harry potter book of crimes

"Malfoy, didn't you take a break from school? Professor McGonagall told us after the previous dinner, how is your... family?"

The first one to speak was Hermione. Although she didn't have any dealings with Malfoy, she was at least more tolerant than Harry and Ron. Those tit-for-tat confrontations in the past, in hindsight, were as childish as children playing with each other.

Under her guidance, Harry and Ron secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It's not that they didn't understand the current situation of the Malfoy family. Although they obviously didn't know much, they didn't know everything. Gryffindor House

Most of the young lions have this kind of character. When facing the weak, they often show compassion unconsciously.

That's right! Draco Malfoy is now considered the weak side, which makes Harry and the others secretly sigh.

"Are you sympathizing with me?" When Malfoy heard Hermione mentioning the situation at home, his heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. After a moment of hesitation, he felt a faint feeling

He turned away angrily and said, "I don't need your sympathy. You don't have to ask me such stupid...questions like this again."

His blond hair is still as meticulously combed as usual, and there is not even a wrinkle in the wizard's robe. This rigorous living habit that he has cultivated since childhood is just like his pride of being born in a pure-blood family.

Not far away from him.

But the so-called situation is stronger than people, and the downturn of his family has had a great impact on him. Even his usual arrogant words are gradually beginning to fade. The "foolishness" that cannot be fully expressed seems to be

A small microcosm of his current life, silently complaining about the heavy burden that those terrible accidents brought to him.

"Hermione is...well, she cares about you, right?"

Harry was Malfoy's old enemy, and he couldn't hear the insulting word that was almost blurted out. But the other party took it back in time just in the middle of saying it, which really made him wonder whether he should or not.

Be angry about this.

"It's okay -" Hermione stopped Harry, indicating that there was no need to argue with Malfoy again at this time, "Okay, I can apologize - we won't ask again. I just want to know,

Why did you come to us this time?"

"I wanted to meet some people, but I didn't know where to find them," Malfoy pondered for a moment, then said expressionlessly, "Then I thought about it and thought you must know, so I rushed over right away.

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"You don't know but we do?" Hermione asked confused, "Who are you looking for?"

"Dumbledore founded an organization in the past to fight...Voldemort." Malfoy paused again before saying the name that had been tabooed by wizards for many years. "Members of that organization were also active here before.

But until Voldemort failed recently... I think you should understand, now I need to see them... yes, right now."

"You want to meet the members of the Order of the Phoenix?" Ron asked with a strange look on his face, "Why are you meeting them? Do you want to apologize to them? Or do you want to repent for the bad things you did in the past?"

"What bad thing have I done? I let Crabbe and Goyle beat you up a few times, but is that considered a bad thing?"

After Malfoy heard this, he immediately pushed him back. It was obvious that although he had restrained himself a lot, he still couldn't bear it when he was subconsciously ridiculed by Ron. The blond Malfoy family

They have a feud with the red-haired Weasley family. One side is proud of the pure blood, while the other side is the shame of the pure blood. It is probably impossible for these two families to live in peace in this life.

"Hey! Malfoy, you-"

Ron was obviously aroused by Malfoy, and he gritted his teeth for a while, wanting to rush forward and punch him twice.

"Okay!" Hermione waved her hand again and said with a frown, "Malfoy, we understand what you want to do, but why do you want to see them? Without explaining it, I don't think we can get them.

His identity was revealed."

Malfoy returned his eyes to Hermione, no longer looking at Ron's provocative posture. But he seemed very hesitant, and after a while he actually shook his head.

"I don't want to say more about the reasons," he took a deep breath and said slowly, "I can only assure you that I will not do things that I shouldn't do, and it doesn't make sense. I'm looking for them this time.

, I just want to ask them a few questions and confirm one thing with them."

"Then I'm afraid we won't have to talk about it," Hermione shook her head decisively. "Many of them are inconvenient to reveal their identities, which is one of the reasons why they always insist on keeping it secret. This is actually unnecessary.

If I tell you more, I believe you will understand the truth."

"Really?" Malfoy's expression remained unchanged. He just closed his eyes slightly and thought for a moment, then nodded immediately, "I understand, so be it..."

