The two of them made their way to the lobby on the first floor and walked to the long table that belonged to Slytherin, there were not many people at the table at this time, and they were probably all in a hurry to go to class.

"Looks like we're going to have to hurry." Ning An sat down on the chair, picked up a slice of toast and said.

"Lani...... Hey, don't you eat it (then you don't eat it quickly)" Daphne had already stuffed a piece of bacon sandwich into her mouth, and Ning An was dumbfounded by the speed at which it seemed that she really didn't want to be late.

Ning An didn't want to delay any longer, so he hurriedly drank a few sips of milk and rushed to the classroom with Daphne, their first class today was a Charms class.

Hogwarts exchanged stairs for two people, and finally came to the corridor on the left side of the fourth floor, and entered the classroom of Charms class, and the two of them were already late.

"Ah, you're late." The little Professor Flitwick was standing on top of a stack of books, a pamphlet in his hand, and looked like he was taking a roll call.

Ning An and Daphne hurriedly found a seat and hurriedly sat down.

"I don't think I see Malfoy?" Daphne said, looking around.

"Well, who knows......" Ning An said nonchalantly, he really didn't expect to have a conflict with Malfoy on the first day of school, he didn't actually understand why Malfoy would play a prank on him at first.

But on the way to the classroom, he slowly guessed it. Perhaps his eastern face was causing trouble, and it is believed that none of the twenty-eight pure-blood families were black-haired, yellow-skinned, so it seems that Malfoy considered him a half-blood or a "mudblood......

Ning An shook his head a little helplessly, in fact, his original idea was to try not to conflict with others if he could not conflict with others, low-key is the best, but he took the initiative to find trouble.

But fortunately, after this time, I believe that Malfoy may not dare to provoke him again for a while, so it can be regarded as a crooked fight and solved a lot of trouble in advance.

After thinking for a moment, Ning An shook his head and cleared these boring thoughts out of his brain, Professor Flitwick's magic class was very interesting, and he explained clearly many things that he didn't know much about when he was reading the book by himself, and Ning An immediately listened attentively.

Time passed like this, and Ning An spent the day with Daphne in class, class, and dinner, but nothing else happened, and at dinner, the two met Malfoy at the table, as well as his two attendants, Crabbe and Goyle.

When Ning An sat down at the table, Daphne couldn't help but laugh as she watched Malfoy's face slowly turn red, white, and then blue like a chameleon.

Malfoy was sipping a small bowl of tomato soup stiffly, and after hearing Daphne's laughter, he subconsciously raised his head, his gaze met Ning An, and the next second his body seemed to become more stiff.

Daphne smiled even more happily, and she even took out her wand and tapped it at Goyle beside Malfoy, which startled Goyle and jumped up from his chair, causing everyone around her to look sideways.

"Alright, Daphne...... "Ning An didn't have much time to fight Malfoy every day, so he didn't want to push too much, he gently raised his hand and stopped Daphne, who was holding his wand and preparing to scare Malfoy.

"Cut ......" Daphne pouted, reluctantly putting away her wand and sticking out her tongue at the Malfoys.

Malfoy looked at Ning An in some surprise, as if he didn't understand why he stopped Daphne, when he saw Ning An just now, he couldn't help but feel a sense of humiliation in his heart, and he couldn't help but take out his wand and give Ning An a little bit of power, but this morning's memories suddenly flooded into his mind, Malfoy felt that he was about to suffocate again, and the sense of fear took over again, this kind of anger and humiliation mixed with fear made Malfoy very painful.

He stood up, he didn't even want to eat, so he was about to leave the lobby, but as soon as he got up, he saw Ning An also stand up and slowly walked towards him.

Ning An looked at Malfoy, who had an ugly face in front of him and seemed to dare not leave if he wanted to leave, and sighed softly. In his opinion, the reason why Malfoy has developed such an arrogant, insidious and despicable character is nothing more than being deeply influenced by his father Lucius, plus Narcissa? Malfoy's doting, Draco was what he is now.

Removing the influence of the family environment, Malfoy is essentially just a naughty and cowardly, bullying the weak and afraid of the hard, he lived to be in his twenties in his previous life, and he never thought about competing with a ten-year-old child every day in his life.

The lesson had been nothing more than an overreaction after something he hadn't expected, and if he hadn't taught Malfoy a lesson, he probably wouldn't have been able to get along in Slytherin, just think of Archibald snickering at him in his dorm room in the morning.

If he doesn't fight back, I'm afraid there will be more and more pranks against him.

Ning An glanced at Crabbe, who was sitting next to him, waved his hand, signaled him to get out of the way, and then sat on Crabbe's seat. He looked at Malfoy, smiled, and said, "If you don't mind, how about having a meal together?" Draco? ”

Malfoy didn't know what Ning An wanted to do to him again, he looked very uneasy, the expression on his face looked obvious that he didn't want to sit down anymore, but for some reason, he didn't dare to leave like this.

