The next morning, Malfoy stepped on the train back to school. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There's one thing in the world that spreads faster than anyone thinks, and that's rumors.

Malfoy sat in his seat, and didn't even have to prick up his ears to listen carefully, there were words like this in his ears:

"Did you hear that? Draco's wand was confiscated by the Ministry of Magic. ”

"Why?"

"I heard that he used spells to torture Muggles and was discovered. ”

"No, he usually looks like a gentleman, and he looks personable. Some of the girls said.

"I don't believe you, go and see if his wand is still there. ”

As a result, some girls pretended to pass by his seat unintentionally, and then ran away in a panic, apparently believing most of them.

Malfoy was happy to be pure, and Slytherin had always been like that anyway.

"Is there anyone here?" a gentle female voice said. If you don't mind, I'll sit here. A girl sat down next to Malfoy.

"I haven't agreed yet. Malfoy couldn't laugh or cry. "Also, I tortured a Muggle a few days ago, Qiu Zhang, aren't you afraid?"

Qiu Zhang shook his head, stared at him and said, "I still trust my own judgment. Then she asked, "Can you tell me what's going on?"

"No comment. "Just kidding, it's a big deal for Voldemort to know about this kind of thing. In the last world, she had a history of leaks. As for casual lies, Malfoy wasn't interested in either.

Qiu Zhang let out a disappointed sigh, but still insisted: "No matter what, I still believe you." ”

"Thank you. Malfoy politely replied to her, nodded slightly, and then began to flip through the latest issue of "Singing Against the Tune" and watched.

The journey may seem short, but by the time Malfoy returns to Hogwarts, the sun is setting for the last of its days, and it's already dinner time.

Walking around the campus, people come and go. Some students were afraid of him, and the students who came in front of him dodged and did not dare to look at him, because they were afraid that he would remember his appearance, and the students who were passing by behind him would always find opportunities to bypass from other places.

Of course, there were also a small number of students in green robes who followed him from afar, obviously the rumored Malfoy was very good at their appetite, and the previous performance of the academy showed that he was very powerful, and the snake academy was attached to the strong, which was tradition.

"It's over, put yourself in. Malfoy sighed inwardly. "Now Lao Deng is estimated to call me to the office to educate me well. "The current Malfoy is a remake of Voldemort's boyhood. Henchmen, talent, and certain tendencies to be misunderstood were enough to make Dumbledore wary.

"Take it one step at a time. Malfoy comforted himself and walked slowly to the dining room.

The feast seemed to have just begun, and many people still had full plates in front of them, and there were always so many reasons to hold a feast at Hogwarts, and the end of Christmas was also a reason.

As soon as he found a seat and sat down, Pansy's face came to her, and she asked with concern, "Are you alright?"

"What can I do. Malfoy smiled and waved his hand to show that he was fine.

Seeing that he smiled naturally, not like a forced smile, Pansy relieved herself, leaned forward and sat back in her chair, and whispered, "I know you're okay, some of the stories you told me didn't emphasize racial equality or anything like that." She paused, then added, "But I still hate Muggles." ”

Malfoy was noncommittal, and the change of mindset was not a matter of a day or two.

"I'm not happy with your Christmas present!" Pansy knocked on the table, as if trying to get his attention. "Shouldn't you give the pen and ink to that mud?" she seemed to think of something, but she still stopped talking stiffly, "Give it to that Muggle witch?"

Didn't wait for Malfoy to answer. Pansy continued, "But I still like the color of the ink. ”

"And count you as having a conscience. Pansy whispered a quick glance at his hand.

Malfoy raised his hand to look at the pair of gloves with strange color combinations and some balls of thread exposed.

"Put it down. Seeing him raise his hand to look, Pansy said hurriedly with a blushing face.

"Do you dare to knit, I dare to wear it, are you afraid that others will see it?" Malfoy smiled, he thought that Pansy's appearance was so cute that people couldn't help but amuse.

"Laugh again! Give it back to me. With that, Pansy tried to get up, and it looked like she really wanted to snatch the gloves back.

"Isn't someone still confident when they write from me?" Malfoy raised an eyebrow.

"Don't mention it. Pansy's head suddenly drooped, and her tone was indescribably low. "I took a picture with my camera as a souvenir, and my mother saw it, and she actually laughed at me. ”

Then she got up and said seriously: "You really give it back to me, I will change it again, it will definitely look better." Malfoy could clearly see that Pansy's eyes were full of fighting spirit, and it was obvious that he was fighting with his mother.

"There is no reason to take back the gift that is given, and I will keep it until the day I die. Malfoy looked at the glove with a cherished gaze, an indescribable affection in his eyes.

"Disgusting!" Pansy's face turned even redder, and the flush even spread to the base of her ear.

"Okay, I'm not going to tease you. Malfoy straightened his face and continued, "I am very grateful to Miss Pansy for knitting these gloves for me in her busy schedule, but I have decided not to return them due to the special nature of this first gift." ”

"When did you get so slippery! Give me back that goose you used to be. Pansy said with some hatred.

"Growth is irreversible, Miss. Malfoy smiled.

Eventually, the gloves were still on Malfoy's hands, not removed, and Malfoy was not stared at by Pansy.

"Harry, did you hear that?" said to the Gryffindor table, which was also hot, as Ron reached into the middle of the table to take a piece of pancake and said to Harry.

"What did you hear?" asked Harry, without looking up, as he was destroying a chicken leg.

"It's all over the academy, you don't know?" Ron glanced at the Slytherin table, then whispered to Harry, "Draco was captured by the Ministry of Magic, and he is said to be torturing Muggles with magic, and I don't think his father would have been in Azkaban by now." ”

Ron gloated a little.

But even then, his wand was confiscated. Ron continued.

"It was a fluke. Harry couldn't help but touch his chest, he felt his heart pounding. "It's hard to imagine that I offered to ask him who Nicol Lemay was, Ron, you've done him a great favor. ”

"Of course. Ron raised his head at this point, and couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"It's not like that. Hermione suddenly slapped the table and said loudly, causing the Gryffindor students to look sideways, and even some Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students turned their eyes away.

"What's not like that?" Ron asked her. Apparently they hadn't expected Hermione to speak for that Slytherin, and he thought maybe Hermione was just thinking about something.

"Nothing. Hermione said weakly, the sentence just now was her impulse, as soon as she finished speaking, it seemed that her breath was released, she didn't have the courage to admit that she was talking for him, she was afraid that others would look at her strangely.

"Hermione, we were worried about you, but we didn't get a chance. Harry interjected. "You seem to be in a bad state at Christmas. Harry paused, then said, "But you seem to be much better now." ”

"Hmm. Ron nodded.

Hermione wouldn't tell them that she was happy because she had received the note, even though it contained only a few words and a spell.