In Harry's nervous, expectant, faint and somewhat resistant thoughts, the big guy at his feet groaned slowly, and then lazily crouched in front of the platform.

The train came to a halt and the carriage door was opened from the outside.

Unexpectedly, it was Master Malfoy, who had kept a low profile since Harry was sprayed by Snape to the hospital.

When Crabbe and Goyle were stuck in the doorway, Harry and the others stood up, and Ron and Neville subconsciously stood in front of Harry.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not here to find trouble." As he spoke, Malfoy's arms lifted slightly, revealing empty palms.

Whether it's in the wizarding world or the Muggle world, showing that you don't have a weapon is a sign of kindness.

"I'm just here to say goodbye to my classmates and see you at the start of school, Mr. Potter, Miss Granger." Malfoy had a gentle, familiar smile on his face, and with each name he spoke, he looked at him.

As his gaze shifted to Ron, the boy tensed his right arm, the wand he had traded for unicorn fur firmly in his palm.

In fact, Malfoy almost gave him a shot as soon as he entered the door, but fortunately he didn't remember which spell to use for a while, so that his knee-jerk reaction didn't cause a mess.

Of course, this is also because Malfoy sent Harry to the hospital last time, which made Ron's impression of the golden retriever in front of him change a little, and he felt a little guilty that he had misunderstood Malfoy and started beating him.

But even so, if Malfoy insulted himself, he would still beat the Angsa boy out of the air.

"Well, and Mr. Weasley and Mr. Longbottom, then I will leave it at that, and I wish you a happy holiday." Malfoy politely greeted everyone, took a step back, and then turned to leave with his two companions.

But who knows......

"Ahh

Malfoy let out a brief exclamation, and angrily pressed his shoulder against Goyle, which freed him and Crabbe.

The two of them had been stuck in the doorway, and Malfoy was really startled when he turned around and hit him head-on.

After figuring out the situation, there is a feeling of filling a cup for 100 points, and stepping on after loading.

Brother, I behaved so perfectly just now, and before leaving, you two messed up all the images just now.

"Poof~"

After hearing Hermione's chuckle, Malfoy blushed even more, pushing the two big guys to leave.

"Hahahaha~~~~~~"

Ron was a little confused by Malfoy, and only then did he react and couldn't stop laughing.

Maybe the incident itself wasn't that funny, but Malfoy's speech and demeanor after entering the door made him feel a little choked, and when he found an opportunity, he naturally laughed mercilessly.

Now Malfoy didn't want to leave, he had to ask the red-haired boy, are you polite?

Seeing Malfoy turn around and stare at him, Ron's heart suddenly felt a little weak, and the unbridled laughter stopped abruptly, because he stopped too quickly, and coughed continuously, Neville next to him saw this and hurriedly patted his junior.

"Bang, bang, bang."

Listening to the low, striking sound, Malfoy suddenly became less angry.

Ron coughed as he waved his hand with his back to Neville, please don't hammer it, it's gone.

If it weren't for Neville's uprightness, Ron would have thought he was a killer sent by Fred and George.

After Neville stopped, Ron quickly picked up half a cup of pumpkin juice that Harry had left, and poured it down, which made him feel a little better.

"I'm sorry, he's just ......" Harry apologized to his best friend, but didn't know how to explain it, and when he saw that Ron was okay, he simply threw him aside and expressed his doubts.

"Malfoy, I don't know if that's the right thing to say, but you've changed a lot from before, it's ...... Gentleman? ”

Malfoy's eyes lit up, didn't they? Has everyone found out?

If you say that, I'm not embarrassed.

The little gentleman, who had just been affirmed by others, opened his mouth to say something, but after hearing the movement outside the door, he looked left and right.

"Wait a minute."

Malfoy walked to Crabbe and Goyle outside the door, and when the train arrived, the students packed their bags and walked down, the two big pestles were a bit of a nuisance there, but the space in the carriage was too cramped to let them in.

"Good brother, you go back to the carriage to pack your luggage, and then wait on the platform for a while, I'll be there in a moment." Patting them on the shoulder, Malfoy motioned for them to leave.

The big guys were still a little worried about his safety, but the boss had already decided, and the two had no choice but to follow the orders unwillingly.

However, before leaving, he glared into the carriage with a threatening look in his eyes, and then staggered along the flow of people to the carriage where the luggage was stored.

"It's okay now, otherwise it would be too much of a hindrance for others to let them block there." Malfoy closed the door, and it was all the sound of saying hello and saying goodbye outside, it was too noisy.

"I really suspect you've been dropped, it's hard to believe." Ron looked so surprised that he almost couldn't help but step forward and lift Malfoy's robe to see if there was another person hiding inside.

"It's hard to believe that I did so badly when I first started." Malfoy laughed at himself and began to talk about his journey.

"I was born into an aristocratic family with a long heritage, and from a very young age, I aspired to become a true aristocratic gentleman, and I have always worked towards my goal."

Under the extreme restraint, Malfoy still couldn't help but glare at Ron, what kind of expression did you have when you talked about your origin?

"I saw a lot of aristocratic interactions, men with wine glasses in their hands, complimenting each other, women in groups, showing off their families, wealth, children, and whatever, and I thought this was the life of the aristocracy."

Talking about his past experience, Mr. Malfoy Jr. is full of sighs, and the power of example really cannot be ignored.

"Until the beginning of the school year and entering Hogwarts, I was still ignorant, living absurdly and ridiculously day after day. Luckily, we had a good teacher who taught me what it takes to be a true nobleman. ”

"Aini!" Hearing this, Harry subconsciously called out the familiar name.

"That's right, it's Professor Scamander, and it was because of his many teachings that I knew how to be a real nobleman." With that, Malfoy smiled softly again.

After hearing Aini's name, several people who were already familiar with him naturally thought about why they were so familiar with the smile on Malfoy's face.

Isn't that the usual look on Aini's face?

"Teacher?" Harry was a little puzzled, the English teacher didn't pronounce the same as the teacher's.

"I'm a Transfiguration teaching assistant in Slytherin's grade, so I can naturally be considered a disciple of the teacher." Malfoy said with some smugness, but after seeing Hermione, he resolutely continued to lurk in a low-key manner.

"Gentlemen, perhaps we must go." Hermione interrupted the two of them and gestured to the window.