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Hermione walked in the corridor of the train. When she stepped into the range of Slytherin, she felt a different atmosphere from Gryffindor. It was so cold that even the end of summer seemed to enter autumn in an instant. She rubbed The arm seems to be able to wipe away the hallucinatory chill.

She was looking for Malfoy, and she was very concerned about what she saw in Knockturn Alley a week ago, but she also knew that she couldn't find Malfoy, which would make her fall into a trap.

So she needs a suitable observation distance, she is not unprepared this week, she made a little thing just wait until she finds Malfoy's compartment.

When the familiar boy with pale blond hair appeared in sight, Hermione stopped in her tracks. She looked at him from a distance, turned sideways and took out the hand mirror, and turned her back to that direction, only showing her back. Looking in that direction through the hand mirror, while staring at the opened and closed lips of the person in the mirror, discerning the words.

She only stared for a while and found that after Malfoy walked away, she followed him again, keeping a not-so-short distance back and forth.And she found out—Malfoy's status in Slytherin was turned upside down, and his followers didn't follow him anymore. It seemed that everyone ignored him, or was he isolated?

How can this be?Was it because Big Malfoy was locked up in Azkaban that the whole Slytherin house abandoned him?Such a reality——she couldn't understand such a law of survival at all, and it was so cold that it made her feel absurd.

In a daze, Hermione found that Malfoy had disappeared. She put away the hand mirror, turned around and walked quickly forward a few steps. When she reached the junction of the carriages, the side door suddenly opened and she was pulled in. .

"Hmm." Hermione's head hit the iron door panel, and she let out a muffled sound of pain and blinked at Malfoy, who was close at hand, pressing her against the door panel.

"Long time no see, Granger, are you addicted to being a stalker?" Draco gloomily stared at this clever girl who blatantly stalked him twice just by reading some stalking skills from a book.

"If it wasn't for the ghosts in my heart, how could I have decided that I was following you?" Hermione asked back, she was not afraid of Draco's restraint at all.She looked at the compartment where he was obviously alone.

"You were isolated by the academy." She cleverly recalled what she saw outside the carriage.

"This has nothing to do with you, don't speculate about anything, the worse I am, the happier you should be." Draco let go of him, he turned around and picked up the water glass on the table and poured it out He poured himself a glass of water again, and he held a kettle in his hand—the kettle was in Malfoy's hand after he had just followed him all the way, and it seemed that he had just gone out to make tea for himself.

"I'm sorry." Hermione looked at Malfoy. She remembered that in the Ministry of Magic before the summer vacation, Neville and the others knocked Malfoy unconscious and took him there as a hostage. She and Malfoy had been together at that time.

She also knew that this boy who was always messed up was more cowardly than Neville, so she endured all the sarcasm in his mouth and gave him the care she could give.Though she did want to give him a slap, or two.

Taking a deep breath, Hermione stepped forward and slapped Malfoy before he raised his cup to drink the black tea.

"I've been meaning to do this for a long time. Your father did it wrong at the Ministry of Magic. Of course we shouldn't have done that to you, but you shouldn't have said that to me. My name is Hermione Granger. I'm not a bitch. kind."

"I really remember." Draco tilted his head from the beating, and he laughed muffled, causing Hermione to frown hard.

She felt that Malfoy was simply unreasonable, "Shouldn't you be responsible for what you said? You are already 16 years old, who will tolerate you when you are an adult?"

"No one tolerates me now, and I don't need to be tolerated." Draco pursed his lips unhappily, and then those expressions disappeared, and he stared at Hermione coldly, "You crossed the line."

Hermione took a deep breath and raised her hand again, this time her wrist was caught.

"You really deserve a beating. I just care about you because we are classmates. Although you don't need it, it's my business to care. You can't stop me, and you can't stop me from wanting to beat you up."

"You want to beat me that much?" Draco seemed to be pleased by Hermione's words, he laughed and let go of Hermione's hand.

But this time, Hermione's hand just brushed Draco's face lightly.

"Forget it, you are so thick-skinned, it will hurt my hand if you hit me again." She withdrew her hand.

As if his expectations had been dashed, Draco stared blankly at the beautiful girl in front of him, and the next second he recovered and drank the tea in his hand, his face without a trace of blood was reserved and indifferent, "Ah, I almost Forget, you didn't come to me to reminisce about learning the Ministry of Magic, Granger, you're pretty good at diverting attention."

