Chapter 3: Meeting Crabbe and Goyle

"What a great disappointment." Draco closed his book and sighed. The disappointment was obvious in his speech.

While in the Dark Chamber, Draco fumbled and secretly put a book in his pocket. Since it is Lucius's usual laboratory, the book inside is naturally not a normal book. What is written in the book is self-evident – things related to dark magic.

After sending Pansy away, Draco naturally found an excuse to quickly return to his bedroom and start reading.

Draco himself believes that there is no dark magic, the so-called evil/dark magic is related to how it is used. If the outcome of using it is evil, that's another matter. In order to maintain the stability of the Wizard Society, some of the spells of formidable power are regarded as dark magic. It is forbidden to study and has said to be retrogression. In addition to the souls that have received various cultural shocks in the past, Draco read this so-called restricted book with no psychological burden, plus his superb memory and understanding ability could be said to be very sharp.

However, Draco did not find what he wanted. His previous life also had a half-baked understanding of various miscellaneous studies. If magic is a means, it corresponds to the techniques in use and its purpose. But for Draco, who is eager to pursue the essence, he wants to know the essence of magic, and understand it.

For example, what is magic power? Will it grow slowly over time? What is consumed during a spell? Is it the consumption of spiritual power or magic power? What is the so-called magic foundation? Is it a knowledge reserve or one's own magic power? Or will it depend on oneself? Or both?

Draco thought that the answer could be found through books, but unfortunately, this book was just a book, having only a few curses and ancient dark magic spells. So Draco was disappointed.

"Ah~" Draco stretched out and couldn't help but feel a little sleepy. As Draco has the body of a young person, he naturally needs lots of sleep. Draco did not want his height to be affected by his sleep. So he washed and went to bed.

People often remember what happened today, and Draco is no exception. He inevitably remembered the kiss of Pansy. Pansy's savage look and shyness kept circling in his mind.

Draco reached out and touched his forehead, and couldn't help but think: "I always feel "what is wrong?"" But he thought about it: "I don't always suffer." Draco felt a sense of accomplishment. So Draco didn't think much.

Just as Draco was sleeping peacefully, in the Parkinson manor, Pansy's room was not quite as peaceful.

"The little liar, he's obviously not a squib, but doesn't explain and deliberately harms me." In the small bed, Pansy was facing her plush bear, obviously playing with herself and pretending to view it as an enemy.

"He also deliberately took me to such a dark place to scare me. While pretending to be more polite than anyone else." Pansy tore an ear of the toy she was playing with.

"I didn't do well." Pansy, complained, naturally because of what Draco did to her. Because of her pride, Pansy naturally cannot accept it. Instead of her father getting revenge for her, she chose to do it herself.

So Pansy chose to self-direct a play of a hero saving the beauty, paving the way for their next meeting. Although Pansy was still a child, her acting was not bad.

"I grabbed your attention anyway, I don't believe that you don't follow suit. I must torture you the next time we meet." Pansy couldn't help but laugh when she thought of Draco's face after her successful revenge.

"The first kiss of this Young Lady is not so easy to get." Thinking of the kiss Pansy's cheeks suddenly flushed red.

"But the little liar is still a bit handsome." Pansy couldn't help but think.

"No, no, no soft heart, he dares to bully me, I must bully him back." In the end, the result before she could decide her mother called "Pansy, it's late, go to sleep, you should be tired today."

"Okay, Mother."

"The next time we meet, I must torture you." Pansy still didn't forget to pull the ears of the plush bear before going to bed. She was really resentful.

Time quickly passed.

The sound of "ring ring ring" came from Draco's room. It was the alarm.

As a psychological adult, Draco still treats himself with discipline. Within a limited time, Draco needs to try to strengthen himself before going to Hogwarts. Naturally, this must be well planned and utilized, so there will be no slack.

With his sleepy eyes open, Draco sat up from the bed, ready to get out of bed, and began to complete today's plan.

The sound of "creak" came from the door, and Lucius opened the door and entered Draco's room, but his face was a bit dark.

"Today's plan is put aside, your mother wants you to make two new friends." Lucius's tone was a bit stiff.

Last night, the Malfoy couple had a big fight. Narcissa had been dissatisfied with Draco's education. Her son was studying all day, and there was no socialization with other children of his age. This was unacceptable to Narcissa. In her eyes, her child should naturally more lively and cute. Reading books all day was not her definition of life and it would make him stupid to study all day, but this was just Narcissa's opinion. In the eyes of Lucius, Draco was very talented. Maybe he can surpass the Dark Lord, Dumbledore's genius. How could he waste his time playing? The most important thing was that Draco is also happy with it.

But women are born to be unreasonable creatures; Narcissa was also in a strong position at home, anything she wished for, Lucius had to compromise with.

Of course, he would have his own group. Draco would go to Hogwarts in a few years. Being alone was definitely not convenient and suitable for a person of his status. So It is also a good choice to find two followers and had a good candidate.

However, Lucius, as the head of the family, still has to show his dissatisfaction properly, so his tone was naturally not so good.

"Let me come with you, maybe you will be together for a long time." Lucius's tone is still cold.

"Okay, Father," Draco answered.

He couldn't help but think: "I estimate that the two friends are Crabbe and Goyle. The original Draco hanged around them." Draco sighed. "I don't know how to make friends with them anyway."

Currently, Draco was naturally not keen on getting any followers. Magic is the ultimate goal he needs to pursue, so he wasn't very interested.

"It's just the kindness of your mother, accept it." Draco was still very fond of this mother. Whether it is done or not, Narcissa's love for her son is definitely beyond doubt. In the original work, you can see this. Nowadays, he is also extremely pampered, so Draco naturally does not want to violate her kindness.

