Azkaban: The Fifth House of Hogwarts

When we returned to the auditorium, it was already half past twelve. Although the main meal had not been taken away, the sight of leftovers could only make us look forward to the desserts and snacks that would be served later.

"Thank you, Draco, I thought this meal would just have to wait for fruit and pudding."

He took a satisfied bite of the mashed potatoes with residual warmth. The satisfaction brought by the food made Rollo sigh in relief.

"You're welcome, I just prepared it by the way."

Draco waved his hand, saying there was no need to worry about such a small thing.

"I have already thought about it. Although I don't know what to do, I still want to make friends with him."

After saying this, Draco turned his face slightly and held his chin, and said in a somewhat muffled voice: "It's not that I have to be friends with that guy. I don't have any special feelings for him, but It makes me sad to think that this was messed up by a Weasley guy."

As he said that, Draco turned his head and showed a vicious expression, but in Rollo's eyes...it sounded like he was speaking with a hint of arrogance and disdain for his integrity.

According to rumors, rumors, a certain original author who was expelled from HP said in an interview that under the circumstances in the UK, a handsome guy with blond hair and gray eyes was attracted to a thin guy with black hair and blue eyes. The boy gave birth to a little heartbeat.

Although Rollo had not heard of such gossip, the information exposed by this textbook tsundere had made Rollo chuckle in his heart for a long time.

If you don't like and don't care, how can you continue to pay attention after the breakup? Out of sight and out of mind is the norm.

Even if the drama of the British situation would not be real, the idea that Draco had a crush on Harry was real.

"Okay, now that you have decided, I will help you plan."

Rollo started to speed up the meal and swallowed the minced meat and mashed potatoes in three or two mouthfuls. He quickly twisted a roasted chicken leg and finally wiped his mouth with the tender and juicy steak. Finally, he did not forget to nibble on an apple and pulled Draco out. Hogwarts Castle.

"Do you know where you went wrong, Draco?"

Rollo patted the grass beside him and motioned for Draco to sit down.

"Where did I go wrong?"

Draco, who didn't understand what he was talking about, looked at Rollo in confusion.

"You told me the two meetings between you and Harry, one at Madam Malkin's Robe Shop and the other on the Hogwarts Express, right?"

Seeing Draco nod, Rollo opened his fingers and counted.

"Let's count together how many things you did to make Harry uncomfortable during these two meetings."

"First, you have shown your extreme disdain for Muggles. Although this is because of the influence of your family, but since you have said it, the fault lies with you. Pride is not arrogance, and pride is not arrogance."

"Harry grew up in a Muggle family. It's true that his parents are wizards, but you also know that he lost his parents when he was very young. You are exposing his scars and scolding him, right?"

Draco, who lowered his head slightly, said nothing and just nodded.

"Second, you laughed at his friend, a guide who took him out of Muggle society and into the magical world. Hagrid occupies a very high status in Harry's heart, and to be honest, you don't need to treat Hagrid. I don’t have any bias because he is a really great friend and I had a great time chatting with him.”

"Is this true?" Draco's pupils narrowed slightly. He really didn't know that Rollo also knew Hagrid.

"Of course, it's cool to be friends with a hybrid giant, isn't it? Hagrid can knock down a five-meter-tall three-headed chimera with one punch. Don't you want to know such a cool friend?"

Hearing this description, the corner of Draco's mouth twitched slightly, but after picturing the image of Hagrid beating the big monster in his mind, Draco couldn't help but show a trace of yearning. Even if this kind of fist-to-fist battle was just Just thinking about it makes the boys' blood boil.

Although not everyone wants to become a big muscle tyrant, big muscle tyrants are really cool.

"A monster that can be placed five meters high with one punch?"

Draco tried to gesture with his hands, but in the end he could only quickly lower his head because the sunlight was a bit dazzling when he looked up.

"The person who was beaten in front of me was a chimera that had just arrived in the Forbidden Forest. Because it had a bad temper and caused trouble in the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid caught it and gave it a lesson. It will probably become more honest after that."

"Wow~ So, isn't Hagrid the boss of the Forbidden Forest?"

Draco, whose eyes were shining brightly, looked at Rollo with burning eyes.

"Of course, the biggest boss in the Forbidden Forest is Hagrid. Iron Fist specializes in dealing with unyielding enemies. Even a grown-up fire dragon must lie down."

Prejudice and unknowns are one of the factors most likely to affect people's judgment. Before knowing Hagrid, Draco sincerely looked down on Hagrid's identity as a hybrid giant, because this identity was not well received in the wizarding world. See.

But once he got to know him positively, Hagrid's explosiveness and coolness quickly conquered Draco.

Who can resist Ultraman beating up little monsters?This principle also applies to Hagrid. After all, Hagrid and Ultraman only have a leather uniform.

"Then let's talk about the third point, which is the point you need to focus on correcting."

Hearing this, Draco, who had withdrawn his thoughts from beating up the little monster, sat upright. Rollo's previous words had convinced him.

"Harry didn't live well in a Muggle family. This was something Hagrid mentioned when chatting with me. Harry had a cousin. Although Hagrid didn't tell me his name, that guy was a man that made Harry happy. Someone I’ve hated for ten years.”

"You are willful, look down on others, arrogant, and will also bully Harry, and you and Harry have almost stepped on all the thunder in the two short meetings. Once Harry completely associates the image of his cousin with you, then I will not I can help you."

"You need to put aside your prejudice against Muggles. If you think Muggles are inferior to pure-blood wizards, then prove it with actions and prove your excellence. Using words to belittle others will not increase your own worth, but will be embarrassing. share."

