HP Hogwarts Chinese exchange students

Draco had always thought that Harry would definitely be deducted points, but at dinner, not only did Harry appear at the Gryffindor table normally, but there was also laughter all around him, as if something very happy had happened.

"It's so unfair! How can this be!" After finding out the news, Draco sat at the dining table with a gloomy face. "He clearly violated the rules! Why! Why can he still be Gryffindor's Seeker! And first years are obviously not allowed to join the house team. I must write a letter to tell my dad about this. If he can, then why can't I!"

Pansy looked at his leaving back and said unconvincedly: "I think so too. If Gryffindor can do this, why can't Slytherin! I support Draco this time!"

He stabbed the fork hard into the food on the plate and ran away in a hurry.

As passionate as Draco was yesterday, he feels as aggrieved now.

A few minutes ago, an owl from the Malfoy family flapped its wings and landed in front of Draco, holding a reply letter from Lucius in its mouth.

Draco couldn't hide his excitement. He held the envelope tightly in his hand, raised his delicate face and said, "Look, my dad wrote me a reply!"

Pansy, who was standing by, came over immediately upon seeing this and urged anxiously, "Open it and see what the result is."

At the same time, Blaise and Mo Changqing stared at Draco with eyes as bright as torches. Even Theodore raised his head. Everyone held their breath, waiting for the final result.

However, when Wuyou saw Draco's expression gradually change from initial excitement and anticipation to disbelief, his heart couldn't help but skip a beat. Is the protagonist's halo really so strong?

Draco silently folded the letter and put it back in his pocket, saying sadly, "My father disagrees. He thinks it's too dangerous to join the Quidditch team, and it's too early for a first-year student to join now."

Everyone knew how angry Draco was about the special treatment Harry Potter enjoyed! However, since even the head of the Malfoy family had spoken, it was definitely a done deal, with no room for maneuver.

Everyone could only try to comfort Draco with kind words, but Draco was obviously not willing to let it go.

He frowned and said unwillingly that he must write another letter to his father to discuss the matter with him.

As he said this, Draco didn't even bother to eat a few bites of dinner. He hurriedly grabbed the letter and turned away without looking back.

Wuyou felt worried as he watched him leave. He said a few words to everyone, then stood up and chased after Draco.

In the end, Wuyou successfully stopped Draco halfway to the Owl Shed on the top floor of the west tower.

Draco glanced at the group of Gryffindor students in the distance with an unyielding look on his face, then turned his head to look at Wuyou and said, "Slytherin will never lose to Gryffindor, and I will never lose to Harry Potter. Believe me, Mavis."

Wuyou smiled and nodded, and said, "Of course I believe you will not lose to Harry, but the weather is so good today, why don't we go to the observatory to watch the stars together."

Draco still stared at the letter in his hand stubbornly and continued to ask: "Don't you believe that I have the ability to join the Quidditch team?"

Wuyou smiled gently, her eyes full of endless trust, as if she could see through Draco's inner uneasiness and doubts.

She replied softly, "How could that be? Your flying skills are so good, it's easy for you to join the academy team."

Draco stared quietly at the girl in front of him. There were twinkling stars in her eyes, shining brightly as if the entire galaxy was contained in them.

He saw trust, care, and worry in those eyes. He sighed softly and turned to walk towards the observatory: "Come on, Mavis, let's go see the stars."

The two of them came to the observatory side by side. The sun had not yet set, so they would have to wait a long time if they wanted to see the stars.

Draco held onto the railing and looked at the sunset opposite. From here he could see the entire Hogwarts. The two of them looked at the scenery in the distance without saying a word.

After a long while, Draco spoke: "I don't want to lose to Harry Potter." There was aggrieved and unwilling tone in his voice.

Wuyou stood beside him and answered slowly: "How can this be considered a loss? He just joined the Quidditch team in advance. You can also join next year. With your ability, you will definitely win the first place in the Quidditch trials next year.

Mr. Malfoy is right to worry. The school does not allow first-year students to join the Quidditch team because they are afraid that you will get hurt. You are Mr. Malfoy's proud son, so of course he will worry about your safety. "

Draco said sullenly, "I know that. I'm just a little bit dissatisfied. My flying skills are obviously better than his. Why can he make an exception and become the youngest seeker?"

Wuyou took his hand and looked into Draco's eyes sincerely, "But you are also better than him in some aspects, such as your talent in potions. I dare say you must be the best among all the first-year students in Hogwarts. And your Transfiguration is also better than his. It can be said that none of Harry's grades can surpass you. And as for the flying skills you mentioned, anyone can see that you are better.

Draco, you actually have many shining points. If we have to compare, I think Harry will never be able to catch up with you in potions alone."

Listening to Wuyou's words, the corners of Draco's mouth raised more and more. The loss and grievance just now were swept away. He felt happy in his heart, I am indeed better than Potter.

Wuyou looked at his increasingly arrogant expression and realized that he must have figured it out. He felt relaxed as well. He was indeed a tsundere little brat. He just needed to be coaxed.