Chapter 120 Draco Malfoy's Autobiography

I, Draco Malfoy, am a noble Slytherin.

I never believed that there would be a wizard who dared to refuse Malfoy's friendship, even if he was the savior, not even Harry Potter.

The story began on July 31st, when my mother went to buy books for me, leaving me alone in Madam Malkin's robe shop.

This was the first time I left my mother, which was a bit embarrassing to say. I almost wet my pants and my face lost color. Fortunately, a little wizard wearing ill-fitting clothes came at this time. His clothes and styles were very fashionable. The only drawback was that they looked old. Maybe he was as poor as the annoying Weasley, so poor that he could only wear old clothes, or was not favored?

I condescended to ask him a few questions. The bad thing was that he couldn't answer the first few questions. Could he be a mudblood?

But fortunately, the last question made me sure that his parents were wizards. Fortunately, no, why am I happy?

So, I even told him my opinion of others, such as the rude Hogwarts servant. Hey, this guy actually refuted me and told me his opinion - Hagrid is very smart and so on.

Very good, this aroused my attention.

However, I soon put this guy behind my mind. A report attracted my attention. The youngest son of the Weasley family, our family's enemy, actually drew the rarest gold card - the devil's passport.

So, on September 1, when school started, I asked around and finally found the Weasley family's carriage.

Then, fate made me meet that guy again. I almost forgot my purpose and only knew to make a formal invitation to that guy. The poor ghost of the Weasley family interrupted all this. I even flew out for some reason, as if it was because, because, forget it, it doesn't matter.

Later, the bad impression that guy had of me should be instilled in him by the poor ghost of the Weasley family after I flew out. Damn it!

After getting off the bus, while I was still feeling unhappy for some reason, I found out that the guy was Harry Potter!

Haha, he is indeed a friend that Draco Malfoy values! I am really amazing!

What made me even happier was that Harry Potter actually got into Ravenclaw instead of Gryffindor, so I didn't have to worry about it - no, that's not right, if he was Gryffindor, I would break up with him!

However, it's a pity that Ron Weasley, that poor guy, also got into Ravenclaw. Is he a super bubble gum? Damn guy!

Then, the darkest moment of my life appeared.

That day, on September 2, Monday, in the Herbology class, I once again invited Harry Potter to be my friend, and I even introduced my name in full.

However, Ron Weasley actually laughed at my name, my noble name with a dragon, and this poor guy with freckles on his face was worthy of it! Harry Potter actually rejected me directly, well, if you make an enemy of me, that's the beginning of your bad luck.

However, the sloppy professor of the Herbology class stopped all this.

I thought I would always keep my hatred for Potter, but our dean, Professor Snape, my father's friend, openly brought a guy who looked more like a pig than Crabbe and Goyle.

With the help of the Sorting Hat, I began to know that Harry Potter actually lived a life worse than that of a house elf. Damn Dumbledore, he must be afraid of Harry, and Harry had magic that even Peeves dared not approach him.

So, he was so easy to deceive, and was led astray by Weasley's guy, Dumbledore's lackey. Damn, if I had invited Harry the first time I met him, it would have been better.

That way, he would have a friend worthy of him.

Then, I broke the news to Rita Skeeter, and everything that happened in the following days really proved my guess. Harry was a natural savior. Quirrell, the stutterer, was a professor after all, but he was defeated by Harry twice. Dumbledore even taught in person, wanting to further observe and influence Harry.

Finally, the Daily Prophet was published. Unfortunately, Harry still didn't believe it.

That's right, for a person in hell, how could he refuse the first hand of friendship and the first ray of sunshine?

However, I was still very angry. The Weasley twins dared to threaten me. I was saved by the poor Weasley, Percy!

I was very angry. I challenged Peeves and was beaten up. The Bloody Baron saved me.

I was very angry. I warned Dudley, the mudblood, and was almost beaten up. Fortunately, there were Crabbe and Goyle. They finally came in handy.

However, the previous conversation with Dudley and my inner thoughts were all heard by Harry Potter. What should I do? I want to die!

A week has passed. Today is Monday. The morning class is Herbology. Damn it, I can't hide. I have to meet Harry again.

So, in the Herbology class on Monday, Ryan saw Draco Malfoy who had been hiding aside and didn't dare to come over.

"Harry, look, that's Malfoy." Ron pushed Harry, who was also hiding behind, with his elbow.

"Okay, I've decided." Harry encouraged, and then he strode towards Malfoy.

"Hi." Harry said.

"Hi." Malfoy said.

"Well, I--" Harry said.

"I--" Malfoy said.

"Malfoy, let's be friends, as long as you stop slandering Ron and insulting his family." Harry said.

"Only this, I absolutely disagree, Potter, I don't need you as a friend, don't you understand, the Weasleys are all Dumbledore's lackeys, hasn't Dumbledore hurt you enough?"

"Potter, Potter, what do you think." Malfoy said stubbornly.

"Kids, what are you doing?" Professor Sprout asked vigilantly, this is not the first time, these two guys always make trouble in the Herbology class, even with Professor Sprout's good temper, he can't help but wear tinted glasses on them.

"No, professor." Draco and Harry said in unison, and then laughed at the same time, all the barriers seemed to disappear in this laugh.

When Harry returned to Ravenclaw, Draco Malfoy waved his hand for the first time.

"Draco, do you agree?" Crabbe asked doubtfully, this guy who bullied Malfoy after gaining power in the original world line, set the Fiendfyre and finally burned himself to death was not as stupid as he looked on the outside, although he was also stupid, but he also clearly saw the change in Draco's attitude.

"Nothing, this is Harry Potter." Draco Malfoy answered the question irrelevantly.