Chapter 818
Chapter 818 Fanwai – Malfoy Fanwai!!
“Harry Potter also has a younger brother, you remember to stay away from him!”
At the end of August, my father told me in the study.
I looked at him suspiciously.
“Why befriend Harry Potter, his brother ~ and stay away?”
“Of course, his origin is unknown, who knows how this kind of person appeared, even Severus is not sure whether to believe him or not, you better stay away from him!”
Dad looked a little disdainful.
I know he looks down on that Harry Potter brother, but why should he look down on him?
“A person who can’t even inherit the fallen Potter family is estimated to have no ability, and we don’t need to befriend him!”
Dad told me calmly.
I looked at him and nodded.
Also.
On the train, I took Tiger Rab and Gao You Fa to find Halipite.
“I heard Harry Potter is in this compartment, and I was about to see what he looked like!”
I opened the compartment door.
To my surprise, the Harry Potter inside, I actually saw, was the boy I deliberately bullied that day.
Thinking about the situation that day, I was a little weak-hearted.
After all, I humiliated people, how could people make friends with me? But at least I have to try, I didn’t succeed, what can Dad do with me? So I held out my hand.
It was Malfoy’s friendship, and I wanted Harry Pitt to be a little more serious.
Before Harry Potter could react, a red-haired guy sitting inside let out a mocking laugh.
I look over.
I saw his red hair.
Dad told me that red hair is a sign of using Si cuisine.
Weiss’s family has many children who can’t afford to raise, and they are all poor eggs.
He even wants to befriend Harry Potter?
So I despised Weiss.
I wanted Potter to understand who he was better suited to befriend.
Potter rightfully slapped my hand away.
I huffed and turned to leave.
When he left, he scolded Harry Potter in his heart for having no eyes.
Why can’t Malfoy compare to Weiss’s cuisine?
I’m not angry.
Staying in my carriage didn’t stop, pulling Goyle and Crabbe to despise Harry Potter and despise Wess dishes.
Pansy is too.
She is a pretty girl, but she has a bit of a brain.
And a little nerd.
She always liked me and loved dangling around me.
I didn’t hate her, but I didn’t like her either, and I thought of her like Crabbe and Goyle.
Pansy didn’t see it at all, I was such a smart kid, and we were halfway down the train when we heard that Miss Betsy Greengrass had had an accident with a child.
Speaking of Betsy Greengrass, I thought of the kid who used to say everyone is equal in Diagon Alley.
Who does he think he is? Or equality for all?
Laughed me to death.
I didn’t tell my dad about it, after all, he would only say that I was talking to a Mudblood.
Who would have thought that I was just trying to trip that Miss Betsy Greengrass
Who made her reject me at so many people’s proms?
I, the young master of the Malfoy family, I can dislike her, but she can’t refuse me, that’s my guideline.
Even if I heard that she is very famous, who makes me the young master of the Malfoy family, what can she do with me?
I thought with a sneer.
Then came to Hogwarts.
Hogwarts is so-so, not as fun as my manor. The sorting hat was not on my head, and he called Scottrin.
I’m proud.
He glanced at Harry Potter with disdain.
This guy must be Hufflepuff, look at his stupid look.
Pity.
Harry Potter entered Gryffindor.
I looked at Gryffindor with a smug look and said disdainfully.
“Even if they had Potter? Slytherin has me, Malfoy will definitely get this year’s House Cup. ”
Crabbe and Goyle kept nodding.
Ah, can’t they be smarter?
Forget it, who let their dads follow behind my dad, it’s a tradition, I can’t let them go.
Besides, they are quite tall, and they are quite bluffing when they go out.
I thought disdainfully.
Then I heard McGonagall call Darren Potter.
I remember.
It was that Harry Potter’s younger brother.
There are many people who know the news, and everyone looks at the past.
I didn’t look at all.
How could Harry Potter’s younger brother come to Slytherin? Dumbledore, that old thing, should not want to.
Who knows.
“Scottrin!”
The Sorting Hat shouted.
I was stunned…
Thought I heard wrong.
I saw a red-haired guy walking towards me.
Hey?
This is the guy who told me in Diagon Alley that everyone is equal?
Darren Porter?
My smile gradually welled up.
I have a lot of grudges against Harry Potter, and now I have to vent on him.
Looking at his pitiful appearance, he should be a good bully, right?
Thinking of his sharp and well-behaved appearance in Diagon Alley, I decided that I must bully him well!
I saw him walking towards Scottlin with a lost soul.
I quickly let Goyle next to me get out of the way, this guy sits next to him, I can clean him up!
Sure enough, he sat here.
I fought him.
Hey?
No response?
He was still sad there.
I was disgusted and fought him again, and wanted to say something that had always pierced his heart.
I thought about it all and said that he didn’t want anyone.
This must make him cry angrily, right? Who made him hate him that before?
By the way, he also has an older brother who is tired of time.
Harry Potter, no, should be called Scarhead!
Looking at the way Scar shows off with his scar on his head, I really can’t feel good about him
I fought Little Potter again.
Little Porter looked at me with red eyes, and then he turned his head and looked at me again.
Ah!
This kid, didn’t he know about the Malfoy family’s beatings? I was furious.
When watching him eat, I deliberately threw him a chicken paw to shame him from eating it.
Vomit!
I almost threw up.
I looked at him with an incredulous expression.
Is this guy crazy?
Why did he even eat this? Is he a starving ghost reincarnated?
But how did I find out he was absent-minded? He wouldn’t be sad because of Scar, would he?
Is scar that good?
My second monk was confused.
But I really can’t think of any way to toss him, forget it, let me eat and eat before cleaning him up.
Tonight, Scaitlin has a prefect tryout, and I don’t think this guy knows about it.
And he’s a guy from the Muggle world, I don’t know too much, I can definitely take him up!
Hahaha!
The thought of holding Scar’s brother for a meal, I even ate fragrant!
