HP's return to innocence

This was definitely the dullest trip. Pansy and Blaise looked cautious, and the two big men also bowed their heads hard, reducing their sense of existence.

After all, Drake won the most points for Slytherin throughout the school year, and if they won the Academy Cup, Drake would be the biggest contributor.But they missed the academy at the last moment in the most unfair way.Probably everyone thinks that Drake will be the saddest, right?

Draco was helpless at their cautiousness, but contrary to what everyone thought, he was the fastest recovering Slytherin.After all, although loss is inevitable, he is actually mentally prepared.

It can even be said that he has never worked hard for Slytherin to win the Academy Cup, and the extra points he got are just a by-product of achieving certain goals.

The train stopped, and the students got off one after another. Pansy did not follow the Slytherin habit of waiting for the outside to quiet down before acting.Instead, as soon as the train stopped, she pulled down her suitcase and walked out.Of course, the boys couldn't let a girl run out by herself, crowded with the seventh graders outside, and they all started to move with her.

However, when Dracula opened the door of the box, he found that the door of the box was blocked—Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom were standing at the door, but they were not pushing their luggage carts. In the direction of one point, you can see Ron Weasley with a vague and unwilling face.

"What's the matter, Mr. Potter?" It was obvious that he came to him, and Draco knew the reason, but...

I didn't talk to him during the last period of school, and I didn't wait to talk to him when the next semester started. I didn't even talk to him during the time when the Hogwarts Express was running. When the train arrived, everyone I found it when I was in a hurry to get out of the car!

The savior who has just learned "prudence" for less than a semester, in a few days, throws away what he has learned again.

"..." Harry opened his mouth, the box next to him opened one after another, and more and more silver and green figures in the corridor made him realize that it was not him, the Potter savior of Gryffindor and Malfoy of Slytherin. Good time to talk.

In fact, Harry didn't choose such a time and place on purpose. After the year-end banquet—the best night of his life—a conversation with Hermione made him realize that he should comfort himself when he lost the Academy Cup. friends.However, he didn't think Gryffindor's winning the House Cup was an ugly "steal" like Hermione said.

They protected the Philosopher's Stone, defeated Quirrell and Voldemort, they did good deeds, they deserve extra points, they won the championship with dignity!

And who let that be the last day of term?Headmaster Dumbledore could only announce the extra points at that time, and the Slytherins suddenly changed from first to second at the last moment, would it really be uncomfortable?

Harry had some pity for Slytherin, for Draco - the kind that looked down from the bushes, of course, compared to the original thought that Slytherin deserved not to get the house cup, and the long Slytherin table was silent at the dinner The atmosphere is very comfortable, in fact, it has been much better.

So he felt that he should calmly comfort his friend, but he didn't know how to speak.After all, even if he is a Gryffindor who doesn't care much about the way he speaks, he knows that saying "I'm sorry, I took the house cup away" is not an apology at all, but a provocation.

As a result, the conversation dragged on until the train pulled into the station.

At this moment, the Platinum Prince of Slytherin had a face of accusation - in fact, Draco just didn't smile as usual - cold eyes, cold tone.Harry thought Drake was looking at him like that, obviously upset that he had taken the House Cup, and he thought Drake was being a little too mean.

"You are in the way, Mr. Potter, Mr. Longbottom, and... Weasley." It was a fourth-year Slytherin who spoke, and although Harry, Neville, and Ron were only first-year children He is tall, but the aisle of the train is not spacious, and three people are enough to block the road.

Slytherin was able to maintain due courtesy to the savior and the heir of the Longbottom family, but to Ron, who was a pure-blood traitor, his eyes could definitely be said to be extremely aggressive.Ron really wanted to rush forward to face the provocation of the fourth year, but he soon realized that the Slytherin who looked at him with that kind of eyes was not the only one...

Although the Hogwarts Express did not clearly distinguish the houses, over the years, the four houses have formed their own fixed areas, and now the three Gryffindors stepped into the Slytherin area.Lost the Academy Cup, the Slytherins were very angry!

Beat the savior by hand, or Longbottom may cause trouble for the family, but teach the pure-blood traitor a lesson, and so many people teach him a lesson together, and at most give the poor Weasley family some medical expenses afterwards.

At this moment, even the brave and fearless Ron felt something was wrong. He swallowed hard, feeling that the Slytherins surrounding them were more dangerous than the chess pieces on the chessboard...

Neville and Harry were getting scared too, and they backed away unconsciously.

"Please step aside, I'm getting out of the car." The savior retreated, and Draco pulled his luggage out of the box, "The parents are outside, don't you want to cause a commotion?"

