After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

"Really?" Hermione felt her throat was dry, but to others, her voice remained unchanged. She asked after Harry finished explaining the rules of the game, using a double meaning. "It's truly magical."

"Yes, magic has changed a lot, every aspect of our lives, it keeps us away from danger, and good things always happen." Harry replied with a hint of meaning, and he believed that Hermione and Neville could understand.

They both understood. Life... dangerous... a good thing?... They couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Ron thought it was a coincidence that the two new acquaintances could both hear Xiaolong's inner thoughts. He couldn't help but say, "It feels like we're destined to meet here." Harry and Hermione exchanged glances and secretly took their guess to heart.

When Draco woke up, it was still some time before he arrived at Hogwarts. He sat up blankly, his cute little face still showing red marks from waking up. He rubbed his face against the blanket like a kitten. Hermione looked at him so adorable that she couldn't help but pinch his little face. Her hand in her sleeve couldn't help but scratch it lightly.

Apparently, she wasn't the only one who had this idea. Ron placed the fruit tea prepared by Narcissa next to Draco. Harry helped Draco tidy up his hair and touched his little face. Draco was unaware of it and only came back to his senses after drinking the hot fruit tea.

[Ding, we've met a key figure, triggering a fragment of the future in the main world.] Harry thought, finally, it's here. Ron, Hermione, and Neville also lowered their heads to drink their tea, so as not to let their expressions be seen.

Draco opened it curiously. [A fragment of information? How strange, is it Hermione and Neville?] He clicked it and read it carefully. There wasn't much content, but it really shocked Draco.

Hermione Granger entered the school on September 1991, 9, and was sorted into Gryffindor House. She was academically proficient and studious, considered a genius, though also somewhat bookish. Throughout her studies, she became close friends with Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, forming the famous "Magic Triangle."

Like Harry Potter and several others, Hermione Granger is rarely frightened by Voldemort's name, and after 1995, she would refer to him by his given name, rather than "You-Know-Who" or "He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named".

Hermione Granger played a huge role in the fight to defeat Voldemort, her magical knowledge saving the three of them from danger on numerous occasions. After graduation, she worked as a staff member in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures, Deputy Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, and later became Minister for Magic.

"Wow, cool. Hermione probably didn't go to Ravenclaw because of her hidden courage," Draco thought. He hadn't expected a friend he'd just met would have such an amazing experience. Ron and Neville agreed. Harry and Hermione exchanged a glance, confirming their suspicions. Was this a destined meeting?

Neville has no talent for magic or learning, except for Herbology. He is also very forgetful. Once he received a memory ball from his grandmother in the mail. The memory ball showed that he had forgotten something, but he couldn't remember what he had forgotten.

In order to make Neville forget the memory of his parents being tortured by Bella, his grandmother cast a forgetfulness spell on Neville, which also damaged Neville's memory and he often forgot things. He suffered misfortune at a young age. His parents were both Aurors and members of the Order of the Phoenix.

They were kidnapped by Death Eaters shortly after Voldemort's downfall and tortured into insanity with the Cruciatus Curse by Bellatrix Lestrange. They were subsequently confined to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries for 15 years.

During the Second Wizarding War, Neville, as the head of the DA, led underground operations against the Death Eaters at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He bravely fought in the Battle of Hogwarts, slaying the giant snake Nagini, one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, with the Sword of Gryffindor. He eventually became the Herbology teacher at Hogwarts.

There were so many key points in this sentence that Draco didn't know what to be surprised about for a moment.

"Dr, Draco." Neville suddenly called out to Draco, who seemed to be in a trance. "Thank you." He said softly. Draco was confused by his gratitude, "Emm, you're welcome?"

Neville knew that Draco probably didn't understand what he meant, so he smiled shyly.

"You asked Harry to give me that potion, right? Thank you very much. My parents are much better after using it. They can recognize me now. The doctor at St. Mungo's said they will be discharged soon. Grandma said that Mom and Dad will spend Christmas with us."

His eyes sparkled. It had always been his wish to spend Christmas with his parents. Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and spoke a little sheepishly. "Grandma asked me to ask if I still have this potion. She said she cast a forgetfulness spell on me when I was a child, and she doesn't know if this potion will work on me. If it does, she's willing to pay any price for it."

