Early the next morning, after breakfast, the young witches and wizards headed toward the large classroom in twos and threes, quietly discussing their thoughts on this brand-new course.
Harry, Ron, and Hermione took this rare opportunity to join them and chat in low voices.
Their conversation revolved around what had happened after the flying car fell. Dumbledore had only said that they had been attacked by Acromantulas and that Zhang had saved them, without explaining the details.
Besides being grateful, Harry and Ron were intensely curious about what exactly had happened that night.
Malfoy walked beside Zhang Xiao, his lips pursed and a look of "disdain" on his face. Finally, Ron could not stand it anymore.
"Malfoy, do you know something?"
After the donation incident, Harry and Ron's attitude toward Malfoy had changed somewhat again, but the same description still applied.
They were neither friends nor enemies, more like rivals who loved to hate each other. They simply did not get along.
"Hmph, Weasley, I'm not like you. Not only are Zhang and I both in Slytherin House, we're friends who appreciate each other!
"Just because you don't know something doesn't mean I don't!"
Uh, all I told you was that I fought some spiders in the Forbidden Forest!
Harry and Ron immediately glared at him, almost drawing their wands to seal Malfoy's mouth shut!
If Malfoy were mute, the two of them would gladly admit that he was a decent person.
Hermione stepped in to smooth things over, her expression stern.
"Enough! Harry, Ron, I've already told you that the professor must have his reasons for not telling you. Stop asking!"
Then she added a decidedly subjective remark.
"Unless you think you're wiser than Dumbledore!"
Harry and Ron exchanged a glance and muttered dejectedly.
"All right, all right, you're