Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"I thought you wanted to use this time to spend more time alone with Draco..."

Harry stared at me, his beautiful green eyes like rare emeralds, or the most expensive pure oil-free body.

"Come on, my godfather was present when I was processing the potion materials, and there were more than just Draco and I in the Potions Office. There were also a bunch of seniors coming in and out...

"By the way, the one with the most people is Gryffindor!"

I talked a lot with great excitement, and Harry listened with great interest.

"May I take it that you wish my presence?"

"Of course!"

Harry potions are so good, they can help us a lot.

Unlike Goyle and Crabbe, their heads are filled with sphinx grass when it comes to studying.

I very much doubt that the Crabbe and Goyle families have been intermarrying with other pure-blood families. Is there no room for improvement in their IQ genes?

"Okay." He pursed his lips slightly, his eyes full of joy.

The Advanced Potions book, filled with notes, lay casually on his knees.

He supported himself with one hand and looked down at me.

His body formed a shadow that completely enveloped me.

I was wrapped in the quilt, with only a pair of eyes exposed.

He leaned down and gently touched my forehead.

He was so close to me that I could even feel his breath.

"Harry, what are you doing?"

This is too ambiguous!

I subconsciously pushed him away.

The book fell to the ground with a snap.

The tip of his finger...is one of my fallen eyelashes.

"Ah...I'm sorry..."

I seemed to have used quite a lot of strength just now.

"Aurora, don't be sorry. It's my fault for not telling you in advance..."

"Okay, that misunderstanding is resolved...it's almost time for dinner, don't overthink and forget to eat!"

I picked up the book and placed it in his hand.

"Who knows, you may be more successful than others! You may even become a great talent in potions... Communicate more with your godfather! He will definitely like you more!"

The beauty just now disappeared into thin air.

Harry's expression was indescribable.

He hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind and said, "Aurora, can you talk to me for a while?"

"of course."

"If... I mean if, one of your friends, his benefactor, indirectly caused the death of his parents... how would you face this benefactor?"

One of my friends usually refers to himself, what a classic "routine"...

At this moment, he was like a fragile porcelain.

The feeling of confusion and fragmentation seems to be blown away by the wind.

"People do not share the same joys and sorrows. Harry, to be honest, any comfort you can offer this friend is feeble and powerless.

"I can only say that his parents definitely don't want him to live in pain...

"It may be difficult to accept at first, and people may even reduce their encounters to avoid embarrassment..."

Having said that, Harry involuntarily avoided looking at me. Yes, he seldom knocked on the door of the Potions Office unless necessary.

"But as time goes by, time will eventually prove the sincerity of his benefactor towards him.

"There is no love without reason, nor is there hatred without reason. I hope that this friend and his benefactor can be freed from this relationship... and face themselves..."

"Aurora, do unicorns have a special skill?"

"what?"

"Read the heart of man."

He slowly approached me.

But I suddenly found that I couldn't move and could only stand there stupidly.

What did he do to me?