Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

"It seems that you caused that student to drop out of school?" Tom said with a smile.

I knew he was referring to Ginny Weasley, "or one of your rivals."

"Sure enough, it's very Lucius-like to plan ahead." He explained: "Your father also successfully dealt with countless opponents quietly. To the extent that he was the only one who openly expressed his love to Sissy, no one else."

I want to make it clear that I did not mean to kick Ginny Weasley out.

But facts speak louder than words.

"Aren't you curious about her ending?"

I knew Tom had the answer I was looking for.

"If you're willing to tell me, I'm all ears."

"She's really taking advantage of me..." He shook his head: "I saw her at the Hog's Head Bar... She seemed to be selling drinks..."

Yes, it was after the fifth year that Ginny began to attract Harry's attention.

From being Harry's fan, to becoming someone who stands shoulder to shoulder with him.

Even Zabini, who was always picky, had to admit that she was beautiful.

"Why, you can't wait for the weekend to come and rush to Hogsmeade to find out what's going on?" Tom teased.

"I'm not that tasteless..."

Harry never had any feelings for Ginny, and there was no such thing as unforgettable feelings. I was more or less confident in myself.

"When did you become so gossipy? Can't grandpa satisfy you?" I chose to face the attack head-on.

"What nonsense! I just heard the Slytherins who came to class talking about it... I just wanted to remind you. It's really like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, who didn't know the kindness of a good person..."

Tom is, in the final analysis, Voldemort's memory at the age of sixteen at the soul level.

His bulging eyes and angry look seemed to have completely reduced him to his original form.

He doesn't look like the Dark Lord who is capable of planning and decisive in killing.

"Okay...thank you. I'm sorry."

I tried hard to hold back my laughter and "sincerely" admitted my mistake.

He waved his hand and sent me out.

The result is that a precious evening was spent entirely on gossip!

I am very unwilling to accept this.

As a result, one crisis after another arises.

"Aurora……"

When I got back to the Slytherin common room, Harry was waiting there.

"Harry, why haven't you gone back yet?"

After a day of study, it is basically time to turn off the lights.

Slytherin dormitories are very strictly managed.

No one would choose to "go against the wind".

"Sorry, I didn't mean to... I heard your conversation with Tom..." He deliberately lowered his voice, "About Miss Weasley... Draco and I met her after a Quidditch training. I didn't recognize her..."

"What? Do girls change a lot when they grow up?"

I don't know why my words were so harsh.

I didn't realize it until I said it.

Harry tried his best to hide his serious smile: "No, we didn't recognize her because she dyed her hair platinum blonde instead of the Weasley family's iconic red."

"She wore her hair in wavy curls..."

Harry's meaning was clear: "You mean, she is deliberately imitating me?"

Harry nodded hesitantly: "It's possible. However, the biggest motivation is that her business will be good..."

"Business……"

"She works as a waitress there, and sells alcohol part-time, earning high tips. You know, it's hard for students who drop out of Hogwarts to get a decent job..."