Dark Lord, please let go

"Apologize?" Olive Hornbe's voice was sharp and piercing, as if he had heard some cold joke, "Master Malfoy, you don't understand that Myrtle is a Mudblood, and his parents are Muggles of low blood!"

Oh, damn it, of course he knew that Myrtle's parents were Muggles of low blood, and that she had a particularly sensitive personality, a snotbag who loved to cry, but so what, at least this Muggle was born in his innermost Comfort yourself when you are helpless.

"Oh, so what? A Muggleborn is more educated than you, and I thought you'd be ashamed of that," Draco said angrily.

Olive Hornby was choked by Draco and couldn't say a word, her face turned red and pale, she wanted to explain something, but in the end she just gave Myrtle a bitter look, and left angrily.

Seeing Olive Hornbe leave, Draco didn't intend to stay here any longer. Although he helped Myrtle, he didn't intend to be friends with her either.Oh, even if that person is a Muggle seed who helped him.But obviously Myrtle didn't think so. After she entered Hogwarts, she had heard people in her college mention the young master of the Malfoy family, saying that he had a very bad personality and liked to bully others.But in her opinion, that's not the case at all. This is a kind senior who doesn't pay attention to the blood of wizards.

"Senior Malfoy, thank you very much." Myrtle, who was short and fat in the first year, trotted behind Draco in a somewhat fat cloak.

Draco stopped suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Myrtle with a gloomy face, "I didn't mean to help you, as I said, you are in the way." After finishing speaking, Draco As expected, Myrtle's face turned pale and her eyes were red, as if she was about to cry.

"Oh, don't!" Draco yelled petulantly, his head aching at the thought of Myrtle crying and screaming.

"Hey, Draco, are you bullying the little Ravenclaw girls again?"

Kasim's teasing sound came from behind, he and Devlin walked over quickly, their eyes swept across the faces of Draco and Myrtle.Then Kassim patted Draco on the shoulder, glanced at the Ravenclaw first year, and winked at Draco, "Oh, don't tell me you like this type of girl, a— crying bag?"

"Oh, that's enough Kassim, you're making all kinds of gossip for me every day? What's the point of that?" Draco patted Kassim's hand off his shoulder rudely.

"Of course, you know, only you can make Tom's charming smile disappear. Just seeing Tom's angry face is worth more than anything."

After finishing speaking, Kassim turned his attention to Myrtle again, "Oh, what's your name? A first-year Ravenclaw?"

"...Myrtle," gasped Myrtle, sniffing again, Kasim's presence making her forget to cry.

"This name is really weird." Kasim curled his lips in disgust, "Then what are you doing calling Draco? I remember that you don't know our Draco? Could it be that you want to confess?"

"Kasim, you are enough!" Draco really wanted to cast a curse on Kasim to shut him up.Myrtle is just a Muggleborn, what's there to talk about!

Myrtle lowered her head, stared at her toes, and said in a tone that could easily be overlooked: "I just want to thank Senior Malfoy for helping me just now."

"...What? Draco helped you?" Kasim suddenly covered his stomach and laughed, "Draco, did you help this Ravenclaw just now? When are you willing to meddle in your own business?"

Devlin, who had been quiet all this time, grabbed Kassim's cuff and winked at Kassim.

Too late.

Draco pushed Kasim who was leaning on him away, and slowly turned his head to look at Myrtle standing beside him, snorting and hissing in warning, "I told you just now , I didn’t help you on purpose, and I don’t need any thanks, it’s you who blocked my way!”

Myrtle was stunned, she took a quick look at Draco who was full of anger, and then ran away covering her face.

"You're such a bastard Draco, you actually bullied a little girl in the first grade." Kasim chuckled.

"Thank you for complimenting Kasim." Draco rolled his eyes, he knew that after he said the words, the crying Myrtle would run to the bathroom to cry, although he helped Myrtle , but it turned out to be the same, except that the man who made her cry had changed from Olive Hornby to Draco Malfoy.

Hell, he should just sit on the sidelines.

When the three of Draco arrived at the restaurant, Tom had already sat in his seat and waited for a long time.He watched the three sit down in a hurry, raised his eyebrows, "I saw Singleton just now, and he said that your training has long been over, Draco."

"Yes, there was a little accident."

