Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

In the original work, although Dumbledore wanted to protect Harry, he still prepared for the worst, which was to destroy him as the last Horcrux.

But, we have been together day and night for so many years, how can I bear to watch him walk into the arms of death.

"Harry, I...we never wanted to hide anything from you. This will be the first time Draco has heard of this."

His expression softened. "I'm sorry... I was being too stubborn. I shouldn't have pushed myself too far and wanted more."

Although I knew that this was Harry's strategy of retreating in order to advance, I still couldn't help but feel soft-hearted and my heart was filled with guilt.

"Harry, don't push Aurora..." Draco was not stupid, so how could he not see that Harry was deliberately showing weakness?

I followed Snape closely with a nervous mood.

"Hmm..." I said absentmindedly and almost bumped into Snape's back!

Draco helped to stop him. "Why are you so scared? This isn't the first time you've been called to the office..."

"Aurora, it's time to play to Malfoy's strengths. Lucius never even thinks before he tells a lie..." Tom teased.

Seeing how miserable I was, he felt very happy.

I gave him a sideways glance.

In my mind, he is not the ugly, deranged lunatic in the original work.

Staying in a worn-out notebook, day after day, year after year...

If it were me, I would have been driven crazy...

He is perseverant, persistent and able to endure loneliness.

His ambition and indomitable will allow him to endure everything.

I would rather believe that he has some special feelings for Abraxas.

"The mission of the two flower protectors ends here." Snape gave a sarcastic smile and turned Harry and Draco away.

What should I do if I have to face him alone?

Even more nervous.

"Tell me, what's going on?" Snape stared at me with his inky black eyes, not missing any of my expressions. "Is it the only copy left by the Malfoy family ancestors?"

ha?

He thought I got the secret code?

This is a good assumption!

"Godfather, how did you guess that..." I looked embarrassed.

"I don't even know how much you weigh now?" The corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"You and Draco..." He changed the subject: "Although you have some talent, you are still a long way from being amazing..."

"Godfather, you can't be so discouraging..." I laughed awkwardly.

"Aurora, you know I only tell the truth."

Seeing my angry look, he said indifferently: "I have seen a brilliant potion genius before... Only that person can have such means..."

"Godfather, are you talking about the Dark Lord?" I asked tentatively.

Snape's expression was complicated and difficult to read.

Being bullied at school, he longed to be at the pinnacle of power.

Every Slytherin admires the strong.

The strongest person in the wizarding world, unprecedented and unrivaled, is none other than Voldemort.

Such a high and mighty dark overlord recognized his level of potion making and welcomed his joining.

When has he, a mixed-race man who suffered domestic violence at home and bullied at school, ever been treated like this?

He subconsciously touched his left arm.

The Dark Mark will be with him throughout his life.

What he didn't know was that at this moment, the young Voldemort was right beside him.