Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

After listening for a while, Hermione stood up and walked with her feet to the door of the compartment.

She gently closed the door and prevented Malfoy's voice from coming in.

“He thinks Durmstrang is better for him?” Hermione exclaimed, "I wish he'd gone to school early so we wouldn't have to put up with him. ”

“I remember Krum was Durmstrang's too!” Ron said, "I've looked into this information. ”

“What, Krum's there too?!” Harry looks a little surprised, "but Sirius said earlier that the school was not well known...”

“To be precise, it's bad!” Hermione snorted scornfully, "according to the European Magic Education Assessment, the school attaches great importance to black magic, from which many black wizards graduate. ”

Durmstrang's tolerance for dark magic is, of course, within certain limits.

If dark wizards like Grindelwald and Voldemort do appear, they will also take action.

Historically, Grindelwald was expelled by Durmstrang.

Because they can no longer tolerate his chaotic and increasingly evil dark magic studies.

“But Krum looks good, by the way, where's the school?” Ron asks, "Which country? ”

“In one part of Northern Europe, I presume, near the Scandinavian Peninsula!” I've seen descriptions of the scenery around their school that fit perfectly into the Scandinavian environment, the largest peninsula in Europe and the highest ground, with vast forests covered with ice and snow, endless snowfields and glaciers, and extreme night sky, "Ivan said. ”

“Evan, you're amazing at extrapolating so much information.” Hermione exclaimed, "I'm just guessing that Demslong is probably far north, a very cold place, because their uniforms also include fur cloaks. ”

“That sounds good. Imagine what happens!” Ron said incredibly, "Pushing Malfoy off the glacier is like an accident, which probably won't be difficult. Too bad his mother likes him so much..."

“Mind your own business, Weasley! ”

Before Ron finished his words, he saw Draco Malfoy at the door.

He stood behind him, Krabs and Gore, his best friends, big and scary, like fiends and fiends.

It's incredible that they both seem to have grown at least another foot this summer.

Apparently, they eavesdropped on the conversation just now through the door of the compartment.

“Out, Malfoy, we didn't invite you in.” Harry coldly said.

Malfoy ignored him, and he looked at Ivan by the window in awe and looked at Ron again.

Ron's words clearly made Malfoy very angry, and he wasn't ready to leave like this.

“Weasley, what is that?” He pointed to the piglet's cage and asked.

There, one sleeve of Ron's gown hangs from the cage.

As the train continues to swing, it looks like a moldy lace on the cuffs is very noticeable.

Ron tried to hide the robe, but Malfoy moved faster than him, grabbed the sleeve in front of him and pulled harder.

“Look at this!” Malfoy was so happy, he lifted Ron's robes and showed them to Crabb and Gore, "Weasley, do you want to wear clothes like this, I mean, they were still fashionable around the 1890s...”

“Eat shit, Malfoy!” Ron's face rose to the same color as a gown robe, one that Malfoy had taken from him.

Malfoy made a series of high-pitched mockeries, and Crabb and Gore laughed with silliness and a ragged voice.

“What, you want in, Weasley? You want to try and make your family proud? You know, this has to do with money, if you win, you'll have the money to buy some decent robes..."

“What are you talking about?” Ron asked angrily.

“Do you want to join?” Malfoy said it again, looking at Harry who was also angry at him, "I guess you would, Porter? You've never missed a chance to show off, have you? ”

“Explain yourself or go away, Malfoy.” Hermione lifted her eyes from the Standard Book of Spells, Grade 4 and said impatiently.

Hearing Hermione, a delightful smile swept past Malfoy's pale face.

“Do you not know?” He was happy to say, "Weasley, your father and your brother are both working in the Ministry of Magic. Don't you know that? My God, my dad told me that a long time ago, it was Cornelius Fudge. Anyway, Daddy was in contact with top people in the Ministry of Magic, probably your daddy's too low rank to know, Weasley, yeah, well, they probably never talked about important topics in front of him...”

“Of course we know about the Triathlon!” Ivan interrupted him, "and we also intend to participate as Hogwarts warriors, if you have any objections to that, you can raise them. ”

Upon hearing Ivan's words, Malfoy's delightful look on his face stopped and looked a little funny.

He took a step back, and his stunned look seemed to have just found Ivan here as well.

Malfoy is naturally afraid to make any comments about Ivan.

Whether it was his experience last semester or that horrible, powerful and striking image of the World Cup, it was set in his mind and must never be forgotten.

He made a gesture against Crabbe and Gore, and the three disappeared together.

Ron stood up and shut the compartment door violently. He used too much force to smash the glass on the door.

“Ron!” Hermione blamed herself, pulling out her wand and whispering: “Fix it like it was the beginning! ”

Those broken pieces of glass were automatically assembled into a complete piece of glass and returned to the door frame.

“I've had enough of him!” Ron angrily said, "What his dad touches are top figures in the Ministry of Magic, my dad can be promoted at any time, he just loves this position now...”

“You don't have to influence your emotions because of Malfoy's words, it's not worth it!” Harry said.

“Him! Influence my emotions! No, I won't!” Ron said angrily.

He picked up a sandwich made by Mrs. Weasley and pinched it into mud sauce.

“Well, Evan, what the hell was that trio you were talking about?” Hermione turns her head and looks at Evan, "is that what they keep saying?! I wish I'd heard of it there..."

Harry and Ron also concentrated and looked at Ivan curiously.