"Malfoy, didn't you take a break from school? Professor McGonagall told us after a previous dinner, how are you... at home?"
Hermione was the first to speak. Although she didn't have any dealings with Malfoy, she was at least more tolerant than Harry and Ron. Those tit-for-tat confrontations in the past, in retrospect, were as childish as children playing with each other.
Under her guidance, Harry and Ron secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It's not that they don't understand the current situation of the Malfoy family. Although they obviously don't know much, they don't know everything. Most of the little lions in Gryffindor House have this kind of character. When facing the weak, they often show compassion unconsciously.
yes! Draco Malfoy was now considered the weak side, which inevitably made Harry and the others secretly sigh.
"Are you sympathizing with me?" Malfoy heard Hermione mentioning the situation at home, and his heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle. After a moment of hesitation, he felt a faint He turned away angrily and said, "I don't need your sympathy. You don't have to ask me such stupid...questions like this again."
His blond hair was still as meticulously combed as usual, and there was not even a wrinkle in the wizard's robe. This rigorous living habit that he has cultivated since he was a child, just like his pride of being born into a pure-blood family, has never left him.
But the so-called situation is stronger than people, and the downturn of his family has had a great impact on him, and even his usual arrogant words are gradually beginning to fade. The "foolishness" that he couldn't fully express seemed to be a small microcosm of his current life, silently complaining about the heavy burden that those terrible accidents had brought to him.
"Hermione is... well, she cares about you, right?"
Harry was Malfoy's old enemy, and he couldn't hear the insulting word that was almost blurted out. But he took it back in time just in the middle of what he said, which really made him wonder whether he should be angry or not.
"It's okay -" Hermione stopped Harry, indicating that there was no need to argue with Malfoy again at this time, "Okay, I can apologize - we won't ask again. I just want to know, you Why did you come to us this time?"
"I wanted to meet some people, but I didn't know where to find them," Malfoy pondered for a moment, and then said expressionlessly, "Then I thought about it and thought you must know, so I rushed over right away. ."
"You don't know but we do?" Hermione asked confused, "Who are you looking for?"
"Dumbledore founded an organization in the past to fight... Voldemort." Malfoy paused again before saying the name that had been tabooed by wizards for many years. "Members of that organization were also active here before. , until Voldemort failed recently... I think you should understand, now I need to see them... yes, right now."
"You want to meet the members of the Order of the Phoenix?" Ron asked with a strange look on his face. "Why are you meeting them? Do you want to apologize to them? Or do you want to repent for the bad things you did in the past?"
"What bad thing have I done? Crabbe and Goyle beat you up a few times, but is that considered a bad thing?"
After Malfoy heard this, he immediately pushed him back. It was obvious that although he had restrained himself a lot, he still couldn't bear it when he was being subconsciously ridiculed by Ron. The blond Malfoy family and the red-haired Weasley family can be considered a feud. One side is proud of pure blood, and the other is the shame of pure blood. It is probably impossible for these two families to live in peace in this life.
"Hey! Malfoy, you-"
Ron was obviously aroused by Malfoy, and he gritted his teeth for a while, wanting to rush forward and punch him twice.
"Okay!" Hermione waved her hand again and frowned, "Malfoy, we understand what you want to do, but why do you want to see them? Without explanation, I don't think we can bring them identity revealed."
Malfoy returned his eyes to Hermione, no longer looking at Ron's provocative posture. But he seemed very hesitant, and after a while he actually shook his head.
"I don't want to say more about the reasons," he took a deep breath and said slowly, "I can only assure you that I will not do things that I shouldn't do, and there is no point in doing it. I'm looking for them this time. , I just want to ask them a few questions and confirm one thing with them."
"Then I'm afraid we won't have to talk about it," Hermione shook her head decisively. "Many of them are inconvenient to reveal their identities, which is one of the reasons why they always insist on keeping it secret. This is actually unnecessary. If I tell you more, I believe you can understand the truth."
"Really?" Malfoy's expression remained unchanged. He just closed his eyes slightly and thought for a moment, then nodded immediately, "I understand, so be it..."
