Just You Wait, Potter!

Slytherin's current male Prefect, Ailifen Mokes, walked eagerly up to Malfoy and held out his hand to her.

At that moment, Ailifen was actually very confident.

Being made a Slytherin Prefect meant that, among Slytherin's fifth years, Ailifen's abilities and grades were certainly near the top, if not the very best.

Miss Malfoy had only just arrived at Hogwarts. Surely establishing a fairly good relationship with him could only benefit her?

Unfortunately, Prefect Ailifen had forgotten one thing.

Malfoy was hardly someone who acted very rationally.

In the original story, Malfoy had ended up embarrassing herself plenty of times because she insisted on squabbling with Harry...

In Malfoy's case, the tendency to let impulse override reason was actually quite obvious.

"Hm?"

Malfoy frowned and ignored him.

I was already annoyed just now! That Weasley was standing so close to Potter again!

That made Malfoy very unhappy.

And now this lousy Prefect from who knew where had come straight up to her wanting to shake her hand.

Has he ever sheltered me from the rain on the Black Lake?

Why should I do him the favor?

He isn't much to look at, but he certainly dreams big.

Pouting, Malfoy said nothing. She merely glanced at the two musclebound Barbies, Crabbe and Goyle, as she always did.

Seeing this, Crabbe and Goyle immediately formed a human wall, keeping him over a meter away from Malfoy.

They already had excellent teamwork. After all, they had been her followers for ten years.

Seriously, did he know who their esteemed young mistress was?

The noble Malfoy family's only daughter!

Someone trying to ingratiate himself with her the moment they met clearly had ulterior motives!

How could someone as clever as me, Miss Malfoy, possibly fail to see that?

Anyway, Malfoy had absolutely no interest in people who came straight up to welcome her and acted especially enthusiastic toward her.

Besides, the way Ailifen looked at her clearly suggested impure intentions.

It was nothing like Harry's clear gaze.

Even when Harry sneaked looks at her legs, his gaze was clear. He merely thought they looked nice and took a few extra looks, which Malfoy found fairly comfortable.

Ailifen's gaze...

Ugh, disgusting!

Anyway, whatever Harry and Ailifen thought, that was what Malfoy thought right now.

She turned her head toward the line of students still being sorted.

Miss Malfoy's gaze wavered, a little expectant and a little worried.

I really hope Potter comes over here too.

No, what am I hoping for?!

I just want to settle the score with Potter properly. It has nothing to do with anything else!

Stupid brain, why does it keep thinking nonsense without my permission?

It's all that Prefect Ailifen's fault. Otherwise, how could I possibly be having all these ridiculous thoughts?

It's his fault. No more discussion. That's just how it is.

Watching what was happening at the Slytherin table, Harry was honestly rather surprised too.

Malfoy's temper was worse than he had imagined...

Why did an ordinary friendly gesture seem to turn into a provocation to Malfoy?

Of course, when Harry saw someone trying to shake Malfoy's hand, and that someone was a boy, he too felt inexplicably uncomfortable for a moment.

However, Harry did not seem to have noticed yet that something was a little off with his own feelings...

How strange. Compared with this, Malfoy's attitude toward me is friendlier than I thought too...

"Uh..."

Finding Malfoy so difficult to deal with, Prefect Ailifen was left with his hand hanging in midair, unable either to shake hands or lower it.

Shake hands? With whom?

Crabbe? Or Goyle?

Anyway, Malfoy's actions really had left Prefect Ailifen rather embarrassed...

But being embarrassed did him no good.

Malfoy was Malfoy. Even if he had lost face, he could not do anything to her.

Otherwise, the Malfoy family's retaliation would be far more than an unremarkable Slytherin Prefect like him could withstand...

Never mind anything else.

Malfoy's father, Lucius Malfoy, alone was one of Hogwarts' School Governors!

What did he have that would allow him to pick a fight with Miss Malfoy?

In the end, he had no choice.

Prefect Ailifen could only withdraw his hand, give an awkward smile, and return to the back of the Slytherin group.

Foolish, truly foolish!

Besides, there was nothing wrong with Malfoy's thinking this time.

Malfoy was just a little prickly and had a somewhat nasty personality. It was not as though her brain was broken and she was some complete idiot.

After hearing that Miss Malfoy would be attending Hogwarts this year, quite a few Slytherin boys had long since begun rubbing their hands in anticipation.

Whoever could win Miss Malfoy's favor, whether he pursued a career at the Ministry of Magic after graduation or went into another line of work-

His future would be absolutely boundless!

Although Miss Malfoy had grown up under Lucius's wing and was a little too sheltered and innocent,

She still knew something about these stakes and interests.

Therefore, to Malfoy, anyone who came straight over to cozy up to her certainly wanted something.

Either they're after money or they're after me!

She was so pretty that it was perfectly normal for people to like her. Malfoy was already used to it.

Only that hateful, foolish Potter, who had been bewitched by that stinking red fox Weasley, was so hopeless that he had never even acknowledged being good friends with her!

At the thought, Malfoy gritted her teeth.

She looked even angrier!

Seeing Miss Malfoy like this, how could the other older Slytherin boys dare to keep approaching her?

This is bad. Miss Malfoy really doesn't seem very easy to get along with...

And why is she so angry?

Even if Prefect Ailifen has ulterior motives, surely there's no need for this?

Unless...

Looking at the young witches and wizards still being sorted, quite a few of the older Slytherin students exchanged knowing looks.

It probably isn't that Miss Malfoy is unapproachable.

Ailifen, that idiot, simply walked straight into the line of fire...

Some young witch or wizard must have angered Miss Malfoy, which is why she's acting like this!

Yes, that's exactly it. Proven. No need to say any more!

They looked at Malfoy, who, even now, stood with her arms folded, watching the Sorting Ceremony with Crabbe and Goyle behind her.

After Prefect Ailifen's rebuff, the other boys all reined in their intentions.

Building a good relationship with her today was no longer very realistic. They would have to find another opportunity later.

You made Miss Malfoy angry?

Just you wait!

These older Slytherin students would definitely see justice done for Miss Malfoy!