Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"Aurora and Draco are in your care, Severus." Looking at Lucius's back, he seemed to be ready to flee.

"Haha~" His figure completely disappeared, and I finally couldn't hold it back and burst into laughter.

"Aurora...don't bully daddy." Draco rubbed my hair helplessly.

"It seems that Lucius is still too tolerant of you. He is like a mouse seeing a cat in front of Abraxas..." Snape shook his head, as if he felt it was not worth it for his friend to dote on his offspring.

"How could I..." I lowered my head guiltily and followed Snape.

His black robe almost hit my face. "Hurry up and catch up. Don't miss the first class."

The originally noisy Hogwarts Great Hall suddenly became eerily quiet, and I was embraced by a warm embrace.

"Aurora!" It's Harry!

He was so strong that his arms were like iron clamps, almost breaking my waist.

"Harry, be gentle," I whispered.

"Sorry... I was too excited." His green eyes were full of apology.

Draco had to cough twice to make his presence felt.

"It's great to see you back safely!" They simply touched arms.

Is this the difference between men and women greeting each other?

Harry looked us up and down. "You look radiant. It looks like you have encountered some happy events."

"I guess so." We smiled at each other.

Seeing that we didn't continue talking, he tactfully didn't ask any further questions.

"Aurora, these are the notes from this period..."

As soon as he took it out, I quickly took it and held it in my palm.

"Thanks Harry! That's very sweet of you."

"Did you have any adventures in the Forbidden Forest?" This time, the injured unicorn was spotted by Draco and I.

Apparently, Harry and Ron Weasley escaped unharmed.

"It's hard to put it into words." Harry showed a helpless expression.

Sure enough, whenever Harry is around, Dumbledore always creates some "little troubles".

The first lesson is Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Harry sat in the front row, uncharacteristically.

Ever since we learned about Quirrell's strangeness, we have all stayed away from him.

The stench of decay on Quirrell's body was even stronger. Not only that, he wrapped his body tightly, like a woman in an Arab country.

The black headscarf almost covered the whole person.

Could it be related to the curse of unicorn blood?

That night, Harry came to our dormitory and shared with us what he had seen and heard during this period.

What shocked Draco and I the most was Dumbledore's inaction.

Allowing dangerous adult wizards to live in Hogwarts for so long.

"What about you?" Harry asked.

Draco and I looked at each other and he shook his head almost inaudibly.

Both my Animagus and Draco's elven blood are highly confidential matters of the Malfoy family and should not be disclosed to outsiders.

However, Harry lives with us day and night, and he is very sensitive and delicate, so how could it escape his eyes?

In the original work, as Dumbledore's ultimate secret weapon, I am the only one who knows how powerful it can be when he is in desperate situation.

I have spent eleven years in the magical world, and almost all of my stories were based on the original novels.

How could I not rely on everything in the original work as the basis for my judgment?

I took a deep breath, "Harry, can we make an Unbreakable Vow?"