Under one person, join the chat group from the Tangmen chapter

Chapter 237 Draco Malfoy
Harry Potter: @人-Russell, boss, have you finished transforming Peter?
Russell maintained his illusion barrier and stood at one end of the carriage where Harry was, glancing at him silently.

Everyone was immersed in the fresh knowledge, and he even suspected that even if he lifted the illusion barrier, these little wizards would not care about him, a stranger.

One person - Russell: The transformation has been completed. When Voldemort is summoned, I will hand it over to you.

Harry Potter: Even my memories of my biological parents are based on photos based on the original movie and reality.

Harry Potter: Peter Pettigrew, in my heart, he is just a symbol of hate.I'm more looking forward to his performance in front of Voldemort than dealing with it.

A light flashed in Harry's green eyes. He was chatting with Hermione and Ron as usual, and he didn't look like he was talking in the chat group at all.

Person-Russell: You will see it, and when the time comes, I will invite you to come over and experience it on the spot.

Harry Potter: [Expectation.jpg].

Russell stretched out his hand and touched the carriage, and the incantation of Flying Thunder God flashed away.

He turned on the phantom barrier, opened the window, jumped off the train, and then stood firmly on the grass.

Russell sensed his surroundings, and the water pools and hillsides came to mind one by one.

These natural things are not as simple as they seem. Some simple magic words float on their surfaces, like guards.

This kind of mountains and water has been spreading into the distance. Two hundred kilometers away in the direction of the train, the magic text on their surfaces becomes more and more dense.

In Russell's eyes, the magic texts were woven into layers of magic webs. Only where the rails were laid were there narrow passages without warning magic texts.

Russell's eyes flashed, and then he used the Flying Thunder God technique to return to the train.

What will happen if you touch those magic words?

Russell briefly described what he saw and what he wanted to do in the chat group.

Harry's expression suddenly turned strange while he was eating snacks.

"What's wrong with you, Harry?" Ron was struggling with the final mix of flavored magic taffy.

The meals he eats at home usually consist of potatoes, and he rarely even gets tomatoes, let alone the expensive-looking snacks on the train.

The inhumane Harry directly exceeded his dream.

The snacks on the table are piled higher than others.

Ron decided to worship Harry after finishing his snacks... Well, in short, from now on, if Harry asked him to go west, he would never go east, and if Harry asked him to go north, he would never go south.

"Are the Happy Cocoa Beans too sweet?" Ron's face was full of concern, fearing that Harry's uncomfortable mood would last a second longer.

"No, I just thought of something, um..." Harry thought about his words and then said, "I had some bad premonitions just now, so I was stunned for a moment."

He used a simple transformation technique to change the shape of the chocolate frog in his hand.

The pattern on the half-palm-sized chocolate frog changed from dynamic to static. Dumbledore, who was originally graceful and seemed to be explaining the truth, instantly turned into an 'alien creature' with no hair and no nose——

Voldemort.

Harry sighed inwardly, his magic practice was not yet complete.

If the transformation technique were more advanced, he could turn Voldemort's head into a dynamic image of Avada Kedavra, without destroying the original dynamic magic and mimicry magic.

He silently handed the chocolate frog in his hand to Ron, and then gave his future roommate a comforting smile.

"Don't worry, Ron. This sudden prophetic dream will not disturb my mood."

Ron breathed a sigh of relief and took the chocolate frog handed over by Harry without warning.

He pinched the legs of the chocolate frog tightly to prevent it from jumping out of his hands, and looked at the pattern on it with some doubts.

"Hey, it's a bit disgusting." Ron hesitated for a while, and finally, based on the principle of not wasting, stuffed the chocolate frog into his mouth.

"But it tastes very good. It's the peach flavor that I like." His eyes were shining and he was in a good mood, so he asked smoothly:
"Who was that person just now? He looked so ugly and evil."

Ron just asked casually, but he didn't take it seriously and planned to look for something delicious again.

"Voldemort."

! ? ?

Ron's body stiffened, like a mouse being stared at by a cat. His arms and thighs were tightly pressed against his body, and then his hands and feet began to feel cold and trembling.

"Harry, I'm asking about the pattern on the chocolate frog just now..."

Ron had a 'don't tease me' expression, but his stomach had begun to feel uneasy, and he even felt like vomiting.Harry didn't say anything, just shrugged and gave him a look that said, "You'll understand for yourself."

"Oh, God." Ron rolled his eyes and his whole body twitched violently.

He actually swallowed the mysterious man into his stomach!

Ruined.

That guy who does all kinds of evil will definitely devour all his internal organs!
Ron felt fear in his heart, and the churning feeling in his stomach became more intense.

His body's reaction further aggravated his inner fear, and he even began to lose the feeling of his heart beating.

"Petrify them all!" Hermione drew out her wand like lightning, and a red light instantly hit Ron.

Harry twitched the corner of his mouth and said softly: "Hermione, you are too harsh."

"I'm saving ourselves." Hermione pointed at the pale Ron and said seriously:
"Harry, you should have noticed that Ron has started retching. If he throws up in front of us, even if it is cleaned up, it will be difficult to relieve our mood."

"It makes sense." Harry thought for a moment and agreed.

Oh, great.By the way, you saved my life too.Ron thought to himself.

He looked at the male and female pair in front of him with a crooked mouth and eyes, and suddenly felt that eating Voldemort was nothing.

Is there anything more hopeless than having to be classmates with Harry and Hermione for the next seven years?

"Bang!"

The door of the compartment where Harry was sitting was kicked open forcefully, and a arrogant-looking young man with blond hair and a slender back walked in with figure-footed steps.

Behind him were two tall young men who didn't look very smart.

"I heard that the Boy-Who-Lived, Harry Potter is here?" Malfoy raised his chin, his Adam's apple moving up and down like a newly pointed tip.

"I am Draco Malfoy, the only son of the Malfoy family, the future prefect of Slytherin, the greatest house at Hogwarts, the future Minister of Magic, and one of the greatest wizards in the wizarding world in the future."

"The last bloodline of the Potter family." Draco looked at Harry condescendingly, his eyes showing the giving look of a well-trained superior.

"I allow you to join Slytherin and become one of the footnotes of the great wizards."

Behind Draco, Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe proudly raised their chests, like flags fluttering in the wind.

Hermione opened her mouth wide, and Ron was almost lifted from petrification by Draco's words.

It's amazing, it's incredible.

Ron thought.

He only dared to imagine that he could earn a net of twenty gold galleons every month in the cramped and damp-smelling bed.

But the skinny blond kid in front of him who looked like he could be knocked down with one punch actually told such an outrageous dream.

"There are no normal people at Hogwarts."

Ron thought his twin brothers, George and Fred, were trying to scare him, but facts spoke louder than words.

They may be telling the truth.

Maybe he should also be careful that there really is a wizard in Hogwarts disguised as a black mutant Crooked Bat...

"The Malfoys." Harry looked up at Draco and smiled, with neither disdain nor admiration in his green eyes.

"According to noble tradition, the victor will receive all the collections and vassals of the defeated."

Draco's expression changed, and he looked a little unnatural.

"Then, the Malfoy family, who once surrendered to Voldemort, should at least maintain their due submission in front of the victors, the Potter family."

"Am I right? Mr. Malfoy."

Russell cracked the melon seeds with a smile on his face. He planned to test the magic text function around Hogwarts later.

After all, our Mr. Malfoy's face has begun to bulge out like a pufferfish.

It would be a shame to miss the scene where he explodes.

　Death

　　
　
(End of this chapter)