Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 57 No One Understands Malfoy Better Than Me (Please Read)

"That'll have to wait a while," said Harry.

The twins looked at each other and asked in unison: "Why?"

"After all, if it happens once, you can use it as an excuse that it wasn't intentional, but if it happens again, it would seem like you were deliberately playing a prank on the professor." Harry shrugged.

"You're right," the twins said with a giggle, "Since we don't have classes today, do you want to have a snowball fight together?"

"No, I have something else to do," Harry declined.

Just as he was about to walk into the Great Hall, Harry looked up and saw Hagrid dragging a large fir tree into the Great Hall.

At Hogwarts, only Hagrid could drag a giant fir tree using pure muscle.

"Need some help, Hagrid?" Harry called out.

Hagrid's big furry head popped out from beside the fir tree with a kind smile on his face, "Thank you, but no, Harry. You should get back to the Great Hall."

Harry didn't bother to be polite with him and turned to walk into the hall.

Unfortunately, Sprout did not return the biting cabbage to him. After all, that cabbage was the culprit that bit Professor Quirrell's back of the head.

"Hey, mate." Ron had already gotten up. "Do you know where that pot of biting kale is? Neville is going crazy."

"It was confiscated by Professor Sprout," Harry answered. "I was holding the bowl of cabbage and I accidentally fell over, and the cabbage flew out and bit Professor Quirrell on the back of the head."

Ron leaned back tactically, looking at Harry with wide eyes.

After a while, he uttered dryly: "Cool..."

It is indeed very cool. I originally thought that the kale was an ornamental plant, but I never expected that it was used to gnaw on the professor.

As the holidays were approaching, the little wizards became more and more wild.

They had been sitting in the auditorium pretending to study, but now they could no longer pretend and were happily discussing with each other what they were going to do during the holidays.

As lunch was about to end, Harry remembered his appointment with Miss Farley and left the hall.

"It's so annoying." Hermione scratched her head anxiously. She had originally wanted to study in the hall for a while.

When she looked up, she saw Ron playing wizard chess with Neville.

"Look at you, all you do is play wizard chess every day, how pathetic!" Hermione began to teach Ron a lesson.

Ron pouted and said unconvincedly, "What else would I do? Today is a holiday! Besides, aren't you going home? Why are you still in Hogwarts?"

"Today is only the 16th, and tomorrow is the day to go home!" Hermione whispered, "But you, Ronald, Harry said that when we return from the holidays, we will be arranged to have practical training. Are you familiar with the spells?"

"Of course I am familiar with it," Ron said confidently.

"Then let me ask you, what is the spell for the Stunning Spell?" Hermione asked.

Ron was suddenly stuck. He hesitated for a long time but couldn't remember what it was.

"Let me ask you again, what is the spell that shatters the body?" Hermione asked again.

"Uh..." Ron racked his brains but couldn't remember what the spell was called.

Hermione showed a look of disgust and asked again: "Let me ask you again, what is the spell of the petrification curse?"

"I know that!" Ron suddenly realized, "You used it on Crabbe and Goyle on the train!"

Hearing Ron's words, Hermione smiled with relief.

However, Ron's next words made her hang her head helplessly.

"What's the spell?" Ron scratched his head embarrassedly. He grabbed the can of Coke beside him and took a swig.

"Drink less Coke, it's bad for your teeth." Hermione reminded, "My father is a dentist, he once told me this."

"It doesn't matter." Ron said, "There is a tooth-healthy potion in the wizarding world. Haven't you heard of it? It's very useful. It was our Headmaster Dumbledore who advertised the tooth-healthy potion."

"If you hadn't told me, I would have forgotten about it, but is that tooth-strengthening potion really useful?" Hermione also remembered the tooth-strengthening potion she had seen in the potion book a few days ago. "If it is useful, I think I should buy some and bring it back, so that Dad's dental clinic business will be better."

Ron said nothing, grabbing his Coke and taking another sip.

"Weasley." Draco's annoying voice rang out.

Seeing that Harry was not with them, Draco became stiff again.

"Malfoy?" Ron grabbed the Coke and turned around to see Draco's pale and thin face.

"Look at what you're holding, it should be a Muggle drink, right?" Draco said, "Sure enough, you're as corrupt as your family. Not only do you make friends with... Muggle-borns, you even use Muggle's things. You're truly a disgrace to the purebloods."

Ron's face turned red, and he was about to smash the Coke can.

However, Hermione held him down and retorted, "Oh? Really? I wonder what your ancestor would think when she saw her descendants mocking the descendants of her friend's family?"

"What do you mean?" Draco asked, frowning.

"You didn't know?" Hermione covered her mouth in an exaggerated tone. "Oh my God, the ancestor of the Malfoy family was a comrade-in-arms who suppressed the goblin rebellion together with the ancestor of the Weasley family. Don't you know this?"

"I, I..." Draco suddenly stuttered.

Could it be that what this mudblood said was true? Draco wondered to himself.

But that’s not right. I’ve never heard my dad mention it.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Draco frowned and retorted: "How is it possible for you, a Muggle-born witch, to know about our Malfoy family?"

"Oh, it seems you really don't know, how pitiful." Hermione stretched out a finger and scratched her face: "Shame on you, you don't even know your family as well as a Muggle-born witch, you really bring shame to the Malfoy family!"

Draco blushed when he heard Hermione's words.

The point is not Hermione's sarcastic attitude, but the meaning of her words "not as good as Muggles understanding Malfoy".

Shame! This is such a shame!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Draco retorted, "If this were the case, how could my father not tell me? I think you are talking nonsense to protect your little boyfriend!"

Hermione pulled out the book, slammed it on the table, and read Cassandra's story to Draco.

Draco suppressed his discomfort and moved closer. The book's well-written description made him suspicious.

If it were true, how could the Malfoy family not write about such glory?

If it is fake, why does it appear in this book?
He wanted to deny it, but he saw on the title page of the book: Written by Bathilda Bagshot.

Perhaps only Professor Bobbins, the head teacher of Hogwarts, can rival this lady in terms of authority in the history of magic.

"Go back and ask your father, Malfoy." Ron also began to sing the same tune as Hermione, "Just ask him if there is a woman named 'Cassandra Malfoy' in the Malfoy family... Ha, I can't believe that the Malfoy family, which claims to attach the most importance to family, actually turns a blind eye to such a woman with a glorious history. I really don't know who is the shame of pure blood!"

Draco was broken.

He stopped arguing with Ron and turned away angrily, planning to find his father to find out what happened when he got home tomorrow.

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(End of this chapter)