I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The students left one after another.

They mostly go in pairs.

Daphne watched her sister walk away alone. She sneered, "That guy is pretty cautious."

Not far away, Pansy and her boyfriend were loudly plotting to go to the newly opened ice cream shop, the same one that Filch had asked for the coupon from.

It was originally Florin Fosco's ice cream shop in Diagon Alley, but I heard that it opened branches across the country because it received an investment.

There are opening events, coupons can be used to get half-price discounts, and there are also lucky draws.

The prizes for the draw are limited to tomato scrambled egg flavored ice cream and mapo tofu flavored ice cream.

If you have a discount card, you can eat all the ice cream.

But why does John have a discount card?

"That store is very popular. Pansy told me about it several times." Daphne said thoughtfully, "And there is a couple's week event. You can get free ice cream by completing couple tasks."

As she spoke, her eyes involuntarily moved away from her sister and secretly glanced at John.

Then he said in a panic, "I just heard that the ice cream there is delicious."

"Then let's go and try it." John said with a smile.

Daphne instantly forgot all about her sister.

...

Daphne enjoyed the free ice cream, but her face was full of resentment.

An invisible resentment emanated from his body.

John was also eating ice cream, the cream flavored one. To be honest, it tasted really greasy without the cream flavor.

Daphne looked at the couples queuing at the couples window. The girls looked at the boys in admiration as they threw darts, which stopped on the turntable and kissed each other's foreheads.

The girl closed her eyes shyly, and the boy kissed her forehead lovingly.

After completing the task, the relationship between the two people was further improved, and they also received free ice cream.

And all of this is what Daphne wanted.

But the fact is...

"How could you just skip the mission?" Daphne was very unwilling.

John casually took a bite of his ice cream and said, "Because this shop is mine."

Yes, he is the man who invested in Florin Fusco's ice cream shop.

It was not an angel investment from Silver Hand, but a private investment from John.

Daphne was desperate, such a good opportunity.

Just then, she saw her sister.

And beside her...Draco Malfoy!

Two people are coming this way.

Malfoy tried to hold Astoria's hand several times, but was interrupted by other things.

He looked at the new popular couples spot with a gleam in his eyes; his chance had come!

John was pulled by Daphne and hid behind the house.

There was murderous intent in her eyes.

I can't even complete the interaction as a couple, how dare you, a little punk?

It's time to hunt.

"So... Draco is the one who wrote the love letter?" John looked at Malfoy as he queued up with an ignorant look on his face.

Daphne had already tightened her grip on her wand.

He could imagine what would happen to Malfoy in the future.

He silently pulled out a handful of Galleons for Malfoy.

I don’t know if one hundred Galleons can heal Malfoy’s injuries.

...

“I think love is free!”

Malfoy had two ice creams on his head, like he had two horns, and he complained loudly beside John.

John responded perfunctorily, "Yeah, freedom."

"Why doesn't she allow Astoria to have a relationship? What era is this? Am I, Draco, not worthy of her?"

Malfoy wiped the melted ice cream off his face, looking stubborn and unconvinced.

John hesitated to speak, he felt that Daphne simply disliked Malfoy.

If it was someone else, at least not one of the most annoying people in Hogwarts, Daphne probably wouldn't rush up and cover the other person's head with ice cream.

John patted Malfoy's shoulder comfortingly. "Look at it from a bright perspective. At least she didn't curse you."

What a good thing this is!

Malfoy thought about it, and in order to regain his confidence, he looked at John.

He asked, "If you had a sister, you would definitely not be like her."

John smiled and shook his head, saying earnestly: "Silly boy, I will stick your wand directly into your head."

Malfoy: "..." It's just a joke, right?

Not sure, check again.

John smiled very kindly.

Well, it must be a joke!

Malfoy took the ice cream off his head and threw it to the side of the road in a very uncivilized manner.

Astoria was taken away by Daphne, and John and Malfoy walked alone in Hogsmeade.

As they passed the ice cream shop again, they saw Cedric kissing Cho Chang tenderly on the cheek.

The moment the two completed the task, Malfoy sprinted a hundred meters and snatched the ice cream in front of Cedric.

