[hp] Pure White Age

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Title: [hp] Pure White Age

Author: a scoop of clear flow

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Harry Potter fanfic, no rebirth, time travel, original characters, new ABO scent stalk

CP is cold in the corner and can only produce food by itself: Draco Malfoy * Ron Weasley

Tsundere and awkward attack * cute fried hair subject

One sentence summarizes the trend of feelings: This is not what I expected!

The plot needs to be moderately beautified for some characters, and others are not flattering (in fact, I love each of them)

If you haven’t read the original book/movie, it doesn’t affect your viewing. It’s an adventure story of two male protagonists set in the magical world.

Content tags: Anglo-American Derivatives Misunderstanding Western Romans Falling in Love and Killing each other

Search keywords: Protagonist: Draco, Ron┃Supporting role: HP and others:

One-sentence introduction: Pure Blood Glory VS Pure Blood Traitor

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☆、Chapter 1

One early morning in late August 11, [-]-year-old Ron, with his bird-nest-shaped red hair, was walking down the stairs when he bumped into his twin brothers head-on.

【oh!Isn't this our dearest little brother? ] exclaimed Fred the redhead in the gray jumper.

[Look at his appearance, he must be very excited now, right? ’ cried another red-haired George in a gray jumper.

【Why is this? 】The tacit understanding of the twins looked at each other and said together:

[Because it's only a few days——]

【The little devil is going to Hogwarts to go to school! 】

[Fred!George!Don't play tricks on Ron!Today he has to go to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks! 】Molly Weasley's loud voice came from behind the dining table, the twins shook their bodies exaggeratedly, winked with a frightened expression, and jumped upstairs.

Ron let out a deep breath, and while walking down the stairs, he tried to flatten the raised red hair on his forehead.Thank mom for sending the two troublesome brothers away, otherwise he might have become a test product for their new summer invention... Merlin, he doesn't want to encounter anything more terrifying than a teddy bear being turned into a giant spider.

Ron sat at the table, said good morning to his mother, Mollie, and his sister, Ginny, and took a big bite of bread.Some of the chocolate sauce stuck to the corner of his mouth, and he wiped it off with his hands nonchalantly, in exchange for Ginny, who was sitting across from him, giving a disgusted glance, but this didn't disturb Ron's good mood at all. He licked the spoon, rushed Looking at the mother who was circling around her father, she said loudly: [Mom, can I really get a brand new copy of "Monsters and Their Origins"]

[Of course, Ron. ] Father Arthur Weasley, who works at the Ministry of Magic, turned around and asked, [If Percy hadn’t said that his book had been borrowed, Fred and George’s had been used as a monster guide, and the cut-and-paste was not in shape— —You can use your brothers’ ones directly. However, you have received the admission letter from Hogwarts, and you are already a grown-up, so you can go shopping in Diagon Alley by yourself…]

[That's right. 】Molly nodded proudly. Among her seven children, only Ginny is not yet at school age—but that will happen sooner or later—【Do you remember the name?Lihen Bookstore, right next door to Madam Mojin’s gown shop——]

【I know mom. ] Ron agreed, his voice lower than before.The entire wizarding world knew that the Weasley family was a prestigious family of pure-blood wizards, but there were too many children.From childhood to adulthood, Ron used second-hand goods left behind by his brothers, and this time the school was no exception. A brand-new textbook was only obtained by chance.God knows how long it has been since he had something brand new and truly his own.

But 11-year-old Ron certainly knew the difficulties at home, and he decided to propose after tossing and turning in bed last night [Can I drop by Mr. Ollivander's shop to buy a new wand?The old core that Charlie didn't want...] swallowed it back down his throat before Dad could open his mouth.

At least he'll have a new textbook anyway.Ron dipped his spoon into the milk and patted his stubborn fiery hair reluctantly.

["Monsters and Their Origins"...] Ron muttered, walking on the bustling cobblestone streets of Diagon Alley.He could see a tall, snow-white building not far away (mother said it was Gringotts, a bank where goblins work, but he hadn't been there yet), and various shops and stalls around it, with owls flapping their wings, The brass cauldrons gleamed, the windows were filled with bottles and jars filled with either bat livers or eel eyes, and the cries of wizard peddlers: [Dragon liver, seventeen Sickles an ounce— 】

Ron's footsteps became brisk, and he even started bouncing around.Although he couldn't afford any of them, it was a wonderful feeling to be part of it.He saw the signboard of Lihen Bookstore next to the robe shop, and rushed over quickly.

