Three uninvited guests broke into the compartment at this time.

Three boys, to be exact, led by a pale, thin young man.

To put it simply, he looks like a little white face.

As for the other two boys, they are both big and "special" in appearance...... Standing on both sides of the little white face, one on each side, it looks like a pair of his bodyguards.

All three were about the same age as Jon, perhaps a year or two older.

"Vincent, I think I'm sorry about your father...... But the Dark Lord won't ......," said the little white face as she closed the door to the cubicle and said to a boy next to her.

However, the conversation between them immediately came to an abrupt end.

Apparently, they noticed that there was another person in the compartment.

The two hulking "bodyguards" sat down in the seats across from Jon, and the little white face frowned, apparently not wanting to huddle around with his two hunk companions, so he went to Jon's side, the seat near the aisle, and sat down.

"Hello, which academy are you from?" Xiao Baimian obviously felt that the companion next to him was a little embarrassed, and he asked a little coldly.

Especially when the other party looks about the same age as the three of them, this is not normal. After all, Hogwarts is such a small student, and there should be no unfamiliar faces.

"I don't think I know......" Jon shrugged, "because I'm an exchange student and haven't been through the sorting ceremony yet!"

"Exchange student?" Xiao Baimian couldn't help frowning.

"Yes!" Jon nodded, "I came to Hogwarts for my fourth year, my first and third years were spent in Durmstrang. ”

Hearing "Durmstrong", the other party couldn't help but frown slightly.

He looked at Jon's eyes, and softened a little.

"Oh, this is Crabbe, Vincent Crabbe, this is Goyle, Gergeri Goyle. The pale boy glanced at Jon and said casually, "My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy." ”

As he spoke, he held out a hand to Jon.

"Patrick, Christopher Patrick!" Jon replied amicably, shaking Draco Malfoy's hand.

Then he stood up again, shaking hands with Crabbe and Goyle, respectively.

......

Trains run on the plains of the middle of England. Outside the window, fields, forests, and villages galloped past Jon.

The four people in the cubicle began to talk amicably.

It is said that there are four people communicating, but in fact, there are only two main players, Jon and Malfoy...... Crabbe and Goyle were obviously not talkative, but just echoed and nodded yes.

"That, Patrick...... I guess exchange students aren't very common at Hogwarts!" Draco Malfoy glanced at Jon with some curiosity, "At least I haven't heard of it before!"

"My aunt is British, and she's a bit connected to a certain Hogwarts trustee......" Jon said vaguely.

"My father wanted to send me to Durmstrang because he thought the education there was better!" Malfoy said, "It's just that my mother thought it was too remote, so I didn't make it!"

"yes......" Jon nodded thoughtfully, "The weather is terrible at Durmstrang, and you have to wear a thick padded jacket for two hundred days a year!"

"The weather at Hogwarts is actually terrible, it's raining half the year......" Malfoy nodded thoughtfully, and then he asked again with some curiosity, "I heard Durmstran's Defence Against the Dark Arts class was cool?"

"Okay...... We're not a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, we're a Study Against the Dark Arts class!"

Jon vaguely communicates with Malfoy, after all, he doesn't know a lot about Durmstrand...... After all, Malfoy had eaten at the same table with a dozen Durmstrang students for a year last year, and he probably knew more than he did.

So once you talk too much, it's very likely that you'll show your feet.

Fortunately, Malfoy didn't pay much attention to this aspect, and he asked more about Jon's family history......

"My parents are wizards......" Jon replied, "They died in a magical accident when I was very young!"

"I'm sorry!" Malfoy patted Jon on the shoulder.

"If you can come to Slytherin!" Draco Malfoy laughed loudly, "I'll be able to cover you then!"

As he spoke, he flashed the badge on his chest.

"Draco is the Slytherin prefect!" Goyle reacted first, introducing Jon.

"That's right, prefect!" Draco Malfoy was a little smug as his silver badge of Jon flashed with a "P".

This is the meaning of prefect.

"Oh, by the way, I should go to the prefect's carriage! take instructions from the Boys Student Council President and patrol the corridors!" Malfoy suddenly remembered, he stood up and waved at Jon, "Then don't go for now!"

......

Malfoy leaves, leaving only Jon and Crabbe and Goyle in the compartment.

The atmosphere became a little dreary, but soon, the door to the cubicle was pushed open.

A woman with a smile and dimples pushed the cart and asked, "Honey, do you want to buy any food from the cart?"

All three people in the cubicle gathered around.

Jon buys a few pies and a glass of pumpkin juice.

As for Crabbe and Goyle, they both bought a whole bunch of chocolate frogs, pumpkin pies, pot-shaped cakes...... Sitting on the table almost a mountain of piles, Jon doubts that he can eat for days.

He suddenly understood why these two people could grow so big.

The three of them faced each other and began to feast.

"Man, you two have such good appetites!" Jon chatted with them as he ate.

Goyle touched his head with a smile: "Yes, my parents have said the same since I was a child......"

"Looks like you and Draco are good brothers!" Jon continued to compliment.

"That's right!" Crabbe nodded, "We've grown up together!"

"It turned out to be a childhood tree...... Ahh

"Of course!" Goyle patted his chest, still chewing on a chocolate frog in his mouth.

They then begin to tell Jon about the trio's experiences growing up.

For half an hour, they talked from east to west......

Because of this discussion, the relationship between them has become warm.

"Well, Vincent!" Jon took a moment to change the subject, "So, your father and Draco's father were good brothers since childhood?"

。 m.