Happy sharing. Lunch time always passes quickly, and the news of Harry's coming to Hogwarts spread even faster. The originally half-hour lunch was delayed by people running over to ask for autographs and hand over small pink envelopes. It's been almost two hours.
Looking at the pile of notes and envelopes that were taller than Hedwig, Harry clicked and clicked his tongue. The witches at Hogwarts were really proactive. At least when he was studying outside, he never received so many in one day. He was exhausted every day. Just four or five letters.
"There are actually so many, Harry, you are so awesome."
After the people who delivered letters and small notes for signatures dispersed, Neville said with some envy, "No girl has ever written to me before. They are all love letters, right?"
"I hope there's no love potion in it."
Harry spread his hands and shrugged.
"Neville, you can do it too. Lose some weight and lose weight." Harry touched Neville's facial bones, "You should look quite handsome when you lose weight. Boys must have confidence. Of course, perseverance to persevere is also important. .”
"Really? Can I do that too?"
Neville blinked, hope shining in his eyes.
"Of course, but if you don't do it, then forget about it. Exercise will be very tiring at first, but if you stick to it, it will become a habit."
"Then let me try!" Neville whispered to encourage himself and clenched his fists.
When Harry put the messy notes and love letters in a sack and stuffed them into his bag, Hermione asked abruptly.
"Why do you feel like you are very skilled?"
"Are you talking about this?" Harry turned his head and glanced at her, "I probably have a closet at home. It's not good to throw it away, so I put it away. It's a different kind of collection?"
Harry smiled cheerfully, "But the relationship I want probably doesn't start with a love letter."
"What is that?" Hermione leaned closer and asked gossiping.
"I believe in love at first sight, and I feel that life should have more surprises."
"It's like I entered the magical world."
"Girls have to work harder if they want to conquer me, hehe~"
Hermione rolled her eyes when she heard this, and leaned against the window to read with gusto while holding a new tome.
"By the way Neville, do you know anything about Quidditch?"
Harry's vacation before school was basically spent practicing spells and training Hedwig. He didn't read too many books. Since Quidditch is no longer what it was originally, the memory in his head can only be Reference.
"Of course!" As soon as he said this, Neville immediately became energetic. "There is no one in the wizarding world who doesn't know Quidditch. I have a Sweep Six Star at home."
"But I'm not a very good flyer..." Neville's brows drooped, "Grandma doesn't allow me to fly too high for fear of being seen by Muggles."
"But there is a flying class in the school. I hope I can learn it well in the class..."
The door of the box was pushed open, and it was not the little fan girl who came to hand over the envelope and ask for an autograph, but three boys.
The leader is pale and thin, with blond hair, and the two following him are thick and strong, but they are much worse than Dudley. If they were placed on the ring, Dudley would knock them down in just a few seconds with one punch. The empty space in the box was fully occupied.
"Are you Harry Potter?"
The blond boy who raised his chin and looked at people through his nostrils spoke in a drawl, showing his complete arrogance.
Hermione's eyes were exposed from the top of the book, and she cast a look of disgust, while Neville clenched his fists nervously, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Don't you know you have to knock on the door when you come in?" Harry propped his head, glanced at the boy boredly, and waved his hands in disgust at them, "Go ahead, knock on the door and I will nod before you can come in. This is polite. understand?"
Immediately, the pretty boy's face turned pale, as if he was offended by the loose words.
"I came here today to teach you a lesson! Potter!"
"How dare you do that to my sister! I can't forgive you!"
The hairy blond boy was jumping on the spot. He was so angry that he spoke loudly and loudly. There were some noises in the corridor. It seemed that someone watching the entertainment opened the box door to take a look.
"Hey, boy, don't talk nonsense. I've met your sister...oh." Harry suddenly realized that Draco was an only son in his impression, but here, he had a sister, "Ka Sandra, right? I even helped her choose clothes, shouldn’t I say thank you?”
"Draco Malfoy, right."
Harry was still too lazy to move, but out of courtesy, he extended his hand.
But Draco, who was so angry, didn't care about this, so he slapped it away.
"I have to teach you a lesson today!"
He said fiercely, as if he was going to let his follower take action, but before he could make a move, Harry stood up.
The coat and vest were casually taken off, and Harry took a breath.
"What lesson can you teach me?"
His smile was shining, his teeth were white, his muscles were bulging due to tightness and congestion, and Harry, whose body fat percentage had always been very low, had bulging veins at this moment, and he looked terrifying as if he was about to eat someone.
Crabbe and Goyle swallowed, and they squeezed closer, blocking Draco's retreat.
"Wrong...wrong...wrong..." Draco wanted to shrink back but failed. There was a man-eating muscular man in front of him, and two frightened mountains of meat behind him. The blood on his face suddenly disappeared as he was unable to advance or retreat due to the wall. His legs were trembling a little. This is a normal physiological reaction and is not embarrassing.
"What's wrong?"
Harry, who was smiling all over his face, moved closer. He was more than half a head taller than Draco, and the pressure caused by looking down was even greater.
"It's a misunderstanding! Misunderstanding!" Draco waved his hands repeatedly, trying to pretend that nothing happened.
"Aren't you going to give your sister a place? Didn't you say that I bullied her?"
"Tell me, how did I bully her?"
Harry put his hand on Draco's shoulder, almost knocking him down.
"This...that...this...that...I..." Draco almost peeed in fright as he stretched out his hand and patted the back, but Crabbe and Goyle's Even though their bellies were slapped, the two of them didn't react at all.
