The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

In the auditorium, the Slytherin freshmen were still enthusiastically announcing the dean's achievements yesterday, which also made the front of the long table a little noisy.

Daphne quietly cut a piece of bacon, brushed away the smooth long hair hanging from her forehead, and put it into her mouth gracefully, with disdain in her eyes.

Let the delicious juice lick the tender taste buds, Daphne cherishes the past glory of pure blood.

Degenerate, watching the performance of the students around me disappointed, where can I see a trace of aristocratic demeanor on them, Pan Xi even danced and gestured, like a monkey wearing an aristocratic coat.

As her eyes moved, Daphne felt her eyes brighten. Crabbe and Goyle sat on both sides of Malfoy in a well-behaved manner. From time to time, they glanced enviously at the classmates who were immersed in the joyful communication, but unfortunately the boss didn't let them participate.

Draco followed the dining etiquette perfectly, making Daphne feel impeccable with every movement.

On the professor's seat, although the auditorium was a bit noisy, the excellent hearing still allowed the discussions of the little wizards to rush into Aini's mind.

脑阔疼。(?1?7?6?1?0?7︿?6?1?0?6?1?7)

I was kicked by Quirrell that day, so I wanted to design Harry's counterattack.

Practice has proved that unless Harry becomes Harry, the Potions Professor's defense is unbreakable!

Instead, he had to think about how to untangle Harry, the poor child must be in a mess now, especially this incident was his fault.

To be honest, Malfoy wanted to chat and laugh with the group in the cheerful atmosphere of the surrounding Slytherins, but unfortunately he was not in the mood.

He hasn't had much contact with Potter recently. Since the little savior rejected his hand of friendship at the beginning of school, their interaction was still very frequent in the following period of time. Of course, the process was not very pleasant.

Family education since he was a child made him not feel that there was anything wrong with him, but when he came into contact with Professor Scamander later, he was filled with something different in his head.

Gradually, he began to examine his behavior, and the conflicts with his classmates became less and less, and his aristocratic demeanor revealed more and more, which also allowed him to be recognized by the orthodox seniors. Combined with his good family, he became a natural The leader of the lower grades of Slytherin.

In the past, he was full of resentment towards Harry, but when he saw his old enemy fall down in the midst of ridicule yesterday, he felt inexplicably not very happy. Instead, he dispatched two followers by mistake, 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 he punched himself when he came up.

I hate red hair.

After dinner, Malfoy rarely put his arms around Goyle and Crabbe's shoulders, and walked out of the auditorium together. Justin gave him a pair of rackets at Christmas, and he said Muggles called it tennis.

The little yellow-green thing feels good in the hand, but it's a pity that it can't move in a daze.Muggle things are always inferior to wizarding creations, but it doesn't hurt to have a little fun now and then.

"Come on, guys, try some Muggle gadgets."

"Boss, you used to be dismissive of Muggle products, and Uncle Malfoy..."

"Whatever, let's just have fun, come on, have a smile." Malfoy interrupted Goyle's nagging, holding their chins, and squeezed out a smile with his fingers.

When Malfoy withdrew his fingers, the smiles on the faces of the two did not disappear, but became more natural, and they were a little flattered by the boss's sudden intimacy.

It's not clear when their own family began to surround the Malfoy's house, but as long as the two can remember, their father's generation was headed by Uncle Malfoy.

In fact, the friendship of the three families is extremely long-standing. In modern times, they have become closer after joining the Death Eaters together.

And in the tense period after Voldemort's fall, facing a reckoning, their covenant was once again strengthened.

The two have been in close contact with Malfoy since they were young. Although there are adult factors, Malfoy has been a person who knows how to share since he was a child. The two have no objection to following his instructions, but that's all.

But all this changed after entering school. The originally arrogant and smelly boy walked in another direction step by step in front of them. The two also felt his thoughtfulness and respect, which made them believe in this default. Union successor.

But now the intimacy that had gradually disappeared since growing up reappeared again, surrounded by the shorter figure beside them, a touch of dazzling blond hair began to occupy the vision of the two of them little by little.

Meanwhile Malfoy was still talking about his vacation plans.

"You know that my father often corresponded with Professor Snape. I don't know what they said, but obviously the professor praised me, and my pocket money was doubled."

"You two are growing so fast, you should give me some weight. I feel like your robes are turning into waistcoats. But that's okay, friends. I wrote and made an appointment for Mrs. Witt to take off together during the summer vacation." Order some clothes from the tailor shop..."

The smiles on the faces of the two became brighter, and they believed that this good mood would accompany them all day—until they were stopped by the people behind them.

