Egg looked at Malfoy, who had been brainstormed by his words, and grinned, "Draco, your father was a Death Eater, you know?" ”

Malfoy jerked, looking at Egger with some horror, not knowing what he meant.

"The Death Eaters... Voldemort's followers, worshippers, in their values, favor pure-bloods, Voldemort supremacy. Egg whispered, "But your father is scared now, he is afraid that Voldemort will return one day, do you know why?" ”

Looking at Malfoy's trembling appearance, Egg shook his head helplessly: "Don't think so much, that's why I hate you Slytherin people, you always think about it in a simple sentence." ”

Malfoy slowly calmed down, and Egg looked at him and continued, "Because of your mother Narcissa, because of you Draco, nothing is more important to him than family, and this is also his honor. ”

"Although I don't really agree with his way of protecting himself, I have to say... For the weak, your father has done everything he can to keep you and your mother safe, don't you want to protect your parents? Iger smiled.

Malfoy nodded quickly.

"Look," Egg looked at Malfoy with a smile, "isn't that the glory?" ”

A few minutes later, Malfoy left in a daze, and it seemed that Egger's words had caused him a big shock.

Walking all the way around the campus, Malfoy wandered alone, and the deep-rooted pure-blood theory in his mind gradually blurred at some point.

Not far away, a little boy with a freckled face was happily photographing Hogwarts castle with his camera, Malfoy looked at the boy stunned, frowned hesitantly, and then stopped him.

"Hey... That—" Malfoy opened his mouth a little embarrassed, "Creevey? ”

Colin was patting the castle in the afternoon sun, and when he turned his head to see Malfoy's figure in sight, Colin couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

Slytherin and Gryffindor are against each other This is the consensus in the school, and among the most unfriendly people to Gryffindor, Malfoy is one of them, and Colin's nervousness lies in the fact that he is a Muggle child, and the other party is a pure-blood supporter, and there is no one around, Colin doesn't know what the other party, a sophomore, will do to himself as a first-year...

"What's the matter?" Colin looked at Malfoy with some timidity.

"What's that in your hand?" Malfoy raised an eyebrow: "Muggle cameras? ”

"Uh... Yes...", Colin said dryly, "I'm going to take some pictures of the castle and give them to Egger as a Christmas present..."

Malfoy looked at the camera in Colin's hand, glanced around, and then lowered his head slightly and whispered, "How do you use that thing?" ”

"What?" Colin looked at Malfoy a little dazedly, and then reacted to Malfoy's words, and immediately happily stepped forward to tell Malfoy how to use the camera, Malfoy subconsciously wrinkled his nose and wanted to hide away in disgust, and then he couldn't help but think of Astoria and Egger's words, and stood quietly in place and looked at the boy in front of him to tell him how to use the camera.

The boy did not have the smell of mudblood, only the smell of clean and fragrant soaphorn, and the fragrance of flowers near the Forbidden Forest, and it seemed that the boy had just returned from the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

It smells better than Crabbe and Goyle's two fools... Malfoy thought to himself.

"Would you like to try it?" Colin said excitedly, "Pictures taken under normal conditions won't move without the Manifestation Potion. ”

Malfoy was stunned by the results of the camera, and then was stunned: "What should I do?" ”

"Look closer, then press the shutter." Colin said.

Malfoy looked closer, hesitantly, and the castle in the distance appeared in front of him from the small compartment of the camera, and Malfoy pressed the shutter lightly.

With a 'boom', a flash of white light flashed, and the appearance of the castle froze in front of you.

"Will there be a photo?" Malfoy looked at the camera in his hand with some surprise.

"It's going to be engraved on the film inside, and then you can send it to the printing agency to help wash the photos, and I know there's a photo washing place in Diagon Alley, and they've contracted to do the photo washing for several newspapers, and it's a very friendly French Muggle couple, and it's said that their son graduated from Beauxbatons two years ago, and he brought them to England to settle down and open the printing agency..."Colin gushed on and on, and Malfoy listened to him with some curiosity.

A few minutes later, saying goodbye to Colin, Malfoy continued to wander absent-mindedly, he suddenly didn't want to go to Crabbe and Goyle, and it didn't make any sense to stay with those two big fools...

At the edge of the Forbidden Forest, next to the pumpkin patch of Hagrid's hut, Buckbeak was digging a rat hole with his paws outstretched, and watched Malfoy come from afar, and Buckbeak muttered in his throat as he said hello.

"Hey, big guy!" Malfoy touched Buckbeak's feathers, because he had had had a few private contacts before, Malfoy and Buckbeak were already familiar with each other, and they didn't have to bow every time they saw him.

A gurgling sound came from Buckbeak's stomach, Buckbeak grunted unhappily, and Malfoy frowned slightly: "Are you hungry?" ”

He then looked around, but couldn't find anything to feed Buckbeak, so Malfoy tapped on the door of Hagrid's hut.

"Who? Egger? The door opened, and Hagrid's tall figure appeared in front of Malfoy, who took two steps back in some panic, trying to say something but saying nothing.

Hagrid rubbed his eyes sleepily: "I'm sorry, I went to the Forbidden Forest last night to patrol and slept a little late......"

Hagrid then looked at the blonde boy in front of him and was stunned: "Are you the one from the Malfoy family?" ”

"Draco—" Malfoy muttered a little hurriedly, "Draco Malfoy..."

"Oh, yes, what's the matter?" Hagrid looked at Malfoy with some confusion.

"Buckbeak... Looks like I'm hungry," Malfoy said dryly.

"Oh, that stinky boy," Hagrid muttered, and then pulled out a large bundle of bloody beef from the house, causing Malfoy to take two steps back in panic.

"Ever since Egger bought fine beef for him two days in the last two years, that stupid guy's mouth has been raised..."Hagrid said angrily: "Refined beef! Egger is really willing to spend money! ”

With that, Hagrid walked out of the house and threw the beef in front of Buckbeak, who let out a low moan in his throat and sounded happy, and then lowered his head and tore into it.

Malfoy looked at Buckbeak and smiled, and Hagrid gave Malfoy a strange look: "It's strange that the Malfoy family children are here..."

Malfoy looked at Hagrid's bloody hand and swallowed, and stepped back in some horror: "You're a half-blood giant?" ”

"Oh... That's right—" Hagrid said unnaturally.

Malfoy suddenly didn't know what to say, but then thought for a moment and said, "I've heard that giants are highly resistant to spells. ”

"That's natural, the giant's skin is rough and thick." Hagrid was a little surprised, and he thought Malfoy would be sarcastic: "But I don't recommend you to observe the giants up close, in fact they are dangerous, most of them are very hot-tempered, they like to fight, and God, they are killing each other almost extinct..."

"Is that so?" Malfoy was stunned, he didn't know much about this kind of thing.

"Of course, but a half-blood giant like me is much better, except for his larger physique, it's not much different from a human..."Hagrid said, his tone full of emphasis...

On the side, Buckbeak tore off a piece of beef and swallowed it in two bites.

Hagrid turned his head to look at Malfoy, "I'm glad you like it, it looks like you're getting along pretty well?" ”

"Huh? Oh—" Malfoy nodded.

"Do you want to come into the house and sit? I'm going to make some afternoon tea..."Hagrid gently wiped his bloody hand from his apron.

"Oh... Ok, thanks..."