Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"We will all be your witnesses." Draco stepped forward and placed his hand on top of my and Harry's clasped hands.

Sirius and Dumbledore smiled with relief.

"Come back with me quickly, so you can catch up with the evening study session."

Snape sneered at the sensational scene, threw away his robes and left.

We hurriedly followed.

"Sirius, come with me." It was Dumbledore's voice.

I wonder what this old fox is planning.

Want to requisition Black Manor as the base of the Order of the Phoenix?

If Sirius wants to restore his reputation, he needs to make Peter Pettigrew's case a public trial.

It was Dumbledore who acted as guarantor and took Sirius away secretly.

Sirius was under a tracking spell cast by Dumbledore himself.

Therefore, he helped Harry in the Muggle world with Dumbledore's tacit approval.

Snape and Sirius, two mortal enemies who were always at loggerheads with each other, actually maintained a strange harmony.

The two have the same goal, which is to protect Harry's safety.

But Sirius' words did have some impact on Harry after all.

He would often lose focus in class, staring at Snape in a daze, and then hurriedly avoid the man when he looked at him.

"Harry, this is the second potion you've messed up..."

I came over to him, performing my duties as a teaching assistant, and cleaned up his crucible.

"Sorry..." He lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.

Snape seemed to have noticed something was wrong. He didn't come forward, but stayed away from us.

Draco also came forward and teased, "Harry, you are about to replace Longbottom and become the second Crucible Killer in the Potions Class!"

"Stop it!" I pinched him: "Harry didn't perform well..."

"Come on, how can you keep making stupid mistakes? You are just protecting him!" the boy muttered softly.

Why does it feel like... Mom and Dad are arguing over their son...

My cheeks burned and my heart beat faster.

Being so close to Draco, he quickly noticed something was wrong with me.

"What are you thinking about? We're still in class..."

A triumphant smile appeared on his face.

"Stop it..." We stood in front of Harry's seat for too long, so Snape simply walked over.

"Mr. Potter, if you want to keep dawdling, I don't mind giving you detention."

Snape looked down at him. "And you two."

Are there any people who are held responsible for the consequences?

However, Snape was just threatening. He left a loophole in his words, and as long as Harry finished before the end of get out of class, his punishment would not be fulfilled.

"Hmph, biased old bat..."

I heard Ron mumbling quietly in the background.

Neville, who shared the same dormitory with him, did not say a word. He wore isolation gloves and quietly carried out the experiment according to the operating procedures.

Since helping Neville discover his unique gift, Longbottom's relationship with the Malfoy family has become close.

After all, Neville is Mrs. Longbottom's life.

It was a huge blow to her to see her loved one die.

I thought Neville was a mediocre person who was not worth training, but the result was completely unexpected.

Mrs. Longbottom was even more delighted.

She had a high seniority in the pure-blood family, and she even came to Malfoy Manor in person, bringing Neville with her to express her gratitude.

If it weren't for Neville's incident, the two families would probably have never had any contact with each other.

After all, the Longbottoms, Neville's parents, were driven crazy by Bellatrix.

Bellatrix is ​​Narcissa's biological sister in name only.

Mrs. Longbottom was willing to break the ice, which was something Lucius was more than happy to do.

They were all from pure-blood families, so naturally they had a lot of common topics. After a pleasant conversation, Lucius said, "Parents who love their children will make long-term plans for them. Isn't the wealth accumulated by the Malfoys for generations to be left to my two children? You should also make some plans for Neville..."

It was an open secret that Lady Longbottom had donated most of her fortune to the Order of the Phoenix.

I'm afraid that by the time Neville comes of age, Longbottom Manor will be a shell of itself.

Mrs. Longbottom's expression froze. She wanted to refute something, but finally gave up. "That's right. We should look forward to everything."

She looked at me and said, "Neville said that you discovered his talent?"

She looked me up and down with an increasingly satisfied look in her eyes. Why did it feel like she was choosing a granddaughter-in-law for me?