasy of going to the market to buy raw materials.
It seems that he will have to figure out a solution after arriving at Hogwarts, so Joel can only use the wand at hand for the time being.
September 1st came quickly, Joel packed his luggage, moved out of the Leaky Cauldron, and got his deposit back from the owner, Tom.
I have to say that wandering around on the street with a birdcage containing an owl was very eye-catching. Joel had no choice but to find a remote alley and get in. He stretched out his wand to hail the Knight Bus and headed to King's Cross Station.
Joel, who was thrown away by the high speed of the Knight Bus, carried his suitcase and staggered into platform 9?.
Thanks to the speed of the Knight Bus, Joel managed to reach the Hogwarts Express compartment forty minutes before departure.
He threw his luggage on the upper shelf in a daze, then took out a copy of "Chadwick's Magic" from his bag. After he calmed down, he began to read it carefully.
By the time he had read the two chapters attentively, the train had already sounded a loud whistle, and many students, accompanied by their parents, came to the platform, reluctantly said goodbye to their families, and boarded the Hogwarts Express.
The special list was filled with the sounds of a classmate who had not seen each other during the holidays, as well as the repeated instructions from parents outside the special list.
Eddie dragged a suitcase not much shorter than himself to the compartment where Joel was.
Upon seeing this, Joel quickly stepped forward to help, and the two of them used all their strength to place the large suitcase on the overhead shelf.
"What did you bring?" Joel asked in confusion.
"You'll know when you get to school!" Eddie clapped his hands happily, "They are all treasures!"
"By the way," Eddie took out a paper bag from his schoolbag and handed it to him, "Have you had breakfast? My dad made beef sandwiches this morning and he asked me to bring you one."
"That's great." Joel was not polite and took it over and started eating directly. A few days before the holiday ended, he couldn't stand the breakfast skills of Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, so he had to go outside to buy something at the Muggle breakfast restaurant. This morning, due to the
Carrying the owl cage attracted so much attention that he didn't even have time to have breakfast.
The sandwich should have been casted by a heat preservation spell and is still warm in your hand. The sweet taste of malt, the rich and full texture of thick-cut beef, and the sweet and sourness of a small pickle all blend together perfectly under the high temperature baking.
When you bite into it, the flavors of mushroom juice and onion juice are released at the same time, making the beef taste more tender and diverse.