Chapter 599

In general, today's three broom bar is a rotten Youth Theater.

Here, inexplicably noisy love comedies are wrapped in bursts of sour smell. They are staged one after another, and even the curtain has not fallen, making the actors play one after another.

In that list of actors, there is a role that seems to have not been assigned much, but all this has to be said to be related to him.

Yes, his name is "Ron Weasley".

Then, when the three brooms were almost in a mess, where did he go alone? Not many people know about this... Well, surprisingly, Draco Malfoy is one of them.

To be honest, when Ron was invited by Draco, his first reaction was to refuse. This invitation from the "enemy" looks like a conspiracy - is Draco having another bad idea?

The Weasleys and Malfoys have not paid each other since their ancestors.

At the beginning, the Weasley family was not as poor as they are now. As a pure blood family with ancient historical heritage, they were also famous for a time. In the heyday of that family, the Malfoy family, which is also a top pure blood family, had more than one parting with the Weasley family because of some interest needs.

Today, with the "unremitting efforts" of generations of people, the Weasley family has finally come to a dead end. Although they still have certain advantages compared with ordinary wizard families, compared with the past, they will find that it is a gap between heaven and earth.

In such a poor situation, how could the Malfoy family with a long history of contradictions not try their best to run on the Weasley family? What's more, the Weasley family, which has always been fond of Muggles, has long been crowned with the name of "pure blood traitor".

Just like the frequent friction between Lucius Malfoy and Arthur Weasley, Draco and Ron look down on each other. If they can quarrel, they can never choose to talk well.

This time, however, Draco took the initiative to send Ron a personal invitation, hoping to meet Ron alone.

In Ron's view, this is really too incredible.

However, even though the invitation was full of too many doubts, Ron decided to meet Draco for the last time after thinking about it. This time he was not reckless. In fact, he had thought it over and over again, but finally he chose to observe it first.

Of course, what he tried to believe was not Draco Malfoy who hit his opponent, but Maka.

Many people don't agree with Maka's behavior of helping the Malfoy family. They all felt that the Malfoy family, even if they were pitiful, should not receive charity full of goodwill, because what they had done in the past decided that they did not deserve this precious gift.

However, only Ron, Hermione, Harry and others who have a deep relationship with Marca will understand that every decision made by a teenager as old as them will be found to be a meaningful action in the end. It's just two times at a time, but if it's all the same, no wonder Ron has such a strong sense of trust in Marca.

Since Marca can spend time making friends with Malfoy's family, what does Ron Weasley still worry about here?

Draco's invitation was in the afternoon of Hogsmeade day - which Draco chose; As for the place Ron will go for this, it is a place Ron chose himself.

At this moment, while lavender and Neville started a dispute, Ron was sitting face to face with Draco. They had been speechless for a long time in the Leaky Cauldron bar.

Ron didn't speak because he didn't know what he should say to the other party. To put it bluntly, he felt that he had reached the limit of patience by sitting with Draco.

Compared with this, he actually wondered why Draco didn't speak. You know, Draco took the initiative to send out this invitation!

"Malfoy, I'm here. What are you looking for me to do?" Ron couldn't help it. He quickly threw the question he had held for a long time to Draco.

After Ron asked, Draco put down his cup and looked straight at Ron.

"Weasley, I'm here to apologize for my past misconduct." Draco stared at him for a moment, and his face of depression and firmness seemed contradictory, "I really want to thank McLean for saving my father and exempting him from Azkaban's punishment, but... I think even if he accepted my thanks, it was just perfunctory. I'm afraid my gratitude doesn't matter to him."

Ron could feel the sincerity in Draco's words, but the feeling of sincerity in Draco made him feel quite uncomfortable.

"So?" Ron thought for a moment, with a puzzled look on his face. "Why did you come to me? And you came to me alone - although I don't know what you think, I think it's better for you to go to Harry or Hermione than to come to me, isn't it?"

Compared with the past, the most obvious difference is that Ron has learned how to "see himself". Introspection and self-examination can always let people find out their weaknesses and grow more rapidly and solidly in the near future.

"Yes, it will be more effective to find them, and I think so," Draco said impolitely. "Especially Granger, she is really smart and good at looking at all people and things from an objective point of view."

As when Draco came to ask for a meeting with members of the order of the Phoenix last time, Hermione was the first of the three to show that she was willing to help regardless of past grievances.

Of course, that hasn't been done yet. After a letter was sent to black's old house, there was no news, let alone the meeting with Draco.

"Yes! You're right..."

Ron shook his head. Although he was able to face himself, what he heard from others was so harsh after all.

"So," he said, after a pause and sorting out his mood, "Why are you looking for me?"

But Draco across the table took a deep breath and seemed to be making some psychological preparations. After he breathed out his turbid breath, the color of patience that had gradually appeared on his face poured out.

"Because the hatred between me and you, our Malfoy family and your Weasley family is the biggest. There is no doubt that you are the last person I can make friends with." Draco frowned and slowly explained, "so I will invite you first - as long as you can accept my existence, others will have trust."

"Trust? Accept you?" Ron couldn't help glancing. "Do you think it's possible?"

"At least you have responded to my invitation this time." Draco suddenly lowered his eyes and said faintly.

"In other words, are you going to be friends with me... And us?" Ron said with a more puzzled look on his face. "Are you serious?"

It is common for older children of their age to make some new friends. But if this happened between Draco and Ron... Ron must be the first not to believe it.

"Friend?" Draco seemed tired of the word, but after a moment of hesitation, he finally nodded, "... Yes, I think it can be said -- 'friend'."

"It's impossible."

Ron waved his hand quite decisively, indicating that Draco didn't have to say that again.

"Really?"

Draco touched his sleeve and suddenly really changed the subject. But what he said next stunned Ron on the spot.

"Weasley, do you want to duel with me?"

"What do you... Mean?"

Ron was stunned for a long time, and the puzzled moment in his expression was replaced by surprise. He even doubted whether Draco's brain had been completely destroyed by the plight of his family.

"It's not interesting," Draco said, shaking his head gently. "Remember? We have proposed to duel with each other more than once. Although it was all in the past, I don't think it's too late to make it up now."

"I don't know what you're thinking!" said Ron, rising to his feet and turning to leave directly. "I'm leaving. Today is a rare Festival. I don't want to waste my time on this boring conversation!"

But even so, Draco remained unmoved in his chair.

"Don't you dare?" he asked softly, "afraid of losing face to me?"

"I don't dare?" Ron suddenly turned back and stared at Draco. "Do you think I would say that? Come on! Malfoy, I don't know what you're thinking, but all I know is that I'm not even interested in your suggestion! See you again!"

Then he turned his head again and went straight to the back door of the Leaky Cauldron bar.

"... inexplicable." right next to the backyard wall leading to Diagon lane, Ron whispered, knocked off the brick wall and left without looking back.

In the bar ahead, Draco forced his fingers into his blond hair, and the expression on his face was unspeakably complex. Suddenly, his hands clenched again and hit the table heavily, causing many people in the broken cauldron bar to cast inexplicable eyes at him.

"Damn it!"