[Ouch——] Ron heard a cry coming from his ear, he hit something, and the whole person couldn't stop the car and lay on the ground. The whole process was fast and hard, and his hands on the cobblestone ground were conditioned to hurt. Trembling, but fortunately, except for the hands, other parts of the body don't hurt very much, but feel soft, which is extremely lucky.

[Crazy guy, get up off me quickly——] There was a vicious voice from under him, and Ron realized that he had used others as a landing pad, so he jumped up too hard and sat on his buttocks. On the ground, there was another burst of grinning.

There was a rustling sound of finishing clothes from the opposite side, and the other party's body covered the eastern sunlight.Ron looked up, and the first thing he saw was the other party's platinum-blond hair, which was more dazzling than the sun.

[Look at the good deeds you have done, tell me your name, I want to tell my dad——] The other party covered the back of his white and tender hand, which was red and swollen at this moment, his angry eyes swept over, but when the eyes collided, He raised his eyebrows, his gray-blue eyes half-closed: [Are you... a Weasley? 】

Ron wondered why the other party knew his last name.He stood up, patted his robe, and nodded obediently.

【Sorry... I ran too fast...】

[Aha, it seems that what my father said is right, the Weasley family has a bunch of fiery red hair and freckle faces, all of them are dirty and reckless poor ghosts. 】Platinum hair showed a complacent expression of "So it is", as if it proved something great.

【You're the rude brat!】 Ron subconsciously clenched his fist, 【You are not allowed to speak ill of my family! 】

[Why can't I say it? 】Ron didn't know if it was an illusion, the platinum-haired face became even more proud, 【Weasley is a disgrace to the family of pure-blood wizards, they—ah! 】

Ron shook his sore right hand. He swore that this was the sweetest scream he had heard in 11 years.

[I repeat, you are not allowed to insult my family!Otherwise, I will hit you every time I see you. ] Ron tried to look threatening.As the youngest boy in the family, he had never waved his fist before, and he was more likely to be scared by the twins' tricks... But thanks to his taller height among boys of the same age, he was able to compete with the annoying platinum The advantage was regained in front of the hair.

Platinum hair covering his right eye (Merlin is on top, his punch was absolutely useless, at most it taught him a lesson), and he got up from the ground in embarrassment, which made Ron notice the slight height difference between the other party and himself— — The other party obviously noticed it too, and Ron mustered up the courage to shake his fist again. The other party cursed, and ran away with flimsy but sensitive footsteps.

This is Ron Weasley's initial impression of Draco Malfoy, a soft-legged shrimp who can only show off his words, and it is indeed the case.

☆、Chapter 2

September [-]st finally came, and Ron drank an extra bowl of milk for breakfast. Of course, he would never admit in front of the hippie smiling twins that he fell asleep in the middle of the night excitedly last night.

Molly took Percy, the twins and Ron and Ginny to the lively King's Cross station at 10:30 in the morning.Percy had been chosen as a Prefect this year, and he had polished his Prefect badge early yesterday, and kept talking about how he would get a special compartment on the Hogwarts Express, but the twins had no intention of praising him The scene, making loud jokes about the shit he's been preaching all summer.

【Mom, we haven't seen so many Muggles for a long time. ’ cried Fred.

【Yes, Mom, what is that little colorful box that the boy is holding in his hand, with little people walking around inside? ] This is George, they are obviously interested in everything.

【Oh, don't ask so many questions.Of course it's all Muggles here—] The twins obviously exhausted Molly, [Hurry up! 】She urged,【Pass one by one, be careful you're late! 】

The red-haired children of the Weasley family walked to the ticket gate between the ninth and tenth platforms, one by one, trotted through the solid wall, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

It was Ron's turn, and he tightened his grip on the armrest of the trolley that held the luggage.

