Although the platinum-haired boy used a question sentence, it was in a very positive tone.

Apparently before he came, the other party had determined Harry's identity.

Next to the little platinum-haired boy stood two short and fat duns, one on the left and one on the right, like two door gods, and it is worth mentioning that both of them looked particularly ugly.

"Oh, this is Crabbe, this is Goyle." The little platinum-haired boy briefly introduced Harry to his two henchmen, and then introduced himself in a tone of frustration, "My name is Malfoy, Draco Malfoy. ”

Dudley had once attended some so-called high-class people's drinking parties because of his business connections, and I remember a guy who claimed to be a descendant of Viscount So-and-so used this tone. It's a pity that the platinum-haired little man is very young, and his tone is not very similar, giving people a funny feeling.

Ron coughed softly, so as not to laugh out loud.

Malfoy squinted his eyes and glanced at Ron out of the corner of his eye, "You think my name is ridiculous?" ”

There was extreme contempt in his contemptuous tone: "No need to ask who you are, my father told me that the Weasleys are red-haired, freckled, and have too many children to raise. ”

That tone full of superiority, even Mu Neru had a small round face, Neville could hear it.

He wanted to say something for Ron, but when he saw the two 'door gods' around Malfoy, who were timid by nature and didn't like to cause trouble, he swallowed the words that came to his lips again.

After taunting Ron, Malfoy turned to Harry and said, "You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are much better off than others, Potter. You don't want to make friends with someone else. I can help you at this point. ”

His eyes seemed to wander over Neville and Ron inadvertently, and the not spacious room was already stuffed with so many people that the angle was such that Malfoy's vision was just blocked, and he didn't notice Dudley and Hermione.

He then held out his hand to Harry, as if to shake his hand.

It's just that the superiority and arrogance that come from the bones give people a sense of 'I'm teaching you to do things'.

'I'm being hasty, I can't speak, I'd like to call you the strongest.' ’

If Hermione's tone would be uncomfortable, Malfoy's tone would be full of taunts.

"I think I can tell who is the other." Harry didn't mean to shake hands with the other party at all, and his tone was very cold.

Ron had just complimented Dudley, and this Malfoy had taunted Dudley before.

As long as it's Quardali's, it's my Harry Potter half-brother. And the mockery of Dudley...

Malfoy's pale cheeks flushed faintly, he obviously didn't expect Harry to reject him, and he was still so decisive and so faceless.

"If it were you, Potter, I'd be very careful." He slowed down his speech and threatened in his father's tone, "You should be polite, or you will follow the same path as your parents." If you hang out with someone like Weasley, you're going to be affected. ”

He didn't recognize Neville's identity, and even if he did, he wouldn't mention that Longbottom's status in the wizarding world was different from Weasley's, especially since Neville's grandmother, Augusta Longbottom, was a very famous and bad-tempered witch.

The vicious tone sent both Harry and Ron to their feet, and Neville hesitated before following suit.

Malfoy's two great gods, Crabbe and Goyle, immediately stood in front of him.

"Why are you talking so badly?"

Hermione's personality belongs to the straightforward category, and she will say it directly if she is not used to it.

It was also this voice that made Malfoy notice her, and after looking up and down, he said disdainfully: "Where did you come from?" ”

Then he ignored Hermione and continued to taunt Harry, "Potter, I didn't expect you to gather a bunch of freaks around so quickly..."

"This brother Ma Manure classmate, I give you a piece of advice."

Malfoy's taunt was not finished when Dudley interrupted: "If you can't learn what others to say, don't use it, it will make you look indecent." ”

"Call me Draco Malfoy, and show me who is so bold as to insult a Malfoy."

Malfoy looked angrily at the source of the voice, and then he saw the face that had impressed him again.

"Oh, it's you!"

Malfoy's reflex stepped back.

It was this man who made him cry and run out into the street, and every time he remembered the experience at that time, he blushed.

That's a shame!

Malfoy's pale little face flushed, and he stared at Dudley with vicious eyes.

"Crabbe, Goyle, teach him a lesson!"

Hearing him scream, the two little chubby duns immediately rushed towards Dudley, and then... Then they were lifted up by Dudley in one hand like chicks, and they bumped into each other like cakes, instantly losing their ability to fight.

It is clear that they miscalculated their strength.

Dudley may not have much magic, but his sheer force value is no problem beating the entire Hogwarts for seven years.

Malfoy didn't expect Dudley to be so violent, let alone his bodyguard to be dealt with so easily, and he fell to the ground in fright.

Dudley slowly walked over to Malfoy, leaning in amid the horrified gaze of the other.

"Listen, Harry's parents are my aunt and uncle, and if you insult them, you're insulting me. I can forgive your ignorance this time, but I don't want a next time. ”

"We'll be classmates from today onwards, and I hope we can get along well in the future, okay?"

What else could Malfoy say at this time, the chick pecked at the rice and nodded frantically, in stark contrast to the pretentious appearance before.

"Take your two friends and let's go."

Hearing Dudley's words, the three of them crawled out of place and disappeared at the end of the hallway.

"Cool!" Ron exclaimed.

Seeing Malfoy deflated, he felt indescribably happy. The relationship between the Weasleys and the Malfoys cannot be described as bad, only very bad.

"Kids, do you want candy?"

At this time, a salesman passed by with a cart, and Harry, who was a local tyrant, bought a copy of everything with a wave of his hand.

All kinds of candy were piled up all over the table, and the eyes of the few little wizards who watched were full of light.

"You... Why don't you beat them up? ”

Ron asked, mumbling as he stuffed candy into his mouth, unconsciously bringing honorifics as unconsciously as Neville.

Or rather, with the exception of Hermione and Harry, everyone of their age unconsciously brings honorifics when facing Dudley.

Harry opened a box of chocolate frogs, but he didn't expect the little guy to move, and accidentally let it run out. Just as it was about to escape through the window, it was grabbed by the quick-eyed Dudley.

Not a single piece of food could escape from Dudley.

"I hate direct violence, it's too rude, I've always used virtue to convince people."

Dudley's answer made Ron dig his ears hard, for fear that he had misheard.

Looking at the steel teeth that emitted a long white light, and listening to the chewing sound of a monster devouring people.

Ron shuddered unconsciously.

Hate violence?

As far as Dudley's image is concerned, it is really not convincing at all.