Douluo: Huo Yuhao of the clone style

Chapter 273, Harry: Hi, I am Weasley’s poor relative

Just as Hermione was about to make a comment on Harry's abilities, the door of the box opened again.

"So, the rumors are true?"

The visitor was a boy who was even more arrogant than Hermione.

"The Weasleys hooked up with the legendary Harry Potter?"

His tone was quite arrogant, and he almost looked down upon Harley and the others.

Behind him, there were two boys who looked like bodyguards.

"Draco Malfoy, these are Crabbe and Goyle."

Just as Harry expected, the boy who looked at people with his nose was Malfoy.

The old rival in the original novel who had been entangled with the male version of himself for six semesters and did all kinds of disgusting things to him.

"So, which of you is Harry Potter?"

"none of your business?"

Before Harry could speak, Ron stepped forward.

His ears were red and tended to spread to his cheeks. It was obvious that Malfoy's words just now made him very unhappy.

"I won't bother with you, Weasley."

Malfoy seemed to want to show his demeanor in front of "Harry".

"Now, take the famous pureblood waste and your poor sister and leave this box."

He raised his head higher.

"My sister?"

Ron was confused.

"Isn't that the redhead over there in the hat?"

Malfoy tilted his mouth and motioned Ron to look at Harry behind Hermione.

This little sister seems to be more favored than the other Weasley brothers and can even buy new clothes.

But it doesn't matter. A Weasley is not worth mentioning.

"Is she old enough to go to Hogwarts this year? Or is your family finally unable to afford to raise a child and is planning to send her to Hogwarts?"

Malfoy scoffed.

This taunt was recognized by Goyle and Crabbe, and they both laughed a little harshly.

When Malfoy was feeling proud of his language skills, he suddenly discovered a small problem.

For some reason, the Weasley in front of him didn't get angry after hearing his sarcasm. Instead, he looked very happy.

Even Neville next to him was laughing secretly.

This made Malfoy feel confused.

'How can anyone be happy after being ridiculed?'

Malfoy, who couldn't figure it out, could only blame it on the fact that pure-blood traitors didn't have good brains.

On the other hand, although Hermione didn't like this presumptuous guy, she was still prepared to explain for Harry for the sake of getting along with her classmates.

But Harley grabbed Miss Beaver and stopped her from speaking before she could say anything.

Now Harry and the people in the chat group want to see when Draco will realize that they have recognized the wrong person.

"Yes, that's it."

Seeing Harry's actions, Draco seemed to have taken some tonic pills and looked full of energy.

He shook his head and said quite proudly:
"That's what a pure-blood traitor should do. Stay under the true elites and listen to their teachings."

Crabbe and Goyle continued to laugh in the background, just like supporting actors.

Ron and Neville lowered their heads, their bodies shaking.

This look of being angry but not being able to speak out gave Malfoy a strange sense of satisfaction.

Sure enough, just as my father said, the Malfoy family is the greatest, and any wizard must respect the Malfoys.

His heart was cheering.

Look at these three people. No matter how unhappy they are, they can only listen to his scolding.

Malfoy deeply felt how worthwhile it was to spend so much time looking for this box.

This Miss Savior is his lucky star.

Of course, although Malfoy felt emotional, he did not forget the main purpose of this trip.

He looked down at Hermione, who had a strange expression on her face.

I guess with these two cowards as a backdrop, Miss Porter has fully realized who is the more worthy person to make friends with, right?
This is what Malfoy thought and said.

Then, Ron, unable to hold it back any longer, burst into startling laughter.

Goyle and Crabbe were both startled by Ron, and their shrill laughter was forced to stop.

Ron's laughter also brought about a chain reaction.

Neville also couldn't hold back his laughter and lay on the table.

Hermione smiled a little, but felt it was not nice to laugh at her classmates, so she immediately restrained herself.

At this point, no matter how dumb Malfoy was, he realized that something was wrong.

He took two steps back in panic and looked around at everyone in the box.

"Aren't you Harry Potter?"

Finally, Malfoy responded.