"Let me go and see my two future followers." Draco thought. He soon arrived in the living room with Lucius.

He saw Narcissa sitting in the living room on the luxurious sofa, standing next to it was Crabbe and Goyle.

Their father's all used to be Death Eaters, but in terms of status, it was natural for Lucius to be the highest. After all, wealth and power are the most common ways to evaluate a person in the world. At that time, Voldemort needed development and certainly, Lucius helped i.e. through monetary aid. Even after Voldemort's fall, Lucius's position in the magic circle remained strong. This also naturally determined that Draco will be the mainstay of future activities in Slytherin. Which was shown in the original work.

Crabbe had a short figure, with Goyle's stature being higher. Short with scruffy hair. Both of their bodies have one thing in common, which is beyond the length of an ordinary person, with a body like a gorilla.

"How am I going to be friends with them." Draco lamented in his heart. But still went to Narcissa and said hello to her. Whilst not looking at the two.

"My baby, I think you must be bored reading in Study all day long." Narcissa exaggeratedly expressed herself. Showing her dissatisfaction with Lucius. "But today I have found two playmates for you. They are the sons of your father's friends. I believe that you will get along very well in the future." Narcissa then introduced Draco to the two protagonists today.

"This is Vincent Crabbe." Narcissa pointed to the little fatty.

"You, hello." Crabbe didn't know because he was nervous or he was so stunted.

"This is Gregory Goyle," Narcissa said to the slightly taller child.

Compared to Crabbe, Goyle performed better and greeted one sentence, but still felt some restraint.

Whether in human society or the Wizard Society, people have to recognize the existence of class. Power and money determine the class of one person. And the Wizarding World may have added some distorted bloodline theory. Crabbe and Goyle's father used to be Lucius's "comrade-in-arms", or followers. This relationship was inevitably passed on to the next generation. In the home of the two, it is certain that the parents have also instilled many of these ideas. This led to the attitude of the two boys to Draco at this time which is not the normal attitude they show towards their peers.

As for Draco, he didn't want to play any game of companion friendship. Of course, they were good for running errands.

Draco still had an impeccable ceremony: "I am Draco Malfoy, welcome to my home, I think we should be able to get along well in the future."

Looking at her son finally with two "friends" of the same age, Narcissa was very happy, and her mouth was filled with a smile.

After that, Draco had to pretend to Narcissa had to pretend to show a child's temperament and to mingle with the two. He also found one or two games from his memory, and Draco also enjoyed it. This did allow Draco to break away from books for a short time. But at the same time, Draco found a very serious problem.

"Their limbs are developed but their mind is simple. This sentence is true." Draco gasped slightly. Compared to the IQ of the two, you have to say that their innate talent points to physical fitness. Draco has already felt the same amount of exercise, but Crabbe and Goyle are just like nothing.

"Physical training can't be less than magical." Narcissa's arrangement today disrupted Draco's study plan, but also allowed Draco to find the shortcomings he needed to overcome.

The battle between the wizards can't be limited to just curses and a wand, physical fitness is also a top priority! A flexible and strong body is also a very critical factor. What is the use of a powerful spell that can't hit people? This is not an online game, where the spell locks onto the target. For a wizard, being able to avoid one more curse may be the difference between life and death.

Knowledge is Power, but the body that carries knowledge is also important.

"It seems that I almost read myself stupid." Draco in his past life was actually a very passionate sportsman, or he couldn't have saved the child from the bottom of the car. But perhaps it was the impact of the crossing. The attraction of magic is too great for someone who has never been exposed to this before which made him forget his exercise habits.

"I hate those little faces," Draco shook his head and smiled. Having become determined to exercise. "It seems that one day's worth of exercise is needed."

Looking at the three people in the open space, having a good time, Narcissa couldn't help but smile. "This is childhood, staying in the room all day long and reading is stupid," Narcissa turned to Lucius. "Look at him, he is having so much fun."

What is done cannot be undone, not to mention that he is not particularly opposed to it, Lucius naturally also lost his stiff expression. He indifferently said: "He is happy."

Time passed quickly, and it was noon in the blink of an eye.

Exercising, naturally consumes a lot of energy. The best way to replenish energy is to eat.

It was also time for lunch.

However, looking at the gorging Crabbe and Goyle and the "rich" meals on the table, was really to his little.

"I haven't got used to it for eight years." As the aristocratic class of the Wizard Society, Draco realized that nature is the highest level of life. The cost of eating and drinking should have reached the limit of enjoyment, but the first word "eat" is an exception.

Draco stared at the dish in front of him, "What's wrong, baby not feeling well?" Narcissa saw Draco not moving. She thought that he was uncomfortable and asked with concern.

"Hey, Mother, I'm just too excited. I have made two new friends and I haven't come back to my senses yet." Draco naturally wouldn't tell the truth. He immediately took a dessert and said that he was fine.

"That's great," Narcissa said with a smile and placed two puddings on Draco's plate.

"Sometimes ignorance is also a kind of happiness." Draco looked at the pudding on his plate and shook his head again. He couldn't help but admire the two happily eating, and then destroying their food.

Dinner was soon over.

Crabbe and Goyle didn't stay for long, their parents came and took them back home after lunch. Naturally, there is also a little greeting between adults.

When the two were gone, naturally Draco wasn't idle, and he returned to his study to start the study plan that should have been completed.

The days seem to be stable, one day after another; Draco accumulated his own knowledge and also carried out the necessary physical exercise with Crabbe and Goyle. No accidents happened, perhaps this ordinary day will continue until Draco was eleven years old.

However, the calm was quickly broken.