Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 17 You are quite nice
Snape looked at Harry deeply and acquiesced to Dumbledore's proposal.

Seeing that no one raised any objections, Dumbledore asked, "It must be said that quarrels on the matriculation train are a common occurrence. I have heard what Draco said, and I want to hear what happened from your perspective."

"But...but Malfoy was in the car the whole time, how could he..." Ron's face turned red. He never expected that Draco would be the first to complain.

Draco pulled out a mirror from his arms and smiled smugly.

"Two-sided mirror, my father gave it to me before school started." Draco proudly shook the mirror in his hand: "Look, Weasley, you have to admit that some wizards' families are different. My father can give me the best--"

Ron's face turned even redder when he heard Draco's taunting words.

"Mr. Malfoy?" Professor McGonagall's face was serious: "Please don't talk about irrelevant topics."

Draco was not afraid after being warned by Professor McGonagall, but raised his eyebrows provocatively at the three people.

On the way here, Harry had been thinking about how to make Malfoy lose more than he gained.

He also heard what was said on the train. Malfoy's father, old Malfoy, was a director of Hogwarts. His words must carry a lot of weight in the school. If things go wrong, the school may not be able to come forward to protect these helpless students.

Now seeing the impartial Professor McGonagall, Harry decided to approach it from her perspective.

Long before, he had heard that Professor McGonagall was the head of Gryffindor House, and his parents were also from Gryffindor House.

His parents were the president and president of the student union, which meant they must be Professor McGonagall's favorite students.

He could guess the others. The fat witch with herbal leaves on her body must be the head of Hufflepuff House; and judging from the reaction of the greasy-haired professor before, he must be the head of Slytherin House.

He didn't expect these words to impress the Slytherin headmaster, but he could still try his best to persuade the other headmasters.

and so……

"Professor, I think I have something to say." Harry said suddenly.

"Go ahead, Harry." Dumbledore gave him an encouraging look.

Professor McGonagall nodded at him. Harry was certain in his heart, so he said, "I'm sorry, Professor. Actually, we didn't want to pay attention to Malfoy on the train. It's just that after he knew that Hermione was from a Muggle family, he said that word to her..."

"What word?" Professor McGonagall's face looked grim. She could already guess what it was.

"It's... Mudblood, Professor." Harry secretly scratched his hand with his nails and said aggrievedly, "I'm sorry, I don't know what this means, but I once heard my aunt say that my mother cried for a long time when she went home during the holidays one year because someone used the same words to say to her at school, saying that she was a 'stinky little...'"

"Is that so, Mr Malfoy?" asked Professor McGonagall sharply.

It must be said that teachers always have a bloodline of suppression on students. Draco, who was obviously oppressed by Professor McGonagall's aura, had no choice but to lower his head and answer, "Yes."

Harry was already half-hearted. He looked up at the Slytherin Headmaster, but he didn't expect that he was also looking at him.

"Enough!" said Snape coldly.

Is he going to defend Malfoy? Harry was not surprised. After all, he was the head of Slytherin, so it was understandable for him to defend Malfoy.

"Mr. Malfoy, is this what you call pure-blood upbringing? I really hope that Mr. Malfoy and Ms. Malfoy can come to the school to see what kind of son they have raised -"

At this point, Snape paused and regained his expressionless look. "After the sorting, your house will be deducted 20 points!"

Harry was surprised, for he had thought that the dean was not an easy person to get along with. But now he discovered that Snape was quite a nice person.

Cold on the outside but warm on the inside, this is the orthodoxy of Slytherin.

Not only Harry was surprised, Ron was also shocked to the point that his mouth stretched to the back of his head.

He had heard more than once at home that the Bat Headmaster of Slytherin never deducted points from Slytherin. Not only Fred and George said so, but even Percy, a standard good student, said the same thing...

What's going on today?
However, the professors present were not surprised at all. Professor McGonagall looked at Draco deeply and said, "Since Dean Snape has already punished you, I will not punish you. Remember, Mr. Malfoy, this word is absolutely forbidden in Hogwarts!"

Draco hung his head, looking dejectedly at the ground.

He never expected that the Head of Slytherin would be the first to punish him.

"Also, Mr. Potter." Professor McGonagall looked at Harry: "Standing up for a friend is commendable, but we do not advocate casting evil spells on classmates."

understood.

Harry understood immediately that Professor McGonagall had only said that it was not recommended, but she didn't say that it couldn't be used.

"Okay, professor." Harry bowed deeply to the professors present. "It's our fault for causing trouble to you all on the first day of school."

"Okay, Mr. Potter." Professor McGonagall smiled slightly, "Go back to the Great Hall with your friends. The Sorting Ceremony will begin soon."

Harry took Hermione, who was still feeling dazed, and Ron to say goodbye to the professors, then turned and walked out of the room.

"What a polite child," Professor McGonagall folded her hands, "I think she really looks like Lily..."

"Yes, Minerva." Dumbledore nodded knowingly, glanced at Snape's expressionless face, and said, "Let's go. The Sorting Ceremony should start soon."

After Harry and the others returned to the hall, they were immediately surrounded by young wizards.

"Oh my God, what did you do? Is it okay?" Neville asked with concern.

"It's okay." Ron patted his chest. "The professors didn't make things difficult for us. Look, we're back in the Sorting now, aren't we?"

His relaxed look made it impossible to imagine that he was worried about being fired just now.

"Do you think this is the end, Weasley?" Draco's voice sounded from behind: "We still have a long way to go!"

Seeing that Ron was about to say something again, Hermione quickly grabbed him back.

"Ignore him, Ron," Hermione advised. "He's just trying to provoke you so he can hold you hostage!"

"Oh, you're right." Connected to the external brain, Ron's smart IQ once again took the upper hand.

(End of this chapter)