[Sorry——] Ron turned his head, and a boy with black hair, green eyes, and round glasses was standing in front of him, [I don't know how to live...], he even swallowed nervously.

【Are you a freshman at Hogwarts too?Just run towards the wall, or run if you're scared. ] Ron repeated his mother's advice.Noticing that the boy still looked hesitant, he added: [You go first, I will follow you. ] I don't know why, looking into the black-haired boy's eyes, he already has a crush on him.

[Yes, don't be afraid.Ron is also a freshman, so you can be together. 】Molly laughed, she was always so warm to strangers.

Grateful eyes lit up the boy, and he nodded, gripping the handle of the cart as Ron had just done.There was a shiny new cage on his cart, and a snow owl flapped its wings uneasily as he trotted.

He even had a new suitcase, and Ron watched him a little enviously as he disappeared into the wall.Molly's warm hand covered his little one, and he nodded at his mother with a smile, the hem of his untucked half shirt fluttering as he quickened his pace.

As soon as Ron was on the other side of the wall, he met the surprised stare of the boy with glasses looking back.The place where the ticket gate used to be was turned into a wrought iron archway with the words [Platform Nine and Three Quarters] written on it.Ron grinned happily and ran to the boy who was also smiling across the way.

【It's amazing... I mean, the moment I passed through the wall, it felt like a tornado was in my ears...but it was very short...】

[I also think that it is about nine and three quarters of a second. 】Ron made the boy laugh, and the two walked towards the steaming train together, carefully avoiding the crowd to disperse them, and paying attention to the cats scurrying under their feet.

[God!So you are Harry Potter? ] Ron's exclamation succeeded in turning the twins back.After all, everyone in the wizarding world knows Harry Potter, the Boy Who Lived, but few people have actually seen him.

[So you have a lightning-shaped scar on your forehead?You have seen the mysterious man, maybe you still remember him...]

[Hush!Fred,] Their mother wrinkled her nose and put her index finger to her mouth, 【Are you trying to remind him of sad things?He's a good boy, not a zoo animal, don't keep staring at him... well, you two, put your luggage in the car and come help Ron. 】

Ron noticed that Harry pushed his glasses unnaturally, the water in his big green eyes.

Has no one ever paid attention to the boy's own feelings?Everyone only said how amazing he was and how respectable he was, but Ron felt that the boy in front of him was very thin.

All Ron knew at this moment was that he wanted to be friends with Harry Potter, not because he was Wonder Boy (at least not entirely because of that), but because he liked him.

The train was about to start, and the four Weasleys said goodbye to Molly. She kissed their cheeks one by one, and gave Harry the same treatment.

【Good luck. ] Molly to the dark-haired boy.

The train rumbled into the distance, and the green fields outside the window quickly retreated.

The twins run off to see Lee Jordan's marsupial spider (which Ron is terrified to hear), and Harry, obviously rich in pockets and famished, buys loads of treats as the snack trolley passes the stalls.

Ron was introducing Harry to his collection of chocolate frog cards when a brown-haired girl with a pair of front teeth walked in.

【Did any of you see Neville's toad? 】The girl's confident eyes patrolled back and forth between the two, and finally stopped on Ron.

[You have chocolate in your mouth. 】The girl pointed to the left corner of her mouth to signal, and for a moment Ron thought she looked like Ginny.

【No. ] Harry answered honestly.

[Then why don't you help me find it? 】The girl raised her head high and shook her head twice, 【I went to the front compartment first, but the freshmen there were unwilling to help, maybe you...forget it—】

[We can help you find it. ] Harry interrupted the girl, staring at Ron with wide eyes.

Ron received Harry's inquiry and shrugged his shoulders indifferently: [Okay, let's find it for you. 】

She looked very happy, but quickly pressed down the corners of her upturned mouth, 【Then, let's go. 】

Walking in the noisy carriage, the girl spoke again: [My name is Hermione Granger, how about you? 】

Ron introduced himself cooperatively with Harry, and Hermione obviously knew Harry too, and she was even able to list his appearances in the books.Then he talked like a cannonball, and now Harry and Ron knew that she was a female schoolmaster from a Muggle family.

