hogwarts rose

"He's Theodore Knott, we've known each other since we were kids."

Theodore, immersed in the world of books, just raised his eyes and nodded as a greeting, then lowered his head again.

"A boring potions maniac."

Draco shrugged, Theodore had always been like this, not much of a negotiator.

"My brother likes potions too."

Tria stared curiously at the book Theodore was holding, and finally saw the cover clearly:

The Making of Potions: Origin of Materials and Analysis of Matter

Just looking at the title is a headache.

Oncasia was very interested. He asked Theodore, "Would you mind watching it together for a while?"

Theodore didn't speak, but the book moved in the direction of Oncasia.

is the default.

Oncasia just watched it with Theodore so naturally, she didn't even care about chatting with her sister.

"Two boring potions freaks now."

Tria complained to Draco in a low voice, in exchange for a look of approval.

"Let's go play with Harry."

When half of the people in the box are studying, the remaining two children who don't want to study have to find a way to have some fun for themselves.

With Oncasia's acquiescence, Triya slipped out of the box with Draco.The two wandered from the front of the train to the end of the train, and finally found Harry sitting in the pile of snacks.

On the way, they also saw a boy looking for his toad, but because Triya hated ugly animals like toads, they didn't come forward to help.

"Harry!"

Harry was stuffing candy into his mouth with a red-haired boy when the two entered.

Harry looked happy to see them coming, he swallowed with difficulty, and pulled the two of them to sit down.

"Ron, they are my good friends, Tria and Draco."

Harry tried to introduce Tria and Draco to his new friends, but this Ron joke seemed odd.

After hearing Draco's name, he laughed unabashedly, and a lot of biscuit crumbs fell out of his mouth.

"Why, do you think my name is ridiculous?"

Draco was obviously angry, his beautiful brows were tightly frowned, and he looked a little vicious.

"Red hair, freckles, second-hand robes, no need to ask, it's a Weasley."

He seemed about to continue with some sarcasm, but was interrupted angrily by Tria.

"you are nasty!"

Tria's eyes were red with anger, because her skirt was covered with biscuit crumbs from Ron's spray, and there were some on her legs.

She had been waiting for Ron to apologize, but the other party didn't even look at her, but kept staring at Draco with a disgusted look.

Wouldn't he be embarrassed at all?

Laugh at other people's names at will, and don't talk about hygiene at all.

The most annoying thing is that this bastard might be George Weasley's brother!

How can this make sense?

The furious Triya glared at Ron fiercely. It wasn't lethal at all, but looked completely aggrieved.

Tria swung a dozen of them to clean herself up, and now everyone saw the biscuits that Ron sprayed on Tria's legs.

The more she thought about it, the more angry Triya couldn't sit still, she always felt that her legs were still not clean.

"I'm going to report to brother George!"

She ran out after letting go of her cruel words, and it was too late for Harry to stop her.

Being interrupted by Tria, Draco's anger calmed down a bit, and he said coldly:

"What a pure blood shame."

Also left the box.

The two people left in the box looked at each other, Harry was extremely embarrassed, Ron was indeed a little rude, but what Draco said was also too much.

As for Triya, he glanced at Ron worriedly.

"I heard that Tria loves to be clean, and she may be angry for a long time."

Ron was still a little dazed at first, but he immediately became angry again after hearing this.

"Is there a virus on me? And when did George become her brother!"

Harry didn't know what to say, and he didn't want to lose this enthusiastic new friend, so he kept silent.

Ron was still babbling, "That Malfoy family is not a good person. I heard that his father is a Death Eater, a subordinate of the mysterious man. Everyone in Slytherin is a supporter of black magic, and I will not die." Slytherin..."

Harry was a little disappointed listening to Ron's chatter. He really hoped that Ron could become good friends with Tria and the others, but it seemed difficult.

Hope Tria doesn't cry.

Thinking of Tria's angry red eyes before she left, Harry was even more depressed.

After getting out of the box, Tria, with red eyes, walked towards the third-grade area. She vaguely remembered that Lee Jordan took George and Fred to that direction.

Tria walked for a while, but in fact she had no idea which box George was in.

Maybe she should go back to her brother, but she doesn't want to disturb his reading.

The sad Triya knocked on the door of the box closest to her, and the door was quickly opened.

The door was opened by a tall, handsome boy with a big smile.

Tria asked him in a low voice:

"Excuse me, is this the third grade car?"

The boy seemed surprised to see a little carrot knocking on the door. He knelt down and held Triya's hand with a very gentle voice.

"This is the third grade, what happened? Why are you crying?"

The boy took out a neatly folded handkerchief from the robe, and gently wiped Triya's tears.

Only then did Tria realize that she was crying, and she wiped her eyes carelessly with the back of her hand.

"I, I want to find George Weasley. Do you know where he is?"

This boy seemed to be a very kind person. He said something to his partner in the box, closed the door, held Triya's hand, and said:

"I think I can take you to him."

Triya nodded, looked up gratefully at the boy who was a head and a half taller than herself, and felt that the students at Hogwarts were friendly and kind.

"If you need help, please come to me anytime."

The boy seemed worried about Tria's condition, but he didn't dare to ask her why she was crying.He just told Tria very tactfully.

"My name is Cedric Diggory. There are quite a few people who know me at school. It's easy to find me."

This was probably the first time that Cedric felt that his reputation was useful. This little carrot who suddenly appeared to ask for help looked extremely pitiful.

There were big tears as soon as they fell, but it could be seen that she was trying hard to endure the grievance.

The nose and eyebrows were red, wondering if some Slytherin idiot had bullied her.

Maybe it's Gryffindor's brash and not necessarily.

Not knowing why she went to Weasley, Cedric thought wildly that he might be more reliable than that prankster.