hogwarts rose

The one who spoke was a tall man who looked exactly like George.

Obviously, it was his twin brother, Fred Weasley.

There was only Oncasia standing beside him, presumably Harry and the others had already gone in to find a seat in advance.

"elder brother!"

Seeing that Oncasia became obviously happier, Triya ran a few brisk steps and threw herself into her brother's arms like a bird.

Fred looked at the brothers and sisters greedily, poked his own brother in the stomach, and asked in a low voice:

"When will you throw yourself into my arms like a little princess and call me brother?"

He was answered by an elbow from George.

"Look at my legs."

Triya delicately tugged Angcasia's sleeves, and turned sideways to try to make him notice the red marks on the back of her calves.

As expected, Ancasia saw it. He frowned and squatted down to take a closer look, and stood up again after confirming that it was not serious.

"what happened?"

Oncasia was extremely helpless, and Triya was lively by nature, always bumping into bumps without paying attention.

But she is still extremely delicate, but she can yell for her brother to rub and hug her whenever she is a little bruised.

"I accidentally bumped into Tria."

George answered the conversation with a guilty conscience. He bumped into the other party's sister or something when they met for the first time.

Hearing George's words, Tria immediately retorted,

"I forgot to walk away after I came out. I got in the way of Brother George."

Oncasia can probably guess the whole process of the matter.

With my younger sister's character, it's normal to stand there and sigh foolishly after leaving the partition wall.

It's all his fault that he didn't think of it immediately, otherwise Tria wouldn't have been hit.

He sighed, "Be careful in the future, you know, don't be stupid."

Oncasia rubbed Triya's hair, turning her long, smooth hair into a chicken coop.

Tria pouted unconvinced,

"You are the fool."

Ancasia did not refute, he combed the chicken nest he kneaded out a little bit, and picked up the box that had just been placed on the ground.

"Let's go, the train is about to start."

Triya followed Oncasia on the train, and the carriages were full of chattering little wizards.

George and Weasley were called away by their friend, a dreadlocked black boy named Lee Jordan.

It seems that their third grade seats are not here.

Oncasia originally planned to take Tria to find Harry, but before they found Harry, a small platinum head poked out from the front compartment.

"Tria, come and sit with me!"

Draco looked excited, and the aristocratic manner he always wanted to appear was forgotten by him.

He seemed to have forgotten all the anger he got that day at Mrs. Malkin's gown shop, and waved at Tria.

"Come on!"

Tria was also excited to see that beautiful light blond hair, she took Oncasia's hand and entered Draco's box.

This box seemed to be a little bigger than ordinary ones, and even the seats were covered with thick blankets embroidered with silver and green lace.

"How about Malfoy's exclusive box?"

Draco pulled Triya to sit next to him, and Oncasia sat across from them.

There were two tall and strong men sitting there, and the spacious seat seemed a bit cramped because of their presence, but Draco made them stand up with a look.

"Make room for my friend."

Facing those two big men, Draco was not so gentle, even harsh.

And those two big guys listened to him very well.

"These two are my squires, Goyle and Crabbe."

He pretended to be serious and introduced to Tria, but he couldn't hide the pride in his tone.

Gore and Crabbe left the box after nodding to a few people, and they probably had to find a new seat.

"You are so majestic."

Triya said it sincerely, although she felt that this kind of prestige was a bit like a bully kid in their elementary school.

But Draco obviously enjoyed the compliment, he raised his head and coughed twice.

"Second meeting, let me introduce you formally. I am Malfoy, Draco Malfoy."

This was said to Ancasia, the young master of the noble family extended his hand solemnly, with a perfect etiquette and reliability.

Uncasia somehow felt that her sister's new friend was a little cute, whether it was filling ice cream for her sister with a blushing face when they met last time, or introducing herself seriously and proudly now.

In fact, it is a bit similar to Triya, except that one is a proud little princess and the other is a stubborn little prince.

He also solemnly extended his hand, "Ancasia Black, nice to meet you."

The two people's hands were clasped together, and Triya rolled her eyes with a smile.

Brother and Draco are so handsome... Hehe.

"After buying clothes in Diagon Alley that day, my mother and I mentioned you. She promised me that if I had the opportunity, I would go to Black's old house to see if you were on the family tree."

Draco took credit for saying that Tria also mentioned to Oncasia that night that it was possible to find her biological parents. She didn't pay much attention to it, but Oncasia later inquired about the Malfoy family and their relationship in Diagon Alley. A thing about the Black family.

In fact, he has some guesses about his parents, but there is no way to prove his guesses yet.

Seeing that her sister didn't seem to be very curious, Ancasia just let it go.

"Please, Draco."

Uncassia gave Draco a gentle smile, and his sincere thanks earned Malfoy's proud eyebrows.

"a piece of cake."

The three chatted about Hogwarts for a while, and Draco seemed to know a lot about it.

He talked a lot about the four houses of Hogwarts, 50.00% of the time was boasting of Slytherin's excellence and glory, and 40.00% of the time was criticizing Gryffindor's recklessness and arrogance.As for the remaining 5.00%, he only mentioned the names of the other two colleges: Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and he didn't say much.

"Draco, is there room for me?"

Just when Draco was still talking about his family being Slytherins, a handsome boy knocked on the door of the box.

Even if the door is not closed.

The boy hugged a thick book, and he could vaguely read words such as potion and origin written on it.There was no expression on his face, and he stood there calmly.

Brown-black shattered hair covered his eyes a bit, but he could see how shockingly beautiful his pair of blue eyes were.

"Zabini pulled two witches into the box to flirt with him, I need a more normal environment."

He explained why he was here, and even the words of complaint came out of his mouth without any emotion.

"Sure, sit down, Theodore."

Malfoy was always generous to his friends. The boy named Theodore sat next to Ancasia. He didn't talk to him, and opened the book he was holding when he sat down.