After saying that, he turned around suddenly and wanted to leave with steady steps.
"Well... wait a minute," Hermione didn't know what she thought of. She suddenly stopped the other party with words, "Logically speaking, it shouldn't be up to us to decide whether they want to see you or not. I'm sending a letter now. In the past, if you still have time, just wait here... let them decide whether they will see you or not, okay?"
"Hermione?"
Upon hearing this, Harry immediately cast a questioning look at her, and Ron also looked over.
None of them understood why Hermione suddenly changed her mind. Although writing a letter is not a big deal, but... Is it really necessary to spend more time on this guy Malfoy
"Just asking for him, it's no big deal, right?" Hermione turned her head and explained quickly, "Although the Malfoy family has always acted arrogantly, they must not be arrogant now. And for those who are now at a trough The Malfoy family, maybe Lupin and the others will find some special value."
"What the hell is it worth?" Ron muttered quietly.
Hermione glanced at him and shook her head slightly.
"Didn't Maka also choose to take advantage of Malfoy's father? Maybe this will be of some benefit to the Order of the Phoenix." Seeing Malfoy turning around, she further lowered her voice, "We're probably the same here - we're just asking for him, what's the harm?"
"You decide."
Harry shrugged, but stood straight up, not wanting to look at Malfoy's face again.
Although he did this because he hated Malfoy from the bottom of his heart, it was more out of discomfort. It was actually a very strange feeling, as if he wanted to see the little Slytherin snake who was sarcastic when he disagreed. This made him start to wonder if he was the so-called "masochist" "Crazy".
"I'll wait here, you go write a letter -"
As they were talking, Malfoy had already returned to Hermione, who immediately stopped talking.
"You... you can come in and sit for a while. I don't think anyone will come out to deliberately embarrass you now."
Hermione looked around and found that the corridor was naturally dark, and there was no place to sit. As a girl who thought she was broad-minded enough, she thought she might as well let Malfoy go into the common room and sit down and wait, so as not to make people think that their Gryffindors didn't know how to treat guests.
"No need," Malfoy refused her kindness without appreciation and urged dryly, "Go quickly! Don't worry about me..."
Hermione, Harry, and Ron looked at each other for a few times, then nodded slightly, then turned and returned to the doorway behind the Fat Lady's portrait.
"You actually want to invite him in? What do you think of him? A friend or a distinguished guest?" Ron looked a little angry and said with a dissatisfied look on his face, "If he wants to stand in the corridor as punishment, let him stand! "
"Stop talking nonsense," Hermione waved her hand nonchalantly, walked quickly to the round table where she had been reading, and took out a small piece of parchment from her big bag, "Well... tell me, do you want it?" How about sending a letter to Maka too?"
"Then we'll have to borrow another barn owl," Harry said, suddenly looking at the magic wall clock on the wall, and immediately reminded, "It will be lights out time in a while, and the west tower is not far away from here. It’s close, can you make it in time?”
"It shouldn't be a problem," Hermione thought for a while and said, "But there's no need to rush the letter to Maka. I can write it slowly in a while. I just have something I want to talk to Maka about, so I can write it along this time. tell him… "
As she spoke, she picked up the quill, dipped it in ink, and started writing.
Hermione's handwriting is not bad, not to mention gorgeous and elegant, at least it is neat and clear. Coupled with her always quick thinking, this letter asking about Lu Ping was finished in a short time.
"Okay!" Hermione folded the parchment and stuffed it into the envelope. Then she picked up her wand and taped the seal gently to stick it together. "Let's go! Let me borrow your Hedwig." —”
"What's the word 'use it'? My Hedwig is not an object!" Harry took the envelope directly and followed Hermione and Ron out to the corridor again.
Their hurrying back and forth made the other little lions in the common room very curious. But curiosity is curiosity, and they have no interest in getting together to find out more about Malfoy, that annoying guy.
"Let's go! Malfoy, you can follow us to the Owlery," Hermione greeted him, "Or you can continue to wait here?"
"I'll go too." Malfoy said without hesitation.