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    Slytherin Code of Conduct 2: Reject any form of insult

    Damn it!

    Draco gritted his teeth, fearing that a bad word would come out of his mouth if he couldn't help it.

    He is Harry Potter?

    How dare heoh, how dare he say that he is Harry Potter?

    This pitiful, dirty Muggle idiot looked like a puppy and bared his eight teeth at him!

    That savior who has been confronting him all his life, and even when they later stood on the same front, still regarded each other as an enemy, a savior who was so reckless that he was so reckless, as brave as a troll, and who feared nothing and no one?

    Why is he crying?

    It might look like this?

    "Damn! Damn you" Draco became angry for no reason!  This inexplicable anger quickly made Draco's perfect etiquette that could still maintain elegance even when facing a fire dragon disappear. But when he met those panicked, shy and misty green eyes, Draco  The rest of the words were stuck in the throat, and it took a long time to squeeze them out through the teeth, "Damn you you, you are so thin"

    As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Draco clenched his fists in frustration, unable to bear the thought of being soft-hearted to Potter and inevitably getting upset.  Draco glared angrily, but he happened to bump into those clear green eyes. At this moment, they glowed with a bright washed brilliance, like a lighted ancient fairy fire, as crystal clear as Narcissa's mother's favorite.  That set of emerald jewelry is pure, noble and enchanting.

    Yes, it¡¯s deception!

    "Your eyes are so beautiful"

    Realizing what he had just said, Draco's face turned purple and blue, damn no!  He meant, what he actually meant to say wasdamn it, where were those crappy glasses that Potter had that taste that made people vomit?

    Harry, the spectacleless Potter, had grown up with his Muggle relatives, and, well, that added to Mr. Malfoy's measly and ever-distorting knowledge of Muggles.  Clothing taste.  It's unimaginable that they actually gave the great savior, the golden boy of Gryffindor, Harry Potter, dressed like this, like a flagpole carrying a rag, and so poor that he seemed to have never eaten chocolate - Mallet  The high-grade chocolate in Mr. Fu's pocket had all flown into someone's mouth, seduced by a pair of clear, tender green eyes full of shyness and trust.

    Harry's life at his aunt's house made him noticeably precocious compared to his peers. The obvious disgust in Mr. Draco Malfoy's eyes and what he was wearing made Harry start to understand.  He became uneasy and had few friends. Under Dudley's 'care', he was an outlier who was despised and bullied no matter at school or at home. Now he finally found a friend who was willing to give all the chocolates to him.  The person he shared with, he didn¡¯t want to lose more impression points because of his clothes

    "My clothes are all cousin Dudley's old clothes. He is bigger than me" Harry pinched the line of his pants helplessly and defended his slovenliness, "Well, you see, I live with my aunt.  There, after my parents died in a car accident, they raised me unconditionally. In fact, it's just that the clothes didn't fit" Mr. Malfoy was wearing a neat little dress. Although Harry had never seen such a strange style of dress, he also  He could guess that the person in front of him must be a child from a wealthy family. You know, silk is not a cheap commodity. Aunt Petunia's silk dress was only worn when accompanying Uncle Vernon to very high-end banquets.  .  She wouldn't even let him touch it, even though it was Harry who did all the hanging and folding.

    Draco frowned. The Potter family was one of the ancient pure-blood families. Although it was not as high-profile as the Malfoy family, it was definitely prominent for generations. Although his parents had died long ago, they would not even buy clothes for their son.  He didn't leave any money, and he looked malnourished Oh, there was something even more strange at the moment, "Car accident? What was that"

    "Hey, did you see that? Trash Potter also has a follower! What is this, a little girl going out in a nightgown? Hahaha"

    Draco's words were interrupted by a voice from far away. The loud voice, high tone and rude content in the voice made Draco frown. He was vulgar, rude and extremely despicable Muggle.

    "Hahaha, look, trashy Potter also has a girlfriend?"

    Draco turned back and looked at the big guys coldly. The one headed by him made him think he was a failed Animagus. He had never seen anyone who looked so much like a pig.  Draco raised his chin and spoke slowly, "Who are they?"

    "Yes"Why would he be in a Muggle area so far away from home when it was almost dark?

    "You must be cold!" Harry suddenly realized how fragile Draco was. He was excited from head to toe by the world Draco told him. At this moment, his heart was so hot that he could boil a large pot of water.  He didn't feel cold at all, but Draco's face was a little pale, maybe the temperature outside was really cold at night.

    Harry took off his baggy tracksuit and put it on Draco.

    "take away!"

    "You can wear my clothes" Seeing Draco's disgusted face, Harry's hands froze again.

    Draco looked at the rag-like jumper with disgust, "Are these Muggle clothes? Your relatives let you wear this kind of rubbish?"

    "But" Harry looked at this powerful new friend who made him a little envious and afraid, and finally couldn't help but retort, "Maybe it's bad, but I have nothing no home, no  There is nothing to eat, but nothing to wear. In fact, as long as you have some clothes that can keep out the cold, even if it does look ugly, it is much better than being cold, right?"

    Draco: ""

    Harry didn't wait for Draco to refuse again, and forcefully put the big sweatshirt on Draco's body.

    Draco just struggled slightly and gave in. Well, he was indeed cold, and this dress was really warm. Moreover, probably because Potter had worn it, it didn't have the fat pig's clothes he imagined.  Pigsty smell.  Draco looked at Harry Potter, who was smiling brighter because he had succeeded in his small purpose, and couldn't help but continue to spray venom, "Put away that idiot smile like a monster on your face!"

    Still laughing.

    Draco turned his head and ignored him.

    The green eyes became even crooked, and suddenly Harry began to understand the awkward temper of this new friend.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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