"It's hard to believe, Weasley, that you can be a prefect. Draco Malfoy looked at Ron with a smirk, "Isn't there someone more capable of Gryffindor, like the Potter who almost lost his life?"

Pansy Parkinson sneered, "Draco, Gryffindor is taller than the shorter, and Weasley is taller than Potter, isn't he?"

"Ah, you're right. "It's a good idea to be an awesome big guy if you can't lead by example in your studies and behavior, like that big guy Hagrid, I remember from Gryffindor." ”

"How dare you say that—you're going to have to pay for it!" Ron pulled out his wand, only to be stopped by Lavender, who was beside him.

"If you want to settle your grievances, you might as well go to the school, it's not a good idea to do it in the prefect's car. Silver began, "If you have a lot of energy, I think you should go to the train to keep order." ”

"That's what I thought, Silver. Malfoy glanced at Ron disdainfully. "Since the Gryffindor prefects are so impulsive, I'd be happy to teach the Gryffindors something on behalf of Slytherin, Pansy, come with me, and we'll see the Gryffindors' carriages. ”

"Malfoy, be careful in moderation. Silver said lazily, "Ron Weasley can also go to Slytherin trouble, I don't want to cause an accident before I get to school." Padma, follow me. He beckoned to his companion. The new Ravenclaw female prefect, Padma Patil.

As he spoke, Silver turned to look at the two Hufflepuff prefects, Ernie McMillan and Hannah Abbott, who had been silent. "Let's come together, the prefects of the four academies must jointly enforce the law. ”

Patrolling the carriage is not an easy task, a group of lawless underage wizards can always cause all kinds of trouble, coupled with all kinds of noises and strange pets of the wizards, so that Silver has the feeling of being a green car hard-seat car in his previous life.

Ron and Malfoy were fixing the second- and third-year students of each other's houses as if they were finding fault, but thanks to everyone's efforts. They finally didn't fight in front of everyone.

As the prefects passed by Harry Potter's carriage, the atmosphere became a little eerie.

"Oh, let's see who this is? Isn't this Harry Potter? Defeat the Dark Lord's great hero. Malfoy raised his voice and scoffed. "I thought I'd be able to see this great man in the prefect's car—but apparently, he's not even as good as the red-haired Mr. Weasley next to me. ”

"You'd better be careful with what you do, Malfoy!" Ron said through gritted teeth.

"Yes, I'm not a prefect. But so what. Malfoy. Harry said defiantly.

"Be polite, Potter, or I'll keep you in lockdown. Malfoy procrastinated, his slick blonde hair and pointed chin identical to his father's, "You see, I'm different from you, I'm a superior, that is to say." I am different from you, I have the right to punish others. ”

"Yes. Harry said, "But you, unlike me, are a rice bucket, so please go away and don't bother me." ”

"With your words, I can keep you in confinement, Potter. "But I don't care about you in general, and it's not good, it's not good, it's not good." ”

"I'll be back in this carriage in a moment, Malfoy. Ron said.

"Even with you, there are only two people in this carriage, and we have several full carriages in Slytherin, so why don't I let them sit here and not let Potter waste so many seats?" Malfoy said procrastinatingly. "Maybe Longbottom, he's been looking for his lost toad all over the train, and he hasn't found a seat yet." ”

"It's none of your business, Malfoy. Harry replied coldly.

"You haven't told me yet, Potter, how does it feel to be defeated at the hands of your henchman Weasley?"

"Shut up, Malfoy. Ron snapped.

"Looks like I've got a sore spot. Malfoy smirked and said, "Well, Potter, you'll have to be more disciplined, for I'll follow you like a hound, and see if you dare to get off the rails." ”

"Get out!" Harry said, standing up. "Get me out, all of you. ”

"Okay, well, we do have to give the Savior some small privileges, Silver, aren't you going to say something?" Malfoy turned to Silver, who had not said a word.

"I think it's enough for you to speak alone. Silver ignored Malfoy, "Padma, let's go, Hermione and your sister are probably in a hurry, anyway, it's almost time to patrol the carriage, and the rest will be left to them." With that, the two walked out of the carriage directly.

Malfoy turned his head a little disappointed: "Well, it seems that Silver doesn't like to bother with you, anyway, when we get to school, we have time to get along, Potter." ”

Malfoy chuckled, gave Harry one last sinister glare, and turned away, Ernie McMillan and Hannah Abbott giving Harry a helpless look before they followed. Ron slammed the door shut, turning his face to look at Harry.

"You can go too, Ron. Harry held his head in pain, "I want to be still." ”

"Harry!"

"Please, prefect!" Harry said with some anger.

The comforting words in Ron's throat were swallowed back by him, "Okay, we'll see you later." ”

Harry sat there alone, his forehead pressed against the window, wanting to see Hogwarts from afar, but it was a moonless night, and the rain-soaked windows were dirty.

Eventually, the train slowed down, and Harry heard a commotion all around again, as everyone was busy gathering their luggage and pets to get off the train. Harry shuffled out of the box with heavy footsteps, merging into the aisle, feeling the stinging of the night air on his face for the first time. The crowd slowly moved towards the door, and Harry could smell the scent of the pine trees that lined the path leading to the lake. He got off the train and came to the platform, looked around, and pricked up his ears to find the familiar voice: "First-year students coming here??first-year freshmen??"

But he didn't hear it. Instead, a completely unfamiliar voice, a crisp female voice, was shouting, "First graders, please line up here! All first-graders come with me!"

A lantern staggered towards Harry, and in its light he saw Professor Graplan's protruding chin and meticulously trimmed hair, the witch who had taken Hagrid's place for a period of time in a lesson on the protection of magical creatures when Hagrid's identity as a half-blood giant was revealed.

"Is Hagrid gone?" Harry muttered to himself. (To be continued......)