Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 12 Lovely Hermione

Who else could come besides Harry?

In fact, Harry had already heard Hermione when she knocked on the door and asked questions. Originally, he wanted to get acquainted with Hermione after she came in, but who knew that Malfoy suddenly appeared, and he was still in such a role that he didn't deserve to be beaten.

Not wanting to see Hermione sad, Harry immediately came out of the room, and then saw the petite figure who was about to cry.

Like a weeping grass, trembling under the raging wind dominated by Malfoy.

"It seems Malfoy needs training." Harry's eyes flickered.

Malfoy suddenly felt a gust of cold wind coming from behind him, blowing straight to his bones.

Just when Malfoy felt that the voice of the person who came was familiar, he shivered angrily when Harry ignored him.

"Who are you? Do you want to help this Muggle?" Malfoy shouted.

Harry turned around and said with a smile: "Isn't this the not-so-cute little brother I met in Diagon Alley?"

Malfoy blushed, because he was angry at Harry's words. He looked at Harry angrily, it was him, this person in Diagon Alley...

"Hey, I am a naturally kind person, how about it? Little Lala."

Malfoy, whose IQ was obviously not as good as Harry's, finally understood: "Who are you calling me, my name is Draco Malfoy, and I am from the Malfoy family. Do you understand what Malfoy represents?" Malfoy

As he spoke, the anger disappeared, and instead his face was filled with pride.

He snorted disdainfully and said, "My dad..."

"Stop, stop..." Harry interrupted him, "I don't know who your father is, and I don't know how powerful your family is, but you always walk with your nostrils pointing up. What's wrong with me calling you 'little drag'?

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"You...I am Malfoy!" Malfoy has never experienced this since he was a child, so he can only emphasize his identity by being strong on the outside and strong on the inside.

Harry said: "I really don't know that the founder of the Malfoy family, which has a history of thousands of years, is a half-blood. I also don't know that the Malfoy family, which now considers itself a pure-blood family, has secretly been intermarrying with Muggles. I really don't know.

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Malfoy's face turned pale and he couldn't help but take two steps back.

In a verbal war, Malfoy is no match. Malfoy feels that his weakness has been controlled by others and he will never win, so...

He turned away and said fiercely: "Let's go." Malfoy and his two followers were about to make a strategic move.

"That's right, I'm definitely not afraid of him anymore. I will definitely find my place back." Malfoy felt a surge of anger in his chest, "The great Malfoy will not be defeated!"

"Wait a minute, don't you think there's something missing before you leave?" Harry said casually, standing in front of Malfoy and looking down at him.

"What." The anger seemed to dissipate immediately.

"Of course I apologize to Miss Granger."

"How is it possible, let me ask someone..." Malfoy said in disbelief.

"Hmm..." Harry frowned slightly, stared at Malfoy, and hummed softly, making Malfoy frightened and afraid to continue.

"I...I'm sorry." Malfoy said quickly with his eyes closed, and then strode away.

"anything else?"

Malfoy stopped and asked angrily: "What else?"

"Apologizer, are you apologizing to me?"

Malfoy glanced at Hermione and said through gritted teeth, "Miss Granger."

"Good performance." Harry nodded with satisfaction and patted Malfoy on the shoulder: "We are all classmates, and our relationship must be good. Do you understand?"

Malfoy swore he had never seen such a hateful smile!

"You haven't left yet, what are you waiting for?" Harry asked doubtfully.

Malfoy froze for a moment and almost ran away. The two patron saints behind him quickly followed him.

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"Um, thank you..." Hermione smiled.

"I think I would like this smile better if you waited until your eyes were dry before giving it to me," Harry said.

Hermione looked shy.

Harry looked at the fearful little fat Neville standing behind Hermione and thought: "This is also a problem child!"

"Neville, right?"

"Ah, ah, yes, what's the matter?" Neville asked timidly.

"I want to talk to Granger. Can you go back to the box first?" Harry said softly, "Why didn't I see Neville's hidden bravery? He even had to speak so quietly."

"Oh, okay, I'll go back first." The little fat man lowered his head and left.

The little girl lowered her head and could only see her thick hair. "Let's go." Harry said.

"Why should I listen to you when you didn't even ask for my permission?" Hermione thought in her mind, but her legs kept following Harry, which made her even more angry with herself.

"Wow" Harry opened the door and walked in, "Come in."

Hermione stood at the door and looked in: "Is it just you?"

"Yeah, what do you want to do to me?" Harry looked horrified and crossed his arms.

Hermione:O__O “…

Hermione walked in and sat across from Harry. "So you don't want to do something weird to me." Harry looked relaxed, but there seemed to be a sense of disappointment in his tone.

Hermione's head was full of black lines: "Who wants to do something strange to you?" "What do you want to tell me?" Hermione looked at Harry and asked.

"I just want to be alone with you for a while."

"……I am leaving."

"Haha, just kidding, my name is Harry Potter, what's yours?"

"Didn't I tell you just now? Well, which Harry Potter are you?"

"Isn't there only one Harry Potter? The one who beat Voldemort until he cried for his father and mother."

"Oh, it turns out it's you, the one who is very famous in books such as "The Major Events in Modern Magic" and "The History of Dark Magic"." Hermione was so weak that she was not shocked, only feeling like her idol was shattered. She felt so tired...

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"What's that expression on your face?" Harry said dissatisfied.

"Dong dong" Someone knocked on the door outside.

"Come in," Harry replied.

A woman with a nice smile and dimples opened the door and pushed a trolley in: "Do you need some snacks?"

"I do not need it, thank you"

"need."

Harry glanced at Hermione in surprise. She was staring curiously at the various strange snacks in the car. However, after hearing what Harry said at the same time, she turned and stared outside the window, as if there was something very attractive outside.

It’s something that belongs to people, and I said angrily, “I don’t want it anymore.”

A smile appeared on Harry's face: "I think we need some snacks to pass the time." Then Harry picked around in the cart and bought a lot of things, including Bibi's multi-flavor beans, cakes, licorice wands, and some more

Strange food, enough for a gold galleon, filled the private table. The salesperson closed the door and left.

"So despicable, so shameless." Hermione scolded Harry in her mind, still staring out the window. It was obviously what I wanted to buy, but now he was eating in front of me. He must have done it on purpose.

"Well, what is this?" A bag of snacks suddenly appeared in front of Hermione.

"No, there's half of you in this." Harry leaned forward and looked at Hermione's profile.

"Who eats your food?"

"I understand, you want me to feed you, right? Really, just tell me no." Harry hit Hermione on the head with a snack.

"Asshole, who asked you to feed me?" Hermione turned her head and glared at Harry, snatched the snack, opened it, and didn't care what was inside, grabbed a handful and stuffed it into her mouth, chewing hard, as if

It's Harry.

"How cute!" Harry said suddenly.

"Uh..." Hermione was stunned for a moment, and then chewed the food harder, like sworn enemies.

Luo Bei: I really want to make Hermione more lovable, but I am too useless... 555555...