"Do you dare to say that it wasn't because of the Ministry of Magic, those people outside would treat you like that, and you would become what you are now?" Hermione connected all this very cleverly, she straightened her chest and looked straight at With Draco.

"Smart women don't please men." Draco lifted his chin, and although he looked as if Hermione was wrong, his flaming eyes gave away his heart.

"If this man is referring to you, what use would I want it?" Hermione sneered. "I'm just here to warn you. I know what you're doing, including what you're going to do. Be careful, Malfoy, you don't You're not super capable without doing bad things unnoticed as you think. Hogwarts and the professors, they can stop you at any time."

"So you're here to threaten me." The face of Draco who was provoked turned to the powder, making his face a little human.

Hermione shook her head, "If you think so, so be it." She turned to walk out, but was grabbed by the wrist.

"Before then, should you take the coin you left behind?" Draco raised an eyebrow, holding a coin that was almost the same as a Galleon between his fingers.

Unexpectedly, it was discovered!Hermione's eyes widened as she tried to calm herself down.

And at this moment, the door of the carriage was pulled open abruptly, and a panting Harry appeared at the door. He had just searched for each carriage one by one, and he finally found him.

"Let go of Hermione." Harry pointed his wand at Malfoy.

"Harry, why are you here?" Hermione was surprised by the appearance of her friend.

"Oh! Heroes are here." Draco stared mockingly at Harry who suddenly appeared, and stared at the wand pointing at him with apprehension, "I'm curious what spell you plan to use, cleansing spell?"

Harry was so angry that he put away his wand, stood in front of Hermione, and punched her directly.But the punch fell through.

Draco's background was obviously taught by a dueling coach, and he didn't pull out his wand. Instead, he glanced at Hermione while avoiding Harry's punching, and found that this witch who kept saying that she wanted to care about him was here. At that time, all her concerns were tied to her good friend.

Friends - stick together all the time, who knows if they are boyfriend and girlfriend.

When Draco thought about it, he turned sideways to avoid the oncoming fist, and punched Harry on the bridge of the nose with an elegant and powerful punch, making the annoying scar scream and cover it Face.

He saw blood dripping from Scarhead's fingers, which seemed to be bleeding.

"A coward wants to be a hero now. Or, Scarhead, do you really think you're the savior?" Draco sarcasticly admired Harry's failure.

"He's bleeding!" Hermione stepped forward to help Harry up, and then she rushed forward and punched him but was caught in the fist.

"Ladies shouldn't touch things. Of course there are no ladies in Gryffindor, only lionesses." Draco stared at the anger on Hermione's face with a smirk.

"Clear springs are like water." Hermione chanted the no-staff spell, causing the water that appeared out of nowhere to pour over Draco's face.

Now Malfoy let go of his hand, he hastily took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped his face, "Granger, you are playing tricks, if you have the ability, you will have a face-to-face confrontation next time!"

"Don't you Slytherins just like to play tricks? Oh, let me think about it, it's called strategy." Hermione pulled Harry out of the car.

They went all the way back to their car, Ron yelled and looked at his injured friend, he hurriedly took out the handkerchief Molly had stuffed him from his pocket, and handed it to Harry.

"Brother, are you going to a duel?"

"Failed." Harry let go of his hand, he wiped his nosebleed with a handkerchief, hissed in pain, his nose was crooked, his glasses were ridiculously crooked on the bridge of his nose, it was extremely miserable.

"You've got a broken nose." Hermione concluded as she examined Harry's nose, "but I know a spell can take care of that."

As she spoke, she drew her wand, cast Harry the Restoring Nasal Charm, and cast him a Stopping the Bleeding Charm.

"It looks better." She smiled. "Do you still need a pain-relieving spell? I learned it from Angelina, and she said that this spell is very effective." It is quite effective for coaxing younger siblings.

The author has something to say:

Brother drag, you will be expelled if you do this.

Snape stared at Harry's crooked nose: Are you planning to imitate Dumbledore?

Harry sniffed miserably: Malfoy wanted me to cosplay Dumbledore.

Snape: He must not have enough homework, so he wants the headmaster to care for him.

(So ​​Brother Yan got homework that he couldn't finish writing)