[There are three of us, we can find them separately. ] Hermione said like this, [I went to the front compartment to inquire just now, and the freshmen there are really bad—maybe Neville's toad has been secretly hidden, there is definitely such a possibility.If you ask me, you better go see it again. 】

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Seeing Harry walking towards the compartment further ahead, Ron also casually broke into a noisy compartment.

No freshman could be as bad as the twins, and he wasn't afraid of them.

Walking into this spacious compartment, Ron first saw the exquisite pastries on the table, and then saw a group of freshmen sitting around a seat, he couldn't see who was sitting in that seat, he could only hear a man child's voice.

【That's the latest Nimbus 2000——】

Strange, this voice is strangely familiar.

Ron couldn't care about so much, he felt a little anxious and annoyed that no one paid attention to him until now, he cleared his throat and said loudly: [Excuse me—has anyone seen a toad? 】

The noisy cubicle fell silent, and Ron swallowed nervously as all heads turned to him.

[Look who is this? 】The boy in the center finally appeared. He stood up from his seat, pushed aside a few freshmen and walked in front of Ron.

Ron's eyes widened.

【Isn't this poor Weasley? 】Platinum hair held his head high and mocked loudly.

☆、Chapter 3

[A toad?Shame on Weasley. 】The platinum-blonde hair was even more smug amidst an echoing laugh, 【That's long gone, everyone buys owls now—oh I forgot, poor Weasleys with seven red-haired skunks couldn't afford it owl--】

Everyone laughed, except Ron.If you don't care why they laugh, the atmosphere can be called happy.

But how could he not care?This uneducated blond boy!Why didn't mom tell him that Hogwarts would admit such a nasty guy!

Ron felt that his fist was a little itchy again, but he knew that this was not a good place for him to find a chance to beat up the other party. Obviously the other party knew this very well, so he took two steps towards him, and exaggeratedly approached him to sniff , pretending to be surprised: 【You really smell like a weasel! 】

Unsurprisingly, there was another burst of laughter.Ron felt his face heat up and wanted to argue aloud that the toad wasn't his but Neville's, and he didn't smell like weasel, but he didn't, and vaguely realized it wasn't a Wes What Rai should have done - that was too weak, and amounted to admitting that Neville's toad was [obsolete].

【Is your injury healed? 】

Draco froze.The red-haired Weasley was a little taller than him, and from his angle, he could see the poor man's fair neck and a few strands of fiery red hair sticking to it, as well as a pair of bright blue eyes.

[Draco, what's the injury? ] one of the freshmen asked.

[Nothing, you heard wrong. 】Ron felt the opposite person glared at him viciously.He raised his head and stared back at him without fear, only then did he realize that the blue eyes with platinum hair had returned to normal.

[Listen to the poor man, we don't have any toads here. 】

[You have to look for it to find out. ] Ron regained his confidence from the confrontation just now, and he puffed up his chest.He didn't forget what Hermione said just now, 【In case you hide it...】

【ridiculous! 】Draco pushed the red-haired boy, 【Don't expect you to touch my luggage with your dirty hands, by the way—poor man, don't thank me too much for the cheap chocolates on the corners of your mouth, they are too intrusive up. 】

What?Damn, he didn't wipe it clean just now?Ron wiped the corner of his mouth blankly, then looked at his clean fingers.

[He believes it, he must eat it all over his body! 】A fat boy who looked like a nasty servant suddenly noticed something, pointed at Ron's shirt pocket,【Look at how many chocolate frogs he has in his pocket! 】

Before Ron jumped up in anger, Draco had already "swiped" a bag of chocolate frogs from his pocket with a grin.

【give me back! ] He promised to take it apart with Harry!Ron jumped on him without thinking, but before that - maybe nine and three quarters of a second, the annoying platinum-haired smirked and tossed the chocolate frog to his henchman. , and firmly imprisoned him from the back with both hands.

[Let's take a look, this time the picture is - Agrippa! 】

[Give it to me quickly!That'smine! 】Ron complained in his heart how the bastard could be so lucky - he has collected more than 500 pictures, only Agrippa and Portolemi are missing, Merlin!The bastard's arm made him want to vomit!

