HP: Embrace the Darkness

On the first day of school, Hogwarts was very lively. The senior wizards who returned to school early were crowded in the corridors, chatting with their friends to share their holiday life.

Cedric, who had been recovering from illness for a long time, also returned to school, surrounded by a group of little badgers. You and I expressed concern and greetings.

Among the little badgers surrounding them were several out-of-place figures, whose platinum-blond heads and green eyes were particularly conspicuous.

Draco disliked Harry who was squeezed together with him, so he quietly bumped into him, and single-handedly knocked the Gryffindor who had barely squeezed in out of the encirclement, and came to Cedric himself.

Cedric was surrounded by so many people who were concerned about him, but his mind was not here. He only nodded and smiled in agreement, and his mind was full of when Artes would come to school.

He had not fully recovered that day, and there were still things he had to say.

"Hey! Are you blind?"

Draco, who had stood for a long time without getting any attention, cursed impatiently.

It would have been annoying to part ways with those two idiots Gower, and still have to be ignored.

What if I didn't want to take a look at the person Bara saved for Asses?

He will not suffer this injustice...

Who the hell dares to ignore him.

Draco bit his lip, swallowing the grievance that came up for no reason.

I really don’t understand why a Hufflepuff is so easy to surround. If you want to surround him, you should surround him.

He is Malfoy and the younger brother of Arthas.

Even though the proud Master Malfoy was sad, he still raised his head to prevent others from noticing.

Cedric was a little surprised by Draco's arrival, "Sorry, I was thinking about something very important just now. I didn't ignore you on purpose."

Draco resisted the instinct to sniff and snorted coldly.

"For the sake of your serious apology, I won't care about your neglect this time. If there is another time, I will make you regret it."

"I know he is domineering and threatening. He is indeed Master Malfoy. He is so majestic."

Discordant sounds came from the pushing crowd. Cedric looked over, but couldn't find the person speaking, and his expression became a little ugly.

Most students at Hogwarts know that Draco is Arthur's younger brother, and he naturally knows it too.

But in so many years at Hogwarts, this was the first time he had dealt with Draco head-on.

Draco's words sounded unpleasant in plain words, but when combined with his tone, they didn't sound unpleasant. On the contrary, they gave people a sense of being taken for granted.

It's not annoying.

Besides, he was the one who made the mistake first, Draco scolding him wouldn't be too much, not to mention it wasn't even a scolding.

Unable to find anyone, and feeling that the silent young master was in a wrong mood, Cedric did not waste any more time, stood up and spoke loudly to the crowd:

"You hide and say bad things about others. I think you are the one who is domineering and showing off your authority."

The crowd fell silent at Cedric's words.

Cedric waited patiently for a while, but there was no more sound from the crowd. The sound just now was like a gust of wind, making waves and then disappearing without a trace.

"Shall we talk somewhere else? Or right here?" In front of everyone, Cedric asked Draco's opinion in a low voice.

Draco was in a low mood and nodded indifferently, not knowing which suggestion he chose.

Seeing this, Cedric compromised the two suggestions, waved around, and persuaded the friends around him to leave in a few words to make room for their conversation.

Then, he asked Draco to sit down on the bench.

"Hello, what do you want from me?"

Draco glanced at Cedric weakly, showing no interest in his question, "You are my brother's friend, just call me Draco."

"Okay, Draco..."

Draco's talkativeness was beyond Cedric's expectation. While he was surprised, he also had great doubts about Draco's reputation at Hogwarts.

How is this so perverse and evil?

Not bad enough.

Cedric thought to himself.

Seeing that Draco was still depressed, he comforted him thoughtfully: "Don't pay attention to what that person said just now. You are not wrong. There is no need to question yourself."

Draco raised his eyelids but said nothing.

How could he question himself because of what the idiot said? He was just a little tired and didn't want to talk.

It's definitely not out of sadness.

The more Draco thought about it, the more annoyed he became. The air pressure around his body was low, and the thick black air almost appeared in its true form.

Cedric failed to comfort him, and the situation became even worse. He grabbed a handful of his hair in frustration and racked his brains to squeeze out a lot of words of comfort.

Unfortunately, it was of no use, so Draco moved to the side, his comforting words going in one ear and out the other, as if Cedric was farting.

Poor Cedric spoke so hard that he only got a look of disgust from Draco in the end.

Well, maybe he was looking in the wrong direction.

The indomitable Hogwarts warrior changed direction and continued to comfort.

"Actually, it's not a big deal to have disagreements. Even the closest family members will quarrel. We must learn to use communication instead of quarreling."

"So, is it a conflict with your family? Or a quarrel with Asseth? Or a quarrel with your parents?"

Cedric tried his best to find the reason for Draco's depression.

Noisy, too noisy, why is this person so noisy!

Draco wanted to hit Cedric on the head with a stick and give him a physical stoppage taught by Susanna.

But no, this is the life his brother saved and it cannot be wasted.

Gritting his teeth and acknowledging this tempting impulse, Draco moved another position, far away from the chatty Cedric.

"Can you please leave me alone? I don't want to talk now, and I don't want to listen to you."

This was the first time Cedric came into contact with Draco's inexperienced young master. He had no idea what to do and could only follow his wishes and sit quietly aside.

It finally quieted down.

Draco seized the opportunity to relax and stare at the clouds in the distance in a daze. He didn't want to think about anything, he just wanted to be in a daze and immerse himself in his own world.

But the less you think about it, the more you think about it.

The anger of betrayal surged up again, and Draco was even more annoyed. He wanted to go and slap those two idiots who betrayed him right now.

But seeing his thin arms and comparing Goyle and Crabbe's tall and bulky bodies, Draco was reluctant to give up this plan.

Artes is not here, and neither is Susanna. He has no one to protect him at Hogwarts, so he needs to be more stable, otherwise he will be the one who gets into trouble.

Forced to give up revenge, the young master kicked the small stones on the ground angrily.

Watching the small stone bouncing and bumping into another stone, I suddenly had an idea.

He looked at Cedric beside him.

"My brother saved you, right? Then should you repay him? He is not here, and he is my brother, should you repay me and help me?"

Cedric remained mute for a while, then nodded slowly after hearing Draco's crooked logic.

Draco clapped his hands and stood up angrily.

He, Draco Malfoy, would not suffer any injustice.