Ron tilted his head, he didn't see it, the short Harry in front of him looked soft and weak, and just that moment made him feel a trace of "fear"...

If Dudley had witnessed this scene, he would have given Harry a "reasonable" explanation for his actions...

"Infancy" creatures, while suffering "care", instinctively want to take this "feeling" for themselves.

This is similar to the instinct of "food protection" in the animal genome....

Young Harry, he didn't want anyone to spread his "attention" around his cousin...

This feeling is normal.

After all, in the world Harry grew up in, he was ridiculed at school.

At home, he was beaten and scolded by Uncle Vernon, only his cousin was the best for himself...

Actually...

Harry didn't hate Hermione, he just instinctively felt that if Hermione had more contact with her cousin Dudley, he didn't want this to happen...

Although I don't know why I get bored....

Harry was also very entangled!

For a while... He looked at Ron and said

, "I'm sorry Ron, I think it may be because Cousin Dudley has been closed recently, and I don't have anything good to do, I was too worried and took out my anger on Hermione..."

Ron patted Harry's shoulder very understandingly:

"It's okay Harry, you don't have to think about it, when my sister was sick, there was no one at home to take care of me alone, and then the first time I waited for my brother to come back..... I questioned him....

I've felt this way too...

All in all, it's not a big deal.

If we really don't care, we can go to Hermione afterwards and apologize! "

Uh....

Well....

Harry nodded silently.

In fact, he has always had a "mystery" in his heart, what is the "bad temper" that has just burst out of his heart?

Why does my forehead "hurt" at that moment....

Now after calming down.

Even without Ron's explanation, Harry felt like he had just questioned Hermione.

I am a little "fierce" and terrible....

It seems that I was like myself at all....

Forget it, don't want to!

Harry scratched his head, he said he wasn't going to care about such insignificant things.

His cousin's physical condition is what he is most concerned about.

"If Ron's cousin Dudley's health still doesn't get better today, I'll take the initiative to bring the Potions teacher to his side to help take a look!"

Although my cousin would be very disgusted by my approach, I think this may be the best solution..."

Ron looked at the way Harry was talking to himself, and understood his concern, and took the initiative to reach out and gently pat Harry's shoulder.

One after the other, the two soon arrived at Hogwarts, in front of Gryffindor's dormitory.

Harry looked at the fat lady painting in front of him.

The fat lady oil painting is tilted to look at the two little wizard figures in front of her:

"Little wizards..... If you want to enter the dormitory, you must first say the door opening order!

Harry said decisively,

"Spinach fairy!"

The fat lady's body leaned forward slightly, and the door of the mural room opened outward.

Harry lifted his foot and wanted to step inside the dormitory.

But at this moment, his arm was grabbed.

Harry frowned, his wrist slammed hard to break free from the other's tug, and turned to look behind him.

"Hehe, the temper is not small!"

Clark spoke with an evil smile.

Goyle clapped his hands:

"I don't see it, your small body is not small!"

How.......

Didn't you hear Master Draco greet you just now?

Harry looked at the two people in front of him, both of them fat and thin, both slightly taller than himself.

They were dressed in wizarding robes peculiar to Slytherin.

"What are you doing?

This is Gryffindor's dormitory!

Ron took the initiative to stand beside Harry, and seeing his friend suddenly found fault, he immediately planned to step forward to defend it.

"Hmph! What do we do?

Is it your turn to speak?

Not three, not four..... Weasley?

At this moment, Clark and Goyle separated.

Behind them, a blonde child stood in the center, his face expression was a little ruffled, although his facial features were handsome, but just a glance made people feel a pressure.

"You are Draco?"

Harry spoke, he knew the man in front of him.

But don't everyone call him Malfoy...

Ron leaned into Harry's ear and said

, "Harry, Draco is his first name and Malfoy is his last name, I think it's better for us not to conflict with them."

After all, Draco's Malfoy family..... Compare....."

Stop, you don't have a thing?"

Is there a place where you can speak?

Malfoy stepped forward and reached out and poked Ron's shoulder.

Ron's face flushed, he gritted his teeth lightly, and for a while he reluctantly stepped back.

"Hmph! Sure enough, it's a waste thing!

The reputation of the pure-blood twenty-eight family has been completely tarnished by people like you!

Malfoy looked at Ron with a sneer.

"Stop!"

It was then that out of the corner of Malfoy's eye he saw Harry standing sideways in front of Ron.

Harry's eyes were dark, and there was an imperceptible "meaning" in his eyes.

"What did you just say!?

Malfoy?

Have the ability to say it again!?

Harry's voice was low, and he felt that the "anger" that he had calmed down in his heart before was inexplicably "boiling" again...

The forehead began to ache again...

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