Chapter 874: A Close Friend Who Lives in the Same Dormitory and Shares Hardships

Draco came back less than half an hour after leaving the house, and then returned to the room upstairs without saying a word.

Lucius and Snape were still sitting at the dining table chatting, only Narcisa noticed his abnormality.

As a mother, she guessed that something must have happened just now.

She came upstairs and knocked on her son's door gently, "Draco, can I come in?"

There was some panic sound from the room, followed by Draco's voice: "Of course, mom."

Narcisa opened the door and happened to see her son sitting on the bed hiding her hands behind her.

She frowned slightly, came to him and sat down, gently grabbed the hand he had hidden.

The back of the hand was a little red and swollen, the joints were rubbed, and the same was true for the other hand.

Narcisa aimed at the unclosed desk drawer.

She got up and walked forward slowly, opened the drawer and found the healing potion that was also hidden.

"Mom, I just--"

"Put the medicine first."

Narcisa's movements were very gentle, for fear of accidentally hurting her son.

Draco looked at her with his lips tightly pursed, very annoyed that he beat the two little brothers up and vented his anger before coming back.

Those two people with thick skin and flesh were injured first if they were strong.

After applying the potion, he withdrew his gaze with great guilt.

"Did you fight with someone just now?" Narcisa did not blame her tone, but was full of worry.

Draco was even more upset, "No, mom, I met Weasley and Wayne. After that, I was in a bad mood and beat Crab and Gole up."

Narcisa's eyes suddenly became cold, "Did those dirty wild kids bully you?"

Draco nodded honestly and shook his head, "It's not a question of bullying. The Weasley twins embarrassed me. Later I met Wayne and was teased by him for a while."

Narcisa's expression eased, but her eyes were still cold, "You must stay away from them in the future. If you have any problems, let Crab and Gole solve it. You are the heirs of the family, and those wild children are not worth it. You do it yourself.”

Draco knew the truth, but the Weasley twins were so sarcastic.

And Wayne, who can't beat him, would make a few jokes if he had anything to do.

I held back today. If I hadn't thought about it afterwards, how could I worry my mother because of the injury?

"Mom, I get it."

Narcisa's eyes became extremely gentle, and she tidied up the collar of her shirt for him.

"Your dad will be very busy for a while. If you are in trouble, you can ask Severus to solve it. He has promised your dad will take good care of you."

Draco said "um" softly.

He didn't think Snape would help him unconditionally. It would be a small matter of being beaten up. It would be a serious big thing to help.

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Opposite the tent of Malfoy's house,

The twins who just came back from outside are hyping up their "great achievements".

With a few words and actions, they broke Draco's annoying ghost.

"He clenched his fists tightly at that time and would give us some time."

"It's a pity that he held back later, otherwise we should be able to see foreign news reports today."

If Draco couldn't help but beat someone in front of foreign fans, no matter how powerful the Malfoy family is, no matter how good the relationship between Lucius and Fudge is, he would have to make a big blow to deal with this matter. .

Not long after Vincent came back, he heard a more exaggerated version from James's mouth.

"Fred and George were playing cards at the time, and the annoying guy suddenly came out of the crowd with a big swagger..."

His hair was torn to pieces and his clothes were torn into strips of cloth. Even if he didn't see the other party's new look in his own eyes, he wouldn't really believe this rumor.

Although Draco is so arrogant all day long, he is actually very good at judging the situation.

Even in front of a group of British wizards, they may not dare to hit people, let alone foreign wizards.

Unless the twins say too much and lose their minds completely, there is only a little possibility.

"Zhan, your ability to spread rumors is still as profound as before."

James curled his lips impulsively, "Lao Wen, how do you know that this has been processed by my art?"

Vincent gave him a blank look, "When did the big and small things happen in school have not been passed through what you call 'art processing', even you said I am an ambitious man who wants to stand at the top of Hogwarts, I haven't settled the score with you yet."

James touched his nose awkwardly, "Lao Wen, we are close friends who have lived in the same dormitory and shared hardships. You shouldn't be serious about me, right?"

"Hardship? What kind of hardships have been shared?"

"For example, silently enduring Neville's snoring together, and for example, I share with you the comic books I have treasured over the years, and for those love letters and gifts written to you."

Vincent was angry at him and laughed, "Okay, okay, as you say, we are indeed close friends who share the hardships."

James secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "That is necessary, our friendship lasts forever, and I want you to be the godfather of my future children."

Vincent shook his head laughed and cried.

He patted James on the shoulder, "Let's talk about it when you find your girlfriend."

Hogwarts does not prohibit students from falling in love, and they can still find a partner before graduation by working hard.

James used his hand to lift the short bangs on his forehead, "It's not easy to find a girlfriend in my image."

Vincent pretended to be about to vomit, "Zhan, I realized that you were even more stinky than Malfoy."

"What a stinky fart, I'm called self-confidence."

"Okay, actually it's just a stinky fart."

"I...I..." James had nothing to say.

Just then, Hermione, who had just gone downstairs, came over.

"What are you talking about?"

Vincent pointed at James, "Talk about whether James is confident or not."

Hermione looked at James who shook his hair with his hands again.

It's a bit stinky.

She looked at it carefully for a few more times.

"Uh...I think I'm a little narcissistic, not to the point of being stinky."

James became proud, "Did you hear me? Lao Wen, your vision is not good."

Vincent looked at Hermione and then said to James, "You are so kind. James is the kind of person who wants to brighten his sunshine. You can talk to him without any face."

James snorted softly, "Old Wen, don't slander me, at least I still have some knowledge."

"Yes, there are, but not many."

"It seems you talk more than me."

"It's more."

"Then you are similar to me."

Hermione heard the two of them start to hurt each other and couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckled.

She once felt that this relaxed and happy daily life was particularly far away from her. Now that she had escaped from endless learning, she found that something interesting always happened around her.

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