"Things you know and I don't, besides knowledge that might exist in your family library, it's just this, isn't it?" Harry laughed.
"Damn it, Potter, you're still so good with words!" Draco was speechless, smiling and nodding, "To be precise, this matter is also related to you."
"What?"
"Do you remember what you said in the common room last year?"
"Those pure-blood remarks?"
"Exactly." Draco nodded, then cautiously looked around, and after confirming there were no eavesdroppers, he whispered, "Those families were very angry about your words and wanted to cause you trouble, and then… you know, Professor Dumbledore stopped them. Then the Board of Governors wanted to make some moves—"
"From your father—"
As soon as Harry's words escaped his lips, he noticed Draco's face change dramatically, his features twisting in an instant, like a twisted towel.
Although it was only for a brief moment, he could guarantee that he hadn't misread it.
He whispered, "What happened?"
"Oh, what?" Draco's expression was as if nothing had happened.
Harry stared into Draco's eyes, and after a moment, he gently shook his head, "No, nothing."
"Mm-hm," Draco nodded absently, "By the way, what did you all do this holiday?"
"What do you mean, all the bones in his body were broken?"
"And what the hell is a rib piercing the heart?"
The carriages quickly arrived at the foot of the Castle's main staircase, and the group of people got off the carriages and eagerly walked towards the Great Hall.
The children, big and small, were starving, as they couldn't expect to enjoy any hot, delicious food on the train.
Draco walked behind and soon saw Crabbe and Goyle.
They quickly met up, and upon reaching the main entrance, Draco immediately led the two of them behind a pillar, away from the crowd.
"Draco, you just, your father said—"
"Shut up!" Draco looked at Crabbe displeased, "Don't mention my father, I know what he said!"
"If you two dare to tell my father that I'm still playing with Harry, you're finished."
"Hey!" Goyle said, "We wouldn't, right, Crabbe."
Crabbe also reacted, lifting his head, "Oh oh, yes, my father can't control who I make friends with, Harry hasn't done anything bad."
"I hope so," Draco nodded.
Having said that, he could only pray that these two genuinely thought that way.
But…
What happened within the Board of Governors was actually more serious than what he told Harry; a group of families, led by his father, hoped to remove Dumbledore from his position as Hogwarts Principal, but all were met with Dumbledore's firm response.
And these matters were widely spread by these indignant families at various Christmas gatherings. Among them, naturally, many rumors emerged.
For example, the fellow Draco just looked at was someone who had heard some half-understood rumors and came here pretending to know everything.
And he himself, what he knew, was even clearer.
Similarly, in those gathering conversations, other people who were also at school were naturally involved.
And even more so, some talkative individuals, such as—the Farley family!
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