"What Slytherin pursues is the final victory. If you win, completely win, then even if you don't speak, your action of stepping on that person's face and ascending to the throne of victory will be more valuable than saying [-] words of contempt." Much more powerful.”

"Unless you think you can't beat him from the beginning, so you can only chirp in the middle of the road, play a clown in the eyes of others, and then run away before that person completely throws you away, and you will never be with him in this life. Meet."

"But it's impossible!" Draco, who was a little angry after being provoked by Rollo, said loudly, "How can I be better than those Muggle-born mud..."

When the words came to his lips, he opened his mouth and swallowed the last half of the word, then raised his chin slightly, "I will prove it, not just talk about it."

Draco's somewhat stung pride made him want to prove this point himself, and the education and upbringing he had received since childhood did not allow him to admit defeat.

"Just wait and see, Rollo, I will prove that I am the best, and those Muggle-born guys will be trampled under my feet!"

"It seems you figured it out quickly."

Draco's performance was not beyond Rollo's expectations. This age group is the time when boys are most proud of themselves. They can compete with others just because they say, "You are awesome." Given his age, it was impossible to admit defeat, not to mention that Draco was a proud man.

"Now that the mistake has been pointed out, you can start to repair your relationship with Harry."

"Then what should we do now?"

Draco, who was already a little impatient, spoke quickly.

"First, we need to meet your opponent and current friend of Harry Potter, Ron Weasley."

"There is a big conflict between your family and his family, right? No one will say good things about the other, right?"

"Of course, this is a feud. It needs to start from my grandfather's grandfather earlier. It has never changed for hundreds of years."

Draco said firmly that the discord between the Malfoy family and the Weasley family was public news in the wizarding world of England.

"If I need you to suppress your sarcasm and ignore him as soon as we meet, can you do it?"

"Just pretend he doesn't exist and ignore him completely. No matter what he says, you can pretend you didn't hear it. You can pretend you didn't see what he does. Even if he cheats in the exam and you find him, you can't do it. He was the one who reported him.”

"Then can someone else report it?" Draco raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, as long as it's not you, or someone close to you."

"Then I don't have a problem. I can treat him like excrement sticking to Harry. Who in their right mind would go to see Daddy?"

After these words came out, Draco couldn't help but be amused. He stuck out his tongue and pretended to retching.

"Sorry, you shouldn't say this after dinner."

"Now that you can make this determination, the next step will be easy. We can't control who Harry wants to be friends with, but we can let him discover for himself who is the right person for him to be his friend."

"Harry has only known Ron for two or three days. They don't know each other well enough. Although they are friends, they are only friends."

"I will take you to get to know Hagrid. He is the person who has the most profound influence on Harry at Hogwarts. Of course, I think with Hagrid's character, as long as you want to be friends with him and treat him sincerely, then he I will also accept you.”

"But what if Hagrid and I can't talk together? I mean..."

Draco spoke uncertainly and frowned slightly.

"Tell a lie a thousand times before you believe it, and it eventually becomes true. What's more, Hagrid is cool, right? You just need to remember that he is cool, and then be bold. Although Hagrid is cool, But being around him can sometimes be overstimulating."

"What do you mean?"

"For example, if you see him from close range, he punches down a huge creature that is taller than three or four of you stacked on top of each other. The sound of that guy falling is like an earthquake. Don't pee your pants."

A smirk appeared on Rollo's face, and Draco, who was angry and annoyed, rolled his eyes and muttered: "You are the one who is scared to the point of peeing."

"The next thing is even simpler. After becoming friends with Hagrid, I asked Hagrid to invite Harry to his place to play. You can apologize to Harry at this time."

"what?"

Draco was slightly startled.

"Of course you have to apologize if you do something wrong, right? Even if it's between friends, let alone with strangers?"

"Apologise openly. This is not an insurmountable problem anyway. If you don't say it, the problem will become more and more troublesome."

After thinking for a short time, Draco nodded slowly. None of these requirements were excessive. They were all about making up for his previous mistakes. After thinking about everything, Draco also There is nothing that I would not accept for the sake of face.

After all, he really wanted to restore this lost friendship, probably because of his admiration and yearning after hearing Harry's name and deeds, and the desire to protect him when he saw his thin shoulders.

But no one could tell what was going on, not even Draco himself. He knew he wanted to do this, but he couldn't explain why.

At the end of the conversation between the two, Draco hesitantly tugged on Rollo's sleeve.

"Rolo, do you think our approach...is a bit...not very clean?"

These plans were indeed intended to allow Draco to repair his relationship with Harry and achieve what they wanted, but such methods were indeed a bit dirty.

"I think the same as you. Ron Weasley doesn't deserve to be friends with Harry. My reasons are different from yours. You can just think that I just don't like him."

"Secondly, is it wrong for us to do this? We are not forcing him to choose who to associate with. This is Harry's own choice."

"What's more, we are Slytherin, have you forgotten? We don't care about the process of success. All we need is to succeed. Is there anything wrong with taking victory as the first and only goal?"

"Even history is written by the victors, not to mention other things, right."

"As long as the result is what we need and is correct, then why are we wrong?"

Rollo showed the characteristics of a very qualified Slytherin. He does not belong to the lofty hall of Ravenclaw, nor does he belong to the warm and silent burning furnace of Hufflepuff, nor does he belong to the blazing heat of Gryffindor. The reins, he is not a reckless wild horse.

"Go back and prepare yourself. This matter may not be as simple as you think."

"There is no class tomorrow morning. Remember to get up early. I will take you for a walk outside the castle."

Rollo left Draco with a chic back, and left briskly.