Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

The next day at breakfast, it was known throughout Hogwarts that Malfoy had lost his memory.

Draco only remembered his own name and his parents. Even the major events in the wizarding world were told to him by Narcissa Malfoy who spent days and nights in the past few days.

This came from Miss Parkinson of Slytherin, who was now almost like an old mother guarding her cubs, scrutinizing anyone who came close to Draco Malfoy in any way at this time.

Every move of Draco Malfoy, who has lost his memory, is surprising.

For example, when Malfoy met with the three saviors at dinner last night, his comments about Weasley made both George and Fred widen their eyes. The two of them spread the word throughout Hog in one night. Woz.

"I think he is different from what I imagined." Draco elegantly ate a piece of blueberry egg tart under Pansy's questioning gaze. "My mother told me that Harry Potter is the savior of the wizarding world. He defeated The one who can’t even be named.”

"But I don't understand."

Draco said he didn't understand, but Pansy did.

Draco was still puzzled by what happened yesterday when he took the initiative to show kindness to the savior but was ignored.

Yesterday in the Slytherin common room, Pansy and Blaise started to explain to Draco the conflict between Gryffindor and Slytherin, starting with the man whose name cannot be named, and then talked about Gryffindor versus Slytherin. His misunderstandings and comments led him to believe that the Savior's refusal to shake hands with him was simply due to the gap between the colleges.

"Oh, Draco," Pansy said softly, "you can't expect a Gryffindor savior to be nice and polite to Slytherins."

Pansy pushed Zabini, who was surging around next to her, "You say so, Blaise! Oh, curb your playboy style! Don't lead Draco down!"

Blaise Zabini suppressed his peacock-like smile, pretended to cough, and sat upright, "Oh, yes, Draco! After all, there is a big gap between our two houses, Gryffin Many people think us Slytherins are sinister and evil, so stop thinking about that bastard Gryffindor savior."

Blaise paused, and with Pansy blinking and twitching in his eyes threateningly, he continued, "After all, we are not very familiar with Gryffindor, and apart from the necessary time in class together, we have almost no communication, Della Co, you too, we are completely unfamiliar with Gryffindor's savior."

"Is that so?" Draco took a sip of pumpkin juice, and the overly sweet taste made Draco frown his beautiful eyebrows.

"Since we are not familiar with each other at all, forget it. The current savior has indeed not grown up to the point where the Malfoy family insists on befriending him."

He was just curious about the savior of the wizarding world.

The savior defeated the big devil in the magic world at the age of one. It looks like a fairy tale. The savior should be a hero.

But Harry Potter's rude behavior made Draco lose his fairy tale filter to him.

The moment Harry Potter rejected his overtures, Draco suddenly felt that the Savior was no different from him. They were both studying magic at Hogwarts.

I heard Zabini say that in Harry Potter's Potions class he couldn't even tell the difference between evening primrose and moonstone.

Moreover, the savior was rude and dressed casually, with messy hair and old, big black-framed glasses...nothing matched the aesthetics of a Malfoy.

Pansy and Zabini exchanged glances with each other, and secretly glanced at the savior who was drinking pumpkin juice at the Gryffindor table. Draco had better not interact with Harry Potter again.

Draco's diary may need to be disposed of soon.

"Draco, are you going to find the professor to make up for your classes?" Pansy looked at Draco who put down the tableware and wiped the corners of his mouth gracefully.

"That's right, dear Miss Parkinson, I need professors from various subjects to teach me the magical knowledge I lack individually." Draco stood up, with a perfect smile on his face, bowed slightly, and trimmed his short, layered hair. Following the owner's movements, he lightly jumped back and forth, and the sunlight that came through the window just touched his soft platinum hair.

Merlin, Pansy exclaimed in her heart, Draco is simply a little angel now!

Goyle and Crabbe saw Draco standing up, so they also stood up. Their mouths were still full of desserts, and they grabbed a few small cakes on the dining table with both hands.

Draco turned slightly and said, "Goyle, Crabbe, you continue to eat, you don't have to follow me."

"But we have to follow you."

Gore put down the small cake in his hand and remembered the letter his father wrote to him last night.

The content of the letter mainly expressed that he must be dominated by Draco Malfoy in school.

Merlin knew that Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy, was just short of having Minister Fudge abdicate from the position of Minister of Magic while Draco was ill.

Now two-thirds of the Ministry of Magic are about to change their surname to Malfoy.

Slytherin has always been accustomed to judging the situation, and the current power of the Malfoy family has made pure-blood families like them nervous.

"Goyle, you should do something you like. I'm safe in Hogwarts. Don't worry about me. Maybe no one will offend a Malfoy." Draco patted Goyle's arm.

Draco blinked at Goyle and the others in a good mood, adjusted his collar, and made sure that he was neatly dressed without any wrinkles. He nodded slightly with satisfaction, as if affirming himself, and then lifted him The shining golden noble head turned around and walked to class.

