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Everything went well, he didn't forget his invisibility cloak, and all the way downstairs, he met three squatting Malfoys.

After unloading the large and small bags, the four Harleys breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as they walked down the tower, they were blocked by the Malfoy family of three who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and looked at them with gloating.

Hagrid's letter was not clear. His handwriting was very sloppy. He was depressed and very sad, and he was even more confused. He did not make it clear what he meant by sending Nobel away.

After Malfoy received the news, he immediately realized that Harry and others were going to send the chicks to the castle on Saturday night, and Hagrid was also shouting to get ready to go.

That's why he came to stop Hailey and the others now. He didn't know that Daisy would be sent away.

"Haha! If I tell Professor Snape, he will put you all under house arrest until the holidays! Maybe you will be expelled!" Malfoy showed an evil smile on his face.

He had waited too long for this day! He was so happy.

It's never too late for revenge.

He just looked up to the sky and roared: "Thirty years to the east of the river, thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully the young people into poverty.

Harry took a step forward: "It's you again, Malfoy, what do you want to do?"

"What do I want? Hehehe~" Malfoy smiled evilly.

"Of course I want... I want the dragon. Give me the dragon and I can keep it away from the professor."

"Ha!" Harley laughed contemptuously, "All you want is a dragon?"

Malfoy couldn't suppress his smile and nodded mockingly: "You also know that raising dragons in private is forbidden. But I can convince my father to keep it at home."

He followed his father's example and walked a few steps, looking at Harley and the others half sideways: "So, you can give me the dragon, it will be good for everyone~".

At that moment, Malfoy's spirit was lifted, and a sense of satisfaction and joy almost overwhelmed him.

So delicious, so delicious

Right, that is it!

Ha-ha-ha I stood on my head

Malfoy shouted frantically.

However, this was replaced by Harley's awkward laughter: "Pfft~ I guess you haven't woken up yet.

"You...," Malfoy felt his joy disappear all of a sudden. He hated Potter.

"You can't hide it. Leave it to me, I promise to take good care of it!"

Malfoy was desperate to change his conversation partner's mind, he was too eager to get the dragon.

Malfoy's love for dragons is slightly less than that of Hagrid, because his name "Draco" means dragon.

Of course, he probably won't like it, that's just a good thing.

Harley teased the silly boy playfully but firmly, but did not mention that Xiaolong had actually been sent away.

After a few minutes, the situation took a turn and Malfoy began to plead with Harry to give him the dragon.

Come on, tear me apart, I'm not afraid you want a dragon, no

…………Please give me flowers…0

Don't be so stubborn

However, Hurley was stunned, and his unsightly eyes made Malfoy very desperate, and his tone even contained a little pleading.

As long as Haller handed over the dragon to him, he promised not to disturb Haller and others again.

Friends on both sides of the road were dumbfounded: Is this really possible? Aren't they (us) blocking us (them)? Why would Malfoy beg for mercy?

Eventually, all Malfoy's joy disappeared, and so did his pride. He looked like a beaten rooster, pulling ~ that's the moral of the whole story.

He almost cried: You bully!

He said pitifully: "Then let me touch it, okay? I will touch it!"

Harry raised his chin slightly: "Didn't you see Ron's hand?"

Malfoy replied: "There's no way I could be bitten."

"You mean you're thicker-skinned than Ron?"

"I........., don't care!" Malfoy gave up and almost rolled on the ground.

"You have to let me see, let me see

Harley forced a smile and said: "Haha~ It's too late, he has been sent away!"

"What, you're kidding me!" Malfoy's voice immediately rose an octave.

However, a cold female voice sounded not far away: "Who is it? Who is walking at night!"

Professor McGonagall was wearing her pajamas and turning around on the street corner. .