Hogwarts: Jade, stop controlling Harry!

Chapter 101 Autumn Zhang

Draco apologized to Hermione and Neville with a frustrated expression, and then took out a few Galleons to give to Neville as compensation for them eating Neville's snacks.

Harry then handed the wand to Draco. "If you want revenge, I'm waiting for you, but next time I won't be so lenient!"

With that, Harry stepped aside to make way for him.

Watching Draco and the others slink away, the blond boy didn't even dare to utter any harsh words this time, fearing that Harry might really keep his word and slap him again.

That feeling of having to face a train like that is not pleasant.

Harry thought to himself to Jade, "Why do I have this feeling that I'm the bully?"

He was clearly following Uncle Long's instructions and trying to reason with him properly.

Xiaoyu, however, said that Harry did a good job. If it were her, she might have pulled down the pants of the three boys before letting them leave, otherwise she still wouldn't be satisfied.

After all, Hermione is also Jade's friend.

After Draco and the others left, Neville, who had been standing to the side rather quietly, excitedly walked over and thanked Harry profusely, though his voice was terribly stuttering.

"Oh my god... thank you so much, Harry, no, Mr. Potter... you're amazing... Merlin above! How can I ever repay you?"

In Neville's view, Harry not only came to their rescue, but even dared to beat up Draco and make Draco Malfoy bow down and apologize to them.

Neville believes that Harry is the real hero, the real Gryffindor!

For a time, Neville's attitude towards Harry almost turned into worship.

"Uh, it's okay, we're classmates, aren't we?" Harry said to Neville, scratching his head.

"If they dare to bully you again, come to me, and I'll protect you," Harry said, patting Neville on the shoulder.

This must be what Uncle Jackie Chan meant by protecting the weak.

The commotion had already attracted the attention of many students, including freshmen and upperclassmen.

They were all whispering among themselves in the carriage, and only came out after Draco and the others had left.

"You're Harry Potter, aren't you!"

A freshman recognized Harry and asked excitedly.

"Uh... I think so." Harry was a little embarrassed; it seemed this had attracted too much attention.

Wow!

The discussion grew louder, everyone looked at Harry with curiosity, and some even stepped forward and reached out their hands.

"Hello, Harry, my name is Seamus, Seamus Finnigan! I'm also a freshman!" Seamus said.

"Hello Seamus." Harry shook hands with him.

Simo was excited and wanted to say something more, but he was pushed aside by the people behind him.

"Hey Harry, this is Lee Jordan. You were really brave just now. I saw it all from the other side! It seems the newspapers were right, you're a born warrior," an older boy said quickly as he approached.

Harry didn't know what to say, so he continued, "Um, hello Jordan, thank you..."

"You're welcome. I was sure you'd come to Gryffindor." Before Lee Jordan could finish speaking, people squeezed in from both sides.

The scene became somewhat chaotic, with many people eager to shake hands and chat with Harry.

Neville watched from the side, his eyes filled with envy and admiration.

Although Hermione was a little embarrassed and angry from being jostled around, she was also happy for Harry, as he deserved it.

However, Harry felt that if things continued like this, it wouldn't be long before everyone on the train would be heading this way, so he started to say loudly, "Alright everyone, please go back to your carriages. We'll talk again when we get to the school..."

Harry's voice was strong and clear, and seeing his confident and composed demeanor, many students began to obey and leave.

Harry also moved in the direction of the carriage he had come from.

He only breathed a sigh of relief after he stepped out of the carriage. Remembering Hermione, he quickly turned around and found her with him.

"How's it going, Harry? It feels good to be treated like a hero, doesn't it?" Hermione said to Harry, seemingly relieved of her worries.

"It wasn't really that great. I felt like a gorilla in a zoo being stared at," Harry said.

Hermione replied, "How could that be? Even you should be a lion."

Yes, Harry's expression and demeanor when he was angry just now really resembled a majestic lion!

"Hermione, stop playing tricks on me," Harry whispered.

Just then, someone from the carriage behind them came out and said, "Please wait."

Harry turned around and saw that there were several girls, including an Asian girl with black hair, which surprised him.

"Hello?" Harry greeted them politely.

The girls pushed and shoved, pushing the pretty Asian girl in the middle to the front.

"Go to Qiu quickly and say hello to him."

Harry patiently stood there waiting for the shy girl to approach and extend her hand. "Hello, I'm Harry. Are you from the University of Tokyo?"

The girl was clearly taken aback for a moment, then extended her hand and said softly, "Hello Harry, my name is Cho Chang, I'm a second-year student, nice to meet you... I was in the next carriage just now. Also, I'm of Chinese descent, my parents are from Hong Kong."

Upon hearing this, Harry immediately said to Jade, "This girl is from your hometown."

"Ms. Zhang Qiu, I really like the culture of Dongda University. If there's a chance, I think we can exchange ideas more." Harry finally had a chance to speak Chinese, so he took the opportunity to show off.

