Mrs. Weasley watched these scenes, looking even more nervous.
She took out a list and said, "First, we'll go to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. Ron's robes are five centimeters too short.
"Darren's and Harry's robes are badly too short as well. They can only wear Muggle clothes now.
"Hagrid, take them to the robe shop. I'll buy their textbooks at Flourish and Blotts... is that all right?"
"No problem, I'd be happy to help!"
Hagrid said loudly.
Then he led Darren and the others toward Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.
Standing at the entrance, Hagrid said somewhat awkwardly, "You go in. I won't go inside."
He had no choice, since he was simply too tall. Some shops could not even accommodate him.
Harry and the others could only go in by themselves.
The moment they entered, they heard a familiar voice say, "Mum, this place is such a mess. I really hate it here... Hey, where exactly are you poking? Watch it!"
It was Malfoy's voice. Harry and the others exchanged looks.
Malfoy spotted them at the same time.
A cold sneer appeared on his face.
"Mum, do you smell something here?
"I smell idiots showing up, and the smell of a Mudblood. Of course, there's also the smell of poverty and the smell of a Scarhead strutting around smugly!"
Malfoy's few words offended all four of them.
"Shut up, Malfoy! Say another word about my brothers, and I won't let you get away with it!"
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Darren put on an angry expression and drew his wand.
Malfoy instinctively took a step back.
Yet his pale face looked even angrier.
"Those people are all mixed