Chapter 344 Pride And Prejudice

While Dumbledore had not noticed what was happening in the auditorium, Elena had reached the long table of Slytherin.

A glance at Draco Malfoy, sitting motionless, waiting for her to arrive, nodded in satisfaction.

I must say that although the Malfoy family has several flaws, they have an ancestral political sensibility on how to serve the powerful (Dark Lord), whether it be Lucius Malfoy or Draco Malfoy, who has done the right thing at this moment, which ultimately made them the only family in the original book that experienced significant growth after two reigns of the Dark Lord.

Let's not even mention the Gunter and Black families who were completely annihilated in the original book. Even the Weasleys lost the ear of Fred and George... Most importantly, because Voldemort is a poor Dark Lord.

Compared to Grindelwald, who once swept through Europe and the Americas, amassing immense wealth, knowledge, and industries. After defeating Voldemort, people have no rewards other than illusory zero honor fall, hellish difficulty, tedious process, and poor modeling... This may be one of the reasons why Voldemort is known as the most terrifying Dark Lord in history.

Well, of course, this title may soon change hands.

"Sister Elena, is something wrong with this package?"

Draco Malfoy looked at the little silver-haired witch approaching him and asked with some confusion.

Since he experienced the incident of the tempestuous letter and the incident of reasoning in the classroom, Malfoy's admiration and trust in Elena have reached the highest value among all first-year students, after all, if you can easily lie and win, who wouldn't want everything in their favor?

"This is..."

Elena smiled slightly and touched the long, hard stick in the thin package. She nodded in satisfaction, looked significantly at Draco Malfoy and tossed the package back into the arms of the young wizard. She said:

"This is your father's love for you. Feel it for yourself."

"Eh?"

Malfoy was stunned, his hands feeling up and down the package, an expression of overwhelming emotion appeared on his face, and he said excitedly.

"This, this is a flying broomstick?! Dad sent me that house comet. I knew it just by touching it. It was definitely my comet 688..."

Comet 688? What on earth is that?!

The smile on Elena's face instantly faded. Shouldn't Lucius Malfoy do it so badly?

How is it possible that now it's the light 2000 turnover and you sent an old broomstick home?

At that moment, another chubby, round-faced chicken fluttered its wings, seemingly sensing the killer air in the atmosphere, trembling, and quickly threw a letter onto the package in Malfoy's arms, then hurriedly left without hesitation, not even drinking the water on the table.

"Wow, dad's letter."

Draco Malfoy looked at the signature on the envelope and couldn't wait to tear it open to read.

However, as Draco's eyes gradually dimmed, Elena noticed that the smile on the young wizard's face was gradually fading, and a look of confusion and hesitation was evident.

"Well..."

"What happened? If you don't mind..."

Elena raised her eyebrows, said curiously, and extended her right hand towards Draco.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Draco gritted his teeth and decided to hand over the letter to Elena. Elena soon understood why Draco hesitated: she saw that the letter said:

"Draco, I am very pleased to learn of your selection for the first-year Quidditch team, which has laid a solid foundation for you to join the Slytherin Quidditch team in the future. I hope you take this opportunity to form a good relationship with the seniors of Slytherin House..."

"I have also heard of the changes at Hogwarts this year. Obviously, Dumbledore still naively wanted to promote the logic of all his houses. In particular, I have heard some bad rumors. It is said that you have recently approached the boys from the Weasley family and some muddy creatures from the Muggle world, and even because of them, you have had frictions and conflicts with the seniors..."

"Therefore, I must remind you to carefully consider your criteria for choosing friends, and always remember your surnames... if you are always mixed with people who are not of equal status in other houses, you will definitely be affected. I don't want to see the honor of the Malfoy family humiliated by you..."

There are many contents in the letter, but apart from the aforementioned painless celebration, most of the content is to explain the glory of the pure-blood family, and admonish Malfoy not to associate with children from other houses, especially young wizards from the non-magical world.

"Muddy creatures? Family honor?"

Elena sighed aloud and her expression was strange.

Although she was a little surprised by Lucius Malfoy's response, it was not completely incomprehensible.

As a member of the board of the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Lucius Malfoy can be said to have a very easy task if he wants to review the basic admission records of certain students.

And think about it carefully ~ ~ Including her, the starting point of this group of protagonists seems a bit desolate:

Hermione Granger comes from a non-magical world, and her parents are Muggles; Harry Potter is an orphan, fostered by a Muggle family, on which he does not depend; Ron Weasley comes from the dishonor of the Weasley pure-blood family; Neville Longbottom was raised by his grandmother from infancy, and both parents were tortured into developing mental disorders by the Death Eaters...

There is no doubt that Elena, also from the Muggle orphanage, is mostly included in the ranks of the half-bloods, and is also an orphan in that category. It can only be said that fortunately, old Malfoy did not hear Draco call Elena "Big Sister" first, otherwise, he might have been forced to raise the wand to point out the shame of the family.

"Then, Draco, what do you think?"

Elena raised the writing material in her hand. The lake-like blue eyes gazed at the restless boy in front of her. There was a hint of significant mockery at the corner of her mouth, and she spoke gently.

"Judging by what your father meant, it seems you are not very satisfied with your recent performance."

"I..."

Draco Malfoy swallowed and raised his head to look at Elena. After changing expressions several times, he finally appeared resolute.

Before Elena could respond, she saw Draco Malfoy suddenly grit his teeth, snatch the writing material from Elena's hands and crumple it into a ball, throwing it aside, and a hint of paleness crept onto the red-stained ground, as he responded word by word.

"This is Hogwarts, not the Malfoy Manor. He does not understand anything at all, nor is he qualified to dictate my relationships. I can decide with whom I should be friends."

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