The two followers crawled behind Malfoy and looked at Kyle in horror, with the flesh on their faces shaking like waves.

It was obvious that they wanted to leave here immediately, but they barely suppressed the urge to run away because Malfoy was still there.

Malfoy looked at his two followers and frowned somewhat dissatisfiedly.

This was a terrible performance, cowardly and stupid, not at all like a pureblood.

As if wanting to show the two what a pure-blood should be like, Malfoy raised his head and said in a very calm voice:

"I'm sorry again, Kyle. See you at school."

The indifferent tone and calm expression all demonstrate Malfoy's good upbringing.

Of course, the premise is to ignore the dust and stains all over his body.

There was nothing he could do about it, as he had been struggling non-stop while lying on the ground. He had wiped the floor inside and out with his robe several times, leaving no dead corners.

Even the cleaners on the train didn't clean as carefully as he did.

Kyle also noticed that there was a piece of Super Bubble Gum stuck to the hem of his robe. He didn't know which uncultured student had spit it there.

But for the sake of 150 Galleons, Kyle simply ignored these small details, as if he hadn't seen anything, and said calmly: "See you at school, Draco. It can be predicted that Slytherin will probably welcome a very outstanding freshman this year."

Hearing Kyle's words, Malfoy couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, as if he had been fed a large bottle of joy potion.

Although he had heard such words countless times before entering school, Kyle was different. As the youngest member of Hogwarts who had received the school's special contribution award, his praise was not comparable to those hypocritical compliments.

However, out of modesty, Malfoy suppressed his excitement and did not show too much pride.

"Of course... I mean, I'm still a long way from that."

Malfoy smiled and said, "You are a truly outstanding student. Not many people can win the Special Contribution Award for the school in the first year, not even Headmaster Dumbledore."

"Don't say that, I'm just lucky." Kyle smiled and prepared to go back to the box.

"etc……"

At this moment, Malfoy suddenly called him.

"Anything else?"

"That map..." Malfoy thought for a moment and said, "Can I order one?"

"Look at me, I almost forgot."

Kyle slapped his forehead and handed the stack of maps in his hand to Malfoy. "They are yours now."

"No, that's not what I want."

Malfoy glanced at the maps with disdain and said, "I need high-end products, the best ones. Can I pre-order them?"

"I have no reason to refuse."

Kyle smiled more sincerely, “By the way, if you’re willing to add a Galleon, you can also specify the pattern… For example, change it to a family crest or something, also woven with unicorn hair.

If you're willing to spend five Galleons, you can get a permanent map with a beautiful handcrafted border."

Malfoy slowly clenched his open palm into a fist and said without hesitation: "I want them all."

Kyle smiled and gave a thumbs up.

"Malfoy does have good taste."

…

A vicious group fight turned into a deal that everyone was happy with.

But the little wizards around who were watching the fun didn't think there was anything wrong with it at all. At most, they just sighed that they were so rich.

After all, for most young wizards, even ten Galleons is a huge sum of money, enough for them to spend an entire school year comfortably.

As for twenty Galleons... they didn't even dare to think about it.

"Merlin's beard."

At the door of a box not far away, Ron stretched his head with a dull look in his eyes: "No wonder Fred and George suddenly became so rich.

A map for twenty Galleons, this is faster than robbing money."

Harry Potter next to him was also craning his neck to look outside, but his focus was different from Ron's.

"Who is that person?" Harry asked curiously.

"Who?" Ron asked doubtfully.

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"The one who was talking to Malfoy."

"Oh, his name is Kyle." Ron said excitedly, "He entered the school last year and was ranked first in that year. He also won the Special Contribution Award for the school, which is a great thing. He is even better than Percy's prefect.

My mother has always hoped that I could be like him, but it is too difficult. I dare say that even Bill and Charlie are not as good as him. "

"He is Kyle?" Harry's voice suddenly became louder.

"You know him, too?" Ron asked.

Harry shook his head quickly and said, "I don't know him, I just heard Hagrid mention this name. When he took me to Diagon Alley, he also said that Kyle might become the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin.

By the way, Ron, what is the Order of Merlin? "

"Oh my god, the Order of Merlin?!"

Ron's eyes suddenly widened, and he said in disbelief: "How is this possible... No, I mean, I have never heard of this news."

"What on earth is this."

Looking at Ron's expression, Harry became even more curious.

He knew nothing about these strange awards in the wizarding world and could only stand by and worry.

Before Ron could explain, a somewhat sharp voice suddenly came from the side.

“The Order of Merlin was founded by the greatest wizard Merlin in the Middle Ages. After several centuries of development, the Order of Merlin has become the largest and most outstanding wizard organization in the wizarding world.

Only those wizards who have made contributions to the wizarding world can receive the Order of Merlin, which is the highest honor in the wizarding world."

Harry and Ron turned their heads at the same time and saw a little witch with thick brown hair.

She held her head high and her tone sounded arrogant and contemptuous.

"I bought a few extra reference books, Modern History of Magic and Great Wizards of the 20th Century. This is mentioned in these books."

"Of course I know that." Ron looked a little unhappy. This was one of the few opportunities for him to show off in front of Harry Potter.

Unexpectedly, it was snatched away by someone else.

(End of this chapter)