When Lester and Harry came in, without accident, they immediately attracted the attention of Drago Malfoy.
Since Lester and Harry looked about the same age as him, and they looked around curiously, Malfoy guessed that they were also freshmen at Hogwarts.
"Uninformed bumpkin," Malfoy muttered contemptuously.
However, although he spoke very dismissively of Lester and Harry, Malfoy's attention was involuntarily focused on these two peers.
In fact, he hadn't been to Diagon Alley a few times. Malfoy was also very curious about Diagon Alley, a magical and bustling street, but he was an aristocrat, so naturally he couldn't show a curious look of ignorance.
Malfoy thought a little arrogantly, his little head raised involuntarily.
"Hey, are you a freshman at Hogwarts too?" For some reason, when Malfoy was being arrogant, Harry managed to touch Malfoy's side unknowingly, and asked Malfoy curiously. asked.
"Of course" Malfoy said without hesitation, "My dad is helping me buy books next door, and my mother is helping me buy wands."
Since he had been living in the Malfoy Manor before, little Malfoy had never had a friend of the same age to play with. As for the children of other pure-blood families, Malfoy's relationship with them was more like a play on the spot.
At the family banquet, his criterion for making friends was not based on his preferences, but on the basis of the other party's family background, which made Malfoy never have a peer to chat with.
Now, suddenly there was a little wizard in the first grade who was willing to talk to him, and Malfoy was naturally happy to say a few more words.
"I'm going to drag them to see broomsticks, I don't understand why first graders can't have their own broomsticks. I think, I'm going to force daddy to buy me one and figure out how to sneak it in."
Malfoy spoke slowly and drawled, but after he finished speaking, he still carefully observed Harry's expression, wanting to see his reaction.
In fact, there is a reason for him to say this sentence. If you want to be friends with someone, you naturally have to talk about a topic that both of you are interested in.
In the wizarding world, there is no little wizard who can refuse the temptation of a broomstick. Malfoy believes that as long as he can share a few words with this black-haired little wizard about his views on the broomstick, and then promise to ride a broomstick together in the future, then he will be happy. Can get the first friend.
The first one is chosen by oneself, not a friend matched by parents.
It's a pity that Malfoy is overthinking these things. Harry, who just came back to the wizarding world, is undoubtedly winking at the blind man with the broomstick. Harry has no idea what he is talking about.
When the atmosphere was about to become awkward, Leicester appeared.
"Have you made any new friends? Harry!" Lester walked over generously, still wearing the wizard robe that Mrs. Malkin had just customized for him.
Wearing a handsome and gorgeous wizard robe, coupled with Leicester's outstanding temperament, even the proud little Malfoy had to admit that this kid must be a nobleman.
"Hi, my name is Lester, and I'm Harry's good friend!"
"My name is Draco, and I'm also a freshman at Hogwarts." Malfoy hesitated for a moment, but still said his name.
Unlike Chinese people, Westerners are very particular about how their names and surnames are called.
In England, only friends who are familiar with each other will directly call each other by their first names. For example, when Lester calls Harry, he calls him by his first name, Harry, not Potter.
"I heard you talking about broomsticks just now, would you be interested in going to the broomstick store later?"
Hearing Lester's words, both Harry and Malfoy hesitated.
First of all, Harry, in fact, when he said the first sentence to this freshman of the same age just now, he seemed to turn around and leave, because the boy's arrogant tone could easily make him think of Dudley, the stupid son of his uncle's family, always Take pleasure in bullying him.
And this boy named Draco always spoke slowly, as if a big frog had been stuffed in his throat, this tone really made Harry feel inexplicably irritated.
Not only Harry was a little hesitant, but Malfoy was also a little undecided.
Don't look at what he just said to be cowhide, in fact he is a spoiled little boy, no matter how old he is, he has never gone out alone once, and every time he comes outside with the company of his parents .
Therefore, as to whether he could follow Lester and Harry to see the broomsticks, Malfoy's first thought was whether his parents would agree.
Just when Harry was resisting and Malfoy was hesitating, a figure with a very aristocratic air appeared in Madam Malkin's robe shop.
"Draco, have you picked out your clothes? We have to go back to the manor for an etiquette class soon."
"Father, I'm choosing." Malfoy turned back to Lucius in a muffled voice, and all of them picked out clothes in a depressed mood.
"Go and see the broomsticks, I'm not interested in that kind of kid's toy." Malfoy was a little depressed, and after talking to Lester and Harry, he randomly picked out a few well-fitting wizard robes, He bowed his head and followed his father to leave Madam Mojin's robe shop.
"Strange boy, isn't he, Lester"
After witnessing Malfoy's departure, Harry sighed a little.
Leicester also nodded in agreement.
Perhaps this is the disadvantage of nobles. Others only see how elegant their Slytherin nobles are, but they don't see their hard work behind the scenes. But, there are gains and losses.
Of course, Lester was talking about a great nobleman like Malfoy, the kind of noble who has no title, but pure blood with no knowledge and skills is not within the scope of Lester.
"Come on, Harry, pick out some clothes, Hagrid is already waiting for us outside."
Children's troubles come and go quickly. Harry, who was a little bit uncomfortable because of what happened to Malfoy, immediately forgot about Malfoy.
Now, his eyes are full of the big ice cream in Hagrid's hand outside the window. The creamy ice cream is sprinkled with some grated cheese. This is Harry's favorite flavor.
Unfortunately, since my uncle's family doesn't like me, I rarely have the opportunity to eat such delicious ice cream.
So, under the lure of delicious ice cream, Harry managed to forget about his first contact with Malfoy.
Little did he know that on the other side of Diagon Alley, Malfoy was still muttering his and Lester's names.
"Harry, Leicester, if these two people are also born in nobles, maybe we can be friends at Hogwarts"
"What if they're not aristocrats?" Malfoy was a little distressed, then shook his head indifferently and said, "It's okay to have some talents beyond ordinary people."
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