The chocolate frog in the pocket fell out a lot because of the red hair's struggle, and Draco tried his best to control the guy in his arms, Merlin!He was so strong, he'd bet a hundred Galleons that the red-haired poor man was a Gryffindor!

Suddenly, the red hair in his arms stopped struggling, and Draco bumped into the back of the other's neck due to inertia.Little Weasley's fiery red hair flickered before his eyes, and then Draco felt the tip of his nose rub against a piece of white and soft skin.

This contact was too short, so short that it ended before Draco could react; but it seemed to be very long, and the smell from the other party's skin still filled his nostrils.

It turned out that Weasleys didn't all smell sour, at least the little weasel in front of him didn't.On the contrary, a faint scent of green grass and the milky smell that children often have are barely... not annoying.

Draco sniffled, not sure whether to drive the smell away or to keep it.But soon, his face became even paler, and he quickly shook off his arms around the other party as if he had just woken up from a dream.

Is there something wrong with him?He actually had direct physical contact with a pure-blood traitor close to Muggles?Merlin!He could have had Crabbe or Goyle grab Weasley for him and get revenge for that punch... must have been because they were standing too close for him to call someone else, it must have been...

Ron hung his head down so he perfectly missed the ever-changing odd look on the bastard's pale little face.He took a deep breath and told himself that neither Agrippa nor Portolemia was as important as he thought—just like every time he was tricked by the twins.

But in fact, he knew in his heart that it didn't really make him angry that the twins played nasty jokes with him, because they were a family.But this time, he was really frustrated and sad. He couldn't imagine that if all the classmates in Hogwarts were like this——

[Ron! ] A familiar voice sounded from outside the half-open compartment door, and Ron turned around in surprise: 【Harry! 】

【Hermione asked me to tell you that Neville's toad was found... What happened here? 】Harry sensitively found that the atmosphere was not right, he pulled Ron to his side reflexively, and used his thin body to isolate Ron from Draco.

Ron rolled his eyes. He wanted to find a chance to thank Harry properly.

【You are Harry Potter? 】Ron heard the platinum hair cough, and then showed that carefully concocted haughty smile: 【I'm Draco, Draco Malfoy.Looks like you've made friends, Potter, but with an unexpected choice—] There was a well-placed sarcastic laugh from the people around him.

Ron noticed that platinum-blond hair—that is, Malfoy glanced over Harry, but avoided his gaze before meeting his eyes, coughed again, and stretched out his hand slowly to Harry: [Trust me , Potter.You don't want friends who are too eccentric, it's self-destructive to hang out with a pure-blood traitor, and I can help you somewhat. ] He bit down the word "Pure Blood Traitor" to imply Potter, but in fact it sounded like he was competing with himself.

[I think I can tell who is the outlier, thank you. 】The shyness faded from Harry's calm expression, and he said coldly.

An inconspicuous blush appeared on Malfoy's pale face, and he retracted his outstretched right hand into the black robe, raising his eyebrows.

[You'll regret it, Potter...] What else Malfoy said afterwards, Ron didn't hear, because Harry had dragged him out of here, back to their cubicle.

[Thanks, Harry. 】Ron sat on the seat with his head down, he wanted to pull out a grateful smile, but it was obviously difficult for an 11-year-old boy who had just suffered a blow.

[Nothing Ron,] Harry grabbed his hand and put a bag of Weird Beans in his hand, [We're friends—by the way, do you know what this is? 】

Harry's eyes were blue-green in the sun, like a sparkling cold lake, but to Ron at this time, they were as warm as a fire in a bedroom.

Ron twitched the corners of his mouth and found that smiling was not so difficult.The two unpacked the flavored beans, and Ron talked about the twins wanting to design new flavors for the flavored beans.

Harry ate a grass-flavored strange-flavored bean, and he chewed vigorously twice: [Ron, this smells a lot like you. ] With that said, Harry leaned over to Ron's shirt and sniffed it.

【Hey! ] Ron moved away with a smile - usually he didn't want others to know that he was ticklish (Gemini used to make him die because of it).What's more, Harry's actions inevitably reminded him of the "weasel smell" that Malfoy said-although he didn't believe it, but... what if Harry smelled out that it was Charlie's old clothes?