'These two losers, eating so much for nothing, aren't they cheating me? ! '
Draco, who was about to cry but had no tears in his heart, missed the shark. The two followers had their hearts set on each other. They said, 'I, Crabbe and Goyle, will protect Long Aotian to the death... No, I will protect Master Draco'? Where have you gone? ? ?
"Fighting is bad."
Harry spoke earnestly, "You can't do whatever you want just because you have two followers. The most important thing for a man is to learn restraint."
Draco had tears in his eyes as Harry lifted him up by his shoulders. This was such a strong hand.
"I learned boxing, wrestling, and kickboxing, and I didn't run five kilometers cross-country with a 30-kilogram weight on my back just to bully others."
"What are the names of your two followers?"
"Crabbe and Goyle!" Draco almost screamed, answering quickly.
"Then you have to watch them more carefully in the future. These two boys don't look very smart. Remember, being big is not for bullying. Moreover, they are fat and have little strength. If they encounter someone, it will be difficult to speak. They are really good at fighting, but you are as small as a chicken, aren't you?"
Harry pinched Crabbe's arm on the left, causing the guy to stomp his feet in pain. Goyle gritted his teeth and turned red, because Crabbe was stepping on his foot!
"Okay, you two go back." Harry waved to Crabbe and Goyle, and the two of them ran away with grinning teeth as if they had been saved. They turned around and ran away without stopping at all.
"Now, we can have a nice chat, Draco."
Draco's eyes were filled with tears as he huddled in the corner like a frightened quail. He couldn't escape from such a big box even if he wanted to. He regretted his impulse just now. Harry didn't even do this when he was wearing a jacket. He looked so strong that he looked like an alien when he took off his clothes. He was a little envious in his heart, but what he was more afraid of was the fists as big as sandbags hitting him anywhere on his body.
"Family education is very important."
As soon as these words came out, Draco was stunned. What was Harry going to do?
"You, the Malfoy family, obviously lack education in this area. This is wrong, do you know?"
"I will definitely knock on the door next time! Definitely!"
Draco, who nodded hurriedly, was now a good boy. He listened to everything Harry said. Those dancing chest muscles might be crushed, and who knows if his head would be dented by this punch.
"Not only that, but you can't use that tone when talking to people."
"I told your sister before that pure blood is nothing to be proud of. Don't talk about it. Only beasts talk about blood, because it can be sold for more money. But people, a person's excellence depends on himself. The background of the family is the curtain. , a clown standing in front of a gorgeous curtain will only make people feel more ridiculous, right?"
Draco nodded ten thousand times in agreement.
"So, if you want to interact with someone, what should you say?"
"My name is Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you." Draco tensed his body, afraid that any word would not be pronounced correctly.
"Then you still drawl?"
"No more procrastination, no more procrastination! I will definitely speak well from now on, I will definitely speak well."
"That's right."
Harry nodded and patted Draco on the head, "Also, don't say bad words. Don't talk about bitches and mudbloods. It's very impolite and disrespectful."
"I didn't say a word, I really didn't say anything!" Draco's tailbone was so frightened by these words that his father often said these words. If he had said it indiscriminately... On the ground.
"That's why I reasoned with you calmly. There are some things that your parents didn't teach you. They didn't teach you, but you have to pay attention to it. I heard that your father is a Death Eater, right?"
Draco, who was dumbfounded, stiffened. Only now did he remember the identity of Harry in front of him.
Everyone in the wizarding world is saying that it was because of Harry that Voldemort disappeared in the first place. This guy even killed the leader. The Death Eaters... were afraid that the fish that landed on the shore could only jump around with their mouths open. Death is not far away.
"Don't learn from your father, he is not a good person, and you don't need to defend him." Harry glanced at Draco who seemed to want to open his mouth, and asked him to close his mouth again, "Yes or no, People know in their hearts that the Imperius Curse is a good excuse, but this excuse cannot be used a second time."
"I also hope there won't be a second time, preferably not even once."
"Go back and tell your sister and ask her to keep her mouth shut. If I hear her talk about 'mazi' without any explanation again, I think it is the best choice for you and your sister to drop out of school."
"Then run far away."
Harry suddenly grinned, and Draco, who was already nervous, sat down on the ground.
"The bad ones are not complete, and the good ones are not complete. This kind of person is the most painful to live in." Harry pulled Draco up, his eyes seemed to see through the boy in front of him, "That's all, Draco, myself It’s up to you what kind of person you want to be in the future.”
"By the way, I would like to add that I am not interested in your sister. She is neither protruding nor protruding, and I don't like that."
A figure who was about to reach the door paused, and the expression on his face changed several times in just a short moment.
"Draco!"
A cold-faced blonde girl glared at Draco, who was shrinking in front of Harry, "Do you still want to embarrass your family? Huh?!"
"sister....."
Draco walked up to Cassandra dejectedly and shrank his head, not daring to say a word.
"let's go."
She dropped these words and left without looking back.
"Wait for me, sister...wait...ouch..."
Draco, who was staggered by a vicious elbow, almost fell down, but in the end he could only rub his chest and follow him away with a low eyebrow.
The little wizards who were watching the excitement shrank back, not knowing what they were talking about in the box.
Harry also closed the door. He saw a vigorous figure chasing the train outside the window, so he opened the window.
Hedwig rubbed Harry's hand affectionately, and then squatted on Leif's head. She squinted her eyes and dozed off. The toad Leif, who had endured the unbearable weight, rolled his eyes, probably thinking The lonely and lonely people kept calling.
