It seemed like destiny.
The moment Harry Potter entered, Draco turned around.
The two looked at each other.
A fateful encounter!
Argus couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.
Sure enough, the arrogant guy and Harry are a couple!
Ginny? She's nothing but a homewrecker!
[Congratulations, host, for meeting Harry Potter and obtaining the achievement: Meeting the Savior]
[Achievement Point Reward: 50]
Wow, you get an achievement just by seeing Harry Potter?
It seems like coming to Hogwarts was definitely the right decision!
"Are you here to buy Hogwarts student robes?" Before Harry Potter could speak, Madam Malkin said, "We have plenty here. There are two little boys trying them on right now."
At this time, Harry Potter had not yet emerged from the shadow of the Dursleys and was filled with a sense of inferiority.
After taking his measurements, he silently walked towards Argus and the other boy.
"Are you also a new student at Hogwarts?" Draco asked, looking Harry up and down with curiosity.
"Yes...yes."
"Do you have your own flying broomstick? Have you ever played Quidditch?"
"Do you know which house you'll be sorted into? I'm definitely going to Slytherin!"
"My dad said..."
"Draco!" Argus noticed Harry's embarrassment and interrupted Draco's incessant chatter.
He gave Harry a slightly apologetic smile.
"I'm sorry, Draco was a little too excited today. I apologize on his behalf."
"It doesn't matter!"
Argus's gentle and polite demeanor immediately won Harry's favor.
He preferred the elegant boy in front of him to the condescending Draco.
More importantly, ever since he arrived in Diagon Alley, everyone has looked at him like he's a rare animal.
Except for this elegant boy!
"My name is Argus Grindelwald, and he is Draco Malfoy."
"Harry Potter! You can just call me Harry."
"You're Harry Potter, the boy who lived!" Draco exclaimed, drawing stares from those around him.
This also made Harry frown.
Hearing the noise from inside, Hagrid hurriedly came in.
"What's wrong, Harry?"
"It's nothing, Hagrid. I'm just chatting with a new friend."
"It's good that you're alright. These two must be your friends, right?" Hagrid smiled warmly and extended his hand to greet Argus and Draco.
"Hello, little wizards!"
"Hello, Mr. Hagrid, I've heard of you before, the expert on magical creatures at Hogwarts." Argus smiled and bowed.
Argus had a good impression of this Keeper of Keys and Grounds from Hogwarts.
After all, who would refuse a generous, low-profile gamekeeper?
Seeing Harry looking at him with such admiration, Hagrid scratched his head sheepishly.
"I'm just a gamekeeper who enjoys keeping some magical animals."
"A servant of Hogwarts! What kind of expert is that!"
Draco's deep-seated pure-blood beliefs made him extremely contemptuous of Hagrid, a half-giant, and when he saw his two good friends showing such respect to Hagrid, he couldn't help but mock him.
Upon hearing this, Harry's face immediately turned cold, and Hagrid was also at a loss, unsure of what to do with his two large hands.
"Hagrid, the clothes here will take a while to arrive. Let's go look at something else first!"
After saying that, Harry pulled Hagrid and walked outside.
Draco didn't think he had said anything wrong; instead, he wondered why Harry was angry.
Argus sighed inwardly.
"Draco, do you know what you just did?"
"What did you do?"
Draco had no idea what was going on and still looked completely bewildered.
"I'm asking you, who is Hagrid?"
"Isn't he just a half-giant?"
"He's Harry's friend!" Argus's expression gradually turned serious.
"To publicly humiliate a friend's companion—is this the upbringing you have as the heir to the Malfoys?!"
To be honest, he really didn't want to be a babysitter, but Draco was an important piece in his future plans.
Through Draco, one can open the doors of the Malfoy family, formally enter the circle of pure-blood families in England, and then influence the younger generation of pure-blood families, spreading one's own ideas.
Given the other party's current state, it's impossible for them to achieve their expected goals.
Therefore, Draco's ideas must be corrected!
Upon hearing Argus's words, Draco realized the inappropriateness of his earlier remarks.
But the boy's pride prevented him from bowing his head.
"I'm telling the truth! He's just a half-giant, a bastard..."
"Draco!" Argus said seriously.
"Do you think that because you are a pureblood and come from one of the Sacred Twenty-Eight, you are superior to everyone else?"
"Especially when facing half-human demi-humans like Hagrid, they despise them to the core!"
"I...I didn't..."
Draco stammered, avoiding looking at Argus.
"Listen, Draco!" Argus looked directly into Draco's eyes.
"Pure blood has never been a reason for you to be superior!"
"The true nobility of a wizard lies not in his bloodline, but in his heart!"
"Perhaps he doesn't have a distinguished family background, perhaps he doesn't have a lot of money and wealth, or he doesn't have good manners and etiquette."
