"It's alright, Isa, we're not in the same house, but we're welcome to join us.

Hermione smiled and comforted, and Delia took out a tissue to wipe her tears.

"Hmm........" Isha was thinking about how to end the scene when she suddenly noticed a familiar green figure approaching them.

"So here it is, little mudblood.

Isa's face darkened, and sure enough, it was him.

Draco looked aloof, glancing at Delia and Hermione next to her, looking at her condescendingly.

"Why, no one in Slytherin wants to play with you, so they go to another house to find a dirty mud seed?".

Immediately after, as if he had just remembered, after exclaiming, he slanted and smiled, and his words were undisguised ridicule:

"Oh~ I forgot, you are also a dirty mudblood."

After glancing disdainfully at the two next to him, Draco's gaze fixed on Isa's face for a long time.

And she just smiled, not in a hurry, not impatient, not refuting, and not sad.

Beneath her calm surface, her heart is turbulent.

God assists! This brother came in time, she just said that she was not welcome in Slytherin, and when he did this, the credibility of what she said instantly rose to a notch, God helped her, wahahahahaha.......ha

Seeing Isha's reaction, Draco was a little weak for some reason, and said boldly,

"You wait for Gryffindor to lose!"

and walked away without looking back.

Isha looked at his arrogant back and sneered inwardly.

Just right, help her finish.

Suddenly, all three of them were touched by this, especially Hermione, who was so angry when she heard this insulting word, and was about to rush to reason with Draco, but was stopped by Delia.

"Wait, listen to me, Hermione. Delia took Hermione into her arms, her chin resting on her forehead.

"Now, take a deep breath. "

Yes, rushing up to Draco now won't do much good, it will only make others laugh, and Delia knows that.

"We will defeat them, whether it is the academy or the background, this kind of discrimination is incorrect, he has not experienced it, naturally he doesn't understand how sad we are......."

Isha quietly watched the two hug each other tightly, Hermione closed her eyes and did not shed tears, Delia patted Hermione on the back like this, and comforted her softly, telling her not to cry.

Isha looked at everything in front of her with a blank expression.

I don't know why, my nose suddenly got a little sour.

In this feast of three people, one person is destined to leave.

People are always obsessed with novelty, and she should have known it....... No, didn't she always know .......

What's going on, it'.......s clear that she sees things like feelings very thoroughly

She knew that it would be rude to sit down any longer.

The toast in her hand suddenly didn't smell good, and it turned out that people like she were so greedy would have a day when they couldn't eat.

It's not good to bother anymore.,It's just not an academy.,If they ask about it next time.,Let's make up a reason to prevaricate casually.。

But with Delia's temperament, she didn't think she would ask.

The crowd at the Quidditch arena was crowded, and Isha weaved through the crowd without feeling lively at all.

It turns out that sometimes, knowing someone too well is also an unspeakable pain.

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