"I'm Hermione Granger and she is Harry Potter."

Hermione pointed at Harry and introduced Malfoy.

"Hello, I am Harry Potter, the poor sister of the Weasley family."

Harry's tone was full of teasing.

"me……"

Under Harry's gaze, Malfoy's pale face began to turn red.

"Remember this, Longbottom, Weasley."

He said something harsh to Neville and Ron and then fled.

Goyle and Crabbe followed behind and left.

"Pfft - Malfoy."

Ron cursed at the three men's backs.

"Isn't it bad to laugh at your classmates like this?"

Hermione, who was not aware of the love and hate in the wizarding world, asked.

"That's how they should be treated."

Ron glared at Hermione.

That look was like hearing Hermione say the sun was square.

"The Malfoy family has always been a loyal supporter of the You-Know-Who, but after the You-Know-Who fell, they immediately returned to our side."

Considering that there was Harry who was unaware of the situation, Ron made a point to explain it.

"They got away with it by saying they were being controlled or something, but I bet they handed over a ton of gold to the Ministry."

"My grandmother also said that if the You-Know-Who wasn't dead, the Malfoys would definitely be the first to run up and lick his shoes."

Neville echoed.

According to their family's education, Malfoy and others are the kind of people who should never be played with.

"So Harry, you must not associate with them."

Ron said to Harry.

"He must be here to confuse you. If the mysterious man is really not dead, they will definitely trick you into offering you to that person."

"But You-Know-Who is dead, right?"

Hermione questioned.

“That’s what I read in the books.”

"That's all bullshit."

Ron said disdainfully.

"My father said that Dumbledore believes that the mysterious man has simply lost his magical ability and is hiding in some corner. Who knows when he will make a comeback."

In fact, Ron didn't agree with this statement before.

But for Harley's safety, he decided to use it to scare them.

"Dumbledore really thinks so?"

Hermione questioned.

"of course."

Ron said firmly.

"Many wizards know that Dumbledore advocates this."

"Ok."

After Ron moved out of Dumbledore, Hermione obviously believed it.

"I regret that I have to interrupt your seminar, but here we are."

Harry motioned for them to look out the window. It was getting darker, but they could still easily see that the train had slowed down.

At the same time, an announcement sounded, notifying them to get off the bus quickly.

Ron began hastily rummaging through the drawers, looking for his robes.

Hermione and Neville were also panicking because they hadn't found their missing toad yet.

"Wizards' pets are different from ordinary animals. Even if they are lost, they can walk back on their own."

Harley threw her robe aside and put it on elegantly.

"So, don't worry too much about your pets."

"really?"

Neville asked pathetically.

"real."

At least the toad in the original book always walked back on his own every time he got lost.

"And we don't have time to look for it."

As Harry spoke, the scenery outside came to a complete stop and the train arrived at the station.

"First-year students, follow me."

Hagrid's signature loud voice came from outside.

"Do not."

Neville was almost in tears.

Hermione and Ron comforted him as they followed Harry out of the car.

Despite the large number of passengers, Hagrid's outstanding altitude allowed all the freshmen to find him.

After everyone got off, Hagrid set off with the freshmen.

The freshmen walk in a different direction from the old students. It is said that they walk the same path that the four founding fathers took when they discovered Hogwarts.

Harry and his friends followed the narrow path, passed through the dense woods, and finally arrived at a vast black lake.

On the other side of the lake, on top of a high cliff is a towering castle.

That's Hogwarts.

There was a cheer in the chat group.

"Four people per boat."

Hagrid beckoned them aboard, and of course he had to get one for himself.

After everyone was on board, the small boats cut through the calm surface of the lake, and everyone looked quietly at the castle that was growing bigger and bigger.

Passing through the ivy curtain, they arrived at an underground dock.

"Wait, whose toad?"

Hagrid called as we disembarked.

"mine."

Neville said in surprise.

"Thank you."

After taking the toad, he thanked Hagrid and Harry repeatedly.

