Chapter 301 Draco’s Thoughts
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
Before the Chamber of Secrets incident, Master Draco had always been one of the most popular people at the Slytherin table.
As we all know, most Slytherins are good at forming cliques. The more powerful the family, the more followers their heirs will gather around them.
With the huge wealth and influence of the Malfoy family, Draco would be surrounded by a large group of people at any time to support him, especially the two fat guys Crabbe and Goyle.
But as the secrets of the Chamber of Secrets were revealed, and Lucius Malfoy was tried behind closed doors by the Ministry of Magic, the once prosperous Malfoy family suddenly fell to the bottom. Although not everyone cried out, it was inevitable that they would be beaten by other members of the family. Pure-blood wizard families that claim to be superior are shunned like snakes and scorpions.
It is not difficult to see from Draco's current situation that even Crabbe and Goyle, two former iron followers, hid in the crowd, wishing to stay as far away from him as possible.
Seemingly noticing Glenn and the others walking into the auditorium, Draco hesitated for a moment, put down his knife and fork, stood up and walked toward the crowd.
Harry didn't notice the details on the Slytherin table, and thought he was deliberately provoking him again. He didn't hide away, but just looked at him intently.
Draco came to a few people, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't delay our dinner." Ron glanced at him impatiently and said unceremoniously.
The young master looked at Glenn with a complicated expression, then at Harry, and said with difficulty: "Thank you for what happened before..."
Probably because he couldn't save face, his voice was very low, making it difficult to hear clearly.
"What did you say?" Harry frowned and asked.
Draco gathered his courage and said again: "Thank you for saving me from Riddle."
Harry was stunned when he heard this, not expecting that the other party would say such words.
"Don't listen to this guy's nonsense, Harry!" Ron said without thinking, "Who knows what bad ideas he has up his sleeve."
Glenn looked at the young master with a complicated face, and he had some guesses in his mind. Maybe this was his chance to clear his name and come ashore.
"You're not just here to say thank you, are you? If you have anything to say, just say it." Harry looked a little disgusted.
After all, after coming to Hogwarts for more than a year, Malfoy has always been against him. Naturally, he will not trust him so easily just because of a simple thank you.
Finally summoning up the courage to say thank you, Draco put down the burden in his heart and said frankly: "I have experienced a lot during this period, and I have thought a lot. This time I not only want to say thank you, but also I want to apologize to you for my immature behavior before. I'm sorry..."
He said, looked at Hermione and Ron again, and bowed slightly to them.
For the always proud young master of the Malfoy family, this action already showed great sincerity.
Not only to Harry and Glenn, but also to the "pure-blood rebel" Ron and "Mudblood" Hermione, whom he had always looked down upon.
This also means that after experiencing the warmth and coldness of life, his concept of "pure blood supremacy" that has been established since childhood is truly changing.
Seeing him like this, the trio all looked surprised.
After exchanging glances, Ron couldn't help but ask: "This is not something that the 'noble' Master Malfoy would say. Are you someone pretending to be someone?"
Draco couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard the title "Master Malfoy".
"I'm no longer a young master," he said, pointing to the young wizards on the Slytherin table. "Look at the way these people look at me. They wish they could get rid of each other and stay away from me. The better."
Only then did a few people notice that the young master, who was always cheering and cheering, didn't even have a follower around him, so he was all alone.The hardcore losers Crabbe and Goyle were mingling among the Slytherin crowd, pointing in this direction, their eyes full of disgust.
"Why is this happening? Did something happen to your family?" Hermione was kind after all and couldn't help but ask.
Both she and Ron looked puzzled, but Harry looked a little surprised.
He was also present when Lucius Malfoy was taken to Dumbledore's office, but due to the special circumstances of the pain in his scar, he didn't pay much attention to it, and he forgot to mention it to his two friends afterwards.
"The day I was controlled by the diary and entered the Chamber of Secrets, the Ministry of Magic conducted a surprise inspection of my family's manor and found some dark magic items there." He shook his head and sighed, "My father was also taken away by the Aurors. They believe he is related to the remnants of the Dark Lord..."
Glenn raised his eyebrows slightly, making a judgment in his mind.
From Draco's point of view, it is obviously impossible for him to know only this little content, but his behavior and eyes do not seem to be deliberately concealing it. It is probably because there are many people in the auditorium and they dare not say too much. Too detailed.
"In short, this is the reason. These people now want to stay as far away from me as possible, for fear that they will have anything to do with me and arouse the suspicion of the Ministry of Magic." At this point, Draco looked around and whispered: "About Regarding the specific situation, can we find a place with few people and chat alone."
Hearing what he said, Harry couldn't help but frown, obviously still having great doubts about him.
He subconsciously looked at Glenn, hoping that Glenn would make a decision for him.
"Okay." Glenn saw Harry's gaze and nodded: "After dinner time, we will meet at the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the fourth floor."
Ron seemed to want to say something else, but Glenn had already made a decision and he would not object. After all, facts proved that Glenn's decisions were often correct.
They returned to the long table of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw respectively, quickly settled down for dinner, and then climbed the stairs together to the agreed upon place.
Draco was already waiting in front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
There is still some time before the castle's curfew, and no one will come here specifically at this time, so it is more suitable to talk about some relatively secretive topics.
"If you have anything to say, just say it quickly. We don't have time to waste time with you here." Ron said unceremoniously without concealing his hostility.
Glenn patted his shoulder gently to signal him to calm down, and cast a slightly kind look at Draco.
From the young master's brief description, Glenn had already vaguely sensed that the Malfoy family seemed to be facing an unprecedented dilemma.
Draco hesitated for a moment and then spoke slowly.
