"Oh my God, there could be such a stupid guy?"

The moment Tang Yuan heard this, he looked in the direction of the voice, and unexpectedly, it was not the troublesome young master Malfoy, but the Crab beside him who said it.

"Huh?"

Tang Yuan frowned, and glared directly at him.

Although Crabbe was also taken aback by Tang Yuan's outburst on the train before, but his experience since he was a child still made him unconvinced, seeing Tang Yuan glaring at him, he laughed out loud, leaned over to Draco's side, and deliberately laughed loudly: "Haha, Malfoy, what do you say, you can be directly stunned by a flying skateboard, how cowardly this guy must be!~"

"Indeed, what a stupid big guy..."

Goyle and the other Slytherin students around him chimed in.

Draco didn't speak, he was looking down and pondering - Tang Yuan's two outbursts in succession, mainly the outbursts on the train before, were showing off his wealth and background strength, plus the last soul question, which really woke Draco up.

Do you need a friend, or do you need an idiot brother?

But.

After all, in the ten years he has been growing up, the cultivation of his family has had a great impact on him.

"Malfoy, come and see!" Crabbe sprinted, grabbing something from the grass at the edge of the wall, "It's what the big fool Longbottom brought to him from his grandmother!"

Crabbe raised his hand, and in the sunlight, a crystal ball-like ball of memory was glittering.

"Huh?"

Draco was a little confused, and before he could react, Crabbe raised his hand and threw the memory ball towards him, subconsciously taking the memory ball, and heard Harry's low roar in his ear: "Malfoy, you quickly return the memory ball!"

Looking at the startled Draco, Tang Yuan knew that his previous "persuasion" had an effect, and immediately patted Harry on the shoulder, stopping the little guy who was suddenly angry.

"Harry, take it easy, I'll take care of it. ”

"Oh, okay Brother Yuan'er..."

Harry nodded in relief.

However, he didn't know that in fact, in Tang Yuan's heart, there was still his own selfishness - to earn shock points~~

Tang Yuan stopped Harry behind him and walked straight to the Slytherin team opposite.

"Young master, we haven't talked for a while, how about it, did you think about my question last time?"

"Oh, don't talk about those who don't, Tang Yuan, do you want this memory ball?"

Draco snorted coldly, ignoring Tang Yuan's question, instead pinching the memory ball in his hand and asking rhetorically.

"Okay, young master, I know you've actually been shaken, haven't you?" Tang Yuan shook his head and sighed, "Don't make trouble, return this thing, it's useless for you to take it anyway..."

"Malfoy, don't listen to his nonsense, don't give it to him!"

Crabbe yelled, spoke, and rushed up in front of Draco.

Tang Yuan smiled, stopped, leaned to the side, and looked at Draco again, "What do you think?"

Although he didn't know what Tang Yuan had said to Draco before, Crabbe could still feel the entanglement of Young Master Malfoy and his estrangement in the recent period.

Turning to look at Draco, Crabbe saw no longer the same laughter and disdain as before, but a look that he had never seen before.

Crabbe and Goyle glanced at each other, and then the latter stepped directly on the flying skateboard, and his figure instantly floated into the air, and suddenly swept past Draco, snatching the memory ball from his hand.

"Goyle!What are you going to do?!"

Draco roared.

Unfortunately, Goyle in the air scolded him angrily, "Master Draco, you have changed, why are you so friendly with such a group of mudbloods?"

"You!"

A flash of blood suddenly appeared on Draco's pale face, and he glared at Goyle high in the sky, but he couldn't speak.

As soon as Harry saw this situation in the back, he didn't care about anything else and hurriedly stepped on the flying skateboard, and while taking off quickly, he spent the run-in period with the skateboard in mid-air.

"Get it, Goyle!"

Harry yelled as he gave chase.

"I don't know what you said to Master Draco, but I won't be soft!" Goyle gave an ugly grin, floating in mid-air, tossing the memory ball up and down, thinking, "I think about it, where should I put it?"

"Why don't you put it on a tree?"

"You dare!

Harry roared and slammed into pursuit.

"No, Harry!" Hermione shouted, "Miss Hooch told us not to move, you're going to punish us!"

Ignoring Hermione's cries, Harry could only feel the blood surging in his body, and a strange experience welled up in his heart—the wind swept through his hair, and his heart suddenly felt a rush of ecstasy, this feeling of flying, it was so wonderful.

It's so easy, so wonderful!

He subconsciously adjusted his posture and lifted the flying skateboard a little, and the flight altitude was instantly raised. This made the girls on the ground scream.

Tang Yuan below looked up at Harry's flying attitude, smiled slightly, and said to Draco, "Young Master, do you think Goyle did this?"

"Hmph, don't talk nonsense, be careful that I beat you!" Crabbe once again stood in front of Tang Yuan, still not letting the other party get close to Draco.

"Beat me, come on, you have the ability to touch me?"

Hearing this, how could Crabbe endure it, and immediately pushed Tang Yuan's shoulder viciously.

"Yo, aren't you too daring?" Tang Yuan flashed sideways, let go of this attack, and sneered, "But, I didn't fight..."

Tang Yuan's attitude made Crabbe unbearable, and immediately, the latter became furious and rushed up again.

"You can't afford to eat, why are you so clumsy?"

Tang Yuan dodged while continuing to taunt Crabbe, and at the same time, he didn't forget to chat with Draco—"Master, what do you think? Are you going to beat me up with Crabbe, this stupid boy?"

"Enough!"

Within a few minutes, Draco yelled, years of family education and the company of his two younger brothers for many years made him angry at this time, and he couldn't think about it so much, "Don..."

At this moment, Harry, who was on the flying skateboard, had already grabbed Neville's memory ball and flew back.

Not far away, Professor McGonagall's roar was heard—

"Harry Potter—"