Vol 2 Chapter 1116:

"We did not occupy it!"
A Slytherin girl stepped forward, and Fanlin vaguely remembered that this was... Well, the chairwoman of the Girls’ Student Union. Obviously, Dumbledore didn’t want Hogwarts to divide from the inside, otherwise there would be a better candidate for this position. Alternative, for example, Hermione?
"We didn't drive them away, but they couldn't come by themselves." The girl said, there was no bad attitude Fanlin expected in her words, but this could not solve any problems at all.
"But they..."
"They are just a bunch of cowards!" A familiar voice rang out to Fanlin. Not long ago, several people in Fanlin overheard the conversation between the voice owner and Bo Jin.
"What are you talking about, Malfoy?"
"I said, they are just a bunch of cowards, Weasley!" Draco said disdainfully, with a playful expression on his face, "They are afraid..."
"Who is afraid of? You?" Ron answered politely.
"At least it's not you, Weasley, you are like a joke, but I am a bit lazy now..."
"Correct your attitude, Malfoy!" the Slytherin girl taught, "As the prefect of Slytherin..."
"Oh, I'm not anymore!" Malfoy said nonchalantly, "Actually, you think this is funny Alia?"
"You are not anymore? What do you mean?"
"This prefect is a child's toy, but I don't have time to play with you right now." Malfoy said, looking at Fanlin coldly.
"And you, Al, you and Potter better be careful."
"I can understand, is this a threat?" Fanlin looked at Malfoy interestingly, and it seemed that the trust that Voldemort had given made Draco a bit swelled.
For a moment, all eyes were hit, Fanlin could clearly feel the hostility from Slytherin.
This is not unusual.
He is a Gryffindor, and there is a big contradiction between the two academies. What's more, the recent limelight between him and Harry is really too great. With the arrogant Slytherin character, it is naturally not. Tolerable, it feels like seeing a child from someone else’s family in the mouth of the parent. This thing itself has an aggressive nature.
"I'm just warning."
"Then I want to warn you too, Draco." Fanlin said, "You better listen to your parents and don't do that..."
"I don't need you to control what I do, so, is there anything else for you?" Malfoy said. "Perhaps you can let those cowards come in and sit if they will..."
...
The weather outside the train window was as uncoordinated as the whole summer; they passed through sections of cold fog, and then drove into the faint and clear sunlight. At the moment they were under a clear spell, the sun above their heads was clearly visible, and at the same time, Hermione Van Lin and Ron finally entered the carriage.
"I wish the dining car came soon, I'm so hungry," Ron said eagerly, and he sat down on the seat next to Harry, rubbing his stomach. "Hi, Neville. Hi, Luna. Guess what?" He turned to Harry and said, "Malfoy did not perform the duties of the prefect. He was just sitting in the carriage with the other Slytherin guys, we just I saw it when I passed by."
Harry sat up straight with interest. Malfoy would never let go of an opportunity to show his prefect's power, and he has abused this power to dominance throughout the last year.
"What did he do when he saw you?"
"Same as usual," Ron said nonchalantly, and made a rude gesture. "But it's not like him, right? Well—it did that—" He gestured again.
"But why didn't he bully the freshmen in the first grade?"
"I don't know," Ron shook his head. "He said he thought it was a child's playhouse, and then he threatened Fanlin."
"That's not a threat, Ron." Fanlin said nonchalantly. In his opinion, it was just the expansion stage that Draco had left Lucius and entered.
Harry listened quietly, but his head turned quickly.
Doesn't this mean that Malfoy is thinking of something more important than bullying the younger students?
"Maybe he missed the Investigative Action Group more," Hermione said. "Since I did that, the prefect has seemed very boring to him."
"I don't think so," Harry said, "I think he was—"
But before explaining his views in detail, the door of the box was opened again, and a panting third grade girl came in. "I'm going to give these to Neville Longbottom, Varyn El, and Harry Bo-Porter," she stammered, her face flushing when her eyes met Harry. She passed two rolls of parchment tied with purple ribbons.
The three people took the scrolls with their names on them in confusion, and then the girl stumbled out of the box.
"What is this?" Ron asked when Harry unrolled the scroll ~EbookFREE.me~an invitation letter," Harry said. "Harry, if you can enjoy the carriage with me for lunch, I will very happy. Yours sincerely. f. Professor Slughorn"
"Who is Professor Slughorn?" Neville asked, looking at his invitation letter in confusion.
"The new potion teacher," Fanlin said, thinking of Slughorn's bad club. Obviously, Slughorn was going to return to his old business, but how did he know his name?
But thinking about the recent reports carefully, Fanlin is naturally not so entangled, and he is not even a little famous.
"Well, I think we should go, right?"
"But what does he want me to do?" Neville asked nervously, as if he would be locked up.
"I don't know," Harry said, actually he had already guessed a bit, although he couldn't prove his hunch was correct.
"Listen to me," Harry said with a thought, "We walked over in the cloak of invisibility so that we could check Malfoy halfway down to see what he was doing."
This made Fanlin a little worried for Malfoy. Obviously, Harry was very energetic, and Dumbledore's overall acceptance made Harry into a state of excitement.
He was now the main force against Voldemort. Naturally, Harry would naturally be linked with Voldemort or Death Eaters in anything that happened, especially when facing his old opponent, Draco was a man who had serious suspicions.
There is no reason for Harry to let Draco go, especially the section of the Bokimbock Magic Shop. You know, all the time after this, Harry put all his energy on this.
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