"I need your help..."
As we all know, most Slytherins are good at forming cliques. The more powerful the family, the more followers their heirs will gather around them.
With the huge wealth and influence of the Malfoy family, Draco would be surrounded by a large group of people at any time to support him, especially the two fat guys Crabbe and Goyle.
But as the secrets of the Chamber of Secrets were revealed, and Lucius Malfoy was tried behind closed doors by the Ministry of Magic, the once prosperous Malfoy family suddenly fell to the bottom. Although not everyone cried out, it was inevitable that they would be beaten by other members of the family. Pure-blood wizard families that claim to be superior are shunned like snakes and scorpions.
It is not difficult to see from Draco's current situation that even Crabbe and Goyle, two former iron followers, hid in the crowd, wishing to stay as far away from him as possible.
Seemingly noticing Glenn and the others walking into the auditorium, Draco hesitated for a moment, put down his knife and fork, stood up and walked toward the crowd.
Harry didn't notice the details on the Slytherin table, and thought he was deliberately provoking him again. He didn't hide away, but just looked at him intently.
Draco came to a few people, looking like he was hesitant to speak.
"If you have anything to say, just say it, don't delay our dinner." Ron glanced at him impatiently and said unceremoniously.
The young master looked at Glenn with a complicated expression, then at Harry, and said with difficulty: "Thank you for what happened before..."
Probably because he couldn't save face, his voice was very low, making it difficult to hear clearly.
"What did you say?" Harry frowned and asked.
Draco gathered his courage and said again: "Thank you for saving me from Riddle."
Harry was stunned when he heard this, not expecting that the other party would say such words.
"Don't listen to this guy's nonsense, Harry!" Ron said without thinking, "Who knows what bad ideas he has up his sleeve."
Glenn looked at the young master with a complicated face, and he had some guesses in his mind. Maybe this was his chance to clear his name and come ashore.
"You're not just here to say thank you, are you? If you have anything to say, just say it." Harry looked a little disgusted.
After all, after coming to Hogwarts for more than a year, Malfoy has always been against him. Naturally, he will not trust him so easily just because of a simple thank you.
Finally summoning up the courage to say thank you, Draco put down the burden in his heart and said frankly: "I have experienced a lot during this period, and I have thought a lot. This time I not only want to say thank you, but also I want to apologize to you for my immature behavior before. I'm sorry..."
He said, looked at Hermione and Ron again, and bowed slightly to them.
For the always proud young master of the Malfoy family, this action already showed great sincerity.
Not only to Harry and Glenn, but also to the "pure-blood rebel" Ron and "Mudblood" Hermione, whom he had always looked down upon.
This also means that after experiencing the warmth and coldness of life, his concept of "pure blood supremacy" that has been established since childhood is truly changing.
Seeing him like this, the trio all looked surprised.
After exchanging glances, Ron couldn't help but ask: "This is not something that the 'noble' Master Malfoy would say. Are you someone pretending to be someone?"
Draco couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard the title "Master Malfoy".
"I'm no longer a young master," he said, pointing to the young wizards on the Slytherin table. "Look at the way these people look at me. They wish they could get rid of each other and stay away from me. The better."
Only then did a few people notice that the young master, who was always cheering and cheering, didn't even have a follower around him, so he was all alone.The hardcore losers Crabbe and Goyle were mingling among the Slytherin crowd, pointing in this direction, their eyes full of disgust.
"Why is this happening? Did something happen to your family?" Hermione was kind after all and couldn't help but ask.
Both she and Ron looked puzzled, but Harry looked a little surprised.
He was also present when Lucius Malfoy was taken to Dumbledore's office, but due to the special circumstances of the pain in his scar, he didn't pay much attention to it, and he forgot to mention it to his two friends afterwards.
"The day I was controlled by the diary and entered the Chamber of Secrets, the Ministry of Magic conducted a surprise inspection of my family's manor and found some dark magic items there." He shook his head and sighed, "My father was also taken away by the Aurors. They believe he is related to the remnants of the Dark Lord..."
Glenn raised his eyebrows slightly, making a judgment in his mind.
From Draco's point of view, it is obviously impossible for him to know only this little content, but his behavior and eyes do not seem to be deliberately concealing it. It is probably because there are many people in the auditorium and they dare not say too much. Too detailed.
"In short, this is the reason. These people now want to stay as far away from me as possible, for fear that they will have anything to do with me and arouse the suspicion of the Ministry of Magic." At this point, Draco looked around and whispered: "About Regarding the specific situation, can we find a place with few people and chat alone."
Hearing what he said, Harry couldn't help but frown, obviously still having great doubts about him.
He subconsciously looked at Glenn, hoping that Glenn would make a decision for him.
"Okay." Glenn saw Harry's gaze and nodded: "After dinner time, we will meet at the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the fourth floor."
Ron seemed to want to say something else, but Glenn had already made a decision and he would not object. After all, facts proved that Glenn's decisions were often correct.
They returned to the long table of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw respectively, quickly settled down for dinner, and then climbed the stairs together to the agreed upon place.
Draco was already waiting in front of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.
There is still some time before the castle's curfew, and no one will come here specifically at this time, so it is more suitable to talk about some relatively secretive topics.
"If you have anything to say, just say it quickly. We don't have time to waste time with you here." Ron said unceremoniously without concealing his hostility.
Glenn patted his shoulder gently to signal him to calm down, and cast a slightly kind look at Draco.
From the young master's brief description, Glenn had already vaguely sensed that the Malfoy family seemed to be facing an unprecedented dilemma.
Draco hesitated for a moment and then spoke slowly.
"I need your help..."
