That is, Gemma Farley, the Slytherin Prefect's family. At a Christmas gathering, they talked too much about his good relationship with Harry.
Immediately, this made him the target of everyone's criticism. At the banquet, his father found him then and hoped that from now on, he would stay away from Harry Potter.
Draco found this somewhat ridiculous.
So, he used this opportunity to bring up the issue that first arose during his argument with Harry over the pure-blood theory.
The result was just a slap.
"You're talking back now…"
That cold voice, that impatient tone, he would never forget it.
"From now on at school, stay away from Harry Potter!"
The scene from his memory flashed by, almost suffocating him.
Although his father later privately apologized to him, he also knew that making such remarks in public had a very negative impact on the Malfoy family…
He knew he had done something very inappropriate, so… he couldn't blame his father for that slap.
But—
'He! They! Not a single person gave an answer to the question, not a single one!'
Taking a deep breath, Draco looked at Crabbe and Goyle and said, "Adult matters shouldn't affect us here, right? That would be too embarrassing."
"Of course!" "Yes, absolutely!"
"Mm," after getting the answer, he nodded, "Let's go, time to eat."
With that, he followed the flow of people and left.
Behind him, Crabbe quietly said to Goyle, "Do you think this is what they call the rebellious phase?"
"Probably," Goyle also nodded, feigning maturity.
On the way to the Great Hall, there was a large crowd.
Draco, who was about to turn back to see if Crabbe and Goyle were following, suddenly stopped his gaze on a woman.
Immediately, the calm smile he wore on his face disappeared.
Gemma Farley—
The appearance of this person immediately made him unhappy.
Talkative fellow, just you wait, if there's a chance…
…
Inside the Great Hall, after a brief welcoming speech, the banquet began.
This year's banquet was much livelier than before, with children who had gone home constantly stuffing food into their mouths, while listening to the stories of what exactly happened from the children who hadn't gone home.
They were especially amazed by the big explosion.
"Did anyone die?"
"Oh, no! Professor Snape protected us," Ron said.
"Wait!"
"What the heck?"
"You said Snape?! Severus Snape?!" On the Gryffindor long table, a surprised shriek rang out, standing out immensely in the entire noisy Great Hall!
"Seamus! You idiot!" Ron lowered his head, pretending it had nothing to do with him.
The entire Great Hall fell silent, the atmosphere incredibly strange.
"So, how does it feel?" Howl asked.
"Shut up," Snape said through gritted teeth, his murderous gaze falling on the Gryffindor long table.
"Oh? You're not happy even after gaining some good reputation?"
Snape raised his hands and covered his ears.
"Muffliato—"
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[Justice, Eternity, Wisdom, Pure Beauty, the Gods of Order protect everything on earth.]
[Khorne, Nurgle, Tzeentch, Slaanesh, the Gods of Chaos lurk menacingly in the shadows.]
[This is the Infinite Paradise, welcome…].
"Shut up, this is my paradise."
Lucas unhappily interrupted the main god.
When Order retreated because of him, when Chaos hid because of him, when he cut off the heads of Khorne and Justice, when Pure Beauty and Slaanesh also had to face the dilemma of death or maternity leave because of him, Lucas was pondering a very serious question.
"Can the main god also take maternity leave?"
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