A hint of surprise flashed in Qiu Zhang's eyes immediately. "You...you can speak Chinese?"

"I know a little bit," Harry said modestly.

Somehow, Harry started speaking Chinese inside his own body, and he spoke it as fluently as English.

Cho Chang was even more surprised now, and at the same time, she felt even more favorably disposed toward Harry. "Your spoken English sounds amazing, even better than mine. I should be the one asking you for advice."

Hermione, standing to the side, was genuinely surprised that Harry could speak Chinese. But soon, she became somewhat displeased as she watched Cho Chang chatting happily with Harry.

"Harry, let's go back, or people will swarm us again," Hermione warned.

"Um...

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Harry nodded, gave Cho Chang a friendly smile, and said, "See you at school."

Cho Chang responded with a shy smile, staring at Harry's face as she spoke.

See you at school.

After saying that, Qiu Zhang quickly returned to her friends, who were chattering excitedly.

Harry turned around and followed Hermione back.

"When did you learn Chinese?" Hermione couldn't help but ask on the way.

"Well... I'm very interested in Tokyo University and have been studying it on my own..." Harry said.

Hermione looked at Harry like he was a monster.

Self-taught? Oh my god!

"Don't look at me like that. I've had enough of that look today," Harry sighed helplessly.

"Pfft!" Hermione laughed, but then held it back. "That girl is very pretty."

"Huh?" Harry asked, puzzled. "Who is it?"

"It's that Qiu Zhang."

Hermione casually tucked her hair behind her ear. "Her hair is very smooth, and she has a very sweet face."

"Hmm, is that so?" Harry thought for a moment, and it seemed so, but he had been so excited about showing off his ability to speak Chinese that he hadn't paid much attention to it. "Actually, I didn't look at her much, after all, she's our senior."

Upon hearing this, Hermione's previously heavy mood suddenly improved considerably, especially after seeing that Harry didn't seem to be lying.

"Well, that's a shame. I noticed she was looking at you the whole time."

But Harry didn't hear Hermione's last sentence. He was saying goodbye to Jade... Jade had to go home first and would come find him after school.

Harry was a little reluctant to leave.

"Huh? What did you say?"

When he was almost at Harry's carriage, he turned to Hermione and asked.

"It's nothing, I didn't say anything..." Hermione replied.

"Oh." Harry nodded, and the matter was dropped.

Nothing else happened on the way.

When Harry and Hermione returned, Ron was standing at the carriage door looking out. When he saw them come back, he asked curiously why they had taken so long.

Harry then recounted what had just happened.

Ron was both excited and regretful after hearing this. "What a pity I wasn't there to see it! Harry, you were so brave!"

"We might get fired," Hermione worried again.

"No, don't worry," Ron said immediately. "Hogwarts has never expelled a student for fighting, otherwise George and Fred would have been expelled long ago!"

Hearing Ron say this, Hermione's worries immediately dissipated, so her attitude towards Ron improved a lot.

She even shared the sugar-free cake she made with Ron, which was originally meant for Harry... After tasting the first bite, Harry was very grateful that Ron had helped share the burden.

Harry couldn't understand how a cake could be made without sugar.

After taking a bite, Ron wanted to give the cake a piece of his mind, but then he remembered that Hermione had brought it out, so he held back. After all, he had eaten Harry's snacks, so he had to give Harry some face.

"Hmm, it tastes alright... but it doesn't really taste like cake." That was Ron's assessment, which Harry thought was quite accurate.

Fortunately, Hermione knew the cake didn't taste very good, so she didn't insist.

"Who exactly is that boy?" Hermione asked.

"It must be the Malfoys. They're the only family that emphasizes purebloods and is particularly annoying." Ron was still showing off his snacks.

Honestly, Harry didn't know how much Ron had eaten while he was gone, but Ron's stomach seemed like a bottomless pit. Maybe if given some time, he could really finish all the snacks on the table!

"Malfoy?" Hermione remembered the name. "What happened to them?"

"What's wrong! His father, Lucius Malfoy, is a complete villain. My father said that his family keeps a lot of dangerous items, which may also be related to the Death Eaters. After all, almost all the Death Eaters back then came from pure-bloods and Slytherins!" Ron said while eating, still managing to speak clearly.

"They've always looked down on our family, or on all wizards who aren't pure-blooded. They're absolutely wicked!"

After hearing Ron's explanation, both Harry and Hermione felt relieved about what had just happened.

Harry secretly regretted that he hadn't slapped him hard enough. After all, the Death Eaters were the Dark Lord's minions, and the Dark Lord had a deep-seated hatred for them!

Hermione, on the other hand, felt much more relaxed because she felt that Harry hadn't hit the wrong person and she hadn't hit the wrong person either.

"That sounds like a really bad family," Hermione said, getting up. "Alright, I think it's time for the boys to change into their school uniforms!"

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