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    Slytherin Code of Conduct Three: Don¡¯t make promises easily

    Amidst Harry Potter's laughter, Draco found it difficult to keep a straight face, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up in an arc.

    It¡¯s hard to imagine that he and Harry Potter got along like friends, even though the fight between them lasted for nearly ten years, and the hatred almost started from the time they first met each other until the end of his life.  But now he has to say that sitting together, they can chat calmly instead of roaring; they can share chocolates and clothes without having to be prepared to throw curses at the next second; they can both adapt to what the other person seems to them.  It may be a strange world, but it doesn't feel bad.

    "It's so late, why don't you go home?" Draco asked Harry. He now knew that he was in the playground of Harry Potter's Muggle school. The school had ended long ago, and the students here did not live there.  Of school.

    "I¡­¡­"

    In fact, Harry didn't want to go home. To be precise, he was escaping. In addition to what happened at school today, even Draco's behavior just now would probably be blamed on him by Dudley, and he was sure  He will face the most severe punishment in a year. Although he now understands that his difference is not because he is a monster, the severe punishment from his parents still scares him.  He knew that the later he delayed, the harder it would be to endure this hurdle, but the ease of escaping temporarily and the stabbing of his head kept pulling his decision in two directions, and Draco was undoubtedly an excuse for him to insist on evading.

    "What about you?" Harry asked.

    "I'm lost, but I think I may have found a way home." Draco had a vague idea in his mind.

    "Thenwill we meet again?" Harry Potter suddenly felt reluctant.

    "You will see me when you go to school."

    "Don't you have to wait until you are eleven? Won't you come again?" Harry gently tugged on his robe, his emerald green eyes full of anticipation.

    "I live far away" Draco suddenly felt tired and whispered a plausible excuse.

    "oh."

    Draco turned away, telling himself that he didn't see the mist in those green eyes.

    Harry sniffed secretly and told himself not to be greedy. No matter what, today was the first memorable day in his life.

    Know that you are a little wizard, not some scary monster;

    Meet a little wizard, a person who will reach out to him and be willing to share chocolate with him.

    "It's nice to meet you, Draco, can I call you that? You are the first friend I made. II will miss you. Well, anyway, we met again after two years"  Harry rubbed the ground repeatedly with his feet, not so much to comfort Draco, but to comfort himself, "It won't be a long time. I'm just a little worried about whether I'm dreaming now, just in case I wake up"

    "I can celebrate your birthday" The promise that came out of his mouth made Draco want to bite off his tongue. He pulled his hair in annoyance. He had never, never been so out of control, making an untimely and illogical promise so easily.  , a promise that is not in line with his status and may not be fulfilled at all. Even if he was stupid and had been a peacock for twenty years in his previous life, he was not like this

    damn it!

    "Uh, I mean, a birthday present." Draco waved his hand irritably, with a very bad tone, "It's next month anyway, so I won't forget it soon" The following words were due to the heavy weight in his chest.  The collision gradually dissipated in the dusk. Draco sat stiffly on the old wooden chair. After a long while, he stiffly raised his arms that seemed numb from the cold, and passed his stiff fingers through the mess of furry hair on his chest.  The black hairthey were soft and trembling slightly.

    Damn it, the snot must have rubbed onto his formal robe.

    In the silence, Draco slowly raised his head. He hated contagious emotions.

    Maybe he should be grateful for the promise he just made without thinking. It will probably be their only chance to sit side by side as friends.  Draco would never forget how, in his last life, Potter refused his hand on the train and chose the poor Weasley family.  Potter is a born Gryffindor. In the future, he will know what the name Malfoy represents, and he will understand how the Potter family has dedicated their lives to confronting the Slytherin snake.

    They are people from two worlds.

    A Gryffindor.

    A Slytherin.

    *

    It seemed like the corner of my eye was finally sent awayIn fact, people from the Ministry of Magic did not connect this abnormal magic fluctuation with the young master of the Malfoy family at first.  Moreover, with such a wide scope, it would not be possible to find out immediately if we send out personnel to investigate.  Later, as this kind of fluctuation was detected one after another, the scope of the investigation was gradually reduced. It was probably not until Draco blew off the tree that they could accurately determine the location, and then they picked up something that could not be said in two words.  The young master of the Malfoy family passed out.

    The nine-year-old child, without a wand, caused widespread magical fluctuations in the three monitoring areas. It was certainly not a trivial matter, whether it was out of hostility to the Malfoy family, concern about Draco's unusual abilities, or out of  The pride from a pure-blood family, or the love and care of one's own sonDraco was completely and thoroughly examined while he was comatose. In addition to proving that his coma was due to excessive consumption of magic power and was not life-threatening,'  Possessing pure and powerful magic power, he is an excellent heir. This comment from an old wizard in the Wizengamot was like a shiny stamp marked on the body of Draco Malfoy, a small platinum nobleman.

    The Malfoy family was also checked on a small scale by Lucius, including checking the mirror that caused the trouble. Everything was normal.

    Hearing his mother mention the mirror, Draco suddenly realized something. He couldn't keep his expression and made random excuses, "Mom, I'm still a little tired. I want to sleep for a while."

    "Oh, of course!" Narcissa had no doubt that he was there. Hackney had already told Draco that he spent a lot of magic power. It was normal to fall into a coma due to force failure, and a lot of rest was also necessary.  Narcissa told Dora to stay and take care of the young master carefully, then turned and left.

    Draco buried himself deeply in the quilt, silently rolling the strange yet familiar name on the tip of his tongue.

    Finally, he loosened his sore teeth and cursed, "Damn broken mirror!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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