"I'm Draco Malfoy."

The white-haired boy stared at Harry's bald head and thought for a moment, then he frowned and held out a hand of friendship.

He didn't seem very polite and interrupted Harry's self-introduction directly: "I know you, the savior of the prophecy, Harry Potter."

"Can you explain where we are now?"

Harry stared blankly at Malfoy.

Under the sunlight, the other party's hair showed a platinum color, not monotonous pale.

His consciousness was a little dazed.

At this moment, what he thought was not how to unite and survive, but to start a desertion.

Harry is thinking...

With their personalities and Malfoy, if they hadn't met under such circumstances, I'm afraid they would have become enemies that they hated each other?

"Hey……"

The shoulder was tapped.

Harry woke up.

An apologetic smile appeared on his face: "Sorry, I was distracted just now."

"Now, we must reach a consensus..."

"In your opinion, what is the most important thing right now?"

Hearing this, Malfoy was stunned for a while, and replied, "Stand by and wait for my father to rescue us."

Harry shook his head: "The most important thing is to live!"

"The environment here is very harsh, without food and water, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive even a day."

Suddenly in a strange and strange environment, Harry subconsciously imitated the most powerful man in his memory.

So he imitated Wang Yan's tone and said: "So, we'd better exchange the existing information immediately to see if there is anything that complements each other."

"Knowledge and information are everything!"

His imitation was poor, and Malfoy liked it.

The platinum noble boy swallowed his saliva, forced his composure, and barely maintained his demeanor: "Take it easy, you are qualified to be my friend."

Draco Malfoy was far less calm than he had shown.

Fear, joy, excitement.

Mixed emotions.

This experience is unprecedented.

Crabbe and Goyle, the two idiots, can only be regarded as followers.

Only a man like Harry can be called a "friend"!

At least……

are potential friends.

Going out with Harry won't bring him down.

While talking, the two explored to the southeast.

On the way, they met two other inmates successively.

Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom.

The small team of four quickly reached a consensus, exchanged information with each other, and described their specialties.

"The environment we are in is a place called [Famine Little World]."

"Our mission is to survive here for 360 days."

"After 360 days, it may be teleported to another world to survive, or it may return to Hogwarts. These are all unknowns, so prepare in advance."

"I have been sent samples to my aunt's house since I was a child. I have never learned any spells. Do you know any spells?"

Malfoy took a wand from the lining of his silk robe, his face proud. "Hawthorn wood, unicorn hair core, ten inches long."

"I will use the [Clear Spring Like Water Mantra] to provide everyone with a source of water."

Difficult and difficult circumstances can sharpen a person the most.

In just one day, Malfoy gave up on his mantra.

He is no longer full of "how is my dad".

Now, after listening to Hermione's analysis, he has completely understood a cruel fact...

No matter who got them here, the existence that can **** people from the greatest white wizard Dumbledore without any scruples will never be the existence that his father Lucius Malfoy can provoke.

He began to show his ability to avoid being abandoned by the team.

"very good!"

Hermione's face showed a happy look: "We won't die for at least three days."

Without food, a person can live seven days or more on the fat stored in the body.

no water?

Die in three days!

Even, they keep walking and exploring, which will make the water flow in the body faster.

She only earned more than a thousand gold Galleons, and she didn't want to die in such a ghost place!

At this time, Neville, who had been taciturn, suddenly raised his hand: "Everyone, look at this."

As he spoke, he took out a very cute frog from his pocket.

The veins on Malfoy's forehead were looming, and his tone was slightly acerbic: "Nice ingredients, but unfortunately we don't have fire."

Neville Longbottom silently poked the Travel Frog with his index finger.

The little frog put down the pocket backpack behind him.

Bang!

Smoke clouded.

After their vision became clear, the four of them saw on the ground...

Two loaves of brown bread.

After walking for most of the day, their stomachs have been protesting for a long time.

This is simply a rainy season!

Everyone got half a piece of brown bread.

Except for Malfoy who remained reserved for a while, the other three eliminated the quota they got as quickly as possible.

Black bread is hard to eat.

Hard, cold, bitter, and even mixed with sawdust.

But it can suppress the hunger in the abdomen a little!

"Hey...I underestimated you."

The platinum boy turned his nostrils up and pointed his chin to Neville, and said awkwardly, "Remember, I owe you once."

Hearing this, Harry, Neville, and Hermione all laughed.

Draco Malfoy is just arrogant, and his nature does not seem to be bad.

The sun sank into the horizon, and darkness enveloped the earth.

The howl of the beast came one after another, and the scalp of the person who heard it was numb.

The four little wizards were leaning against a giant tree, their eyes widened, and they silently waited for the dawn.

Without a bonfire, they simply did not dare to fall asleep easily.

The most difficult long night made the four little wizards form the bond of comrades-in-arms.

When the first ray of morning light fell on Malfoy's face, his nose twitched and he almost cried.

In the end, the pride of the pure-blood nobleman made him hold back his tears.

Neville didn't have so much mental baggage.

With a "pop", he sat down on the ground and burst into tears.

Harry yelled hysterically.

He was angry.

Annoyed at his own incompetence and ignorance.

If he knew the specific process of "drilling wood to make fire", not just a concept, they could sleep peacefully last night.

If he knew what plants, roots, leaves, and fruit were edible, they wouldn't have to go hungry.

If he knew which minerals and plant toxins could be used to make weapons, they wouldn't have to worry.

"Knowledge is everything."

The words echoed in Harry's heart again.

Hermione suddenly said: "We are divided into two groups, taking turns to rest, sleep is very important."

"So, Malfoy and I, Neville and Harry."

"I remember the spell and casting gesture of the [Flaming Fire Spell], but I have never cast it."

"Give me some time, tonight, I should be able to..."

Hermione closed her eyes after saying this, muttering something softly, waving her wand from time to time.

Harry looked at Malfoy with burning eyes: "You go to bed first, I want to learn [Flaming Charm] with Hermione."

You must know that the purpose of the Fiery Fire Spell is never to make fire.

It is a very aggressive black magic!

If Harry could simply master the magic, those beasts would no longer be a threat.

They will be reduced to prey!