Seeing Xu Yue's wand, Malfoy's face involuntarily showed a trace of terror, turning green.
"Wait, Xu Yue, I wasn't talking about you, really! You're different from them! It's a misunderstanding!"
Malfoy had still held out for one second, thinking he ought to stand his ground, but the moment he saw Xu Yue's wand, he immediately backed down.
This guy was different. He had only entered the wizarding world a year ago, yet he was already on remarkably good terms with people throughout the Ministry of Magic. Recently, he had even been managing Diagon Alley.
Simply by directing things remotely through owl post, he had given Diagon Alley a complete makeover.
There had been no coercion, no violence. He had purely relied on a chain of interests to bind Diagon Alley together.
Besides the half of the street he had bought himself, the merchants on the other half had all voluntarily gathered around him as well. Its prosperity had increased at least threefold!
Coupled with the magical talent he had displayed at Hogwarts, someone like him truly could not be compared to those Muggle-borns!
Even his pure-blood-supremacist father had repeatedly told him to pay attention to his relationship with this guy.
"Oh, I heard an interesting word earlier. Goyle, Crabbe, did you hear it?"
The two burly men helping Xu Yue carry books looked rather troubled.
The two of them were Malfoy's lackeys, but when faced with Galleons being slapped in their faces, they had decisively sold their bodies and been pressed into service by Young Master Xu Yue at the library to carry books.
After all, this sort of manual labor was not suitable for the noble Young Master Xu Yue to do personally.
Being asked to choose now really put them in a difficult position.
They could only avoid