Chapter 57 No one understands Malfoy better than me (please read)
"That may have to wait," Harry said.
The twins looked at each other and asked in unison: "Why?"
"After all, if you do it once, you can explain it as unintentional. If you do it again, it will look like you are deliberately playing a prank on the professor." Harry shrugged.
"You're right," the twins said happily, "There are no classes today anyway, 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 towards the Great Hall, Harry looked up and saw Hagrid dragging a large fir tree towards the Great Hall.
At Hogwarts, only Hagrid could drag a huge fir tree with pure muscle.
"Need any help? Hagrid?" Harry asked loudly.
Hagrid's big furry head emerged from the edge of the fir tree, with a kind smile on his face: "Thank you, no Harry, please go back to the Great Hall."
Harry was not polite to him, turned around and walked into the auditorium.
It's a pity that Sprout didn't return the biting cabbage to him. After all, that cabbage was the culprit who bit the back of Professor Quirrell's head.
"Hi, mate." Ron had already gotten up: "Do you know where the pot of biting cabbage is? Neville is going crazy."
"It has been confiscated by Professor Sprout." Harry replied: "I accidentally fell while holding the pot of cabbage, and the cabbage flew out and bit Professor Quirrell on the back of the head."
Ron leaned back tactically and looked at Harry with wide eyes.
After a long while, he said dryly: "Cool..."
It's really cool. I originally thought that cabbage was an ornamental plant, but I never expected that it was actually used to bite the professor.
Since it was approaching the holidays, the little wizards' hearts became wild.
They who originally would sit in the auditorium and pretend to study by themselves could no longer pretend. They all happily discussed with each other in the auditorium what they were going to do during the holidays.
After lunch, Harry remembered his agreement with Miss Farley and left the auditorium.
"It's so annoying." Hermione scratched her head anxiously. She originally wanted to study in the auditorium for a while.
When she looked up, she saw Ron playing wizard chess with Neville.
"Look at you, you play wizard chess every day, how pathetic!" Hermione began to lecture Ron.
Ron bulged his lips and said unconvinced: "What else would I do? Today is a day off! 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, "It's you, Ronald, but Harry said that when we come back from vacation, we will arrange for practical training for the two of us. , are you familiar with the spells? ”
"Of course I'm familiar with it," Ron said confidently.
"Then let me ask you, what is the spell of the Stunning Curse?" Hermione asked.
Ron suddenly got stuck. He hiccupped for a long time and couldn't remember what it was.
"Let me ask you again, what is the spell that breaks the body?" Hermione asked again.
"Uh..." Ron racked his brains and couldn't remember what this 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 this!" Ron said happily, "You used it on Crabbe and Goyle on the train!"
Hearing Ron's words, Hermione smiled happily.
However, Ron's next words made her hang her head feebly.
"What's the spell?" Ron scratched his head in embarrassment. He grabbed the Coke can next to him and took a swig.
"Drink less Coke, it's not good for your teeth." Hermione reminded, "My dad is a dentist, this is what he once told me."
"It doesn't matter." Ron said, "There is a teeth-healthy potion in the wizarding world. Haven't you heard of it? It's very useful. The one who advertises the teeth-healthy potion is our Principal Dumbledore."
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"If you don't tell me, I have forgotten it, but is that tooth-strengthening potion really useful?" Hermione also remembered the teeth-strengthening potion she saw in the potion book a few days ago, "If it is useful, I think I should buy some and take them back, so that my father’s dental clinic business will be better.”
Ron said nothing, grabbed the Coke and took another sip.
"Weasley." Draco's annoying voice rang out.
Seeing that Harry was no longer beside them, Draco became nervous again.
"Malfoy?" Ron grabbed the coke and turned around to see Draco's pale and thin face.
"Looking at what you're holding in your hand, it should be a Muggle drink, right?" Draco said very harshly, "Sure enough, you are as depraved as your family. Not only do you make friends with... people of Muggle origin, It’s truly a shame for a pureblood to use Muggle stuff.”
Ron's face turned red, and he held the Coke can and was about to smash it.
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However, Hermione held him down and retorted: "Oh? Really? I really 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 with a frown.
"You don't know?" Hermione covered her mouth in an exaggerated manner: "Oh my God, the ancestors of the Malfoy family were comrades who worked with the ancestors of the Weasley family to suppress the goblin rebellion. Don't you know this?"
"I, I..." Draco suddenly stuttered.
Could this mudblood be telling the truth? Draco thought to himself.
But that's not right. I never heard my father mention it.
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Draco frowned and retorted: "How could you, a Muggle-born witch, know about our Malfoy family?"
"Oh, it seems you really don't know, how pitiful you are." Hermione stretched out a finger and scratched her face: "It's such a shame that you don't understand your own family as well as a Muggle-born witch. You're so shameful." The Malfoys are in disgrace!”
Hearing Hermione's words, Draco immediately became red-blooded.
The point is not Hermione's sarcastic attitude, but her words that "Muggles don't understand Malfoy as well as Muggles."
shame! This is simply a shame!
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Draco retorted: "If this is the case, how could my father not tell me? I think you must be talking nonsense to protect your little boyfriend!"
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Hermione took out the book, banged it on the table, and read Cassandra's story to Draco.
Draco endured the discomfort and leaned forward. The precise description in the book made him suspicious.
If it was true, how could the Malfoy family not write about such an honor?
If it is false, 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.
This woman's authority in the history of magic is probably only rivaled by that of Hogwarts' legendary Professor Bobbins.
"Go back and ask your father, Malfoy." Ron also began to sing along with Hermione, "Just ask him if there is a woman named 'Cassandra Malfoy' in the Malfoy family... Ha, I really can’t believe that the Malfoy family, which is known to value family the most, turned a blind eye to such a woman with a glorious history. I really don’t know who is the pure blood shame!”
Draco broke the guard.
He no longer choked with Ron, but turned around and left angrily, planning to find out what happened to his father when he went home tomorrow.
(Ask for monthly ticket)
(End of chapter)