HP: The New God from Hogwarts

Following the direction indicated by Taowu, Draco walked through the woods alone and headed towards the Weasley family's tent.

It was still early, and the early morning sun was still hidden in the thick clouds. The light could not penetrate and only cast a soft golden edge on the edge of the clouds.

The fog had not yet dissipated and the forest was still a little chilly, but his palms still retained the warmth from having been held just now.

According to the characteristics described by Tao Wu, he easily found the Weasley family's tent. As soon as he approached the dark brown leather tent, he heard laughter coming from inside.

It seemed that the fat Mr. Weasley had made some joke, and Harry and the Weasley sons were laughing heartily.

It was completely different from the desolate atmosphere in the Malfoy family tent.

Although he always looked down on the Weasley family's poverty and vulgarity, Draco was truly envious at this moment.

He stood at the door of the tent, unable to take the step to go in. He put his hands in his pockets, clenched his fists, clenched them, and slowly released them, repeating this several times until beads of sweat appeared on his palms.

His mind was already replaying the sarcasm and ridicule that Ron and the Weasley twins had shown him after he stepped into the Weasley territory. Perhaps Mr. Weasley, who had never gotten along well with his father, would even chase him out with Potter's flying broom.

Thinking of this, he began to feel like backing out.

Otherwise, let's go back.

While he was still hesitating and struggling, he heard Arthur's voice: "Remember to stay away from the Malfoys and the Notts. I heard from Amos that he saw some strange people go to find Lucius Malfoy and Andre Nott. They are definitely up to no good!"

Then Ron's cheerful laughter was heard: "Got it, dear Mr. Weasley, at most you can just hit old man Malfoy's smooth forehead with the cauldron like you did in Flourish and Blotts."

"Oh, little Ronnie is right, I happened to bring the cauldron!" This was the voice of one of the twins, and Draco couldn't tell whether it was Fred or George.

"Great, Fred, I brought one too, this one can hit old man Nott on the forehead!"

Then there was a burst of joyful laughter.

Draco clenched his fists at the door, his face flushed red. Without hesitation, he turned around and walked towards another path away from the Weasley tent.

Draco Malfoy was immune to such humiliation.

He did not return to the Malfoy family's base immediately. There were too many Death Eaters watching him there. If he went back, he would only become a bargaining chip for those guys to threaten his parents.

After the last Death Eaters' night raid on Malfoy Manor, Narcissa wanted to draw a clear line between herself and the Death Eaters.

He was just wandering around the first camp aimlessly, waiting for Tao Wu to come back.

There were many tents in the camp, so the paths between the tents were very narrow. Some five or six-year-old children from wizards' families were running on the bumpy paths with toys bought from a magic shop in their hands.

Their parents were busy chatting or doing other trivial things and did not follow them. They just shouted at them not to run too far.

A boy was holding a model of the Golden Snitch in his hand and was dodging his brothers who were chasing him. He accidentally bumped into Draco and fell heavily to the ground.

"I'm... sorry." The little boy seemed very afraid of him. He sat on the ground and apologized to him timidly.

There was a particularly obvious gray stain on Draco's black tuxedo, and according to his usual temper, he was already furious with the child.

But he remembered Harry's style of work that was usually praised by others, the very bad reputation of the Malfoy family among ordinary wizards, and their current situation of being attacked from all sides by the Death Eaters.

And the pain of my mother wanting to speak but not being able to speak every night.

He suppressed his temper and pulled the boy up from the ground. His proud and awkward personality meant that he would not comfort the child like Harry or Tao Wu.

He just said stiffly: "Watch out when you walk, don't knock your teeth out."

The boy was stunned for a moment, looked at him in surprise, said thank you in a muffled voice, and ran away with his brother.

Children don't mind their words too much. Draco heard the brother's voice: "I was scared to death. I thought that Malfoy was going to attack you. I heard from my father that the guy's father was a Death Eater!"

"It's all your fault, brother!" The little boy's voice came, and Draco saw the child looking back at him, "But this Malfoy doesn't seem as bad as Mom and Dad described."

Draco lowered his head, his hair covering his eyes, and laughed at himself. Just as he was about to move forward, his eyes swept across the front and his blood froze.

He saw a man in a black robe standing behind a black tent, giving him an evil and disgusting smile.

He was a Death Eater who was not on the Ministry of Magic's record. He had seen through the window this vicious guy using the Cruciatus Curse on Dobby in the garden.

Just because Dobby didn't want to kill the white peacock in the garden, he tortured the unfortunate elf in this way.

That afternoon he hid behind the thick velvet curtains and watched Dobby writhe and thrash on the grass like an electrocuted fish.

After Narcissa used the Disarming Charm to interrupt the other party's torture, the man looked at her with vicious and murderous eyes, which made Draco upstairs break out in a cold sweat.

Now, Draco immediately avoided the other's gaze, turned around and ran, but unexpectedly ran into a wall of flesh.

The black leather material made Draco's heart sink to the bottom. He heard the ghostly voice:

"Master Malfoy, where are you running to? Your aunt, Madam Lestrange is looking for you."

Draco felt his legs trembling violently, and he almost fell to the ground. The words he tried to speak were trembling: "I still want to hang out here, not go back yet."

The man's cold eyes fell on his face: "Children who don't listen to their elders will be punished."

When the ghost-claw-like blue-white hand was about to grab his arm, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side and slapped it away with a crisp sound.

Draco looked around in surprise. Harry was standing beside him at some point, looking coldly at the man in the black robe.

Then he heard Harry's explosive speech.

"Sir, ugly people shouldn't interfere in the affairs of handsome guys."

On the other side, Tao Wu lifted the curtain of the Sniffing Tent and walked directly in: "Why did you lie to me!"

Newt was standing in the middle of the room, looking at her with a smile on his face, as if he had expected that she would come to call him to task.

"I can explain..."

But Tao Wu didn't give him a chance to explain. She grabbed his tie and pulled his body closer to her.

Newt's eyes widened.

A touch of sweet softness fell on his lips.