After digging a spoonful of chicken salad onto his plate, Draco glanced at the long Ravenclaw table, where he saw no sign of Myrtle.Draco scanned again uncertainly, and finally determined that the short, plump, gloomy girl really didn't stay in the restaurant, she should be crying in a bathroom now.

"What's the matter Draco?" Kassim rolled his eyes and said in a strange tone, "Oh, are you looking for that little Ravenclaw girl?"

"Who cares about that myrtle," Draco said dryly.

"Merlin! Draco, you even memorized her name, you're a Malfoy! And that—that Ravenclaw is a Muggleborn!" Kassim exaggerated as if frightened. cried out.

"Hey, shut up Kassim, I have no interest in that Muggleborn."

"I don't believe you, Draco, you can't even remember the names of the Slytherin girls, but now you remember the name of the Ravenclaw you only met once, what's wrong with you?"

Most Hogwarts students 60 years later will have no problem remembering Moaning Myrtle's name.Draco couldn't help but curse in his heart.

But it was impossible for him to explain this to Kasim, so he could only glared at him angrily, and continued to settle his dinner.

"What the hell happened? Kassim?" Tom glanced at Draco, who was blushing, and turned his questioning eyes on Kassim. Tom didn't believe that Draco would tell himself what happened. .

Hearing Tom's question, Kasim glanced at Draco quickly, making sure that Draco was talking to Alphard Black, a first-year student, and he didn't pay attention to this side before he said, "Oh, Tom, your German Laco fell in love with a little Ravenclaw girl, what's her name, that weird name—" Kassim touched his chin, "By the way, Myrtle, a first-year freshman."

"Like?" Tom raised his eyebrows, and looked at Kassim with a half-smile, "Are you sure Draco likes that little girl, not what you think?"

"I think it's Kassim's own opinion that Draco doesn't have a good look at that Ravenclaw at all." Devlin finally couldn't help but interjected. Laco made all kinds of gossip. He had seen too much and could never believe Kasim's words.

"Well, I admit, maybe not to the point where I like it." Kasim shrugged, and said indifferently: "But Draco is definitely different from that Ravenclaw, oh, you can remember him after seeing him The name of the girl you met for the first time? Besides, he was just looking at the Ravenclaw table, I swear."

"Damn it, I'm still sitting here, Kasim." Draco turned his head sharply, he was just talking to Alphard, but he couldn't hear him.

Tom laughed softly, stuffed a cup of hot lemon tea into Draco's hand, and changed the subject, "You've been training this afternoon, have you finished your Potions paper?"

Draco frowned impatiently, "Oh no, hell, I still have thirteen inches of Potions papers."

"After dinner, we can go to the library to solve the thesis together. I'm doing arithmetic and divination in the afternoon, and I haven't finished the thesis in Potions class."

Hearing Tom mention the library, Draco felt that he should go to Professor Slughorn's office once to see if he could apply for an approval slip to go to the restricted | book area. If he couldn't, he could only talk to Tom Same, went on a night swim after curfew, actually he didn't want to do that, if caught by the professor, he would definitely take away his Slytherin gems.

Tom didn't know what Draco was thinking, but he frowned, as if something was bothering him. "What? Are you busy after dinner?"

"Oh, of course not." Draco paused, "I'm going to Professor Slughorn's office in a while, and then I'll go to the library to find you to finish our Potions paper."

After dinner, Tom and Draco made an appointment to meet in the library, and Draco went to Professor Slughorn's office alone.

Slughorn was grading fourth year Potions homework when Draco arrived at the office, and he was delighted that Draco had arrived.

"What's the matter, Draco?" Slughorn narrowed his eyes, handing Draco a butterbeer. "Just drink a little, it should be fine."

"Thank you Professor." Draco took the cup, "Professor, I would like a ticket to go to the Restricted|Book section."

"Forbidden|book area?" Professor Slughorn stopped holding the cup for a moment, then he put the cup on the desk, looked at Draco uncertainly, and asked again, " Draco, do you want to go to the restricted|book section of the library to check information?"

After getting confirmation from Draco, Slughorn smiled, "Then Draco, can you tell me why you went to the forbidden | book area? What information are you looking for? You need to know the forbidden | book area The information on is not suitable for students under the fourth grade to view."