But Hagrid didn't give him the chance to continue speaking, as everyone above was still waiting for the new students to be sorted.

He greeted the freshmen and walked towards the tunnel.

Passing through the tunnel and across the lawn, Harry finally arrived at the gate of Hogwarts Castle.

“Achievement: Road to the Big Four.”

After arriving at Hogwarts, the group members pretended to send a message.

Before Harry could reply, Hagrid knocked on the oak door.

The person who opened the door was Professor McGonagall, who was helping Harry shop.

She took the group of little kids from Hagrid and began to explain to them the next things to pay attention to.

For example, the Sorting Ceremony later, and the school's lifestyle, etc...

"I'll pick you up when it's ready."

Professor McGonagall left the room to prepare for the Sorting.

As soon as she left, the young wizards began to discuss.

Except for Harry, everyone was sharing the information about the branch that they had heard with the people next to them.

Of course, each piece of information is less reliable than the last.

The differences between the four major colleges on a daily basis are outrageous.

Especially Slytherin.

At least half of the students in this house have parents who have been involved with Voldemort, while the other three houses have families that have been harmed by them to varying degrees.

Plus there's this guy Snape who's blatantly biased.

Therefore, most of the time, these four colleges are only a fuse away from a fight.

But even in this context, there is one tradition that everyone agrees on.

That is to deceive the freshmen and tell them how difficult the sorting ceremony is.

In this context, the sorting ceremony that the freshmen heard about was quite outrageous.

Some said they were going to fight trolls, some said they were going to test their new magic, and some said they were going to fight dragons...

"Harley, aren't you worried about the Sorting Ceremony later?"

Hermione looked at Harry who looked calm and couldn't help but ask.

The more answers she got from others, the more nervous she felt.

"Don't worry, I'm just wondering which house I'll be assigned to."

Harley answered honestly.

Honestly, if she wasn't Harry Potter, she would have wanted to go to Hufflepuff.

The first and most important reason is that Hufflepuff's dormitory and common room are close to the kitchen.

It would be convenient for a midnight snack or something.

The second reason is that Hufflepuffs have less to do.

Although Slytherin has conflicts with the other three houses, their main target is Gryffindor, which is the house he entered in the original book.

Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff usually watched from the sidelines when the two houses fought.

But the thing is, she is now Harry Potter, the center of everything that happens in the series.

Even if you go to Hufflepuff, you can't escape being involved in various problems.

"Which house do you want to go to? I prefer Gryffindor. I heard that Dumbledore graduated from there."

As if to relieve her own nervousness, Hermione couldn't stop talking once she started.

"No matter which academy it is, it will not affect a wizard's achievements."

Harry comforted her casually.

Anyway, just tell the Sorting Hat where you want to go, and it will sort you there.

"Then it's you who will learn, not the academy."

Harry's words really suited Hermione's taste.

Although she said she didn't feel instantly relaxed, it was at least much better than before.

"But I don't want to go to Slytherin."

Ron said after hearing what Harry said.

"Those people are wicked."

This may sound like a stereotype, but it is actually a kind of reality.

Before Voldemort, Slytherin was simply labeled ambitious and unscrupulous.

Although this still doesn't sound like a decent person, at least they are not so outstanding that they are all villains.

But under Voldemort's promotion, Slytherin almost became a breeding ground for dark wizards.

Even if there are a few people with normal minds, they will be assimilated into the overall environment and gradually become dark wizards.

"My grandmother said she would kick me out of the house if I was sorted into Slytherin."

Neville said as he held the toad.

But because he was too nervous, he almost strangled the toad to death.

Just when the little wizards wanted to discuss something, they were interrupted by the sudden appearance of ghosts.

Then Professor McGonagall returned.

She asked the young wizards to line up and follow her into the Great Hall.

It was a large room with four long tables.

The ceiling of the room is enchanted, displaying the scenery outside in real time.

Below the ceiling, there were countless floating candles, lighting up the entire auditorium.

All the other students except them have now taken their seats, waiting for the sorting ceremony with the teachers.

(End of this chapter)