Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord

What Wentworth said made Draco stunned again for a moment.

Although what Wentworth said was completely different from what his father told him, Draco originally wanted to refute, but Draco didn't know how to refute, because his reason told him that what Wentworth said did not matter. wrong.

Although I haven't really seen it, I have heard of the name of the Killing Curse, and it won't give me face just because I am pure blood.

"So, what is noble that?"

Draco, who hadn't figured it out after thinking for a long time, couldn't help asking.

"Of course it is strength. Anyone, no matter what his origin is, as long as he has the most powerful strength in the magic world, then he is the most noble person in the magic world!"

Wentworth said of course.

After hearing Wentworth's words, Draco's eyes lit up, and he said thoughtfully:

"I seem to understand what you mean, just like the person who couldn't mention his name back then, right!"

"I'm talking about Dumbledore! Albus Dumbledore!"

Wentworth rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"What are you talking about me, kids?"

At this moment, Dumbledore's voice suddenly sounded behind the two, startling them, Wentworth and Draco turned around, only to see Dumbledore, Fudge and Lucius Already walked back.

"Wentworth told me there's no nobility in pure blood!"

As soon as Draco opened his mouth, Lucius frowned and was about to say something, but he heard Draco continue:

"Although he is also pure blood."

Hearing this, Lucius and the others showed curiosity. After glancing at Wentworth, Lucius couldn't help asking:

"So, what is noble that?"

Draco then answered his father's question.

"Strength, Wentworth said, just like Principal Dumbledore, he has the strongest strength in the magic world, so he is the most noble person in the magic world!"

As soon as Draco's words came out, everyone's expressions changed slightly. Fudge's expression seemed a little ugly, but he still forced a smile on his face. Lucius seemed to remember something, and there was a trace of fear in his eyes.

Dumbledore, on the other hand, looked at Wentworth, thinking in his heart: Sure enough.

From then on, until the end of the game, the atmosphere at the scene seemed a little weird.

But after the game, when everyone was about to say goodbye, Draco suddenly asked:

"Wentworth, are we friends?"

Wentworth's face froze for a moment, and he turned his head to look around, and found that Dumbledore, Lucius and others were all looking at him. Wentworth could only nod embarrassingly and said:

"Of course, we're friends now!"

A smile appeared on Draco's face, Wentworth looked at the smile on Draco's face, and couldn't help sighing in his heart:

The current Draco, after all, is still a child, he just chatted a few words, watched a game, and he was regarded as a friend by him, if not for his stupid father, maybe Draco might not be a pure and good-looking little handsome boy .

But then, Wentworth heard Draco say excitedly:

"Since we are friends now, can you give me one of the golden snitches you got tonight? As you said, you will give those golden snitches to your friends!"

Wentworth's face suddenly became tense, and he thought to himself that your surname is Malfoy!

He wanted to refuse, but seeing the "benevolent" eyes of the people around him, Wentworth reluctantly took out a golden snitch from his arms and handed it to Draco.

Watching Draco happily take the Golden Snitch from his hands,

Wentworth couldn't help but said in a tone full of "expectation":

"Draco, I really hope you can come to Hogwarts sooner. At that time, I will definitely entertain you well!"

Afterwards, Wentworth and Dumbledore left the scene in a happy atmosphere.

Seeing Dumbledore and Wentworth leave, Lucius and the others let out a long sigh of relief, but Narcissa saw her son Draco playing with the golden snitch in his hand with joy, and couldn't help but kindly say Stroking Draco's hair, he asked:

"Draco, this new friend of yours is also a pure-blood family? Which family is he from? How come I've never seen it before?"

Hearing his wife's question, Lucius came forward curiously.

And Draco glanced at his mother with an unfamiliar expression, and said:

"Don't you think that only the UK has a pure-blood family? Although he is now settled in the UK, he is an Austrian!"

Narcissa showed an expression of sudden realization, while Lucius was thoughtful when he heard the place name Austria, and then turned his head to look at Draco, Lucius couldn't help but lower his face and said:

"Draco! What's your expression?!"

Draco was taken aback by Lucius, and quickly put away the mocking expression on his face, Lucius asked angrily:

"What's his name?"

"Wentworth!? Didn't I tell you?"

"I'm asking for his last name!"

Lucius said bitterly.

"His last name... I seem to have forgotten to ask!"

Draco seemed to remember at this moment that he only knew his name was Wentworth, but forgot to ask his last name, and he couldn't help being a little annoyed.

"What's wrong Lucius?"

Narcissa saw that her husband seemed a little puzzled, so she couldn't help asking.

And Lucius frowned and said:

"It's nothing, it's just that I always feel that something is wrong. I seem to have forgotten something. Forget it. Let's go home first!"

Narcissa patted Lucius on the shoulder to comfort him, and then the three left.

And Wentworth, led by Dumbledore, apparated outside the Hogwarts castle.

"Apparition is forbidden in Hogwarts, so we can only get here."

Dumbledore opened his mouth to explain, and Wentworth nodded to show that he knew.

"Would you like to try your broomstick again? Ride it in?"

Dumbledore looked at the Firebolt that Wentworth was holding tightly in his hand, and said with a smile on his face.

"President Dumbledore, in Hogwarts, except for the Quidditch pitch, it seems that students are forbidden to use broomsticks at will?"

Wentworth's eyes widened involuntarily and asked curiously.

And Dumbledore said with a playful face:

"Yes, in theory, but, I guess at this point, the professors are all asleep, aren't they?"

Wentworth rolled his eyes involuntarily, rejecting Dumbledore's offer.

"Forget it, Principal Dumbledore, I don't intend to use this broomstick myself."

Hearing Wentworth's words, Dumbledore asked curiously:

"You don't plan to use it yourself? What about this broomstick?"

"Don't you think that would be a nice Christmas present?"

Wentworth said with a smile on his face.