Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

I took Harry's wand in my hand.

"This rule was not proposed beforehand." Snape smirked at Sirius and then announced, "Aurora, you win."

"Sorry..." I mouthed to Harry.

"Aurora, you deserve the victory." He held out his hand.

Colin Creevey emerged from the crowd to record this moment.

"Thank you Harry..." I walked up to him and hugged him.

"Aurora, can you give me my wand back?" Harry whispered in my ear.

"Oh, sorry..." My face felt hot and I quickly put the wand into his hand.

The ring was a bit high and I was wearing a short school skirt.

Just when I was at a loss, Draco stretched out his hand and said, "Aurora, come down."

I sat down and he hugged me around the waist.

"Let me down quickly..." I hooked my arms around his neck, afraid of falling.

“I can’t describe how I felt watching the game…

“I had to suppress my urge to help…

"I knew that the professor was present, and Harry couldn't possibly do anything cruel to you, but I was still nervous to the point of anxiety..."

"Now let's start forming teams freely!" With Sirius's order, the scene became lively again.

"Harry and Aurora just finished competing, let them take a break, we'll go first!"

Draco said to Zabini.

The dark-skinned boy glanced at me and said, "Aurora just won. We are in high spirits. Why don't we keep up the good work and have another match?"

"That's enough, you!" Draco spoke up and refused for me.

"Come on, let's find a corner away from the professors."

Harry naturally took my hand.

I turned to Draco for his approval.

He nodded to me, "Harry, protect Aurora, don't let her get accidentally hurt by other teams!"

Draco's eyes were focused on Harry and I's clasped hands.

"I will." The boy began to support my lower back.

What should I do? It seems that Draco is even angrier...

I deliberately walked faster to keep a distance from him.

Then, put up a barrier that can block the invasion of most spells.

Harry's eyes lit up, "What kind of magic is this?"

"Armor protection."

"Very practical! Can you teach me?" Harry's emerald green eyes revealed a strong desire for knowledge.

"Of course! But this is fourth grade stuff."

I held his hand holding the spell and showed him how to wave the wand and how to use the force of his wrist.

He is much taller than me, and I almost have to lie on his shoulders to complete this action.

His breathing hitched.

"Have you learned it?"

"Maybe I'll have to trouble you to help me practice a few more times." He said apologetically.

"It's no trouble..."

For some reason, Harry's wrists were slightly stiff.

He looked extremely confused.

After all, this is something beyond our actual age.

Draco and I came into contact very early during the Malfoy family trial.

Therefore, practicing with Draco in front of everyone would very likely expose our true abilities.

The Malfoy family has always been a master at keeping a low profile.

He would rather find a puppet and push others onto the stage of history, just to reap the benefits.

Could Tom Riddle be the puppet Abraxas is looking for?

An orphan, talented, without a background, and beautiful, she best fits the Malfoy family's aesthetic...

Unfortunately, it backfired...