"Malfoy?" Benjamin repeated the name, perhaps, this was a noble young master like him?

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Walking slowly down the stairs, Benjamin saw a thin, somewhat weak pale teenager.

Benjamin really wanted to ask young Malfoy if his parents didn't give him food, otherwise why did he look so thin!

Having said that, apart from his bloodless face, Malfoy is a very cute teenager, and his appearance will definitely be a heartthrob when he grows up, according to Benjamin.

Like a certain cardinal, how to say that, conquer his followers with beauty.

When Draco Malfoy was a child, he visited Ludwig Manor in Germany once, of course.

Seeing that Xiao Douding, who was once as tall as him (of course, they are still Douding now), has grown taller than himself, and most importantly, he doesn't look as stupid as rumored.

Draco was unhappy for a moment.

Mrs. Ludwig, seeing that the two teenagers did not greet them eagerly, introduced Benjamin on the fly.

"This is Draco, a young Malfoy, you see him, he looks like Lucius! Mrs. Ludwig also took the opportunity to touch Draco's hand.

All this was seen by Benjamin, and it seemed that his mother was really a woman who was still young.

However, in the face of a somewhat proud Draco, Benjamin didn't have the heart to deal with him. If you count his real age, Draco can call him Daddy.

So Benjamin took on the demeanor of an aristocratic person, quietly squeezed his mother away, and then took Draco's cold little hand.

"Hello Draco, my name is Benjamin. Very rhyming self-introduction, Benjamin was a little smug.

Draco, who had never liked physical contact with strangers, tried to withdraw his hand, only to find that he couldn't break free. He glared angrily at Benjamin.

Then when he met Benjamin's gaze, Draco flinched.

There was a bottomless darkness in Benjamin's clear eyes, and Draco thought it was his delusion, but he was still afraid.

I could only say, "You call me Malfoy." Apparently, young Malfoy didn't think Benjamin knew him well enough to be called "Draco".

Not realizing that his eyes had startled Draco, Benjamin smiled and let go of Draco's hand, then said.

"No problem, Draco. ”

“......”

"Oh, this is a young man with love. Draco, come over here, I just made a dessert, you're going to love it. As if she hadn't seen the two of them interacting, Mrs. Ludwig pulled Draco to the table.

Benjamin was bored with Draco, his mind was all on the dead rat in the room, pus, I should say.

He didn't expect that a simple toxin spell would have such a strong effect, was it because of this body?

By the time Benjamin came to his senses, he had already appeared in Diagon Alley.

How did he get here?

It wouldn't be a Floo fan anyway, otherwise Benjamin would have been looking for trash cans all over the world to vomit.

Diagon Alley, a magical place where you can buy all kinds of novelties, such as magic wands and pets.

Everything made Benjamin happy, and it was the first time he had been out of the house since he had crossed over. Smelling the fluctuations of magic in the air, he was in a happy mood.

Except, Draco, who had a cold face in front of him.

"Mom, why did he come with us?" After Benjamin broke through the psychological barrier, he called a female mother of his own age, and there was no discomfort at all.

Mrs. Ludwig didn't seem to like Benjamin's impolite shouting, "Lucius and your father have important matters to discuss, so I'll take Draco with me to buy something." You don't know that you're going to be classmates for seven years, right?"

Benjamin feigned ignorance and asked, "What if he and I don't get into the same house?"

Sure enough, Benjamin heard Draco snort coldly, and it was really a pleasure to tease the young boy.

Mrs. Ludwig looked at Benjamin in astonishment, as if he had said something very rebellious, such as calling the man by his first name.

"Honey, are you burned? You and Draco will go to Slytherin, but only to Slytherin. Don't make such low-level jokes. ”

"Mother, what is Slytherin?" asked a witch as she passed by them, taking her mother's hand.

The young witch walked away before she whispered, "Slytherin is a great school of magic, and of course, Gryffindor is not bad. ”

Benjamin apparently didn't want to hear his mother's preaching, so he turned his head to look at Draco.

Draco accidentally caught Benjamin's eyes again, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Merlin's socks, what's wrong with me!" Draco thought in a broken heart, scared of a peer's eyes. If his father had known, he would have been kicked out of Malfoy Manor.

"This is it, let's take Draco to make a robe. I've always wondered if this shop was owned by a relative of Dumbledore. "Madame Ludwig took Benjamin and Draco to Madame Morkin's robe shop.

While Draco was taking measurements, Benjamin looked boredly at the street.

And then he saw something! A living giant! God, a giant!

Giants have always been a symbol of evil in Benjamin's time, and like necromancers like him, they are to be burned at the stake.

It's just that giants are dumber, they have very little magic, and of course they are good at hand-to-hand combat.

If it weren't for the giant's sparse population and thick skin, Benjamin would have wanted to use the giant's corpse for experiments.

You might even summon an ancient demon!

"Is it true that wizards are not afraid of giants now?" thought Benjamin, curiously, as he saw a thin boy beside the giant.

The boy wore a pair of black round glasses, he was short and small, and it was so funny for the two to walk together!

Hagrid pointed to Madame Morkin's robes shop and said to Harry, "Let's go buy you a uniform first! If you don't mind, I'd like to go to the Leaky Cauldron for a refreshing drink! Gringotts' little cart is so hateful!"

Then Harry walked into Lady Morkin's robes shop alone.

Benjamin stopped him, there was something magical about the boy that attracted him.

Perhaps, it was his breakthrough in the study of necromancy?

"Oh, are you a wizard too?" said Benjamin to Harry like a ruffian.

Frightened by expectations, Harry took a step back, and just as Benjamin thought he was going to draw his wand, the boy said, "I am, can you give in?"

Was he about to cry? Benjamin actually got a bad taste, and he found that he now liked to tease these teenagers.