HP: I’m working on redemption at Hogwarts

"So...you are really Daphne's sister?"

"Um……"

"Then you have lived with your mother since you were a child?"

"……Um……"

"Then you - be careful!"

Draco suddenly stepped forward and took Astoria's arm and dragged her to the corner of the aisle. At this moment, where she was standing just now, you chased me and ran past several flustered, excited and excited children. If Astoria hadn't dodged, she would have been knocked to the ground.

"Oh, really, I don't understand why Hogwarts wants to recruit those Muggles. Reckless, crazy, and..." Draco looked at the excited people wearing simple uniforms, frowning, "and old-fashioned !”

Astoria stood aside blankly, looking at Draco's eyes full of disgust and disgust, looking a little at a loss.

Draco, he seems to hate Muggles...

However, it seems that pure-blood families are not very accepting of Muggles...

"Malfoy, maybe we should go find a book." Astoria carefully tugged on the blond boy's sleeve, hoping to attract his attention.

"Oh, that's right, I'll take you to get your first-grade books." After Draco said that, he walked straight in one direction, and Astoria immediately followed him obediently.

"That's right!" Draco suddenly stopped and called Astoria, who was following behind him. She couldn't react in time, and her forehead hit his back with a muffled sound.

"Hiss..." Astoria's eyes widened innocently, rubbing her slightly red forehead with one hand while looking up at Draco in confusion.

Just when Draco was about to say something, his eyes passed over Astoria, who suddenly raised her head and looked at him seriously with her wet blue eyes, and couldn't help but be stunned.

"Uh..." Draco's face flushed unconsciously, he coughed slightly and turned his head away from staring at the girl in front of him.

"I want to tell you that I allow you to call me Draco. After all, you have such a good relationship with your mother..."

"Okay," Astoria smiled gently, looking into Draco's gray-blue eyes and calling softly word by word,

"Draco."

Soon, Draco took Astoria to purchase all the textbooks needed for the first and second grades. Astoria also spoke appropriately with many words of praise and appreciation, which indeed made Draco happy and complacent.

……

"Wow!"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!!"

Countless cheers and screams suddenly came from the first floor of Flourish and Blotts Bookstore. People who didn't know the atmosphere thought the Quidditch World Cup was about to be held here.

Draco frowned irritably, his expression slightly disdainful. She winked at Astoria as if she wanted to get away from this noisy environment as soon as possible.

"No god! Harry Potter!" A clear tenor voice on the first floor exclaimed in the noisy environment.

Draco suddenly stopped, as if he heard something interesting. That was a name that couldn't be ignored, and Draco changed his mind.

"Astoria, do you want to see the excitement?"

Draco thought Astoria would be very interested and pulled her out. Looking at Draco's malicious little expression and evil smile, Astoria always had a bad feeling.

The two quickly arrived at the railing on the second floor, with their arms hanging down on the railing, looking down at Sheng Zheng on the first floor.

A large group of people were gathered in the middle of the first floor, and many cameras were operating continuously. It was Gerald Lockhart who was hugging Harry, who was looking awkward and embarrassed, smiling and saying hello to the reporters' cameras. .

"No one will believe that I will give a complete set of my signed books to Harry Potter." After getting the desired effect, Lockhart immediately pushed Harry into the crowd and took an intimate photo with fans and reporters.

"Let's join in the fun!" Draco, who was still in the process of changing his voice, had a magnetic hoarse voice. His tone was lazy, but his eyes were fixed firmly in the direction of Harry Potter.

Draco is also interested in a playboy like Lockhart who looks like an embroidered fist. I can’t believe it!

Astoria subconsciously exclaimed, but soon noticed Draco's true purpose.

"What are you waiting for? Come on!" Draco frowned impatiently when he saw Astoria standing there blankly. He seemed to have seen something and immediately turned around before Astoria could react. building.

Astoria immediately followed, and saw Draco quickly step forward and menacingly stop Harry Potter who was about to leave, but he pretended to have a leisurely and sarcastic expression.

