Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"That's right."

"To the point."

The two boys' faces changed and they finally gave up teasing me.

"Aurora, I'm somewhat confident about other subjects, but when it comes to Defense Against the Dark Arts, why am I so unsure now..."

Hermione said uncertainly.

"Actually... us too."

The three of us also shared our inner anxieties.

"Umbridge almost aroused public indignation because of the lack of practical experience in class. Many parents united and complained to the Ministry of Magic. However, how could a complaint against the Deputy Minister of Magic be reported to Cornelius Fudge?"

Hermione scoffed.

Her cold expression was exactly the same as that of the arrogant Draco.

It is obvious that two characters with completely unrelated identities and backgrounds, and even mortal enemies in the original work, can sit at the same table and discuss topics harmoniously.

It’s incredible to think about it.

"How about we train in the Room of Requirement? We can fight each other and... well, let me think..."

I thought for a moment and finally gave a name.

"Tom!"

Draco and Harry said in unison.

Who else but the Dark Lord could be the best instructor in Defense Against the Dark Arts?

"But, will Grandpa agree?"

Tom and Abu have always been inseparable.

"That's perfect, right? Two of you can practice with us. We have four students in total, so that's enough for us to share!"

"But……"

I glanced at Hermione.

Abraxas is a staunch supporter of pure-bloods.

Being Lucius was more pure.

"Tom himself is a half-blood, and when they were in school, they were treated as Muggle-borns..."

Draco argued.

"Things are different now," Harry agreed with me.

"Why? Who is the Tom you are talking about?"

"My grandfather's partner."

"You...your grandfather...is gay? How come you...oh, sorry, I shouldn't ask such private questions."

Hermione stopped talking quickly.

I am sincerely grateful.

I don't want to recount the complicated family relationships in my family.

The two generations of leading figures in the dark arts had encountered each other countless times at Malfoy Manor.

Even though they had Abraxas as a glue, they still quarreled whenever they met.

"They are all over 200 years old, and they don't know how to restrain themselves... They are disrespectful to their elders!"

Every time he would be beaten with fifty lashes by Abraxas.

"In short, it's the story of how my grandfather finally got rid of the burden of the Malfoy family, found true love, and lived happily ever after..."

I held my forehead and summarized the lives of Voldemort and Abraxas in the simplest words.

"Are you worried that asking Tom, whom you are talking about, to teach will inevitably alarm your grandfather? And then, Grandpa Abu is a typical Slytherin who values ​​bloodline above all else?"

Hermione's expression did not change. Seeing my guilty expression, she stepped forward to comfort me and said, "We can't control how others treat us. We just need to pay attention to those who truly care about us."

"We will try to find something for Grandpa to do."

I quickly promised.

In fact, the pure-blood theory among wizards is very similar to the classification of class elements during the Revolutionary Period.

It's also like the persecution of Jews by German Nazis.

It's all genetics.

When will wizards and Muggles be able to break free from the shackles of their identities and truly experience the world without any prejudice...