Goyle scratched the back of his head, suddenly smiled stupidly, looked at Crabbe, then sat back on the chair and continued to eat the desserts on the long table.

Zabini glanced around the lobby. Oh Merlin, the little blond prince of Slytherin, whose arrogant and delicate little face has left him behind, has fascinated a large number of girls because of the series of actions he just performed. Zabini felt that he might have ushered in something new. The greatest glamor crisis of all time.

But that was a Draco who could wink mischievously and mischievously!oh!Zabini was almost fascinated by Draco just now. Oh, he is indeed an elegant and noble Slytherin!

"Oh, Harry, could you please stop putting your empty glass to your mouth?" Ron moved a little closer to Harry and whispered softly in Harry's ear, "Harry, please don't Staring at Malfoy with such a vicious look, I almost thought you were going to go to Slytherin to fight with him. It's so scary. Harry, to be honest, Harry, I think Malfoy is pretty good now. It’s great if you don’t trouble us anymore!”

"What! I'm not, I didn't! I didn't look at Malfoy! I just thought that maybe I should apologize to him. After all, he has amnesia now, and part of the reason... is because of me." Harry moved in panic. Kai glanced at the blond Slytherin, and the cup made a thud as it was placed on the table.

"Harry," Hermione frowned and looked at Harry with disapproval, "You don't mean to apologize! Malfoy didn't even care that you rejected his advances yesterday."

Hermione looked at the shapeless piece of toast in Harry's hand, "I mean, if you really want to apologize to Malfoy, then I suggest you go find him when he's out of class, Malfoy. Fu will promise you."

"Hermione, I know, I know, but why don't we go to Malfoy when we are in class together? I remember the first class was Potions class, doesn't Malfoy go to Snape's class?"

Harry poked the chicken drumstick in front of him, and there were several deep holes on the drumstick. When Ron complained that Harry could not treat the drumstick like this, Harry expressed his dissatisfaction to the smartest witch in Gryffindor. untie.

"Why would Malfoy agree to my apology?"

"Harry! You went to bed too early yesterday. I thought you knew, otherwise I would have told you. Do you know, Malfoy met Ra in the corridor on the third floor last night before returning to the Slytherin cellar? Wenlao’s crazy girl Luna Lovegood, oh! Hermione, don’t hit me on the shoulder! Okay, okay, she’s not a crazy girl.”

Ron put his arm around Harry's shoulders and shook him vigorously. It was not difficult to see his excitement. It was obvious that he was excited to find a new confidant.

"Merlin, Harry, you must not know! Malfoy helped Luna Lovegood find her hidden shoes and sent her back to Ravenlock's common room! Oh! That's a Malfoy! Although he has lost his memory now, he is still a Malfoy."

"I thought you knew about it Harry! All of Hogwarts knows about this!"

"Malfoy is countless times friendlier now than before! Although I hate to admit it, Malfoy now is quite like an aristocratic gentleman. Oh, he is not the kind of prejudiced, arrogant and old-fashioned aristocrat whose mind is pure blood supremacy. , so Malfoy will definitely accept your apology!"

"Accepting a sincere apology without embarrassing the other party is also one of the ancient noble etiquette required by purebloods." Hermione picked up the book and picked up a piece of pumpkin toast, "I happened to read a book about pureblood etiquette training before. .”

"Class is almost here Ron, please stop eating. Harry, if you want to apologize to Malfoy, Ron and I can accompany you."

Harry silently followed Hermione and Ron towards the Potions classroom. He really didn't know, Harry thought to himself.

The pair of gray-blue eyes with watery eyes kept swaying in his head yesterday. Harry didn't know why his heart felt tight. He didn't feel very comfortable.

But he thought it was because of the potential danger of Sirius that his body automatically stayed on alert.

Professor Dumbledore still hadn't returned to school, and Harry felt that what Principal Dumbledore was busy with must have something to do with Sirius.

Malfoy is an ancient pure-blood aristocrat. He must have learned the etiquette of pure-blood aristocrats. The aristocratic etiquette displayed by Malfoy now is definitely not something he learned after losing his memory. It should have the body memory of learning aristocratic etiquette before.

Then why did Malfoy often give him trouble in the past? From the Slytherin table to the Gryffindor table, from the corridor to the Quidditch pitch, Malfoy could always be seen.

Is it because he rejected Malfoy's extended hand?

Then why didn't Malfoy come to trouble him now? The situation that Hermione was worried about yesterday that Malfoy might come to trouble did not appear.

Malfoy didn't seem to care at all about what happened yesterday.

But he also rejected Malfoy's extended hand yesterday.

Although it wasn't intentional.

Harry found that Malfoy was in trouble if he wasn't around.

He couldn't touch Malfoy himself.

Now Malfoy needs to relearn magic knowledge due to amnesia.

There were professors who tutored Malfoy alone, and now Malfoy was no longer in the same class as them.

Harry felt that he had no chance of meeting Malfoy unless he went to Slytherin specifically to find Malfoy.