It was the savior who rejected the boss's kindness and the red-haired monster.

Crabbe and Goyle broke away from Malfoy's hands and stepped forward between him and the trio.

Malfoy patted them on the shoulder, thanked the two for their maintenance, and then walked through them to stand in front of Harry.

Even Harry ignored them both, his eyes now fixed on the blond boy.

"Ron told me what happened yesterday, and I apologize to you on his behalf." Harry bowed slightly to Malfoy, and then the corner of his mouth drew an arc.He felt that his vocal cords were a little stiff, and it was the first time he had such a calm conversation with Malfoy, and it was usually either quarreling or sarcasm.

"Also, thank you, Malfoy." Following the thank you, Harry suddenly felt his body relax, and stretched out his right hand out of nowhere.

But only halfway through the extension, I felt a little regretful. It was this action that made him the laughing stock of Hogwarts yesterday. Potter, who couldn't please the professor and fainted from shame, God knows how long this title will accompany him, and now he once again offered a hand to one of the Slytherins.

"Oh, Potter, I can't accept your apology..."

Listening to Malfoy's usual slow tone, Harry expected a giant praying mantis to jump out from behind the colonnade and chop off his outstretched right hand, and tie it around his waist after a while, never letting it stick out again Chance.

"Weasley already apologized yesterday. But I will accept your thank you." Malfoy finished speaking calmly, took Harry's outstretched right hand, shook it slightly, his face showed Reserved smile.

Feeling Malfoy's back grip, Harry seemed to be dragged back to the shore from the deep pool of drowning, and he couldn't wait to breathe more air.

Soon Malfoy's smile spread to Harry's face, and then gradually widened, and the two laughed hand in hand under the inexplicable gazes of Goyle, Crabbe, and Ron.

At this time, Pansy and Hermione, who had hurriedly chased over, also rushed to the scene, and looked at each other in disbelief.

Aini, who quietly followed behind, laughed silently, and added his own plot, which became more and more interesting.

But then Aini couldn't laugh anymore, suspecting that Pansy, who was in a dream, twisted his arm severely.

Well, it was Hermione's arm.

The five boys formed a semicircle, their arms extended and retracted, watching the girls wrestle into a ball, really unable to do anything.

Aini pretended to be just in time to step into the hall, and waved his wand to separate the two.

"Can someone tell me what happened?"

Facing Ai Ni who was pretending to be stupid, Harry described the matter to Ai Ai expectantly.

"Ron, Draco, take the two ladies to the school infirmary."

After sending them 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 book.

In the ostentatious and loud description of the new Slytherin, the picture sketched in Aini's mind made him shudder, which can be called the classic death scene.

He knows how terrible such a bad experience is for an immature child. After time has fermented, a series of subsequent events are enough to distort a person's heart.

Just when Aini was still searching for words to comfort Harry, the boy stopped suddenly.

"It's not your fault, Annie."

Ernie stopped in his tracks. He thought that Harry might regret his actions that day, and was worried about the ridicule he would face. Harry's expression stained with various negative emotions flashed in his mind.

But what he saw when he turned his head was a smile that was not brilliant, but very pure.

"Is it weird?" Harry raised his eyebrows and asked when he saw Aini's expression of Hache being pinched by the neck halfway through the blow.

"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, after experiencing yesterday's nightmare scene, he might still be crying on the bed Nose, sincerely praised: "Harry, you are better than I imagined."

"Actually, it's nothing." Harry waved his hands a little shyly. "Actually, I was so flustered yesterday that I even didn't dare to get out of bed after waking up today."

"I'm afraid that when I go out, I will face another wave of ridicule again."

Harry's tone was very calm, as if the person who was in a panic more than ten hours ago was not himself.

"Again?" Aini repeated a word, and he suddenly thought that the life of the boy who was hailed as the savior in front of him in the Muggle world was not so satisfactory.

"Yeah, again. Before I came to Hogwarts, I didn't think so many people would know me."

"Take this year's enrollment as the node, and then for many years before, I was looked down upon and bullied. Although my cousin Dali taught those bad boys who beat me without my knowledge, I still will often be ridiculed."

"At that time, I learned to ignore these sarcastic remarks." Harry smiled self-deprecatingly at this point, as if he was greeting his former self.

"I suddenly thought of something I didn't care about for a long time. Why did it suddenly cause me such a big trouble?"

"The Savior, the Boy Who Lived, the Terminator of the Dark Lord, all the wizards who warmly came to shake my hand. Faced with all these, I lifted myself up bit by bit, and selectively forgot the person who lived in the world." The boy in the cupboard."

"I'm bloated."