"Otherwise, I don't think you're likely to be invited. Shabini said to himself, not giving Malfoy any face, "Look at the people he invited, all of them are related to the family and the ministry or are neutral. When I first passed, he asked me about Nott's father, and it seemed that they had been old friends. But when he heard that Noether's father had been arrested by the Ministry, his face sank, and he didn't get invited, did he? So, you save it, I don't think Slughorn was interested in the Death Eaters. ”

Sabini's words made Malfoy look angry, but he managed to squeeze out a dry weird laugh.

"Well, who cares what he's interested in? Besides, what kind of thing is he? just a stupid teacher. Malfoy yawned exaggeratedly, "I mean, maybe I won't be at Hogwarts next year, and what does it matter to me if some old fat man who is too angry likes me or not?"

"What are you talking about, maybe you won't be at Hogwarts next year?" Pansy asked with a grunt, immediately stopping combing Malfoy's hair, "Where are you going?"

"Yes, where I'm going, you'll never know or imagine. "It doesn't hurt to tell you all right, maybe I'll be on the high and going to do, well, something more important and exciting." ”

"It's like what that Mason did in Egypt this summer......" Goyle said subconsciously.

"They say he defeated a demon. ”

"Much more important than that, idiot, and, don't mention that mudblood. Malfoy snapped, "Don't you think playing for the Dark Lord is as good as the adventures of a Mudblood?"

The effect of his words was immediate, and the box immediately fell silent.

Pansy stared at Malfoy dumbfounded, and Crabbe and Goyle stared at him dumbfoundedly.

Apparently, they were intimidated by Voldemort's name, and even Sabini's haughty face showed a little curiosity.

Harry curled up on the luggage rack wrapped in his invisibility cloak, his heart beating fast.

Working for Voldemort?

Sure enough, Malfoy was going to do something, and he should have heard it from Aven, Hermione, and Ron.

After a brief silence, Sabini asked tentatively, "You mean to play for the Dark Lord?"

"Of course, what do you think?" Malfoy shrugged, "Mom wants me to finish school, but I personally don't think it's that important anymore. Think about it, after the Dark Lord came to power,.. Does he care about how you do in school? Of course not, he only cares about how people serve him, how they show him loyalty. ”

"I know that everyone wants to show their loyalty to the Dark Lord, and I've heard that many foreign Dark Wizards have come to this country, but what can you do for him?" Sabini asked sharply, "You're only sixteen years old, and you're not officially qualified." ”

"Didn't I just say that? Maybe he doesn't care if I'm qualified, maybe he doesn't need much qualifications for the job he wants me to do. Malfoy whispered, "You'll see." ”

Shabini stopped talking, and Crabbe and Goyle sat there dumbfounded, their mouths wide open like two monster-like dripping mouths.

Pansy stared down at Malfoy, as if she had never seen anything so awe-inspiring.

Harry held his breath, hoping that Malfoy would continue to talk about what he was going to do for Voldemort.

But Malfoy knew how to take what he saw and was clearly pleased with the effect he had made.

He pointed out the dark window and said, "Ah, I see Hogwarts, we'd better get into our robes." ”

Harry blinked, then hurriedly shrank back.

Goyle stood up to take their boxes, and the movement was too big.

As he pulled the box down, it slammed into Harry's head with a dull thud that made him take a breath of pain.

Malfoy looked up at the luggage rack and frowned.

Harry was still in tears, his head still aching, but he drew his wand. At the same time, he was careful not to mess up the cloak of invisibility and be prepared, Harry wasn't afraid of Malfoy, but he felt that it wasn't a good thing for a group of unfriendly Slytherins to find him hiding in the cloak of invisibility.

To Harry's relief, Malfoy stared at the luggage rack for a moment, seemingly believing that the sound he had just heard was just a hallucination, and he put on his coat like everyone else, locked the suitcase, and wrapped a new thick travel cloak around his neck as the train slowed down and slowly slid forward.

A few seconds later, Harry could see that the hallway was crowded again.

He even heard Hermione shouting as she led the first-year students out of the carriage.

Harry hoped Ron would remember to carry his luggage to the platform, where he was now trapped and couldn't get out until the carriage was empty.

I hope I don't delay too long and miss the carriage......

Finally, with a final clang, the train came to a complete stop.

Goyle slammed the door open and squeezed into the middle of a group of second-year students, kicking and punching them aside, with Crabbe and Shabini following.

"You go with them first. Malfoy said to Pansy, "I've got one more thing to look at." ”

Pansy waited for him with her hands outstretched, as if wishing he could take her hand.

She looked at Malfoy quizzically, then turned to leave the box.

Now, it was only Harry and Malfoy left, and Harry clenched his wand in his hand.

People rushed by, got off the train and came to the dark platform.

Malfoy walked to the door of the carriage and lowered the curtain so that no one in the aisle outside could peep inside, then he bent down and opened the box again.

Harry looked down from the edge of the luggage rack, his heart beating faster.

It's really suspicious, what is Malfoy hiding from the others?

So, is he about to see that broken mysterious thing that needs to be repaired by Bogin?

In the next second, a red light hit him.

"It's all petrified!"

Malfoy pointed his wand at Harry, and Harry froze.

Like in slow motion, he swayed down from the luggage rack and fell.

Harry fell heavily and painfully at Malfoy's feet, the Cloak of Invisibility crushed underneath him.

His body was exposed, his legs still ridiculously curled up in a stiff kneeling position.

He couldn't move at all, and could only look up at Malfoy, who smirked......