Chapter 235 This is part of the entrance exam for freshmen
Draco's nose visibly bulged out, like an angry buffalo, and he let out a fierce breath.
"Harry Potter!" His voice was sharp and harsh because of the voice change period.
"You're insulting the Malfoys! We have always been on the side of justice, and we have never defected...... Ran through the mysteryβ"
"Voldemort." Harry kindly helped Draco add the correct object.
"You-" Draco's pupils shrank, and his arrogance was unconsciously extinguished by Harry's three words of understatement.
"You should call that gentleman the mystery man, Potter." Draco swallowed, stiffened up, and said in a trembling voice.
"I'm not going to give a loser some kind of secretive title." Harry slowly stood up.
The body that had been trained by Qi was a head taller than Draco, and although it was not as tall as Goyle and Crabbe, it completely overwhelmed the three of them in terms of momentum.
"Malfoy, don't you dare call that person by his real name?"
His eyes were fixed on the three Malfoys, like a male lion in his own territory encountering three lost paparazzi.
"The wizard's real name is magical, and I guess your father must have experimented with it, right?"
"Voldemort, he's still alive."
Malfoy's face was whiter than flour, and Goyle and Crabbe behind him should have stood before him like knights, heroically protecting their lord.
However, Harry's words were too powerful.
It was as if they were facing a storm.
Especially with that name in Harry's mouth, such a forbidden name, perhaps only the victor of the legend could say it so lightly.
He's not a boy who doesn't die, he's a lion king. Goyle and Crabbe couldn't help but think so.
Their expressions became more and more submissive, and they even had a primal urge to lie on the ground and show their bellies at Harry.
"Answer me, Malfoy. Is he alive? β
Harry's diabolical words rang in Draco's ears again.
Draco Malfoy's mental defenses finally collapsed.
The name reminded him of his father, who frantically threw the decorations of the house, and his mother, who kept howling and weeping.
The name still perched beneath his room like an abyss.
The entire Malfoy clan is still under the control of the mysterious man, and the Malfoys cannot resist as long as that person needs it.
"Nope! I do not know! Malfoy cried out over his ears, looking down to rush back in the direction he had come.
The freshmen, who had been in Harry's previous carriage to watch the excitement, were all silenced when they heard Harry confide the word Voldemort, and sat back in their places in a rather well-behaved manner.
So, in Draco's eyes, the path to retreat was simply unimpeded.
That's great.
Draco snickered inwardly.
Rude Harry Potter, this time you opportunistically used that gentleman's name to overwhelm me, next time, I definitely won't-
"Wait a minute." Harry's big strong hand clamped directly on Malfoy's shoulder, "There's one more thing I haven't said. β
Goyle and Crabbe, who had just started, also stopped, waiting for the lion king's order with fearful faces.
"You, what else do you want? I, I'm not going to say it! Draco plucked up the courage to look up into Harry's eyes.
The indomitable indomitability inside him spiraled upwards and hit his lens, and tears almost rolled down his eyes.
The corners of Harry's mouth twitched, and he instead pulled two bags of snacks from his table and forced them into Draco's arms.
"This is the first greeting to greet me with a classmate, the future Slytherin prefect." Harry let go of Draco's hand and continued:
"If you want to return the gift, you can come to me at Gryffindor. Malfoy, Potter will be waiting for you. β
Harry accented the words Malfoy and Potter.
The future Hogwarts, with Russell's involvement, Voldemort is afraid that he will not dare to come over and make trouble.
He still needs Malfoy to send the Horcruxes, otherwise he won't have enough of the banned books at Hogwarts.
Harry's smile was unmistakable in Draco's eyes.
How could Draco, who had been trained by the words of the nobility for a long time, not hear the meaning of Harry's words.
It wasn't a personal matter between him and Harry, but between the Malfoys and the Potters.
If this humiliating gift was not returned, his father would surely have banished him from the Malfoy clan and raised a younger brother with his mother.
I, Draco Malfoy, will never put Malfoy's surname to shame!
"Potter, you'll regret it!" Draco finished speaking, and walked out with a dark face.
The people in the carriage silently glanced back and forth over Harry and Draco, all sorts of speculations coming out like fountains.
It wasn't until Harry closed the door that the onlookers burst into discussion like fireworks.
"Did you hear that? That's the legendary Harry Potter! β
"Of course, he'll be our Gryffindor hero."
"Hmph, how do you know that Mr. Potter will join your muscular academy?"
"I heard what he just said so clearly. Oh...... Look at you in green, Slytherin fans, hehe, look at your future prefects, tsk. β
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"Hahaha, in a hurry! I'm in a hurry! β
Harry's cabin was soundproofed well, at least they couldn't hear the heated discussion outside.
"Wow, Harry. You're too handsome, aren't you? "After Ron was unspelled by Hermione, there was not much less light in his eyes than Hermione.
"You're the prefect of Gryffindor." He opened the snack with a positive face, then held the snack bag high, and said in a shock:
"For the lion king! Gollum...... "A bunch of cocoa beans poured into his mouth like wine.
As for Voldemort or something, Ron said he was immune.
Unless his mother announced that he was married to her ghoul, there was nothing he could do to stop eating food.
Neither can Voldemort!
Hermione blushed.
Harry's words, demeanor, and movements still echoed in her mind again and again.
It's so handsome.
It was as if she had seen the real aristocracy of the Middle Ages.
Oh my God, when will my teeth be straightened?
Also, I have to be optimistic about Harry, he's so charming. And Hogwarts actually has four damn houses, and it is said that there is one house with a lot of girls.
It seems to be called Ravenclaw.
Yes, that's it, I definitely can't go!
One person - Russell: @εε©ζ³’ηΉ, a good cup for the big guy.
Demon Slayer-Tired: It's true that 6 has to fly, and I see that your little girlfriend has fallen several floors again.
Hokage-Orochimaru: Strong.
Harry Potter: The big guys tap, the new ones are scared.
One person - Russell: After eating melons, I have to get down to business.
As soon as he finished posting a message in the group, Russell jumped out of the train directly, and his body crashed directly into the dense magic text warning net.
The moment Russell jumped out, the doors and windows of the entire train quickly closed.
The seat belt on the seat suddenly jumped up, and the people who were sitting and those who were not sitting were forcefully tied to their seats.
The exclamations on the train rang out, and at the head of the train, a blinding red light flickered.
The teachers, led by Professor McGonagall, took their wands and hurriedly ran towards the carriage carrying the students.
Professor McGonagall picked up the phone and dialed the Hogwarts line.
"Dumbledore, listen to me. There are unknown characters on the newborn train, and I need you to come in person. After speaking, he didn't give the other side a chance to react, and hung up the phone directly.
Then, she took a deep breath and picked up the microphone that was broadcasting all the carriages.
"W-what's going on?" Ron and Hermione looked dazed.
"This." Harry's eyebrows skipped a beat, and then he said unhurriedly, "This should be part of the freshman entrance exam. β
"Students, don't panic." Professor McGonagall's voice rang out, "Now that the freshman entrance exam is coming, please stay calm and recall some of the contents of the first-year books. β
"Next, there will be test questions handed out to you."
Ron: WTF?!
Nope
(End of chapter)