HP's return to innocence

At King's Cross Station, platform nine and three-quarters that only belonged to wizards, Drake pushed his luggage cart to say goodbye to his parents.

"Draco, are you really not going to reconsider?" Narcissa was making her last effort. At the small family practice banquet last night, Drake asked if she could take an elf from the house.

Narcissa was silent at first. In fact, she thought that Lucius would refuse, but in the end Lucius nodded. The reason was that Draco had grown up and he didn't need to go to Hogwarts to learn self-reliance anymore. .It is more convenient to have an elf by your side.Narcissa hesitated, but since her husband had agreed, she finally nodded.

What made her even more unexpected was that Draco chose the worst elf in the family...

"Don't worry, Dobby isn't the best, but it's what I need most, Mom." Draco smiled, but at the moment his heart was filled with raging and dark killing intent.

This little elf, who became a hero later, was the first guy to be damned to him—a sinner who was good at betrayal and stealing!

"Okay." Narcissa sighed helplessly, and printed a farewell kiss on her son's cheek.

Pushing the cart, Draco turned and walked towards the Hogwarts Express.But after walking a few steps, under the puzzled eyes of his parents, he suddenly pushed the cart and walked back until he stood in front of Lucius again.

"Father." Draco suddenly looked nervous, and Lucius could even see fear in his eyes.

"What? Drake?" This made Lucius instantly put down the posture of the platinum aristocrat that he had been carrying all the time when he was out of the house. Although he did not return to the casual and friendly attitude he had in the manor, it was no longer as cold as gorgeous. doll-like state.

"Can you give me a hug, father?" Today, he will really embark on the path of change. Even if he has already decided on a way out, no one can tell what will happen in the end.It is even possible that the result of his efforts to change will make everything worse.

Draco wanted a little courage from his father.

Lucius sighed, which made Draco even more nervous, and he even wondered if he should apologize and leave?But just when he couldn't help but speak, Lucius held him in his arms: "I will miss you, my son."

Draco heard his father's gentle voice ringing in his ears, he could smell the faint fragrance from his father who grew up with him, and feel his warm body temperature...

Draco also hugged his father back, and gave his father a smile in return. This time he really pushed the cart and ran towards Hogwarts.

"Could you give me a hug, Father?" Narcissa murmured softly when she saw Drake boarding the train.

"Are you jealous, Sissy?" The high-spirited platinum nobleman teased his wife with a smug smile on his face.

"How is it possible?" Narcissa raised her chin and said proudly, "I saw Mrs. Zabini. It just so happened that we were only halfway through the topic of perfume last time." Saying this, Narcissa turned and left In the past, however, she made a small "mistake" while turning, and the heel of her pointy high-heeled shoe landed on Lucius' foot, and she also made two 360-degree turns.

Lucius' face immediately turned red from the pain, but the pride of the platinum nobleman did not allow him to scream in public, so he relied on his strong willpower and bit his lip to hold back.

It wasn't until Narcissa walked away proudly that Lucius' facial expression finally returned to normal. He cast two spells on his feet without a trace, but the pain eased a little, and he smiled again——Dear Sis Qian, the more you say this, the more jealous you are!And the more jealous you are, the more our son loves me~ hurry back to Malfoy Manor, bite your handkerchief and cry~

Drake didn't know about the "infighting" of his parents outside, and he got on the train—his cart and suitcase were specially made magic items, with huge capacity and light as a feather, no matter whether he was in the first grade or the seventh grade. They can be lifted up and down easily.

Unlike in first grade, when his parents were worried about him, they waited until Crabbe, Goyle, Pansy, and Blaise had all arrived before letting them get in the car together.Drake doesn't need to carry his own luggage, even if they're light, or find a compartment, even if that's easy.He was just chatting and laughing with the others, discussing the upcoming Hogwarts...

Comparing the memories with the present again and again, Draco realized again and again that he was incompetent.

Sighing silently, Drake walked into an empty box, and just as he put his luggage on the luggage rack, the door of the box was opened roughly.

