Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"Fool!" I hit Harry's head hard. "Father must know that he made his choice when your godfather brought you to Malfoy Manor when you were five years old!"

"And it's the same with us! Do you think Aurora and I are such cowards? We hide like turtles when we encounter danger and avoid you as much as possible?" Draco imitated me and hit Harry as well.

The poor black-haired boy was stunned.

Even Snape in the teacher's seat looked over.

"Professor Snape cares about you very much..." I whispered in Harry's ear.

Harry's expression was more complicated than ever before.

I understand his inner struggle. The people who have been silently caring for him are directly related to the death of his parents. What he did is actually atonement.

Some things only become clear after time and experience.

Don't rush...

"You've spent more time with us than anything else. You're half a Malfoy! What is Malfoy?"

"Family comes first..." Harry's emerald eyes sparkled.

"Oh, I thought you had forgotten it!" I patted his shoulder again.

"Aurora, that's so violent..." Harry rubbed my shoulders and he grabbed my wrist easily.

"Who told you to keep saying weird things..." I felt a little embarrassed.

"I was thinking wrong..." He took my hand, "At this critical moment, you dared to stand in front of me to fight against Quirrell who was possessed by Voldemort! Aurora, I really doubt that you are actually a Gryffindor..."

"That is……"

I had no way of defending myself, and naturally could not speak out the buffer, who was familiar with the plot.

"Don't do this anymore..." He suddenly held me against his chest.

He was very strong, and his heartbeat like a drum almost drowned out the noisy sounds around him.

It is early summer now, he is wearing a shirt, and I can feel the warmth of his chest on my cheek.

"I know..." I struggled a few times and looked in Draco's direction.

The boy understood and rescued me from Harry's arms, "Focus, the graduation ceremony is about to begin..."

Dumbledore at the teachers' table tapped his glass.

The hall was decorated in silver and green. Snape had a blank expression on his face, but anyone who knew him could see that he was in a good mood at the moment.

Even though Slytherin was already leading by a large margin, Dumbledore did not make our experience public.

He simply introduced that Professor Quirrell had resigned from the teaching position of Defense Against the Dark Arts due to health reasons.

We were not given any extra points for this, but were instead told that it was to protect us.

In the original book, why didn't Harry, Hermione and Ron be protected?

And took the opportunity to win the house cup for Gryffindor?

What a ruthless partiality!

"You said... Quirrell is dead, will Godfather have a chance to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

Draco whispered to me.

"It's probably going to be difficult. No one can replace me as the Potions teacher..."

"Yes, the Godfather cannot be replaced..."

"You two are simply Professor Snape's fanboys!" Harry teased.

"Of course, no one is better than him..."

When the dust settled, Snape gladly accepted the congratulations from the other headmasters.

The Slytherin table cheered with joy. On the other side, Gryffindor, who ranked last in the table, was in a slump, forming a sharp contrast.

There is no reversal, no extra points added without reason.

That will only lead everyone to flout the rules and disrupt order.

The Slytherins raised their glasses to greet their head of house.

Snape nodded, raised the wine glass in his hand, and drank it all.

Although Slytherin House has the smallest number of students, it is surprisingly united.

Everyone has a strong sense of collective honor.

The wine glass in my hand was touched lightly.

"I haven't had time to congratulate you, Miss Malfoy, for winning first place in the grade. Let's celebrate properly when we get back..." Draco snatched my wine glass away without leaving me a drop of juice.

I tried to grab it, but he held it high up, "Drink less juice, so you don't have to go to the toilet on the way..."

"Harry, come help me!"

We laughed and joked along the way.

I had no idea what was waiting for me at Malfoy Manor.