Naturally, it couldn't be Harry's voice that stopped Dudley's fist from falling, but the magic power that he manipulated.

In Harry's spiritual world, when Louis completely cleaned up the remnants of Voldemort's soul and built a bridge with silent magic as a nourishment for Harry, the magic in Harry's body grew rapidly.

Otherwise.

Given Harry's previous mana reserves, how could he use his mana perception accurately to secretly follow Malfoy's entire class?

And at the moment when he realized that no matter how hard he tried, he could never drop his fist, and learned something about magic from his mother, Dudley hurriedly got up and resumed his submissive appearance, and said to Harry:

"Harry, it's not my fault"

"I know."

Harry nodded before frowning, "But, Dudley, do you remember what your uncle and aunt told you?" ”

"They said they wouldn't let me fight with my classmates"

"Just remember."

Looking at the stains on Dudley's shirt, Harry asked instead, "Dudley, your shirt is dirty, do you need me to get you a piece of clothing that you can change?" ”

"No, no."

Looking at Malfoy who had fallen to the ground with a disgruntled expression, Dudley pursed his lips and said, "Harry, what about that guy?" ”

"Hmm"

Glancing at the few superficial brothers Malfoy had befriended, Harry hesitated and said after seeing that they still didn't have the slightest intention of helping:

"I'll take care of it."

said.

Harry slowly walked up to Malfoy, stretched out his palm at him, and smiled, "Hey, are you okay?" ”

Having closed his eyes tightly and waiting bitterly for the pain to come, his face did not reflect the pain he had imagined, Malfoy overheard the conversation between Harry and Dudley, and quietly squinted his eyes to pay attention to the changes in the outside world.

Now, seeing the man who had bowed from Dudley's hand to help him extend a friendly palm to him, Malfoy couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and with Harry's help he stood up again, staring at his delicate face in a daze, his face turned purple, but he couldn't say it after all

"Thank you."

Knowing that Malfoy must have been frightened, Harry didn't pay attention to those details, and continued to smile and said, "Your clothes are dirty, I happen to have a set of clothes there that can be changed, I will take you to change?" ”

When Malfoy heard this, he immediately noticed a sticky and uncomfortable feeling coming from his body, nodded subconsciously, and left the classroom under Harry's guidance.

In about a few minutes.

School lavatory.

When Malfoy no longer looked embarrassed and changed into the clean school uniform that Harry had put in the closet, smelling the faint aroma coming from his shirt, Malfoy glanced at Harry awkwardly and stammered:

"Thank you for that."

"You're welcome."

Harry smiled casually, "I'm just curious, why didn't you use magic against Dudley just now, with your wizarding talent?" ”

"Magic?"

Malfoy's eyes widened, and he asked, "You Muggle know wizards?" Do you know magic? ”

"Huh?"

Looking at Malfoy's incredulous look, Harry couldn't help but be confused, "Don't you know that I'm also a wizard?" ”

"Feelings?"

Malfoy was surprised, "How do you feel?" ”

All right.

I almost forgot he was a straw bag

Sighing helplessly, Harry said with a little loss, "Maybe your family didn't teach you these basic things when they saw that you were young." In fact, the way to sense whether someone has magic in their body is very simple. ”

"Simple?"

"How is that possible!"

The talent of a pure-blood wizard cannot be questioned.

Malfoy couldn't have imagined that a child his age in a Muggle world could use magic without a wand.

Immediately, he looked at Harry as if he were looking at some kind of monster, and asked in exclamation, "Are all the students in this school monsters?" ”

"Like that bastard named Dudley just now, he must be a half-blood troll, right?"

"Trolls?"

Harry tilted his head and asked, "What's that?" ”

"You don't know trolls?"

The three views were completely subverted, and the corners of Malfoy's eyes twitched fiercely, and he replied, "That's a well-known fool in the wizarding world with well-developed limbs and a simple mind!" ”

"Sounds a lot like Dudley"

Secretly speaking, Harry turned to a serious face and said in an aggravated tone, "Although Dudley did something a little too much to you, it is true that you are at fault in the first place, so I think you should apologize to him." ”

"Apologize? Hmph, don't think about it! ”

With a cold snort, Malfoy said with a hideous look in his eyes: "Sooner or later, I'm going to have to teach that bastard a hard lesson!" That's right, in the wizard's way! ”

"Whatever you want."

Disgusted by Malfoy's current attitude, Harry frowned invisibly, vaguely heard the bell ringing for class, pushed open the bathroom door and prepared to return to the classroom.

And in terms of observing words and feelings, Malfoy undoubtedly received the true inheritance of his father.

Keenly observing Harry's change in attitude, Malfoy was a little lost for some reason, and then quickened his pace to catch up with Harry in front of him, and asked with a slightly red face:

"Hey, what's your name?"

"Harry."

After measuring his face slightly, Harry said lightly:

"My name is Harry Potter, Mr. Malfoy."

"Harry"

Harry's name was repeated over and over again.

Suddenly.

A mighty breeze blew through Harry's forehead.

Suddenly noticing the scar between Harry's eyebrows, Malfoy's body stiffened directly in place, and while his pupils contracted violently, he suddenly broke out and exclaimed:

"Harry Potter?!"

Stirring emotions tumbled in the heart.

Looking at Harry's departing back, Malfoy never imagined that the boy who had rescued him earlier was the same boy his father often mentioned about that would never die.

The boy who defeated the Dark Lord at a young age and has a good chance of ruling the wizarding world in the future!

"Is this really a normal Muggle school?"

"First the half-blood trolls, then the legendary Harry Potter?"

Suddenly.

Realizing that this seemingly ordinary school can actually be said to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, Malfoy fell into deep self-doubt, and involuntarily figured out the deep meaning of his parents letting him transfer to this school.

The other side.

London.

Leaky Cauldron Bar.

Lupin arrived here before the appointed time, and when Lucius Malfoy, shrouded in black robes, drew his wand and was about to make his way down the Cauldron to Diagon Alley, he suddenly noticed a female wizard wearing a mask and a long emerald green dress quietly following behind him.

Seeing the witch flick her wrist in a subtle way, revealing the mark that belonged to the distillery, Lucius Malfoy suddenly let down his guard and whispered:

"Moon Prism Power, I'm Agave!"

Lucius Malfoy's voice just fell.

From under the ornate and delicate mask, there was a low, gruff voice.

"Hey, Heidler!"

"I Am"

"Belmode!"

Lucius Malfoy: ""

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Did Snapter have a quirk of wearing women's clothes?

It's too late!