Fortunately, Harry sat up straight without paying attention, and continued to taste the strange beans.He ate another snot-flavored one, complained loudly that it tasted like Malfoy, and made Ron almost roll under his seat.

[I met him in Madam Malkin's robe shop in August, the day Hagrid took me to buy school supplies. ] As Harry said, Ron was surprised to match the date with him, and found that the two went to Diagon Alley only one day apart.

☆、Chapter 4

【what a pity! ] He said loudly, imagining how he and Harry would beat Malfoy in Diagon Alley, and his mood became more beautiful.

[That's right. 】Harry nodded, still chewing on the weird beans,【I knew that day that he was a nuisance. 】

[And she's a sissy. ] Ron added.Looking at Harry's puzzled eyes, he explained triumphantly: [Don't forget where we all met the annoying Malfoy, I suspect he lived in Madam Malkin's shop all summer and learned to sew his robe lace Woolen cloth! 】

This time it was Harry laughing so hard that he spit out the weird-flavored beans - of course, it could also be because he tasted snot again.

[Pull—] The compartment door opened at this moment, and Hermione threw a thick book next to the snacks.

[Neville finally wiped away his tears. 】Hermione rolled her eyes, sat down opposite Harry and Ron and opened a book,【Although my seat is elsewhere, it's too noisy there, can I read a book here? 】

【Actually...you have already done this. 】Ron curled his lips, Harry nodded honestly, and Hermione didn't roll her eyes again as they imagined, she was already immersed in the book.

The golden trio they met for the first time spent the long time on the train in the way of [21], and finally waited for the arrival reminder.Under Hermione's disgusted eyes, Harry and Ron hurriedly put on their black wizard robes, and waited in line with other freshmen to board the ship, to the huge brightly lit castle on the other side, high into the sky.

【Hey!What's wrong with you! 】Ron's wooden oar was pulled hard, and he almost fell off the crowded four-person boat.

It was Malfoy again, he should have thought of that.

[I didn't mean it. 】The lights in the castle were vaguely reflected on Malfoy's face, his expression was very insincere,【But it's really interesting--】After finishing speaking, he hit Ron's head hard with his own wooden oar .

Ron was ready to go long before Malfoy showed a sinister smile, the wooden oar deftly bypassed the platinum-haired attack, and knocked on the opponent's wooden oar with a [clang].

[Ah——] With an exclamation, before a triumphant smile was on the corner of Ron's mouth, he felt the black shadow on the opposite side shake from side to side with the sound of the boat [squeak], and rushed towards him.

There is a noticeable gap between the two boats.

[The idiot is about to fall into the icy black lake. ] This idea was like a golden snitch flashing through Ron's mind. When he realized it, half of his body had already leaned out of the boat, firmly catching the upper body of the annoying ghost.

The hem of his black robe was probably soaked in the water, and Malfoy's cold fingers scratched his neck in panic, making him cold and itchy.

[Over there!Don't make a fuss in the boat! ] He heard Hagrid's shout.

Ron realized that Malfoy's hands were still tightly wrapped around his neck-it's not the itching now, he was already a little out of breath, and the other party even buried his head on his shoulders in fear, and Ron almost ate it A strand of platinum blonde hair.

He'll remember the troubled look of the annoying ghost, but he has to deal with the troubles first.

【Malfoy, use your feet to hook the boat, I'll throw you... um... back on your boat. ] Ron leaned closer to the other party's ear and said.

The other party didn't respond, but the distance between the two ships was indeed getting closer.Ron winked at Harry, who was at the oars, and Crabgole, who was anxious on the opposite boat, and threw Malfoy back into the boat at the right time.

The expected sweet [plop] sound didn't come, and Malfoy was held firmly on either side by Crabbe and Goyle (Ron guessed his ass still suffered somewhat).

The hem of Malfoy's exquisite black robe was also wet.Ron originally thought that he would be too late to stare at him, but the other party was unexpectedly quiet, and he didn't even look at him. His pale face turned pink, and the little ears under the platinum hair turned red at some point up.