"But as long as he has a noble heart, he is a noble wizard!"
Argus glanced at the puzzled Draco and continued.
"A noble heart will show tolerance and kindness even to the lowest slave, and courage and fearlessness even to the most powerful enemy."
"To seek knowledge and explore magic, and to contribute one's own strength to the wizarding world."
"This is true nobility!"
Argus's words plunged Draco into deep confusion.
He is only eleven years old this year and has not yet been completely corrupted by the pure blood of the decadent older generation.
He harbors beautiful fantasies about the world and yearns for the future.
Argus's words awakened the innocence and hope deep within him.
Argus stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder.
"Draco, you have received a good education and are the future heir of the Malfoy family. You bear not only the rise and fall of the family and its glory, but also the responsibility and obligation of the wizarding world."
"Making mistakes is not shameful. On the contrary, knowing that something is wrong but refusing to repent and then regretting it for the rest of your life is what is truly sad."
"Do you understand?"
Draco lowered his head and remained silent for a long while before slowly raising his head to look at Argus.
His eyes were red-rimmed.
"Argus, I'm sorry, I…I…"
"The person you need to apologize to is not me," Argus said, shaking his head with a smile.
"Do you remember what I just said? Making mistakes is not shameful. On the contrary, knowing that something is wrong but refusing to repent and then regretting it for the rest of your life is what is truly sad."
"I understand!" Draco's eyes gradually hardened.
He then looked at Argus, feeling embarrassed.
"Argus, could you... could you come with me to apologize to Harry and Hagrid... I... I'm scared of them..."
"Don't worry!" Argus said softly, "Harry and Hagrid aren't petty people. As long as you apologize sincerely, you'll definitely get their forgiveness."
Draco's eyes lit up again, and he waited for about half an hour.
Harry took Hagrid back to Madam Malkin.
After hesitating for a while, Draco walked blushing to Hagrid's side.
"Mr. Hagrid... I'm sorry..."
Hagrid, bewildered, scratched his head in confusion.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Hagrid. I shouldn't have said such rude things to you, and I shouldn't have looked down on your status and lineage…"
"The true nobility of a wizard lies not in his bloodline, but in his heart!"
"Perhaps he doesn't have a distinguished family background, perhaps he doesn't have a lot of money and wealth, or he doesn't have good manners and etiquette."
"But as long as he has a noble heart, he is a noble wizard!"
"And Harry, I also want to apologize to you. I shouldn't have insulted your friend..."
"I'm sorry, please forgive me!"
Hearing Draco's words, Hagrid couldn't help but widen his eyes.
This...is this something a pureblood would say?
He'd been at Hogwarts for so many years and seen countless pure-bloods. These people, let alone apologizing, would be considered good people if they didn't even bother to ridicule him a couple of times!
He asked in a daze, "What you just said, you came up with all of that?"
"What did you say?"
"It's that...that..." Hagrid racked his brains but still couldn't remember Draco's original words.
Finally, he came up with one keyword!
"A noble wizard!"
Draco lowered his head in embarrassment: "These weren't my words, they were said by Argus..."
He repeated exactly what Argus had just said.
Hagrid listened with great excitement.
He couldn't help but applaud.
"Well said!"
As a mixed-race giant, he has faced countless forms of discrimination since childhood.
Argus's words undoubtedly gave him hope for a harmonious and equal future in the magical world.
"I can't believe an eleven-year-old would say these things. Argus, you're sure to become a remarkable figure in the magical world!"
Harry, standing to the side, looked on with pure admiration!
Noticing the guilt in Draco's eyes, Hagrid stepped forward and casually put his arm around him.
"Little one! You have a very good friend!"
"Alright, everyone makes mistakes sometimes."
"I don't mind, and neither does Harry!"
Seeing Harry nod, Draco finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Young wizards, your robes are finished. Would you like to try them on?"
Madam Malkin's arrival interrupted their conversation.
"No need to try them on, please pack them up for us. If we can't even trust Madam Malkin's handiwork, then there's probably nothing in England that's worthy of our attention!"
"Haha, thank you for the compliment, little wizard."
Argus's words made Madam Malkin burst into laughter.
Thanks to Argus, the students all received a good discount on their school robes.
As he was leaving, Harry kept turning back to look at him.
"Argus, we're friends, right?"
"Of course, Harry!" Argus's face still held a gentle smile.
"Can I write to you after I get back?"
"You're welcome anytime!"
"Me too!" Draco interrupted their conversation.
"I will write to you too!"
After Harry and Hagrid left, Argus saw Draco's gaze shift from thoughtful to increasingly resolute, and he was completely relieved.
Very well, now the Malfoy family is truly on his pirate ship.
The kind that you can't even bombard!