"You, hello, Malfoy..." It was Crabbe and Goyle, both of whom looked panting, probably because they were sprinting all the way behind him.Standing at the door, after calling him, the two big men were at a loss.Most likely they were thinking, should they add Mr. to the last name?

Although the three of them had known each other since they were young, it was just the kind of acquaintance of aristocratic children of similar age in the same social circle.It wasn't until a month before they entered school that their parents frequently took them in and out of Malfoy Manor.Apparently the family thought it would be mutually beneficial for the three children to be together.

Crabbe and Goyle's families are just small families, so the Malfoy family can give them protection.And they're both strong enough - non-magical, but intimidating enough for a teenager, and just enough to keep Draco from being attacked by some blind-eyed little wizard. harassment.

This time, though, Lucius apparently didn't think Draco needed them anymore, so the boys didn't show up.In fact, now, Draco can put on a straight face and drive them out of this box.But if that was the case, he would have come back for nothing.

"Hello, Gregory, Vincent." Draco smiled at them. "Want to come with me?"

"Of course, it's a great honor!" Drake's kindness obviously exceeded their expectations, and the two big men were relieved, and hurriedly started to carry their luggage.

After a flurry of fuss, both of them finally sat in the box, of course, the seat opposite Drake.Because of the exercise and nervousness just now, the two big men are also sweating profusely, panting heavily.

Drake looked at them with emotion. Crabbe died in his own devil flame at the age of 17, and even his bones were not found. His parents were also thrown into Azkaban later.

Goyle's parents were also serving life sentences in Azkaban, and Goyle himself left the UK.He was also one of the very few friends who continued to maintain a friendship with him afterwards.

Draco snapped his fingers, and a pixie in a pillowcase appeared in the car, bowing to him.He was Dobby, of course, and the reason he was so quiet was that Draco forbade his mouth to make any sound in any way.

"Bring two warm wet towels."

Dobby bowed again, and reappeared a few seconds after the boom, holding a tray with the two wet towels as ordered by Draco.

"Thanks, Malfoy," Crabbe and Goyle said after wiping their faces with towels, and there was obvious doubt in their eyes - did they recognize the wrong person?How could this Malfoy not be as arrogant and difficult to get along with as rumored?

Not long after, Pansy and Blaise also found the carriage, and both of them expressed surprise at the appearance of the big man, but Draco just smiled at them—not as arrogant as in the past, but With a childish smile, but a smile that can even be described as modest and approachable, but with a sense of alienation and mystery.

Even, several people in the box were in a trance after laughing, and after the trance, Crabbe and Goyle strengthened their determination to continue to follow Drake, Pansy felt that he fell in love with the platinum prince again, but Blaise was completely extinguished Compete with Drake for determination at school.

After that, many Slytherins found this box, but most of them left with regret after seeing that it was full.Then, the car drove...

Pansy began to talk about her previous travels in France, and everyone else listened attentively, or seemed to be attentive, until they were interrupted by the sound of beating drums-Crabbe and Goyle's stomach.

The lady who happened to be selling things was pushing the cart through the corridor. For the past seven years, Drake ate the lunch prepared by his parents in a fresh-keeping box on the train. But this time, I don’t know if it is the same as before. Getting along with friends gave Draco a little childlike innocence, and he wanted to try the things on those small carts.

And Drake's move to buy things also made Pansy and Blaise silently stuff the box they had taken out.

Bibi Flavored Beans, Blowing Super Bubblegum, Chocolate Frogs, Pumpkin Pie, Pot Cakes, Licorice Magic Bars, and a whole bunch of other miscellaneous stuff.

"I've always wanted to try this." Draco smiled, and he piled up almost half a trolley of food on the table in the box, which almost piled up into a hill, and even a lot of food fell on the ground.Crabbe and Goyle were drooling, Pansy and Blaise had the urge to roll their eyes.

"Draco." Just as Drake was eating a piece of pumpkin pie, the box was pulled away again, and Theodore Nott stood outside with an excited face, "Guess who I saw? Savior ha Leigh Potter!"