"He's famous again! A big shot—a bad guy! Even when he's visiting a bookstore, he's on the front page!" Draco had a joking smile on his face, and he was very pleased to see the blue-faced people in front of him.

"Stay away from him!" A red-haired girl with a small face and an ashen face stood in front of Harry Potter and stepped forward angrily, preparing to push Draco.

"Hey, be careful!" Astoria rushed to the fight in time, took Draco back a step, and then frowned to remind the reckless red-haired girl in front of her.

"It seems Potter has a new girlfriend!" Draco's smile widened, he tilted his head and looked between the two of them teasingly.

"Ginny is not my girlfriend, but I think maybe you are, Malfoy. Don't let your girlfriend take care of you like a baby."

Harry retorted unceremoniously, looking at Draco's hand that was still tightly held by Astoria with a sarcastic expression, just like the expression Draco showed him just now.

"How dare you!" Draco was furious. He noticed Astoria holding his hand behind him and trying to comfort him. He threw Astoria away angrily and pushed her.

Then he spoke to Harry in a vicious tone, "I'm not a baby, she's not my mother either!"

"hiss……"

You are so rude, the young master has such a bad temper...

Astoria leaned awkwardly on the tall cabinet stacked with books, wondering if her back was bruised by the sharp corners. Her expression was helpless, and her eyes swept over the people in front of her. Draco's eyes were full of irritation and a trace of undetectable panic, and Harry's face showed undisguised guilt...

"I'm ok!" Astoria stood up supporting the bookshelf. Just as Draco was about to step forward, the sudden force on his shoulders made him feel oppressed.

It's my father's scepter, Draco thought.

"Draco, we just gave you such a simple task, and you can do it like a fool."

"Sorry! Father, I didn't mean to hurt sister Astoria." The guilt on Draco's face finally showed, and he was at a loss with his hands. He was confused and didn't know where to put them. He seemed to want to support Astor. Leah stood up, but her father's scepter did not move.

"Leah, are you okay?" In the end, it was Narcissa who stepped forward first and helped Astoria up with concern. She slowly breathed a sigh of relief when Astoria answered in the affirmative.

"Astoria? Which Astoria?" Mr. Weasley couldn't help but asked out loud the confusion in his heart. He knew in his heart that the Malfoy family, as a profit-oriented family, could not get close to a girl whose name he had never heard of for no reason.

"Of course Astoria Greengrass!" Aunt Narcissa squeezed Astoria's little hand, passing on her warm body temperature and emotions to her, making her feel more secure.

"Oh, that's it!" Mrs. Weasley nodded as if she suddenly understood, and pulled her husband's sleeve to prevent him from asking any more questions.

"You! You are the famous Harry Potter! I am Lucius Malfoy!" Mr. Malfoy held Harry's hand forcibly, his narrow eyes like poisonous snakes staring at Harry coldly, as if Looking at some delicious prey.

"Your scar is legendary! And so is the person who gave it!"

"Voldemort killed my parents, he is just a murderer!" Harry angrily refuted Mr. Malfoy's words and shook off Mr. Malfoy's hand that tried to touch the scar.

"You—" Draco was about to step forward to defend his father, but Astoria quickly grabbed his robe from behind and stopped his movement. Mr. Malfoy also turned his head slightly and gave him a warning look, and Draco, who was criticized, had no choice but to retreat dejectedly.

Draco awkwardly pulled away Astoria's hand holding his sleeve, his lips tightened, and his expression was a little irritable.

"Sorry..." Astoria knew that she was in trouble. Her fingers that were suspended in mid-air curled up slightly, and she awkwardly retracted her robe and tightly grasped it, as if it could relieve her embarrassment and embarrassment.

Astoria, who has been cautious since she was a child, did not consider that her behavior of subconsciously helping Draco not to cause trouble and conflicts with others would only cause Draco, a proud and noble man to grow up, to annoy him even more. Irritability and unhappiness.