Harry Potter and the Candy Factory

After leaving the compartment where Harry and Ron were, nothing else piqued Draco's interest.

Therefore, instead of wandering around, Draco directly led Goyle and Crabbe back to his own compartment.

After settling their luggage, he continued to concentrate on studying the contents of his book.

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The Hogwarts Express was like a comet streaking across the night sky, pulling carriages filled with the future new blood of the British wizarding world, galloping past the fertile and beautiful fields, the sparkling lakes, the misty mountains, and the secluded and quiet forests...

For Goyle and Crabbe, who were riding the Hogwarts Express for the first time and witnessing such scenery, it was simply a dreamlike scene.

It also filled them with the most beautiful anticipation for their future school life, and waves of excitement surged in their hearts.

Under the influence of these various factors combined, Goyle and Crabbe naturally couldn't sit as still as Draco, obediently waiting for the train to arrive at Hogwarts.

After only sitting with Draco for a dozen minutes, their thoughts had gradually become uncontrollable, flying tens of thousands of miles away from the small compartment.

They glanced out the window from time to time, then looked at each other, scratching their heads and cheeks, as if this small carriage contained all the discomfort in the world, and it was an unbearable torment to stay quiet for even a few hours.

Finally, accompanied by a series of "gei, gei, gei" giggles after the two whispered in each other's ears, Draco couldn't bear it any longer.

He took a deep breath, slowly raised his head, and cast a cold gaze at the two people sitting opposite him.

Instantly, as if feeling the chill conveyed in Draco's gaze, Goyle and Crabbe shuddered, hurriedly straightened their backs and sat upright again, burying their heads carefully like quails.

Although, given their appearance, making such a posture was simply too abstract.

"Are you very idle?"

Draco rubbed his forehead, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he sized up his two followers again and again.

He couldn't help but wonder if it was the right choice to find two not-so-smart idiots to be his followers.

"Uh, no..."

"Actually, we..."

The two subconsciously reached out to deny Draco, but as they spoke, their voices gradually lowered, until in the end, before a sentence was finished, their voices had completely disappeared.

"Sigh..."

Draco sighed, looking at the two idiots in front of him, he couldn't even get angry.

He had no choice but to lower his head again, resuming reading where he had been interrupted.

With his other hand, he waved towards the compartment door as if shooing away flies.

Then, in an impatient tone, he urged,

"Go wherever you want, as long as you don't continue to disturb me here, do as you please, and leave quickly."

Hearing Draco's words, the two people who had been shrinking immediately raised their heads again.

They carefully sized up Draco, who had lowered his head again. Although they agreed with his suggestion a hundred and twenty percent in their hearts, they were afraid that Draco's face would turn dark if they really went out...

They glanced at the already open compartment door, and for a moment, they were caught in hesitation.

Fortunately, just as the two were hesitating, Draco's next words gave them ample motivation.

"Three seconds. If you're still here after three seconds, you can review the specific test points for first-year Potions with me."

As soon as these words came out, the effect was immediate. Even before Draco had finished counting down,

The two hundred-and-fifty-pound fat guys sprang up as if they had springs under their butts, and in the blink of an eye, they disappeared from Draco's sight.

With the two running away as if fleeing for their lives, the surroundings became quiet again, without the slightest noise.

In the entire compartment, apart from the occasional whistling of the wind outside the window and the rustling of the pages he was turning, there was no other sound.

"Huff... finally quiet."

Draco breathed a long sigh of relief, leaned back on the backrest again, and muttered to himself, a smile also rising on the corner of his mouth.

...........

In the corridor of the Hogwarts Express, Goyle and Crabbe, who had run out of the compartment as if fleeing for their lives, finally stopped and breathed a long sigh of relief.

The two looked at each other, and in each other's eyes, they saw a tacit understanding.

"Really... Draco seems like a different person."

Crabbe spoke first, his voice sounding somewhat depressed.

"Yeah..."

Goyle nodded in heartfelt agreement.

"It's all Charlie Black's fault... he's made Draco completely unlike Draco!"

After saying this, the two fell into a moment of silence.

Suddenly, Goyle blurted out again,

"Hey... Vincent."

"What?" Crabbe turned his head and glanced at his childhood friend, his fleshy eyebrows also raised slightly.

"Do we really still have to follow him?... I feel that at Hogwarts, he will only become more and more boring."

Goyle's expression was serious, showing no hint of joking.

"Are you serious?" Crabbe's voice carried a hint of surprise, but he didn't react too much, perhaps he had also thought about this question in his heart.

"But you know... Dad and Uncle Crabbe said that we must and..."

"Yeah! Yeah!"

Goyle waved his hand impatiently, took over the words that Crabbe hadn't finished, and continued,

"Let us be Draco Malfoy's followers, they follow Lucius Malfoy... as long as all of us stay on the same side as the Malfoy family, we will have a bright future!"

As he spoke, Goyle breathed out a turbid breath through his nose, and said to Crabbe without concealment,

"To be honest, if it wasn't for this, I wouldn't carry his luggage and be his lackey!"

"You know, I've long been fed up with his arrogant face..." Saying this, he seemed to have remembered something again, his resentment deepened again, and his tone unconsciously rose a few notches, complaining again,

"And I'm actually not stupid at all!!! My dad has praised me for being smart since I was little! I'm just a bit bigger! ! !"

"Hey! Keep your voice down, be careful not to be heard by Draco!"