Cedric had a dull expression on his face, and Malfoy ran while shouting, "If I can't have it, then you can't have it either!"

He stuffed the ice cream into his mouth, and the spicy taste made his body twitch and he almost fell down.

He was numb, really numb.

He stuck out his tongue, wanting to cry but without the tears.

"I have no feeling in my tongue."

"You should be glad Cedric didn't come over and beat you up," John said casually as the two prepared to go for the three brooms.

There, Malfoy instantly perked up.

John looked inside and understood.

As expected, Astoria was just an accident, and only Potter was true love!

He saw Harry appear there, his tongue was no longer numb, and he instantly returned to his drag queen form.

Just at this time, Goyle and Crabbe appeared, and with the gathering of three people, they could summon the Slytherin group.

Malfoy walked into the tavern with a step that showed he didn't recognize any relatives.

John was also looking at the pub, where a man with cotton candy-like white hair was sitting not far from Harry.

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Chapter 331 Interview and Production

Harry was very depressed and wanted to come to Hogsmeade to relax.

But here he saw Qiu Zhang and Cedric drinking tea sweetly in the teahouse. Harry had never seen such coquettish and teasing expressions.

He knew he had no hope, and just as he felt relieved, he was dragged to the pub by Hermione.

Here he saw Hagrid, who had new wounds on his face and was drinking as depressedly as Harry.

"Um, Hagrid, how are you?" Harry looked at the bruised face.

"Me?" said Hagrid. "I'm fine, Harry, Hermione, I'm fine."

As Hagrid said this, his eyes were still fixed on his wine glass. He was not as good as he said.

Hermione and Harry looked at each other.

There was a pause for a moment, then Hagrid said suddenly, "We're pretty much the same, aren't we, Harry?"

"Huh?" Harry was a little confused.

"Well... I've said it before... they're all outsiders," Hagrid nodded to himself, "They're all orphans, well, they're all orphans."

He took a swig of his drink.

"Having a good family makes a big difference." He must have encountered something. "My father is a good person, and your parents are good people too. If they were alive, life would be different, right?"

Hagrid wanted answers, and Hermione was keenly aware of Hagrid's low mood.

"Maybe." Harry also noticed it, so he answered very cautiously.

"Family," said Hagrid darkly. "Blood is important, no matter what you say."

Hagrid looked almost depressed at this point, wiping a drop of blood from his eye.

Hermione couldn't sit still anymore. She asked sharply, "Hagrid, where did you get these injuries?"

"What injury?" Hagrid tried to play dumb.

But Hermione is not Ron. She pointed at the face and said, "All of them!"

"Just some bumps and bruises," Hagrid tried to cover up. "I do rough work."

He didn't want to be questioned any further, so he put down his glass and was about to leave.

"Hey, look who this is?"

Malfoy walked in, his steps showing no regard for his relatives.

He stared at Harry and said sarcastically, "Potter, where is your little follower Weasley?"

"Malfoy, I'm in a bad mood today." Harry stood up and stared at Malfoy.

Neither of them gave way to the other, and Hagrid was delayed and stayed behind.

"Are you Harry Potter?"

A surprised voice sounded, and the white-haired man looked at Harry's forehead and shouted.

Harry turned his head and saw the man stand up and walk over to Harry and shake his hand.

"Xenophilius Lovegood, editor-in-chief of The Quibbler, nice to meet you."

Hermione also realized that this person was her target this time.

"Singing the Quibbler? That comedy magazine?" Malfoy shook his head and laughed, mockingly: "Potter, are you going to be a comedy star?"

"I'm not..." Harry was about to retort when Hermione pulled him back.

Hermione looked at Mr. Lovegood, "Hello, Mr. Lovegood, I'm Hermione Granger."

"I know you, my daughter's friend, Miss Granger, I'm here for an appointment." Mr. Lovegood was invited by Hermione.

This seemed to be solid evidence that Harry was about to become a comedy star in a comedy magazine, and Harry's face turned pale.

"Harry Potter, the comic star," Malfoy laughed.

Harry said irritably, "I'm not, Malfoy!"

No one can underestimate Malfoy's attack power.