After saying that, he suddenly turned around and wanted to leave with steady steps.

"Well...wait a minute," Hermione didn't know what she thought of. She suddenly stopped the other party with words, "Logically speaking, it shouldn't be up to us to decide whether they want to see you or not. I will send you an email now.

Letter, if you still have time, just wait here... let them decide whether they will see you or not, okay?"

"Hermione?"

When Harry heard this, he immediately cast a questioning look at her, and Ron also looked over.

None of them understood why Hermione suddenly changed her mind. Writing a letter was not a big deal, but... was it really necessary to spend so much time on Malfoy?

"It's just a question for him, it's no big deal, right?" Hermione turned her head and explained quickly, "Although the Malfoy family has always been arrogant, they are definitely no longer arrogant. And for the current low point,

The Malfoy family, maybe Lupin and the others will find some special value."

"What the hell is it worth?" Ron muttered quietly.

Hermione glanced at him and shook her head slightly.

"Didn't Maka also choose to take advantage of Malfoy's father? Maybe this will be of some benefit to the Order of the Phoenix." When she saw Malfoy turning around, she further lowered her voice,

"We're probably the same here - we're just asking for him, what's the harm?"

"You decide."

Harry shrugged, but stood still, not wanting to look at Malfoy's face again.

Although he did this because he disliked Malfoy from the bottom of his heart, it was more out of discomfort. It was actually a very strange feeling, as if he wanted to see the person who had nothing to do with him at the beginning.

He was like a sarcastic little Slytherin snake, which made him start to wonder if he was the so-called "masochist".

"I'm waiting here, you go write a letter——"

While they were talking, Malfoy had already returned to Hermione, who immediately stopped talking.

"You...you can come in and sit for a while. I don't think anyone will come out to deliberately embarrass you now."

Hermione looked around and found that the corridor was naturally dark, and there was no place to sit. As a girl who thought she was broad-minded enough, she thought she might as well let Malfoy sit down in the common room.

Wait, so as not to make people think that their Gryffindors don't know how to treat guests.

"No need," Malfoy refused her kindness without appreciation and urged dryly, "You go quickly! Don't worry about me..."

Hermione, Harry, and Ron looked at each other for a few times, then nodded slightly, then turned and returned to the doorway behind the Fat Lady's portrait.

"You actually want to invite him in to sit here? What do you think of him? A friend or a distinguished guest?" Ron looked a little angry and said with a dissatisfied look on his face, "If he wants to stand in the corridor as punishment, let him stand!

"

"Stop talking nonsense," Hermione waved her hand nonchalantly, walked quickly to the round table where she had been reading, and took out a small piece of parchment from her big bag, "Well... you said, do you want to

Why don’t you send a letter to Maka too?”

"Then we have to borrow another barn owl," Harry said, suddenly looking at the magic wall clock on the wall, and immediately reminded, "It will be lights out time in a while, and the west tower is not far from here.

It’s close, is it too late?”

"It shouldn't be a problem," Hermione thought for a while and said, "But there's no need to rush the letter to Maka. I can write it slowly in a while. I just have something I want to talk to Maka about, so I can write it along this time.

tell him……"

As she spoke, she picked up a quill, dipped it in ink, and started writing.

Hermione's handwriting is not bad, not to mention gorgeous and elegant, at least it is neat and clear. In addition, her mind is always quick in thinking, so this letter asking about Lupin was finished in a short time.

"Okay!" Hermione folded the parchment and stuffed it into the envelope. Then she picked up her wand and taped the seal gently to stick it together. "Let's go! Let me lend you Hedwig."

——”

"What's the use of? My Hedwig is not an object!" Harry took the envelope directly and followed Hermione and Ron out to the corridor again.

Their hurried back and forth made the other little lions in the common room very curious. But curiosity was curiosity, and they had no interest in getting together to find out more about that annoying guy Malfoy.

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"Let's go! Malfoy, you can follow us to the Owlery," Hermione greeted him, "Or you can continue to wait here?"

"I'll go too." Malfoy said without hesitation.