Seeing the three Slytherins walk in, Harry and Ron frowned and stopped what they were doing.

"You're not welcome here! Malfoy. Ron stood up, like a fly, trying to get Draco out.

"Oh? When did Hogwarts Scarlet Train become your thing? Draco now looks more mature and stable, and after a year of study, he has successfully eliminated the impetuous aura in his body, and quickly transformed into a more qualified pure-blood noble heir.

"I'm here to have a few words with Mr. White!" Draco said unhurriedly, looking at Charlotte leaning against the window.

"Mr. Malfoy......" Charlotte retracted her gaze out the window, glancing at the platinum boy in front of her.

"Draco, you can call me Draco! I see you as my idol! Malfoy stepped forward, his expression full of adoration.

Charlotte thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, Draco, you can call me Charlotte too." Do you have anything to do with me? ”

"That's right, Charlotte." Draco was overjoyed and said, "I admire your prowess so much, and my father has praised you many times in his letters. So, I hope to invite you to Malfoy Manor during the summer holidays! ”

"That's it!" Charlotte pondered for a moment, then nodded in Draco's somewhat nervous gaze, "Okay." I'd love to visit the Malfoy family, which has been around for thousands of years! You can write to me with an owl if you have an approximate time, and my home is on the hill in the village of St. Kachpol, called the White House. ”

"Okay, I see!" Draco nodded excitedly, indicating that he had made a note of it, "Then I won't disturb your rest, we'll see you on vacation!" ”

With his two henchmen with him, Malfoy left the carriage satisfied.

As the door closed, Harry and Ron looked at Charlotte in disbelief. Harry Potter, in particular, looked at Charlotte like a traitor.

"Charlotte, how can you? It was Malfoy, a core member of the Death Eaters. How can you deal with him? Harry yelled at Charlotte.

"Why not? Truth be told, while his parents were former Death Eaters, Draco wasn't. He has a lot of good qualities that I deserve to befriend. Charlotte pressed her hand and motioned for Harry to sit down, "Besides, the Dark Lord is dead. What else do you think those Death Eaters can do? ”

Harry Potter sat down in the chair in a huff, although there was nothing wrong with what Charlotte said, he still had a hard time accepting it, and always felt betrayed by his friend.

Ron looked at Charlotte with some complications, the classmate who was not much different from his own strength a year ago has now grown to such an extent that even Malfoy, a nobleman among pure-blood nobles, has to invite him as a guest.

Although Weasley is known as the "disgrace of pureblood", their family is also a pure-blood, so they naturally understand the Malfoy family's style. They did not discriminate against civilians and Muggles, but they did not rush to approach them. If the other party is not strong enough to a certain extent, he will definitely not invite Charlotte so formally.

It seems that I really have to work hard. Look at the fact that others are already able to fight the Dark Lord at the age of 12 and play a role in Dumbledore's battle with Voldemort.

And what about yourself? Although he worked very hard to practice his magic in private, he was only at the level of ordinary second and third grades. Not even a little wizard. The difference between these is simply worlds apart.

I really should go back and find the books at home to see if there is a way to quickly improve my strength.

Ron, who was in a state of flux, comforted his friend and said, "Harry, everyone has their own choices, and we can't interfere. And, I'm sure, Charlotte herself will take care of it! ”

The little witch who put down the book let out a sigh of relief, between her boyfriend and her friends, he would definitely choose to support her boyfriend unconditionally. But if the relationship between the two parties is tense because of this matter, she will also have a headache and sadness.

Harry had finally found a staircase, and the look of anger on his face faded. He also knows that everyone has their own ideas, and no one else has the right to interfere.

He questioned loudly just now, and he was also jealous. He had the aura of a savior, but he couldn't do any damage to the Dark Lord at all. As Voldemort told him, all his achievements were based on his mother's sacrifice, and without that, he was useless.

Originally, Harry Potter was still proud of his bloodline talent, but after a year, he can't be said to be unpopular, but he is not a very outstanding existence. Many students who were not talented at the beginning have caught up, and their advantages are decreasing day by day. He couldn't understand why he couldn't be the best despite trying so hard.

Charlotte, in particular, who usually doesn't see any extraordinary talent or peculiarities other than reading books and books, has become a first-year, no, he has become the leader of the entire Hogwarts students.

What is wrong with me?

Although Harry was talking and laughing as much as he had just now, the empty hands under the table were clenched tightly, showing the bitterness and unwillingness in his heart.

No one knew, not even he was aware of it, and in the scar on his forehead, a sporadic trace of dark green light was slowly seeping out, entering his brain, and quietly merging into his soul.

The scarlet train sped along the tracks, and Charlotte pointed to Hermione's questions while chatting with two other friends.

The relaxing train time was soon over, and the train had arrived. All the parents of the students came to pick them up.

Even Harry's Uncle Vernon drove his car to the station. He took Harry's salute rudely and tossed it in the trunk. Harry didn't even know to say goodbye to his friend, and was shoved into the car by his own uncle.

Dursley quickly started the car and hurried out of the place that bored him - he hated wizards!

"This is Charlotte, this is Hermione. We are very good friends! "Ron is introducing his mother to classmates.

"Oh, hello, sweetheart!" Molly Weasley smiled and hugged Hermione, then looked at the other boy, "You're Charlotte!" Ron often mentions your name in his letters. You're amazing, I've wanted to get to know you for a long time! ”

Charlotte looked at Mrs. Weasley, who was no different from the coldness she had when they first met, and grinned, "Hello, Mrs. Weasley. It's nice to meet you, Ron once said you're the best mother in the world. ”

"Really? Mommy's little Ronnie, I love you so much! Molly Weasley put her arm around Ron, "Ron said, you also have a property in the village of San Cachpol, remember to come to our house during the holidays!" ”

"Of course, I'll go when I have time!" Charlotte casually agreed to Mrs. Weasley's invitation.

After a few more conversations, Mrs. Weasley left with her child.

Charlotte hugged Hermione and watched her and the Granger couple leave, as she walked towards her godfather in the distance.

Unlike the students' vacations, the Dark Lord's death has only just begun.