Chapter 385

"... so what happens to those who break the contract?"

Under Ron's urgent questioning, Harry also turned his curious eyes to Hermione. But just as Hermione wanted to whisper to them, she was interrupted by another sudden voice.

"Miss Granger -"

The crisp cry immediately attracted the attention of the three people. They turned their heads almost at the same time and looked in the direction of the sound.

"Miss Granger... Oh! Mr. Weasley and Mr. Potter are here?"

Running briskly from the other side of the hall, it was Helen Shane, who had just been incorporated into Hogwarts last night and became one of the third grade "freshmen" of many Gryffindors.

"Good morning!" Helen waved to them happily.

Compared with yesterday's formality, she seems to be more cheerful and lively today. Perhaps it was because after a night's bedroom life that Hermione and them obviously felt different.

The sense of distance between Helen and them is gradually disappearing with the increase of smiles.

"Ah - Good morning, Helen," Hermione smiled. "Just call our names!"

"Oh! That's great -" Helen nodded. "Hermione, Harry and Ronald!"

"'ron '-" Hermione pointed to Ron and laughed. "Just call him' Ron '. That's what we all call him! He wouldn't be used to calling him his real name!"

"No, no," Ron waved his hand. "I think I'll get quite used to it... If you like, please call me 'Ronald'

"Do you think you can really afford the name?" Hermione said impolitely. "Just call him 'Ron', or he'll get carried away!"

"Well..." Helen looked at Ron in some trouble. "Is it really OK?"

"Well, well... Just call me 'Ron'!" Ron seemed to give up and muttered dejectedly. "Do I really have no appearance of 'ruler'... As long as there is a little bit!"

"Before thinking about the 'ruler', take 'strong' and 'capable' as the goal of life!" Hermione said angrily. "You must think so when Mr. Weasley named you!"

Harry reached out and patted Ron on the back, smiled and encouraged him, "come on, I'm sure you'll deserve the name sooner or later, Mr. strong and capable ruler!"

"Even you laugh at me! Are we still good friends?" Ron put a hook around Harry's neck and said angrily, "Hermione, what does Harry's name mean?"

"Hmm..." Hermione said with a suppressed smile. "I remember it was like -- 'a steamed stuffed bun stealing bird eggs'?"

Looking at the three people playing treasure again, Helen couldn't help giggling. It seems that as long as you are around these three little lions, life will not lack joy.

"Hey! Let's hurry to have breakfast! Breakfast time will be over in a while..."

Urged by Harry's dark face, the four little wizards frolicked and walked together to the side porch leading to the auditorium.

But just then, a slightly thin figure came out of the door opening when Helen came, and watched them disappear into the corner of the side porch from a distance.

"Sokas? What are you doing standing here?"

Suddenly, a voice sounded behind him. He almost subconsciously put his hand to his waist, but then he naturally lifted it up and rubbed it on his shoulder.

"Oh, Mr. Malfoy?" he turned back and smiled. "I may have fallen asleep last night... Hogwarts's bed is much softer than I used to sleep..."

Yes, this figure is the Minos student whose name is very tongue twister. According to Helen, he used to seem to be the student chairman of Minos, but now he is a sixth grader of Slytherin.

When he was in the atrium lobby of the Ministry of magic that day, he took the initiative to come out and talk to Maka.

"You'll get used to it soon, sokas," Malfoy said with an elegant smile, stroking his short blond hair. "The living facilities in Hogwarts are very good. Our family alone has donated a lot of money to the school."

"Really?" sokas smiled and nodded. "The conditions here are really good... Oh, by the way! I've heard of Mr. Potter. Is his... No problem?"

He asked, pointing to his forehead and motioning to Malfoy.

"Hahaha, our potter boy, there's really something wrong with his head," Malfoy said happily. "I didn't expect you to understand this truth soon after you came here - as I did in the beginning, I recognized that he was a 'pure blood traitor'."

