Chapter 98

Time flies. More than ten days have passed since I made an appointment with my dear Miss Astoria last time, and the time has come to the beginning of school.

HEMA and Hannah pushed their luggage smoothly into the nine and three-quarters station. Why? Because Emma missed the train in the first year because of Harry and them, but there must be no problem this year.

"Good morning, classmate Aibo!"

"Good morning."

"Good morning, classmate Aibo."

"Good morning."

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But before HEMA put down her luggage, a series of greetings greeted her. Many of them were unfamiliar to HEMA, but it was obviously caused by his amazing performance last semester.

But fortunately, after HEMA said hello, most people hurried to do their own things. They didn't talk to him more and disturb him. They were very polite.

"HEMA, you're really popular ~ Aibo called me last school year..." Hannah also started a strange joke from the side.

"Really ~ I got on the bus first!"

"Ah! Let's... Forget it, I'll find Susan and them. "

HEMA got on the train. It didn't happen that someone invited him to a box. After all, HEMA wanted to find Harry or Astoria.

It's not that Harry is as important as Astoria... But that he wants to see the Dementor, but it can't be too obvious, but the Dementor will definitely go to Harry.

Not because of anything else, but because Harry is the protagonist, that is, the main line of the world. As long as it develops normally, Harry will still encounter Dementors on the train.

So HEMA wanted to go wherever she wanted to see, but through the long corridor, HEMA still couldn't find where Harry and Astoria were.

HEMA suddenly began to be confused. Is it so serious for him to get lost? He can feel confused in the straight corridor?

"Abe, can you find a place to sit? Come here. " Suddenly, a side door suddenly opened, and a thin and tall Slytherin boy suddenly shouted at him.

HEMA didn't know each other, but he was embarrassed to refuse such a friendly invitation. He had to go in and found that there was only him and a dark skinned Slytherin.

"Classmate Aibo, please sit down. You may not be familiar with me. My name is Theodore nott. This is Blaise zabini. We are all students in grade 3."

"Oh, I know. You are familiar with Malfoy." HEMA seems to have a little impression suddenly. After all, there are not too many Slytherin mentioned in movies and novels. Theodore has a high appearance rate.

"Yes, but to tell you the truth, I'm not his attendant. It's mainly because he doesn't go through his head... Of course, don't tell him."

Theodore nott immediately lowered his voice, but zabini suddenly changed his face and smiled.

"What's the matter with you?"

"Nott, it's not good to speak ill of others behind their backs."

A familiar voice sounded at the door. Nott suddenly turned his head and saw Malfoy standing there with a frown.

"Oh, Malfoy, I'm not..."

"Well, well, I won't quarrel with you." Malfoy said that, sat next to HEMA and gently led him through the sliding door.

Nott and zabini looked at Malfoy with a calm face and an incredible look. They scratched their heads at each other. He was not angry.

"You're not at school. Do you want someone to beat me?"

"Hey? What's wrong with you? Why should I beat you? You're telling the truth. " Malfoy straightened his shirt, picked up a potato chip and put it in his mouth.

"Hey?" Nott is more confused now. Malfoy has changed!? Or are you crazy.

HEMA looked at Malfoy and wanted to laugh. The guy was obviously angry, but he was pressed down by himself, and then began to pretend.

It seems that no matter what this guy is, he is still growing up. He didn't do farm work and eat rice in vain that week.

"I do have some problems, but don't speak ill of others behind their backs. We are Slytherin. We must study like HEMA Aibo! Fight for Slytherin's honor! "

"Cough!" HEMA almost spat out and looked at Malfoy suspiciously. I really want you to be smarter, but I don't want you to be a three good student.

"Well, Malfoy, don't exaggerate. Before other things, we are students and boys, so it's good to follow our hearts. "

"If you insist on pure blood, you can insist, or reject mixed blood, but you can't deny each other's persistence."

"For example, the mysterious man wants to destroy the half blood of the world, but Dumbledore wants to defeat Voldemort for the sake of ordinary wizards and world peace. Who is wrong?"

"Mystery man...?" Nott and zabini on the other side replied hesitantly that although their father or mother was related to death eaters, Dumbledore was the headmaster and peacetime after all.

"No, nothing wrong!" Malfoy looked at HEMA's side face and flashed.

"Yes! Because you are a mysterious person, you think you are right. If you are Dumbledore, you will think Dumbledore is right, and we should choose our own favorable direction, not blindly, but to decide what we want. "

"I see..." Malfoy nodded thoughtfully. The two opposite seemed to fall into silence and began to think about something.

But HEMA smiled and began to eat the snacks bought by the people opposite. In fact, he made up these chicken soup words just now.

Because what is right or wrong and what position has nothing to do with him. He just needs to choose the road he wants to take in his heart, and it's enough to protect himself and his loved ones.

But in the next second, when HEMA picked up her cup to drink water, the car that was still bright suddenly darkened, and then suddenly shook!

"Ah! What's going on?! "

"HEMA?"

"There seems to be something outside?!"

"Ah!" Some girls outside were also frightened and shouted.

"It's so cold..." Malfoy also stood up from his seat, stretched out his magic wand and lit up this small space.

"Don't move... It's Dementors..." HEMA reminded the three little wizards. They widened their eyes and shrank inward.

But the next second, there was a dull bang, a dark shadow directly swept through the glass outside the car, and a window sash spread directly.

HEMA drew out her big black wand directly and aimed it at the door. At the moment, he became a little nervous.

Because God calling guard has been learned on paper, but it's the first time to use it. If it doesn't succeed, it's really embarrassing. Although an accident is unlikely, it's still Dumbledore's territory after all. They don't dare to be too presumptuous.

The next second, a huge dark figure floated slowly from the other end of the corridor. HEMA was a little excited. Come on, bastard!