Ron froze for a moment. "Watch what?"
For some reason, Harry had suddenly become excited. White mist, imperceptible to the two young wizards, churned endlessly in his eyes and mind. "Watch Malfoy. Let's see what that guy is up to."
Ron wanted to refuse, but the next second, for no apparent reason, he actually found Harry's suggestion interesting.
Yeah!
Malfoy was such a jerk—why not follow him and take a look? Maybe they could uncover some kind of scheme?
No one noticed that white mist had also quietly emerged within his mental world—
Draco disliked Harry Potter.
From the first day they met, when Harry had rejected his friendship, he had particularly hated that scar-headed boy who had made him lose face in front of his followers!
Especially after entering Hogwarts, Harry Potter had become like a celebrity in the Muggle world, drawing everyone's attention and becoming the center of every gaze.
Meanwhile, he—the noble pure-blood, the Malfoy heir who had once been the center of attention wherever he went—could only become transparent as Harry Potter stole all the glory from him.
Many times, he had truly wished that scar-headed boy would disappear!
But for some reason, when he had secretly seen his father and mother take out a notebook emitting black smoke during the summer holiday, preparing to find a chance to give it to Harry, he had inexplicably begun to resist.
He knew that notebook was no good.
He knew his father wanted to harm Harry.
Shouldn't he have been happy to see that happen? He should have been delighted that Scarhead was about to suffer. He should have been glad that his parents were helping him "fulfill his dream."
But for some reason, he felt awful—
In the days after discovering the secret, he tossed and turned,