Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

It was obvious what Snape was referring to.

Sirius persuaded the Potters to temporarily replace the secret-keeper, but wasn't that just making things worse? Didn't he just make things worse?

Sirius' hands were shaking with anger.

He wanted to explode, but he knew deep down that Snape was telling the truth.

"Professor Snape, it's almost time for class." Harry reminded.

There was no way he didn't understand what Snape was saying.

Sirius looked at Harry with eyes full of pain and guilt.

"Godfather, I think... Mom and Dad have never blamed you... I am the same..."

Harry's considerate words made the man smile in relief.

"Good boy..." Sirius forced himself to suppress the sob in his voice.

Snape sneered.

He threw away his robe and couldn't bear to see these scenes of "loving father and filial son".

Because he didn't forgive.

He lost his lily forever...

I wanted to take some potion ingredients from Draco.

"I'm a boy, there's no reason for me to ask you for help." He declined politely.

"But I want to help you share the burden... okay?"

I was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a school skirt.

Standing side by side with Draco, they were so close that their arms touched each other.

He would also involuntarily move closer to me.

We always use this way of sticking which is not easily noticed.

"Whatever you want." His fair cheeks were tinted pink.

He only gave me a small portion and kept the vast majority for himself.

I looked at Harry worriedly, he was a little overwhelmed by Snape's reaction.

He didn't know the deeper reason why Snape protected him.

I walked up to him quickly and whispered beside him, "I heard from my father that the two godfathers did not get along well when they were students, so Professor Snape is not targeting you..."

"Aurora, you are really a gossip center..." Draco teased me, but he still patiently explained to Harry: "My cousin plays better with Gryffindor companions, and my godfather is Slytherin."

"Like Weasley, who has always been prejudiced against Malfoy?" Harry drew inferences.

"bingo!"

Glad we reshaped Harry's values.

We distributed the materials to everyone's seats one by one.

"Aurora, thank you." Neville stretched out his hand wearing isolation gloves and took the materials.

I gave him a friendly smile.

Ron, who was sitting next to him, looked surprised.

He didn't understand how Neville, a Gryffindor, could be familiar enough to call me by my Christian name.

Ron also stretched out his hand, waiting for me to hand the materials to him.

I ignored him and placed the materials on his desk.

He made a "cut" sound, scattering the ingredients everywhere, covering the entire table.

But I didn't even want to give him a glance.

"What's wrong with that Weasley again?" Draco walked up to me.

"do not know."

I had no desire to get to know this freckled red-haired guy.

"Weasley, there is only one set of materials. If you break it, you will need to buy new ones!" Draco raised his lips maliciously: "They are reluctant to buy you a new wand, let alone expensive potion materials..."

"The tuition at Hogwarts is funded by the Ministry of Magic!" Ron's face flushed red.

"The premise is that students need to use it reasonably...malicious waste is not included!" Harry added.

"You were just an orphan living in the Muggle world back then..." Ron muttered unconvinced.

"Weasley, don't take it too far!"

I drew my wand.