Draco already felt sympathy for this little boy who had experienced a rough life, so he simply took out the Praise Potion from his suitcase (actually from the space).

"You should have seen my godfather's paper in the latest Potions Weekly. Only my godfather can make this, but the price is not high. Godfather intends to keep the price as low as possible. There are many people like your parents who also need this. I'm giving this to you, just as a way of making friends." Draco smiled and extended his hand in a friendly manner.

An angel, huh? Neville thought vaguely.

It's an angel. Hermione nodded affirmatively.

For some reason, Harry suddenly wanted to hold that hand, even though they had held hands countless times before. But this time, on the Hogwarts Express, in this compartment, a voice inside him told him to take it and not miss it. He shook his head, dismissing the sudden, absurd thought. Together with Draco, he persuaded Neville to accept it.

Ron started eating his snacks again, enthusiastically sharing them with his new friend. How could they not be considered new friends if they all shared the same secret? "Do you know how the houses are sorted?" Ron asked curiously. "George and Fred said that all the new students have to fight a dragon, and then they'll be sorted into different houses based on their performance."

"Ah? But my parents said that the sorting will make us team up in pairs to duel in front of the seniors. The winner will go to the college they want, and the loser won't be able to go to school." Neville firmly believed that his parents would not lie to him. Even his grandmother agreed with what his parents said at the time.

"Sirius said he wanted us to go to the Forbidden Forest and bring back a herb. That's what they did back then." Harry retorted. Sirius's words were very convincing, and he felt that Sirius's IQ was not enough to make up such a convincing lie.

"But my parents said they had to kill a troll to get into school." Draco also didn't think his parents would lie to him. For a moment, the four of them looked at each other in confusion.

"Maybe what they said is true. They are not from the same class. Maybe the exam content of each class is different." Hermione, the only outsider, spoke calmly.

"Oh, right," the four of them realized, then turned worried again. Recently, George and Fred have already faced dragons, so they might be even more formidable. Draco thought about his new draw and felt a little more confident. "I'll protect my friends!"

He planned to go next door and talk to Blaise and Pansy, so that they could be mentally prepared. Ron volunteered after hearing about it, saying that it was no wonder he didn't see Blaise today. So Ron took on the responsibility and asked Blaise how his parents were sorted.

"Ron will definitely be a Gryffindor." Draco vowed to Harry and the others. "Have you decided which house you want to go to? I think I should be a Slytherin. Ravenclaw is also good."

"My parents are both Gryffindors, but I want to go to Slytherin. My godfather is a Slytherin." Harry said. He couldn't bear to think about how gloomy his godfather would be if he was sorted into Gryffindor. And he wanted to be with Draco.

"We don't know... maybe Gryffindor?" Hermione and Neville looked at each other, wanting to see Draco's opinion.

"I think Hermione's personality is more suitable for Ravenclaw," Draco said to Hermione and the others, tilting his head and holding his chin. "Gryffindor girls may not be compatible with your personality. If you go to Gryffindor, you might be ostracized."

"As for Neville, I think Hufflepuff is a good choice. Hufflepuff is tolerant and friendly. Neville, you are too shy and timid, and you will be bullied easily." Draco put aside the gossip about parallel universes he had just read and felt that Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were more suitable for Hermione and Neville.

"And think about it, we're all from different colleges. If we get into trouble in the future, points can be deducted or added together. Maybe the four colleges can win the college cup together?"

They'd all heard of the House Cup, which was based on the scores at the end of each school year. Thinking carefully, being divided into four houses was indeed a good idea. With some effort, they might actually achieve something unprecedented and unparalleled. Just thinking about it made them happy.

Hermione felt that this would help her collect better information about the four colleges. She keenly sensed that something bad was about to happen.

Draco Malfoy, who possesses magical powers, and Harry Potter, the savior who is subtly different from the rumors. Hermione wants to find the thread in the tangled thread, but she lacks some key things and cannot think of more. She can only regretfully put down this messy ball of thread for the time being.