"Yes." Harry said slowly, his eyes wandering on the two lackeys beside Malfoy.
"This is Goyle and Crabbe. Let me introduce myself. I am Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." Malfoy coughed slightly and stretched out his right hand.
Before Harry could say anything, Ron snorted at the side.
Joel stayed aside and pretended to be transparent. He just wanted to leave here, but Goyle and Crabbe, two broad-shouldered weirdos, blocked the door directly.
Malfoy realized that Harry didn't want to shake his hand, so he quickly retracted his hand, and then treated Ron with a bit of anger, "Huh, you must be a Weasley child, right?"
"The Weasley family is like mice, they live in a litter all their lives," Malfoy sneered mercilessly, his eyes lingering on Ron's washed robes that turned white, "I wonder if your fabrics are enough to cover them."
Stay off your butts?"
When Ron heard this, he was so excited that he stepped forward and punched Malfoy, but Goyle and Crabbe behind Malfoy gave full play to their role as bodyguards. They stepped forward and pushed the thin Ron down on the chair with a hard push.
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The force was a bit strong, Ron held his waist and hissed softly.
"Malfoy, you are going too far!" Joel couldn't help it anymore and said.
"Why are you here?" Malfoy then noticed Joel next to Ron and Harry. He didn't remember Joel's name, but was deeply impressed by his handsome and extraordinary face.
Joel did not answer him, but stood up straight. Although the rough British eating style was not liked by Joel, it was better than adequate nutrition. At the age of 12, he was 1.6 meters tall, and Malfoy could only reach the bridge of his nose.
The deterrent effect of height on children is quite astonishing. Malfoy compared his height and wisely took half a step back, losing half of his momentum.
Malfoy reacted and put on his most ferocious expression to glare at Joel and the three of them, but made no move with his hands.
He was afraid of Joel. Malfoy knew that Joel was Alan's classmate. He had already completed a year at Hogwarts and must have learned a few spells. They didn't want to ask for trouble.
Malfoy felt that he had lost his dignity by walking away in such a dejected manner, so he said two more harsh words before withdrawing from the compartment.
"Are you okay?" Joel looked back at Ron.
Ron held his waist and moved for a while, and Joel made sure that he was fine before leaving the cubicle.
When he returned to his cubicle, Allen was chatting with Haylis, who was visiting, while Eddie was teasing Joel's owl Bobby.
Seeing Joel push open the door and come in, Allen, whose face was flushed, finally breathed a sigh of relief and threw Haylis, who also had pink cheeks, to Joel.
"What's wrong?" Joel was a little confused. Haylis moved two steps towards the window to make room for him, and he sat down directly.
"My brother is too noisy," Haylis said with a hint of complaint in her tone. "He talks to me about Quidditch all the time, but I don't understand those terms at all."
"I endured it for seven hours and fifteen minutes, and finally I couldn't bear it anymore," Haylis said, holding a copy of "Pride and Prejudice" in her hands. "I found a poor excuse and sneaked out."
"What excuse?" After getting along for a year, Joel knew that Haylis was a typical pleaser and would not refuse others under normal circumstances. He was very curious about Haylis's excuse for escaping from Bernie.
Hailis blushed, shook her little head, and refused to tell the reason.
It was difficult for Joel to continue asking questions.
"Well..." Eddie coughed twice, "I'm curious, do you dote on your brother so much? That's a 500 Galleons broomstick."
He had saved all this money for a long time before he could count it. If it were not for the objective sales of CLBT teaching aid materials, he would not have been able to get so many gold coins.
Haylis hesitated, "But if I don't buy him this broomstick, he will definitely cry in public, and my parents will punish me again."
"My parents dote on Bernie so much. They almost respond to every request, making him feel that crying can solve all problems." Today, Haylis said a little too much. "Originally, he was just tossing around at home, but now I have to take care of him when he goes to Hogwarts."
His school life, after all, he is my brother, there is no way I can ignore him."
"Besides, it's only 500 galleons. At worst, I can save some money by buying less jewelry this year." Joel felt sour after saying this.
"It's nice to have money." Eddie sighed.
The Hogwarts train slowed down. Outside the window, darkness had taken over the world. Joel could vaguely see the trees that were retreating through the thick night.
"It's time for you to change into your robes," Haylis took the initiative to say goodbye. She closed the book of "Pride and Prejudice" that she had read a small part of, "We'll see you at the dean's table later."
She opened the door and walked out. Eddie winked at Joel, but he deliberately ignored her.
The three of them put on their robes and got out of the car. Their luggage and owls would be transported directly to the dormitory by the house elves.
The big man Hagrid was guiding the first-year students on the platform as usual. Joel and the three followed the crowd to another path, where there were hundreds of carriages waiting for them - to be precise, the creature pulling the carriages was called Night.
Qi.
What worried Joel happened. He was actually able to see the full picture of this magical animal - the Thestral was as skinny as a stick, with a head like a dragon, and a pair of huge bone wings. Every bone in the body was clearly visible, like
I've never had a full meal.
In the original work, only someone who has witnessed death can see it, so whose death has Joel ever witnessed? The memory of the original owner of the body continues to blur, and those memories that Joel considers very important are constantly fading, while those trivial things have become increasingly blurred.
I remember it very clearly.
"What is pulling the car?" Eddie was curious. Neither he nor Allen could see the Thestral, and they were discussing together.
After stumbling uphill all the way, the carriage passed the gate of Hogwarts and began to speed up. It didn't slow down until Hogwarts Castle was in sight.
The three of them jumped off the carriage and joined the crowd who climbed the stone steps of the castle and entered the brightly lit auditorium.
The sorting ceremony was about to begin. The students sat down at the long tables of their respective houses and began to whisper. Professor Dumbledore sat in the middle of the teacher's chair with his eyes closed and contemplative. Except for Professor McGonagall who was going to lead the new students, the other professors were all upright.
Sitting on the teacher's bench.
"I can no longer see Professor White's beautiful face..." Eddie was dejected. The new professor was a thin man wearing a purple turban and dressed like an Arab.
Many students also discovered the new professor. Judging from appearance alone, this thin man was much worse than Professor White.
And Joel was even more certain that the skinny man had more than just a bad face. He could not even speak well in class.