[HP] Seven Nights Talk

The next day, Harry's journey to King's Cross station would have been smooth, if there hadn't been a diary that refused to carry the suitcase.The Dursleys had left him as soon as they dropped him off at the station, in an attitude of avoiding him.It was mostly thanks to Hagrid, who managed to turn their fear of magic from imaginary to experienced reality.

For the same reason, Harry arrived at the platform much earlier than before.Even though it was morning, platforms nine and ten were packed with people - all Muggles.With his oddly shaped luggage and a live owl, he undoubtedly received all kinds of attention.This made him have to give up his plan to wait for the Weasleys outside, because the train staff in charge of order had asked him three times if he was lost with his family (although Harry was more inclined to think that he was escaped from some lunatic asylum).After the last negative, he pretended to be leaning against the brick wall, and slipped into platform nine and three quarters when no one else was looking.

A crimson locomotive was belching steam in the morning sun.There is still some time before the drive, and there are already many students and parents seeing off on the platform, and they are all taking advantage of the last period of time to talk more.Harry looked around and saw that he was the only one who had come by himself, and the culprit was still carrying the heavy weight on himself.

Harry tried to pull himself together.This is only temporary, he said to himself, he came this time to change all the endings he didn't want, which of course included their parents.Thinking about it this way, his mood finally returned to normal.

No, speaking of Voldemort, he's been quiet since he won the right to breathe outside?It's not like him at all, especially when they're going to Hogwarts soon?

Harry was thinking about these and other things at random, when he suddenly noticed that the hem of the clothes moved - in order to make it easier to carry the diary, Voldemort ordered him to sew a secret pocket inside the clothes - that was the place that was moving.He looked down to make sure that the bag was not leaking (for Voldemort had unceremoniously mocked his sewing skills), then looked up again and saw the cause of it - there were three people standing in front of him, and They all look familiar.

But the Malfoys didn't notice him.In fact, Harry doubted that Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Malfoy could see anyone but their own son in their eyes.At this time, the two were telling Draco Malfoy some precautions, nothing more than going straight to the owl's house if they wanted to eat.

Harry backed away unnoticed.He had met young Malfoy when he was in Madam Malkin's robe shop, and the two exchanged a few mild words, but the other party hadn't thought of asking his name at that time.Now that the Malfoys were all there, Harry felt he couldn't imagine introducing himself to three Malfoys at the same time.

This thing was going well.But Harry's hill-like luggage didn't give him much face. The owl cage above it shook slightly, and then Hedwig let out a cry.This successfully attracted the attention of the Malfoy family. The specific performance was that the old Malfoy frowned and looked at him from bottom to top, with the expression on his face as if he had swallowed a fly; Mrs. Malfoy's reaction Exactly like him.And little Malfoy frowned first, and then recognized Harry: "So it was you! I was about to ask your name that day, why did you leave?"

How could you think of this matter that day, you just patronized and complained about the clothes, right?Harry answered silently in his heart.As for why Draco Malfoy didn't behave like his parents, Harry guessed irresponsibly, it was probably because he listened to the other party's few complaints and didn't show any disgust, so he was temporarily classified as one of his own. It's within range—Merlin knows what an overreaction he can do to a child's complaint!

"Someone was waiting for me, and I didn't make it in time," Harry finally replied.He wasn't wrong in saying that, Hagrid was indeed waiting for him, even though he helped him buy everything.But before it was too late... Only he and Merlin really knew about it.As soon as he thought of this, he felt a slight trembling in his pocket - no, there was also Voldemort - this guy had a great time watching the show!

Draco seemed to notice that Harry had come alone.He raised his eyebrows, and there was some real interest in his gray eyes: "Is no one accompanying you?"

"They went back first." Harry continued to answer around the bend.Because it is absolutely impossible for him to say "My parents are dead, I am Harry Potter" to everyone.The pocket seemed to move again, and then he heard a voice in his mind: "The reason is good, it seems that I underestimated you."

It only took half a second for Harry to realize what had happened.Voldemort played with that soul piece again! "I'm done now!" he growled back in his head.Coming out at this time, is he ready to test his double-mindedness?

As an ancient pure-blood family and a generation of Slytherins, Draco naturally heard that this was an excuse.But he only thinks that the other party's parents are too busy or something else, anyway, he definitely didn't think about death.He didn't notice the anger that flashed in Harry's eyes just now, and just continued to ask: "Then can you tell me my name now? By the way, I haven't introduced myself yet, I'm Draco Malfoy .” If his tone hadn’t been so drawn out, his self-introduction would have been pretty good.

Too bad Harry was totally distracted right now.Because Voldemort in his head was saying to him: "And Draco is only 11 years old, isn't he? Congratulations, you have indeed grown up, which is great."

That's enough...Harry wanted to refute, but it occurred to him that he had indeed learned a new level of Occlumency and used it right away - it was unbearable to be hacked into the brain or something!Then he remembered that Draco had asked him a question just now, which seemed to be the name?

"Uh... Harry Potter," Harry replied.He didn't intend to lie, because it would be found out in a moment.Then, suddenly, he realized that he had used his Occlumency at just the right time—the Malfoys looked at him from distaste to ice pick in an instant.

Draco obviously didn't have the same concerns as his parents, and his eyes brightened instantly. "You're that Harry Potter?" His eyes moved to Harry's forehead, obviously wondering if there really was a lightning scar underneath.

If it were Harry, who didn't know the meaning of the scar before, he would have raised his bangs to show him without much mind.But he didn't want to do that at all right now, so he just nodded.

The Malfoys had clearly taken great displeasure at his silence.Mr. Malfoy coughed lightly, opened his mouth and said, "Draco, be polite. For new friends, we should shake hands to show friendship." Although he said so, the smirk on the corner of his mouth and the look in his eyes were indistinguishable. No longer considered Harry a friend.Obviously, he doesn't like Harry, but there are things he wants from Harry - like what happened in Voldemort's final battle.

Harry hadn't thought of this for the time being, but at least he knew that old Malfoy was never one to be aimless.And he had a bad feeling about being targeted, so he really didn't want to shake Draco's hand at this point.

As if to help him, a voice suddenly came from behind him: "Look, who did we see? There is a Malfoy who is going to be in the first grade, and our little brother is not bad luck."

Another similar voice followed immediately: "That's right, anyway, we enrolled first. Think about the prospect of taking classes with a Malfoy..." He clicked his tongue a few times, obviously not looking forward to it.

Harry turned his head sharply.Because the speed was too fast, I almost twisted my neck.Because he recognized those two voices—Fred!George!The twin brothers just came in from the platform, and when they saw him turn around, they winked.

"...Hurry up, the Hogwarts train is leaving!" shouted the chubby Mrs. Weasley after them. "Fred, George, hurry up, what are you talking about again? Oh..." She finally saw the pale-faced Malfoy family through the gap between the twin brothers, "You two, shut up now!"

But it's too late.Mr. Malfoy raised his chin slightly, showing a utter arrogance. "Redheads always make a mess, don't they, Arthur?"

Mr. Weasley, whose name was called, stepped forward and stopped the twin brothers who were still about to say something.Although the two of them always disliked each other, but he heard the beginning of today's incident, and with the people around him, he felt that the major incident should be reduced to a minor one. "What a coincidence, Lucius."

Mr. Malfoy was clearly not prepared to buy it.His eyes fell on the luggage brought by the Weasley children, and he immediately found a place to play. "I'm amazed that you guys can afford your tuition. How much did you get these things for? Looks like second-hand stuff from Knockturn Alley?"