hpMy messy life at Hogwarts

"I heard that this year's savior is also on this train." "Is it the Harry Potter?!" "Let's go look for it first?" There were footsteps and voices outside the door.

I thought about it and figured that the savior was now in the last carriage with my distant cousin Ron. I took the picnic basket Fufu gave me and prepared to go and have a look later. After all, my little cousin couldn’t be bullied.

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"You think my name is too funny, don't you? No need to ask who you are. My father told me that the Weasleys all have red hair, are full of freckles, and have too many children to raise." I saw in front of me The platinum-haired boy held his head high as he spoke.

"You'll soon find that some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to be friends with anyone who is different. I can help you with that."

He held out his hand to shake Harry's hand, but Harry ignored him.

"I think I can tell who is different myself, thank you." Harry said coldly.

"Pfft..." I couldn't help laughing as I looked at the boy with platinum-blond hair and his expression of shame and anger.

"Who are you?! How dare you laugh at Malfoy!" The young master Malfoy turned around with his two fat followers.

I ignored the young master and turned my attention to Ron: "My little cousin, you should be more confident as a 28-year-old pureblood."

"Lacie! I didn't expect to meet you so soon!" Hermione came from the other side.

"You're here just in time Hermione, I was just looking to have some snacks with you." I showed the basket in my hand.

"Weasley's cousin, you are not a redhead. Who are you?" The young master persisted.

"Prewett, Lacey Prewett." I took Hermione and sat across from Ron. I raised my eyes with a warning look and a evil smile, "Close the door, you can go."

The young master's face turned pale, he closed the car door vigorously and left with loud footsteps.

I straightened my expression, faced the little boy with black hair and glasses, who was the savior, and introduced myself: "First meeting, Mr. Harry Potter."

The boy covered the scar on his head and looked a little at a loss.

"It's not because of the scars. You look very much like your father, except for your mother's eyes, which are beautiful green." I put out the snacks in the basket.

"Thank you, you mean, you know my parents?" Harry was a little excited.

"Of course, although we are not very close, we are actually related to the Ron family. If you want, you can also call me distant cousin~" I took out the cup and poured out the juice.

"Let's have some snacks together, and then wait to get off the bus." I drank the juice. Hermione, who was familiar with me, was not polite, and Ron and Harry were a little shy.

"Just now...thank you for driving Malfoy away." Ron said with his head lowered.

"Don't be so polite, Ron. It was many years ago when we last met. I was glad to meet you on the train." I showed my gentle side.

"That one just now, Malfoy, is that great?" Harry didn't understand this yet.

"His family is very rich," Ron said succinctly.

"He is also a 28-year-old pureblood. I have seen this name in books. It is the same as Weasley and Prewett, and of course Potato." Hermione said.

"It's nothing special. It's just that our family is old and is of wizard blood. Other families can't compare with the Weasleys. You see, there are only three people in the Malfoy family. If little Malfoy encounters an accident, the Malfoy family will be the last. There are many people in the Weasley family who are lively and warm, and Cousin Molly is a very good person." I said, thinking that it would be easy to make a pure-blood family extinct.

"I'm...it seems like I'm the only one born...ordinary person?" Hermione doubted herself a little.

"But so what, you are the smartest little witch I have ever seen." I giggled.

"I have to leave first. Remember to put on your wizard robe. We should be arriving at the station in half an hour." I opened the door and waved goodbye.