Hogwarts Has Only One Grind King

"Then I won't disturb you."

As a loyal "little brother," Malfoy naturally knew better than to overstay his welcome. He quickly got to his feet, nodded to Andy, then turned and pulled open the compartment door.

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Should they leave? If they remembered correctly, weren't they sitting in this compartment? "Er... weren't you looking for George and Fred?"

Andy glanced at Harry and Ron, looking surprised. "You've already found them?"

"Not yet..." Harry blurted out without thinking.

Harry: "..."

Ron: "..."

"I nearly forgot about that. Thanks for reminding me."

Harry and Ron exchanged a look, then followed Malfoy out of the compartment.

A lie they had made themselves—tearfully, they had to see it through.

Ugh! Andy sighed silently.

After seeing Malfoy, Andy finally understood why ancient emperors liked flattering sycophants so much.

Because sycophants could provide plenty of emotional value.

They made emperors feel great.

"I think you should explain something..."

After everyone had left, Hermione turned to Andy and raised an eyebrow. "That night... which night? The night of the Quidditch World Cup?"

"Oh, yes!"

Andy nodded. "Do you remember how Dumbledore's Phoenix took me away that night? It happened after that."

"Why didn't you tell me then?" Hermione asked in confusion.

Because it hadn't happened yet...

Andy thought for a moment, then said seriously, "This needs to be kept secret."

"But everyone knows now," Hermione complained.

"I didn't expect anyone to see it either."

Andy felt rather innocent about the matter. "Forget it. What's done is done! It wasn't that big a deal anyway."

"You won?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Mm-hmm!" Andy grinned smugly.

The train slowly set off. By the time it arrived at Hogwarts, night had already fallen.

Knock, knock, knock! Someone knocked on the door.

When they opened