"Ah, it seems that I didn't come by chance. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Draco Malfoy stopped at their table with his hands folded, followed by two short, chubby mounds, needless to say - Crabbe and Goyle. "Poor Potter is heartbroken eating the Last Supper at Hogwarts!"

"If you think so," Harry's turquoise eyes sparkled with pleasure under his glasses, "I hope you don't feel too sad when you're disappointed." ”

"What do you mean, Potter?" Draco seemed to sense that something might be going wrong, "You disobeyed Madame Hooch's orders and flew in the sky—"

"That's because you took Neville's Memory Orb!" Ron couldn't help but say.

"Humph!" Goyle and Crabbe looked at him menacingly, knuckles crackling.

"Why, now back on the surface, with your two little friends by your side, your guts are back?" Harry coldly stood in front of Ron.

"I'm always willing to take the time to accompany you, Potter," Draco lowered his voice, "a solitary duel between wizards, with only wands - no contact. If you're okay, see you in the showroom tonight. Still, I doubt it, do you know what a wizard duel is?"

Draco glanced at Harry with contempt, his chin almost hitting the ceiling of the Great Hall, and his turquoise robe with some crystals really looked like a radiant little peacock.

Vio looked at his swaggering appearance and suddenly wanted to laugh.

"Of course he's heard!" Ron pushed Harry forward and stepped over to him, adding to Draco, "I'm his assistant, who is your assistant?"

"Crabbe. Draco said casually, "I hope you'll find your way to the prize showroom without being late, huh." ”

Vio knew they weren't really hurting each other, and he didn't care about it, but Draco then did something too much - he leaned irresponsibly against Vio's bag, and the sudden pressure caused the chocolate frog in the bag to scream a few times, and jump out of the gap in Vio's unclosed bag, and in the blink of an eye, he jumped into the corner of the auditorium.

Vio looked at him angrily, "Draco! that's- that's my breakfast tomorrow!" Merlin knew she must be in a daze, and it was hard to find the auditorium at the meal every morning...... Finally, Mom and Dad sent some candy, and she just put it in her school bag......

"What? Oh, Virgo Santeriel, you're here—you're at the Gryffindor table. Looks like you're going to be a pure-blood scum, like Weasley. Draco quickly grabbed the last slow-moving chocolate frog and shoved it back into his bag, which bulged from side to side in a loud protest.

He was a little flustered, and had to use understatement, insulting words to disguise his unnaturalness.

However, Ron and Harry, who were next to them, stood up angrily.

"Shut up! Malfoy!" Vio grabbed Ron and Harry, who were about to rush up, and turned to whisper to the two of them, "The professors are watching-"

"Malfoy?" Draco repeated softly.