The war has ended for nearly 11 years, but the confrontation between Gryffindor and Slytherin has never ended, and it can even be said that it has intensified instead.If the children on the train fight, no one can be sure that the parents outside will still be able to maintain their sanity, and then there will be big troubles.

"Hey! Who saw our little brother!"

"Dear little brother! Oh, have you lost your way?"

From behind the crowd came the voices of the Weasley twins, two men who feared nothing but chaos.

The tense momentum of the Slytherins dissipated in an instant. They pushed their luggage, held their heads high, and walked out of the car one after another with aristocratic but elegant and light steps.

"Draco!" Harry just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly found that Drake was also pushing his luggage towards the door of the train.

"You are welcome to visit Malfoy Land during the holidays, Mr. Potter and Mr. Longbottom." Draco nodded, just paused, and left without hesitation.

"I said I shouldn't have come, Harry," said Ron, with the expression he knew he would. "He's jealous of you, jealous of you taking away Slytherin's house cup, jealous of you being a hero."

"Draco helped us just now, and the Academy Cup..."

"Neville, are you speaking for a Slytherin?"

"Why not? My grandma is also a Slytherin!" Neville's round face flushed, he turned and left, entering Gryffindor was his grandma's expectation, but now he felt very uncomfortable-in fact, he and Hu Min had the same idea, but he didn't have the courage to apologize to Drake alone, so he wanted to find courage in Harry, but the facts told him that he seemed to have found the wrong person...

"Neville!"

Drake didn't know that the new trio of saviors, after Potter-Granger-Neville became Potter-Neville-Weasley, broke up again.

He was smiling and hugging his father to say hello. Today Lucius was wearing a somewhat retro shawl-style windbreaker. His platinum-blond long hair was tied with a black ribbon and hung obediently on his shoulders.

"Father, that's Hermione Granger and her parents." Draco signaled with his eyes, the little witch didn't look at the platinum noble father and son in a daze like last time, she looked a little discouraged, and was pulling The mother's hand said something.

"Are you going to introduce her to me formally, Draco?"

"As a friend." He obviously felt his father tense up, but he finally relaxed after he explained.

He is a Malfoy, the heir of a pure-blood noble, and the future head of the Malfoy family. Even if their relationship with Muggles is now relaxed, it is impossible for the Malfoy family to have a Muggle-born wife. Malfoy's blood cannot be confused—— Perhaps this seems ridiculous to some people, but this is the most fundamental glory of pure-blood nobles.

Lucius looked at his son: "If you like, you can let her be your lover."

"Father, she is indeed a friend." Draco resisted the urge to roll his eyes, "Plus, I'm only 12 years old."

"You are indeed only 12 years old, but it seems that you already have that awareness, but..." Lucius sighed suddenly, and Draco looked at his father suspiciously. To his surprise, what he saw, Is it a guilty conscience?

Lucius turned his head to avoid his son's sight: "Okay, hold on to me, we're going home."

"Huh?" Drake found that Lucius took out a book, which was probably a port key. He thought he would go back by car this time, why didn't his mother come to pick him up?And it seems that the father is acting like he is in a hurry, what's the matter?

Although he was full of doubts, Draco still grabbed his father's arm obediently. After a while, they appeared at the gate of Malfoy Manor, but Narcissa Malfoy was still missing.

"Father, where is mother?"

"She's at the Ministry of Magic..."

"?"

"Negotiate about inheriting the Black family."

Draco was very surprised. Last time, he only found out when he checked the records of the family's own dealings after inheriting the family.Father and mother did not annex the Black family while the Black family was empty. On the contrary, his father came forward many times to protect the property and business of the Black family—that stupid dog of the Black family!He must have thought that the property of the Black family should be reserved for him!

So didn't even think about why everything was intact!What's more, without even thinking about it, he gave everything that his ancestors left him to the Order of the Phoenix, to Potter!

Draco was very angry about this, but he respected his mother's choice and even expressed pride for his mother and father.After all, they preserved and continued the existence of the ancient Black family, although it was only a dozen years...

But now, my mother has repented. Why?

"Draco, I believe that as a Malfoy, you will keep your cool under any circumstances, don't you?"

"Of course, father." Drake touched the space bag subconsciously, and he felt that this sentence was actually more suitable for him to say to his father.

"Then, come on..." Lucius made up his mind and led Draco all the way towards the castle, "Actually, your mother's request to inherit the property of the Black family is only the first step. What she really wants to inherit is The Lestrange estate, or at least the estate of Bellatrix Black Lestrange."

Bellatrix's legacy?Drake subconsciously thought of the Golden Cup.

"Mother knows?"

"Yes." Lucius nodded, and they had entered the main house at this time, but he didn't stop, but took his son to the potion making room.The door opened, and Draco saw a black-haired figure beside the cauldron...