The Charles Becomes a Wizard

Seeing Ron Weasley's face quickly flushed, Draco continued to stir up trouble: "But, I think you may not have to worry about this, Weasley. After all, the reason you slandered my father was to help Potter."

"The great savior will definitely not let you pay the compensation," Draco said, easily lifting Harry up. He curled his lips in contempt: "After all, you are Potter's "best friend". How could he bear to see your whole family living on the streets?"

How could he possibly accept money from Harry?

Ron Weasley, who had always been both self-deprecating and proud, wanted to refute, but when he thought of his family's increasingly tight financial situation since his first year, he shut his mouth in dismay.

At this age when one should save face the most, the embarrassing situation of one's original family was exposed nakedly by one's own enemies in such an embarrassing way.

Ron Weasley forced himself to suppress the shame and resentment that was constantly surging in his heart, and buried his head deeply, looking as if he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

It was inevitable that Harry felt a little angry at Draco for stopping him.

If Harry hadn't taken the initiative to talk to Draco just now, things would never have turned out like this...

Draco said this, so of course Harry couldn't just leave Ron Weasley alone. He glared at Draco and said, "You don't need to worry about this kind of thing!"

The implicit meaning of the words was that the inexplicable "compensation" should be accepted.

Draco, who had just casually said that he wanted to cause trouble for the Gryffindor triangle, laughed when he heard this.

He had long been fed up with Sirius's use of the Black family's wealth accumulated over generations to subsidize the savior. Now that the other party had shoved the excuse in his face, he would be doing a disservice to the name "Malfoy" if he didn't take this opportunity to bite off a piece of flesh from the savior.

A gleam flashed in the eyes of the young platinum noble, and he raised his head arrogantly: "Wait, you said I don't have to worry about it, so I won't worry about it? Why should I believe what you say? What if you deny your debt later?"

How could he do such a thing!

Harry stared at Draco, his knuckles cracking, and asked through gritted teeth, "What do you want to do?"

It really is a stupid lion without a brain.

There was no need to think at all, the other party handed over the initiative to you.

Draco thought for a moment and raised his eyebrows slightly, "How about a simple magic contract?"

"Harry..." Hermione Granger, who was keenly aware of something wrong, reached out and tugged at Harry's wide sleeves, shaking her head at him.

"What? You don't dare?" Goyle added when he saw Harry's hesitation.

"You're not going to default on your debt right from the start, are you?" Crabbe, who also noticed Draco's gaze, said loudly and artificially.

Goyle looked Harry up and down and smiled maliciously: "As expected, he is the kind of person who can be friends with poor Weasley. He is so..."

"I just wonder if those people who admire you would be disappointed if they knew you were like this..."

Crabbe and Goyle's words successfully made Harry excited, and then he signed a simple magic contract with Draco despite Hermione's objection.

Although Draco's attempt to obscure the "amount of compensation" when signing the contract was exposed by Hermione Granger without hesitation, he still managed to secure a fairly substantial windfall for himself.

Satisfied, Draco left the Black Lake with Goyle and Crabbe as if he didn't care about his relatives. The Gryffindor triangle, who were left behind, completely lost interest in the walk and left soon after.

On the willow tree by the lake, a tiny beetle perched on a leaf flapped its wings and flew up.

The next morning, the front-page headline of the Daily Prophet reported the incident in an extremely exaggerated and bizarre way.

Slytherin table.

"Hey, come and see what's written on it!" Bryce read aloud the newspaper that belonged to him.

"The savior is willing to spend all his wealth for a word from his friend!"

"Harry Potter is devastated when the ordinary but ambitious Miss Granger turns to the arms of the Bulgarian hunk Viktor Krum."

"He poured all his emotions into the poor and penniless little wizard Ron Weasley, and was willing to pay a high amount of compensation for him."

"It is said that the two have been inseparable since first grade and have always had a very harmonious relationship."

"It is not known whether the relationship between Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, two young men full of vigor and vitality, will develop further..."

"Hahahahaha, Merlin's red boxer briefs," Blaise finally couldn't help laughing after finally finishing reading this ridiculous report. "This Rita Skeeter is such a talent!"

really......

With such a powerful imagination, it's a shame that this person didn't write novels.

Charles casually flipped through the report, which was obviously pink in color. The image of Harry and Ron Weasley together involuntarily emerged in his mind, and then he shuddered violently.

"Draco, is there something wrong?" Charles, who had finally driven the uncomfortable image out of his mind, noticed that Draco beside him was a little too silent - if it were usual, he would never give up this opportunity to laugh at Harry.

"There's something wrong." Draco initially thought the report was well-written, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Some of the details in this report are so detailed that it seems as if the author saw them with his own eyes.

But Draco clearly remembered that there was no one else around the Black Lake at that time, so how did the author know this?

It’s such a shameful thing, I don’t think the savior and the others would spread it around, right?

Draco and Charles were analyzing the situation here, while Harry and Ron Weasley, who had just seen the newspaper, rushed over from the Gryffindor table in a menacing manner.

"Malfoy! What the hell did you tell the reporters?" The crumpled newspaper was thrown hard in front of Draco.

Very good, it can be confirmed that this matter was not revealed by the Savior.

Draco looked at Harry's frantic expression and calmly made a conclusion in his mind.

However, the feeling of being thrown dirty water is still as annoying as ever.

Draco raised the corner of his mouth coldly.

"Again, do you have evidence to prove that I did it?"

"Who else but you?" Harry's eyes were red with anger. "There were only a few of us there at the time. Who else but a vicious person like you would do such a thing?!"