"Huh?"

"It seems"

"Harry's first impression of Malfoy seems good?"

Since he had an appointment with Snape and Lucius Malfoy in Diagon Alley and needed to manipulate the werewolf clone to go out, the basilisk clone that Louis placed in the room to hatch eggs naturally shouldered the responsibility of protecting his family.

In the three-headed morph, the prototype of the basilisk clone has exactly three heads, which can be used to monitor Jason, Sophia, and Harry for any anomalies.

Then, the play of the meeting between Harry, the "top student", and the "transfer student" Malfoy, came into Louis's eyes.

At this moment, even Louis had to admit that Malfoy, who was handsome and had blonde hair, was very good-looking, and under the careful tutelage of Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa, he was full of aristocratic demeanor in his gestures, and it was easy to win the favor of others.

Therefore, in addition to Harry, who knew that Malfoy had wizarding talents and was full of curiosity and anticipation, his first impression was good, and the rest of the students in the classroom and the homeroom teacher Charles also had a very good initial impression of him.

After he finished introducing himself, Charles stepped forward and pressed his hand, and after the classroom was quiet again, he pointed to the empty seat on Dudley's left, and Charles smiled:

"Mr. Malfoy, please take a seat next to Dursley, we're going to start class, okay?"

"Yes, Mr. Charles."

Remembering Narcissa's teachings, you should not show contempt for Muggles in front of others.

Malfoy nodded politely, picked up his bag and walked to the empty seat on Dudley's left, took a handkerchief from his trouser pocket and wiped the seat, and then slowly sat down on it.

Because this is an aristocratic school, it is rare for transfer students to come in, just like Harry and Dudley in the first place, Malfoy has received a lot of attention from his classmates.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that the handkerchief that Malfoy had taken out earlier was worth a lot of money, and the daily education he received must have been an aristocratic education, which inevitably caused several girls to whisper and secretly guess about his family background.

Only Dudley, who was sitting next to him, peeked at Malfoy, who was sitting straight, with his peripheral eyes, and muttered with disdain:

"Hmph"

"What's in it?"

Immediately, it wasn't until Charles opened his textbook and began to lecture that everyone's attention shifted from Malfoy's to the blackboard at the front of the classroom.

But during the recess after the first lesson, when Malfoy, with his family's Slytherin social skills, chatted with a few people and quickly made a few superficial brothers, Harry shook his head in disappointment, thinking to himself:

"What do you mean by Louie?"

"Some people only know how to paint the walls with golden paint, and they don't care if the masonry inside is broken or not!"

"When the results of the next math test are announced, everyone will know that this Malfoy is actually a straw bag!"

Thinking about Malfoy's performance in class when he was faced with a simple math problem and could only stare dryly, not knowing how to solve it, Harry quietly withdrew his magic perception and showed no interest in him anymore.

After all

Under the influence of Louis, he has a certain knowledge of mathematics, which in Harry's opinion is the basic operation of a wizard!

I don't know how to solve math problems in elementary school, can I expect him to be a good wizard?

I'm sorry.

Harry didn't believe it.

However, just when Harry's expectations for the "transfer student" Malfoy were disappointed, and there was a bit of loneliness and melancholy in his heart, Malfoy, who still felt good about himself, gradually raised his arrogant tail after making a few superficial brothers, and said with contempt:

"Hmph, as my mother said, these Muggles are so foolish, and all I need to do to gain their friendship is a little candy!"

Secretly said to himself, Malfoy, who was originally born in a pure-blood wizarding family, couldn't help but have a little more contempt for Muggles.

And when the few surface brothers he handed over were tasting the candy he shared, a boy named Jennings suddenly took out a bottle of canned drink, handed it to him with a smile:

"Malfoy, do you want to come to Gulle?"

"Kole?"

Malfoy was slightly stunned and asked, "Is this your favorite drink?" ”

"Uh-huh, that's right."

Many of the children from the noble family were very strict and almost never touched carbonated drinks such as Kole before going to school, Jennings couldn't help but have the idea of playing tricks on Malfoy, winked mischievously, and smiled:

"Malfoy, remember to shake it before drinking, it will taste better!"

"Well, I'll try then!"

Picking up the jar and shaking it vigorously a few times, Malfoy didn't notice that Jennings and the other apparent brothers had quietly moved their feet, and were hiding on the sidelines with a wicked snicker.

A few seconds later.

The moment Malfoy faced Jennings and opened the Koller Ring.

"Poof!"

Strands of viscous liquid suddenly splashed out, and in the blink of an eye, Malfoy was sprayed into a soup chicken, and a little black liquid splashed to the position of Dudley behind him.

Seeing a few more stains on his white shirt, Dudley got up angrily, stepped forward and asked with an angry expression:

"Bastard, look at the good things you've done!"

Meanwhile.

Malfoy, who was teased by others, was also a little embarrassed, and when he saw Dudley coming forward to ask something, he didn't think about it with a fierce look in his eyes, and subconsciously pushed Dudley and shouted:

"Get out of here!"

It's a pity

At this point, Malfoy completely ignored the difference in size between him and Dudley.

Dudley, who was pushed hard by Malfoy, and whose figure was still stronger than his peers, did not move at all, but was completely enraged by Malfoy's behavior.

For a moment, Dudley, blushing, forgot the Dursleys' previous advice, and with a sudden force, he pushed Malfoy to the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to give him a hard lesson.

Malfoy's mood was hopeless and powerless as he lost his balance and fell to the ground, looking up to see Dudley raise his punch-bag-sized fist.

Because

His talent points are not added to the melee side.

In a panic, the only thing Malfoy could do was to cast his eyes for help on his newfound surface brothers, only to find that all the surface brothers, including Jennings, were standing aside and hugging their shoulders, looking like they were waiting for the show to play out.

"Are Muggles so realistic?"

Then, feeling Dudley's weight on his waist, leaving him with no room to resist, Malfoy, unwilling to apologize to the Muggles and beg for mercy, could only cry out hoarsely in his heart:

"No!"

"You can't do that!"

Pity.

No one could hear the call of his heart.

His pupils contracted slightly, and as Dudley's fist dilated in his vision, Malfoy closed his eyes tightly, his mouth full of bitterness waiting for the pain to come.

But a second before Dudley's fist was about to land on Malfoy's neck.

Suddenly!

"Buzz"

With a surge of magic.

A voice of justice suddenly echoed in the classroom!

"Dudley!"

"Let go of that boy!"