Malfoy kept shouting in his heart, "Go, what are you afraid of, he doesn't dare to do anything to me, my dad will let him be expelled from Hogwarts, right...... He didn't dare to do anything to me. Yet no matter how much he cheered himself up, Malfoy's legs felt as heavy as lead.

After a long silence, he finally sat down on the stool, stiffly picked up his spoon, and slowly drank the tomato soup in small sips.

Ning An casually picked up a piece of chocolate muffin, broke half of it, handed it to Crabbe who was standing next to him, and said, "It looks like you haven't eaten enough, don't worry about me, I'm just here to chat, you just continue to eat." ”

The latter had a ghostly expression on his face, as if he didn't understand what Ning An was doing at all.

At this time, Ning An saw that Daphne, who was sitting opposite, seemed to have finished eating, and just waited for Ning An, Ning An beckoned and shouted, "Hey, Daphne, I'm here to talk to Draco for a while, don't wait for me." ”

Daphne's eyes were curled into crescent moon with a smile, and she said slyly, "Oh, it's okay, I need to have some dessert, you can talk slowly." ”

Seeing her smiling sly, Ning An didn't pay attention to it anymore, he broke off a small piece of muffin and stuffed it into his mouth, and said to Malfoy next to him, "Dinner tastes good, isn't it?" Draco. ”

Malfoy stiffly drank the soup in small sips, but his tense body was slightly relaxed just now, obviously Ning An's slightly flat opening eased his nervousness, Malfoy lowered his head and replied "Hmm......"

Ning An broke another piece of muffin cake and continued: "About this morning's ......" Speaking of this, he obviously felt Malfoy's body tighten, probably thinking that he had to continue to settle accounts.

Ning An smiled and said slowly: "You played a prank on me before, and I also punished you, so it seems that the two of us have cleared up......"

Malfoy put down the spoon and looked up at Ning An in some surprise, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about.

"Well, Malfoy, there are so many people in Slytherin, why did you choose to play tricks on me?" Ning An asked with a smile.

"Because...... You're a ...... Because, you look ......" Malfoy muttered a few words in a low voice, and then suddenly looked at Ning An as if he was awake, and after making sure that Ning An did not exude any hostility, he whispered: "By ...... Why tell you. ”

"Because you think I'm a mudblood, don't you?" Ning An continued as if he didn't care about Malfoy's attitude at all.

"Ah......h

"You...... You actually ......" Malfoy pointed at Ning An with a completely disbelieving expression, he didn't understand how someone could call himself a mudblood, what was this person thinking? Malfoy was confused.

"Hey...... Don't get excited, sit down first, sit down first......" Seeing that someone next to him was looking this way, Ning An beckoned Crabbe and Goyle to sit down first, and then whispered to Malfoy

"Surprised? Draco? It seems to you that I'm definitely humiliating myself, isn't it? ”

"It's not a ...... Because you were ......" After being stunned, as if feeling some kind of inexplicable pleasure, Malfoy lowered his head and muttered quietly.

"Look up, Draco!" Ning An suddenly raised his voice, the smile on his face disappeared, and he looked at Malfoy coldly and said, "Are you very proud of your own bloodline?" Draco? Malfoy? ”

Malfoy was stunned by Ning An's sudden change in attitude, he raised his head and looked at Ning An in a daze.

"Stupid!" Ning An suddenly leaned his face closer to Malfoy and said loudly to him, "Look at you!" Malfoy! Look how stupid you are! ”

Both Crabbe and Goyle froze, looking at Ning An, who suddenly became excited, neither of them understood what was going on, Ning An continued to shout at Malfoy, "What special powers do you think your pure bloodline has brought you?" Uh-huh? Is that so, Draco? ”

Ning An stroked the blonde hair in front of Malfoy's forehead, and shouted a little presumptuously, "Idiot! You're a wizard! The only way you can gain respect is to learn more! Learn more about the magic of the esoteric world! More powerful magic! Instead of shouting about his pure-blood status every day, Draco. ”

Malfoy seemed a little confused, he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

"Take a good look here, Draco, this is the wizard's world." Ning An slowly moved his face away from Malfoy, sat back down next to him, regained his calm tone, and said softly

"I think there may be a lot more to learn, but the first thing I think is to distinguish between friend and foe, what is the criterion to determine who is your enemy and who is your friend? Draco? With that, Ning An slowly stood up from his seat, looking like he was about to leave, and he finally looked back at Malfoy, who was staring at him with wide eyes, and said word by word

"This standard shouldn't be the purity of the bloodline, right?" After saying that, Ning An greeted Daphne, who had been waiting for a long time, and left the Slytherin table together.

Malfoy sat down in his chair in a daze, what had happened that day was too unusual for him, he had never been taught such a lesson since he was a child, he rubbed his blonde hair and muttered in a low voice, "No matter what the standard...... Friends won't be you anyway......"