Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Harry's gaze was so noticeable that I quickly turned my head away.

"Let's go back!" Draco panicked. He threw down a few gold Galleons, picked me up and ran away.

"Master Malfoy, here's your change!" the shopkeeper chased out.

"No need!" he said loudly.

I winked at Harry, and he reached for the change the shopkeeper was about to put back in his pocket.

"Aurora! You're sick, and you're still thinking about those trivial things?" Draco said angrily, "You little money-grubber! Mom and Dad have never owed you anything!"

"Your money is my money, I won't let you spend it carelessly!"

Draco couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay! You will take care of me from now on!"

"Hmm..." There was a sweet feeling in our hearts.

"Harry, let me hold it." After all, it was the pet I chose, so it was no big deal for Harry to hold it.

"It's heavy, let me do it." Harry declined politely.

Crookshanks stared at Draco and me with his eyes wide open and angrily looked at me.

For some reason, I can actually sense the cat's emotions from its face.

No wonder Hermione chose it as a pet, it’s really smart!

"It's okay. If you don't hug it, it will be angry!" I still reached out and took it.

"What about me..." A sigh came from my ear.

"What?" I didn't quite hear.

"Nothing, just worried it might scratch you..." Harry stroked Crookshanks' forehead.

This time, the cat did not dodge, but seemed to be frozen, allowing the man to do whatever he wanted.

But why are its hind legs trembling slightly?

Is it afraid of Harry?

Is it too cold?

But, its pussy is long and thick, it shouldn't be...

I heard a meow, and then it opened the cage and crawled into my arms.

"Okay, we're getting ready to go home!" I said softly.

"Harry!"

It's the Weasleys!

It's really a narrow road for enemies!

Ron was seen waving his arms, his iconic red hair messed up by the wind.

The strong wind made his face red and his freckles more obvious.

I don't understand why I don't like this family from the bottom of my heart.

Well...I have to admit, I am biased.

Molly Weasley - Ron's mother, looks very kind.

"I received the Christmas gift you carefully prepared for me, thank you!" Harry stepped forward and greeted.

"I hope you like it." Molly's disappointment was obvious when she didn't see Harry wearing her hand-knitted sweater.

"Yes, I like it very much." They continued with simple greetings, and Molly and Arthur kindly invited Harry to their home, the Burrow.

"My mum cooks delicious meals!" Ron announced proudly.

"Little Ronnie is very afraid of spiders. He wrote to us and told us that you were the one who carried him back from the Forbidden Forest!"

Molly reached out and touched Harry's face lovingly.

Harry subconsciously dodged. Due to his childhood abuse, he didn't like being touched by strangers.

Even the Malfoys, he had been used to them for a long time.

Molly's hands paused in the air awkwardly.

Harry reacted and apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, ma'am... My experience in the Muggle world has left me with a psychological trauma..."

His eyes were wandering, looking away.

This further aroused Molly's maternal feelings and guilt...

"Honey... I'm sorry..." She rubbed her hands and her eyes almost turned red.

"I'm going back. My friends are waiting for me." Harry smiled shyly and prepared to turn and leave.

Suddenly, Crookshanks rushed out of my arms and pounced in Ron's direction!