The Bard at Hogwarts

Time passes minute by minute.

At 10:30 in the morning, the old steam train made its last roar before starting.

The two-meter-high white mist was like a silent reminder, urging the little wizards on the platform to get on the train as soon as possible.

At the same time, on the other side of the platform.

Mrs. Weasley is giving her daily lectures, and today’s protagonist is the Weasley family’s youngest son, Ron Weasley, who is about to enter school.

"Ron, give me a good education at Hogwarts. Don't be like George and Fred and cause trouble for me all day long. Do you hear me?"

Perhaps because he had heard too many similar sermons, Ron nodded perfunctorily, while not forgetting the appropriate response.

"Okay mom, I will stay away from George and Fred. If anything happens, I will come to Percy. I will take Percy as my role model..."

"This is the best!"

Mrs. Weasley nodded happily. She was also aware of Ron's perfunctory attitude, but as a mother of seven children, she had long learned to see through things without telling them.

And comparing George and Fred, at least Ron's attitude is quite correct right now.

…

September 1, 1991, 11 am.

The Hogwarts Express departed from platform nine and three-quarters as scheduled.

In the compartment, Ino leaned against the window, looking at the scenery outside the windows on both sides, while feeling the warm-up of the old steam train before it picked up speed.

"Express? Ha! I really don't know where the confidence comes from..."

He now doubts whether this antique from the last century can reach a speed of 30 kilometers per hour.

"Crack!"

The compartment door was pushed open from the outside.

"There is only one person here. If we drive him away, this place will become our territory."

Hearing this, Ino raised his head in surprise.

In fact, he had no intention of occupying the entire compartment to himself in the first place. After all, this kind of train without seats basically follows the principle of taking every opportunity and sitting wherever there is space.

However, this was the first time he saw someone so arrogant that he chased people away when he opened the door.

As the compartment door was completely pushed open...well, he was tall and strong, so he had the confidence to be arrogant.

Although the opponent has the advantage of size, Ino does not intend to take advantage of him. After all, if he is labeled as 'easy to bully' when he first comes to a strange place, he will definitely be in trouble in the future.

Instead of doing this, it is really better to go all out and fight head-on. You may get hurt a little, but at least no one will dare to provoke him easily in the future.

"Expelling people? Your territory? You can come and give it a try."

Ino casually slapped his wand on the table, and the loud sound made the stupid guy across from him tremble in fright.

Just when he thought he was about to take action, another voice came from outside the door.

"Goyle, get out of the way! I've told you a long time ago, never forget the grace and upbringing of a pureblood."

Perhaps because he was really frightened, Gore quickly dodged aside with a speed that was not consistent with his size.

When Ino heard the sound and looked around, he knew who was so arrogant. With his pale skin, platinum blond hair, and slender hair that does not match his age, he is undoubtedly a handsome young man.

"Malfoy! Draco Malfoy! Who are you then?"

Maybe it was the other party's well-tailored plain robe, or maybe it was the steely courage just now, but in short, Malfoy didn't start a mindless argument.

"Eno Swinburne!" Ino replied calmly.

"Swinburne? I don't think this surname exists in England. Are you from another country?"

"Maybe! I have been wandering around since I was born, but I have never set foot in my hometown."

This was half true and half false, because he knew exactly what Malfoy wanted to ask, which was simply to determine whether he was a pureblood or a pureblood.

But perhaps only a fool would do this kind of thing of defining one's own nature and forming a camp from the very beginning.

The best way is to be ambiguous and let the other party find the answer on their own.

"Sorry! But I think you are from a pure-blood family from Germany, and... your eyes are very special."

Malfoy spoke his mind. In his opinion, amber eyes and black hair probably originated from the Germanic people.

As for whether he is a pure-blood, Malfoy's views are surprisingly consistent with those of the Gringotts goblin.

What's more, in Malfoy's opinion, Muggles couldn't give birth to such a beautiful boy.

"No need to apologize, I am enjoying the unrestrained life now."

Malfoy's attitude made Ino slightly change some of his usual views.

"However, I don't care where I come from, and my surname and origin cannot give me any nobility better than others. Real nobility is always better than myself in the past."

Having been a bard for two years, Ino was very familiar with these words of wisdom.

"I am now convinced that you and I are in the same category." Malfoy said, extending his right hand.

Ino neither denied nor agreed with this speculation.

But when faced with the handshake that symbolized 'Malfoy friendship', he did not reject it mercilessly like the savior. After all, he would not hit the smiling man with his hand.

"If you can't find a suitable cubicle, I don't mind if you sit here, but if you still have the idea of ​​​​expelling people..."

Before Ino could finish speaking, Malfoy interrupted: "Goyle has not been very bright since he was a child. Don't be as knowledgeable as him."

As Malfoy said this, he pulled Goyle aside and patted him hard on the shoulder.

Goyle was also very cooperative at this moment, standing there with a simple and honest smile on his face, and at first glance he did not look very smart.

Faced with such a funny scene, Ino could not help laughing out loud, and he did not intend to really care about anything, so he invited again.

"Don't stand at the door. If you get on the car earlier, you may be able to find an empty compartment. Now, it's good to have a place to sit."

Faced with this invitation, Malfoy did not hesitate to sit down next to Ino, and then began to direct his two followers to carry luggage.

...

Half an hour later.

This antique steam car finally seemed to have completed its warm-up, and the speed suddenly increased. The scenery outside the window also changed from the original delay and freeze to the current VIP smooth broadcast.

After half an hour of communication, Ino also had some intuitive understanding of Malfoy.

As far as it can be seen now, the 11-year-old drag brother is not bad by nature, and his heart is not even as cruel as Crabbe next to him.

Similarly, the short communication also made Malfoy gradually let go of his guard, became familiar with each other, and the atmosphere in the compartment became more and more harmonious.

"...Ino, I heard that the boy who lived is also on this car. Do you want to go with me to see it?" Malfoy asked.

"Compared to meeting celebrities, I prefer to read quietly."

Faced with this invitation that he knew would cause trouble, Ino decisively refused.

"Okay! Compared to Slytherin, you look more like a Ravenclaw nerd!"

Malfoy responded with a smile, and then took Goyle and Crabbe next to him and left the compartment together, and did not forget to close the wooden door of the compartment before leaving.

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