Chapter 30

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Chapter 30: Draco Brags and Ben Shows Off His Skills

In Malfoy Manor, Draco, with his platinum blond hair, displayed a proud smile as he bragged to his friends about his new toy—a flying broomstick. He had begged his father for it for a long time before finally getting it. Though Narcissa had forbidden him from using it unsupervised, that didn't stop Draco from showing it off.

"One day, I flew into the sky on a broomstick and even touched the wings of an eagle!"

"Wow, Draco, you are so awesome," chimed in his friends.

Surrounded by none other than Goyle and Crabbe, Draco relished the admiration. Goyle had black curly hair and an innocent smile, while Crabbe was a little fat, busy stuffing snacks into his mouth. Alongside them was a girl with short black hair and a shrewd, beautiful appearance, her noble eyes reflecting her proud nature. This was Pansy Parkinson, a member of the pure-blood Parkinson family, who even lowered her head in praise in front of Draco.

While Draco was still bragging, a voice came from behind. "Draco, you're bragging again." Draco turned, slightly angered, to see the Black family children: Martin, Jerome, Ben, Darlene, and Alice.

"Who are you to say this about Draco?" Pansy retorted, thinking they were from an insignificant family looking to curry favor. Draco felt embarrassed; he didn't dare brag in front of the Black family cousins. 

"Pansy, you misunderstood. They are my cousins: Martin, Jerome, Ben, and my sisters, Darlene and Alice. They're from the Black family," Draco clarified.

After the introduction, Pansy was silent, recognizing the power of the Black family name. Martin, ignoring Pansy's words, smiled at Draco and said, "Draco, you actually have followers."

Goyle and Crabbe nodded respectfully, recalling warnings from their parents not to mess with the Black family. Jerome greeted Draco lazily, while Ben just nodded and eyed Pansy darkly. Unlike Martin, Ben had a rebellious streak and almost disciplined Pansy.

Ignoring the commotion, Darlene and Alice quietly greeted everyone before going off to find Aunt Narcissa. Martin, meanwhile, presented Draco with a gift, saying, "Congratulations on going to Hogwarts. This is our gift to you."

He handed over a dragon tooth from an Australian opaleye dragon, knowing Draco's fascination with everything dragon-related. "Wow, Dragon Fang, thank you. I want to raise a dragon, but my father won't agree," Draco exclaimed, examining it closely and appreciating its value.

Goyle and Crabbe gathered around curiously as Martin's gift gave the young wizards a glimpse of the world beyond.

After a long time, Draco said with unfinished content, "Father gave me a flying broomstick. I can lend it to you to play with, but you must be under the supervision of an adult."

Draco had only flown into the sky once so far, but the thrilling feeling was unforgettable. Jerome took the broom from Draco's hand and recognized the model at a glance. "It turns out it's a five-star sweep. It's not bad. The stability and speed are both acceptable."

Pansy couldn't help but taunt, "You said it as if you were flying. Draco is a master, right, Draco?" After Pansy finished speaking, she looked at Draco with admiration, but Draco showed a bit of embarrassing affection.

He had no doubts about Jerome's words. After all, he had seen the talents of Martin and others many times since he was a child. Whether it's a new curse or something else, Martin and others always seemed to be one step ahead of him. His father often said it would be great if he could be as smart as the children of the Black family. It can be said that Draco has lived in the shadow of Martin and others since he was a child. The proud Draco has long since succumbed to comparing himself to other people's children.

"Qui, what's so difficult about this? Some ignorant people still like to talk. It's really annoying." Jerome said nothing. Ben did not spoil anyone. After saying that, Ben grabbed the broom and flew directly into the sky, regardless of Draco's shouts. He performed several difficult moves in a row, just like a Quidditch star.

Draco's expression changed from worry to surprise, and he looked at Martin excitedly. "Is Ben's health okay? I don't even know when his magic power exploded." Draco knew that although Ben was smart, his magic power had not yet rioted. It is simply a miracle that he can ride a broomstick to the sky today. The only thing that made Draco better than Ben was gone. Thinking of this, Draco felt very depressed, but fortunately, Martin and others were his cousins, and they were all his own people.

"The class is so awesome, can you all know it? Who taught you?" Martin's handsome face showed an aristocratic smile, and he said kindly, "My father taught us. He is very powerful. He can do all kinds of moves." Draco looked envious. Lucius would not teach him how to play with a broomstick. Even in front of him, his father rarely smiled and was always very strict. Draco was very envious of his uncle Cole's teachings to Martin and others.

Martin, of course, saw Draco's eager little eyes, like a puppy. Martin smiled, not expecting Draco, who was one year older than them, to have such an expression. However, despite his past experience, Draco did not treat Martin and others as ordinary children at all. The relationship between them was much closer than that of Goyle and Crabbe.

"You come to our house another day, and we can teach you. We can even have a little Quidditch game." Martin's words made Draco want to fly to Black Manor. It was Jerome who calmed Draco down, but with his flying skills, Ben had already won Draco's respect. Just by looking at the arrogant look on Ben's face, which was not as cold as usual, he knew that Mr. Black was not what people thought.