"Oh?" sokas said with interest, "betrayer of pure blood"... What do you say? "

"That guy is a pure blood wizard, but he is always mixed with mixed blood and even mud species - don't you think?" Malfoy glanced and disdained. "His behavior itself is tarnishing our sacred and noble pure blood wizard family!"

"Well..." sokas said thoughtfully, "that's too bad..."

"But... Although I've always wanted to teach that pure blood scum a lesson, you must remember," Malfoy suddenly approached sokas and whispered, "don't get too close to that Harry Potter and his dirty little friends - the backers behind them are not easy to mess with!"

"Backer?" sokas seemed to be thinking about something, a little absent-minded, "who?"

"... Marca McLean," Malfoy continued after habitually looking left and right when he mentioned the name, "is the current professor of ancient magic Literature - listen, don't mess with that guy. The best way is to avoid him forever!"

"Forever? Isn't that too much?" sokas laughed. "He must be very powerful to become a professor at Hogwarts so young... But anyway, he won't do anything to hurt students?"

"Hum! I've never seen anything to worry about!" Malfoy snorted angrily. "In short, it's right to believe me! My father told me so - if I didn't like you, I wouldn't tell you so kindly!"

"Of course, thank you for your care," sokas nodded to Malfoy. "I'll have the interesting Necklace mentioned last night sent to my family as soon as possible."

"Ha ha - I said, don't be so polite," Malfoy said happily. "Unlike the potter boy, you are an excellent pure blood Wizard - I believe that in the next days, we will collide with a wonderful spark of friendship!"

"Aren't we already friends?" sokas said with a smile.

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On the other hand, as soon as Hermione and Helen entered the auditorium, they found that there was a special sense of tension here. Most of the students in the auditorium gathered in a group of three or five and chattered about something. The scene seemed chaotic.

They had just found a space to sit down at Gryffindor's long table when Fred, George, Neville and Ginny rushed here together.

"Did you all see it?" Fred asked hurriedly.

"Does she already know?" George added tacitly as usual.

"So... What should we do?" Neville still looked a little timid, and he whispered.

Everyone looked at Harry and Hermione with some urgency, and Fred glanced around warily, as if to make sure there was no professor nearby.

Hermione looked at them, but her eyes subconsciously glanced at Helen, wondering whether she should avoid the cheerful and lovely little girl.

"Of course it will continue," Harry didn't care about Helen. He just came up to Fred and others and whispered, "this must not stop us, can't it?"

"We knew you would say that," said George happily, extending his finger and poking Harry heavily under the rib.

"What about the two prefects? You have to continue --" Fred looked at Hermione and Ron, but couldn't help but stop when he noticed the curious Helen.

"What are you talking about?" Helen looked here and there, wondering, "what are you going to 'continue'?"

"Er..." Hermione hesitated, "well, in fact..."

"Oh - no, no," Helen seemed to see Hermione's hesitation and quickly waved her hands to stop. "If it's an important secret, it's okay not to tell me... We just met. I'm too familiar."

"No, that..."

Seeing Helen's discretion, Hermione felt as if she had done something wrong.

But even so, it really needs to be more careful at the moment. Especially when Umbridge obviously knew it, it was no accident.

"... well, I'm sorry..." Hermione said guiltily, "wait... When the situation settles down, I'll invite Helen to join you! I promise!"

"It's all right!" Helen smiled sweetly. "Well, you talk first... I'll go over there and maybe make some more friends!"

With that, she immediately took two steps back, then turned around lightly and walked to the other side.

"Oh -" Hermione said apologetically, "what a good girl!"

"Yes... Oh, Ernie and Hannah are coming this way too," Ron looked back and happened to see several figures on the other side. "Well... And Ravenclaw's... Oh! Zacharis Smith!"

Ron couldn't help looking at Hermione when he saw the last person he wanted to see.

"You didn't say that just now! What will happen to the informant?"

However, Hermione's eyes were full of panic.

"There will be two Ninja characters on her cheek, itching and painful... This is not the time to say that! Those fools can't come now, it's too suspicious - go back!" she gestured to Ernie and Hannah, trying to make them understand, "wait - go back - later - talk about it!"