Chapter 54: Draco Malfoy

　　 The weather can be said to be terrible.
　　 It was still pouring rain outside the window, although it was not too late just after class, it was already dark as if ink was splashed
　　 The floor of the basement also vaguely became a little wet. This made Matthew think that his bedroom would be flooded?
　　 Fortunately, it doesn't seem to be.
　　 came to the entrance of the Slytherin common room, he touched the head of the big green snake, and whispered the password: "Above the glory!"
　　 The giant snake let go of the tail that it had bitten in its mouth, squirmed slightly, and opened the door of the Slytherin common room.
　　 Unlike the dark outside, the common room is bright and cheerful.
　　 The green fire from the fireplace reflected the soft armchairs, and everyone sat in the chairs reading, chatting, and doing homework.
　　 "Good evening, Matthew!" Someone offered to greet Matthew Wickfield.
　　 It has been almost a month and a half since I joined Slytherin College. Even some senior students are at least familiar with Matthew.
"good evening!"
　　 greeted them while he went back to his bedroom.
　　 There are a lot of people in the bedroom this time, which is relatively rare, because Crabbe and Gore rarely stay here.
　　 Matthew ignored them, went straight back to his seat, and then opened the parchment of "after-school practice" content.
　　 The above content shows that tomorrow (Saturday) they should have participated in the after-school practice of the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts and Professor Rozier... But because of the illness of Professor Rozier, this after-school practice was temporarily cancelled.
　　 This is good news... Thinking of the extremely bad weather outside, Matthew couldn't help thinking. In such bad weather, indoors are fine. If they participate in the outdoor "after-school practice", they will definitely lose at least a layer of skin.
　　 In addition, there is a note from the owl on the table.
　　 Matthew opened it, and it was sent to him by Horace Slughorn—
　　 The content on the note is very simple, that is, Slughorn notified him that the slug club's Sunday night gathering has been temporarily cancelled indefinitely; when it will resume, he will notify him separately.
This is quite normal. Two Slytherin students were attacked after the club ended. Even if Principal Grindelwald had promised that there would be no more attacks, Horace Slughorn did not dare Take this risk again...
　　 Matthew rubbed the note and threw it away.
　　 At this moment, someone in the bedroom whispered his name
　　 "Wickfield..."
　　……
　　 "Huh?" Matthew Wickfield blinked slightly and raised his head.
　　 This voice, without a doubt, does not belong to Crabbe, Gore or Nott.
　　 Of course, it is also a very familiar voice, and its owner is Draco Malfoy.
　　 When he returned to the dormitory earlier, Matthew didn't pay attention for a while, and Malfoy, the last roommate in the dormitory, also returned.
On the first weekend of school, Draco Malfoy was taken to the school hospital because he was attacked by a mysterious magic item; now in mid-August, he can finally be discharged from the school hospital and continue his "normal" life. Up.
　　 "Hello!" Matthew glanced at Draco Malfoy and said softly.
　　 The boy used to be paler, but after this "catastrophe", he became more haggard.
　　 Matthew saw him at first sight, as if he had seen Professor Troca.
　　 And from Malfoy's eyes, Matthew noticed an emotion-that is "fear"!
　　 In fact, this kind of emotion can be seen in the eyes of Nott, Crabbe and Gore before. It's just that the three of them feared themselves, it seemed that Draco Malfoy was not as "deep".
　　 The two boys just stared at each other without speaking.
　　 "What's the matter, Malfoy?" Matthew asked lightly.
He didn't show Draco Malfoy any good face, although the reason why the other party stayed in the school hospital for more than a month had something to do with him; but he did not forget that the other party was entering the school hospital. Before, those "what they did"...
　　 Malfoy's face seemed to struggle for a moment--
　　 "Sorry..." he said softly.
　　 "Oh?" This time, Matthew's turn was a little surprised: "What's the matter?"
　　 If Draco Malfoy is now holding his fist and trying to avenge himself, Matthew may still feel normal; but now Matthew is not afraid of him...
He can take out his wand at any time to give Malfoy, Crabbe, and Gore each a petrification spell; a student who has almost no class, plus two famous crane tails for the whole class, even if they add up, it will definitely not Will be his opponent.
　　 "I'm sorry..." Malfoy stammered: "I was...in the afternoon..."
　　 He recounted what he had done before.
　　 The general behavior is basically the same as that which Principal Rozier and Matthew said that afternoon.
　　 "I'm very sorry!" Having said everything, Malfoy seemed to relax a little.
　　 But he still looked at Matthew very nervously...or rather than nervous, but fearful.
　　 seemed to hesitate for a moment, he bowed down towards Matthew.
　　 Crabbe and Gore, the two big guys, UU Read www.uukanshu.com also hurriedly walked to Malfoy and bent down towards Matthew together, looking a little funny.
　　 Knott on the other side seemed to be unable to sit still... He also trot over and joined the ranks of the three.
　　 "Is that right, I actually know it." Matthew said flatly.
　　 He didn't show any "excitement" about it; he didn't show any "moving" either.
　　 "So...what exactly happened that day, do you know?" He looked at Malfoy and asked casually.
　　 "I don't know..." Draco Malfoy shook his head: "I don't remember anything... I think about the situation that afternoon, I just feel terrible... terrible, very terrible..."
　　 "Does that matter have anything to do with you, Wakefield?" Then he asked in a low voice.
　　 "Maybe!" Matthew shrugged, "I don't know either."
　　 "So...can you forgive us?" Draco Malfoy asked again, looking at Matthew with very expectant eyes.
　　 Matthew did not directly answer the question: "The past, let's pass... well, I'm going to write my homework for transfiguration class!"
　　 The other four boys drew back with interest.
　　……
　　 Matthew Wickfield took out the letter paper, ink and quill pen.
　　He was a little emotional
　　 What kind of pedigree theory is nothing more than a guise... to judge the situation, respect the "strong", and follow the "strong", I am afraid this is the "ambition" of Slytherin, the real meaning!
　　 He suddenly understood why Tom Riddle, who was born in an orphanage and was just a mixed blood, could finally become the "Dark Lord"!