There was a faint scent on Malfoy - Ron recalled that when the other party threw himself into his arms, he guessed that the platinum hair was sprayed with perfume on the robe, which was really a bitch, but mother clearly said that children should not wear perfume... these are all messes It was only when he put on the all-knowing sorting hat that he was forced out of his head by Ron. In the end, he was sorted into Gryffindor with Harry and Hermione, which somewhat soothed his mood.

[I knew that I would definitely be assigned to Slytherin, it was a certainty. ] When Ron passed by the long table of Slytherin, he heard the noisy voice again.Well, he's back to his old self-satisfied look again.

[A lot of bad wizards come from Slytherin, I really don't know what the bastards are proud of. 】As soon as Ron took his seat, he complained under his breath like Harry who was cutting a steak.

【Malfoy is a pure-blooded family, he is really proud of this. 】Hermione shrugged and took a bite of the pudding,【However, Dumbledore is the greatest wizard of our time, and he is a half-breed.There are countless powerful half-blood wizards in history. From this point of view, the argument that "the purer the blood, the stronger the magic power" is simply untenable, so I don't understand what is so proud of it. 】

Harry nodded obediently.As a member of the pure-blood Weasley family, Ron also expressed his agreement with Hermione's opinion.

After dinner, the students went to the dormitory to rest under the leadership of the prefects of each college.Ron was standing on the outside of the Gryffindor line, and he felt a hard bump on his outside arm as the Slytherin freshmen line passed.

Ron didn't even have to lift his eyelids to catch a glimpse of the perpetrator's platinum-blond hair glinting in the light of the candles in the high hall out of the corner of his eye.

[The guy who repays his kindness...] He looked at the back that was fading away and muttered.But he didn't expect the bastard to thank him at all, did he?

The freshmen of Gryffindor, led by the prefect Percy, passed the portrait of the Fat Lady and passed the circular common room to their dormitories.Ron and Harry walked in. There were five four-poster beds hung with crimson flannel curtains, where their luggage had been sitting quietly.

Ron wanted to fall into bed and fall into a deep sleep immediately, exhausted from the exhaustion and Malfoy.But he still endured the drowsiness and took off the still wet wizard robe, ready to change into pajamas before going to wash.

Something fell out of the pocket of the black robe and landed soundlessly on the soft carpet.Through the warm light beside the bed, Ron saw Agrippa smiling at him in the picture.

Scabbers, a little mouse, was secretly nibbling on his sheets, and Ron turned around and chased it back to its nest, only to find that Harry had fallen asleep.

He put Agrippa's pictures in the drawer of the bedside table, and soon lay down in the comfortable bed.

Weird start of school and weird nuisance, he muttered.It was just a matter of turning over and falling asleep.

☆、Chapter 5

[It's over there, look quickly. 】

【Which side? 】

[Beside the tall red-haired boy. 】

【The one with glasses? 】

[Did you see his face? 】

【Have you seen his scar? 】

...

Ron looked sideways at Harry, who was walking beside him. The latter pursed his lips uneasily, and there was a deliberately concealed calm in the big green eyes under the glasses. This reminded Ron of Harry's talk on the train about the original Not only is he not famous in the world, but he also sleeps in a cupboard.

Ron slipped his hand out of his wizard robes and gave Harry's a gentle squeeze.

Harry smiled at him, shook his hand back and quickly released it, and turned his head forward: 【We have to make sure we know the way to the classroom. 】

Ron agreed, they were spending too much time on the damn moving stairs at Hogwarts.Just when Ron was about to open a door and walk through the building in annoyance, the administrator Filch came up behind him and Harry like a ghost and roared, startling them both.

【What are you doing?Didn't Dumbledore tell you at the opening banquet that the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor is a restricted area? 】

【We didn't plan to go. ] Harry muttered.

【What did you say? ] Filch leaned closer to Harry with his bulbous eyes, and from Ron's angle he could see his dark pierced ears.

【nothing. 】

Filch gave the two bewildered young Gryffindors a stern warning, complaining loudly that naughty students should be hung upside down from the ceiling until they learn to behave, and walked away, Mrs Norris closely following him behind.

[I really want to kick his cat. ] said Ron.Although this approach is very unwizard, maybe he should take Professor McGonagall's transfiguration class, and hope to turn Mrs. Norris into... a toilet seat, stick it to Ferridge