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"Nan: host, 100 points on account, 502 points at present" "Ye: Nan? What's wrong?" "Nan: Oh, that old man... Dumbledore didn't use spiritual meditation on you." "Ye: Tut tut, I didn't expect... Did you just want to call Dumbledore the Old Bee?" "Nan: Ah?... Right?... (Actually, it's an old man)" "Hey, Snape asked you!" Draco pushed Moye, who seemed dazed. Mo Ye had to stop talking with Nanliao. He was a little confused and asked, "Oh... Oh! Can you say that again, professor?" Snape's eyes became more gloomy. He lowered his voice and said in a bad tone: "It seems that our little genius needs to be punished. Mo, come to the office for confinement after school starts!" "Hey?" Mo Ye was stunned for a while. He felt strange. Didn't he remember the question he asked? He stole a look at Snape's face and bravely asked, "Well, when is the confinement?" Watching Snape's face turning dark into ink, Mo Ye resolutely pulled Draco away and didn't forget to shout: "I'll be on time!" "Huh! Isn't that a problem, Draco? What is it?" Mo Ye stops and asks in confusion. Draco looked away and said, "Where do I know?" "Did he ask you?" Mo Ye asked. "... asked..." Draco replied. "Why don't you know?" Mo Ye said in surprise. Draco's face was slightly red. Fortunately, at night, the light was a little yellow, and Mo Ye could not see clearly. Thinking of seeing Mo Ye, he felt very strange and ashamed. "No wonder he would get angry with me. Hee hee... It's much more comfortable." Mo Ye said with a smile. 'Fortunately, he didn't go on with that question.' Draco looked at Mo Ye, who was obviously more smiling than last year, and was grateful, 'Why is he so white What do I think? ' Walking around a corner, I met Harry Potter and his friend Ron Weasley. "Wait!" Mo Yezi suddenly remembered his real purpose of tracking Harry Potter - Abby? "Wait, Harry." Mo Ye stops Harry Potter. "It's really unlucky..." said Ron discontentedly. Draco looked at Ron sarcastically and said subconsciously: "A pure blood traitor..." "Hum, are you different?" Ron said. This left Draco speechless. Harry Potter was more polite. He asked, "What's wrong?" "Did you see Abby?" Mo Ye asked. "No, no, we hope he won't come to school. Maybe he will be expelled for being late!" Ron pulled Harry Potter. "I... I didn't mean that..." Harry stammered. "We have. Let's go, Harry!" Ron pulled Harry away without saying a word. He didn't like Mo Ye and the three of them, which was more disgusting than his brother. "They, I want to tell me..." Draco suddenly choked up. He remembered Mo Ye didn't like to hear about his father. "Yes, you want to tell your father to teach Harry a lesson?" Mo Ye didn't care about Ron's attitude. After all, why should he be angry for strangers? "I..." Draco didn't know what to say. "Harry is impossible. Dumbledore will always protect him. He is the future savior... You'd better not fight against him..." Mo Ye said, after all, the main character's aura was very dazzling. "The future savior?" Draco was puzzled. "Haha, you still don't believe my prediction?" Mo Ye smiled and hugged Draco's neck, but he couldn't help worrying about Abby who didn't appear. Draco nodded. In the first grade, Mo Ye predicted that Professor Quirrell would turn gray, although it may be a coincidence.