"Hermione, is that really true?" Harry and Ron's mouths fell open, as though they had heard some unbelievable story.
"Zhang... he wants to change all of Slytherin?"
Hermione pressed her lips together, her face still flushed, and said indignantly:
"It's a guess! I'm only guessing!"
Despite that, the two boys still felt certain Hermione had guessed wrong. One person changing all of Slytherin?
Everyone knew the place was a quagmire. The odds of a few upright Slytherin wizards turning up were even lower than winning the Daily Prophet's Galleon jackpot.
They would have to ask Zhang when they got the chance...
Slytherin lost the match decisively. They were actually a strong team, but they had suddenly abandoned the underhanded tactics they had used for years.
It was as though they had suddenly forgotten how to play.
Although their faces were grim, the entire Slytherin Quidditch Team still did as Zhang Xiao had asked, trying hard to restrain themselves and maintain their composure.
This astonished the Hufflepuffs, who even wondered whether the entire Slytherin team had drunk the wrong potion.
But that was far from the only thing about Slytherin that shocked the other three houses. The students wearing gold badges, for instance, had become much more polite and careful in how they spoke.
The young witches and wizards marveled at it. Their opinions had not changed overnight, but something was clearly different.
Malfoy had somehow acquired a rather old collection of aristocratic quotations and often copied out passages to distribute to the other students.
It left Zhang Xiao scratching his head. Had I... led Draco astray? He was now determined to become a true aristocrat, going in completely the opposite direction from Lucius.
He wondered whether Draco would get a beating from his father when he went home for the