Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Harry struggled to stand up, staggering a little as he dragged his heavy steps.

I quickly helped him up.

"Professor… Snape! Harry has a fever!"

It may be that the amount of exercise is too much and the body functions can’t keep up!

Snape, who had been calm and composed just now, immediately changed his expression.

He appeared in front of me at lightning speed.

The speed is comparable to that of Apparition.

When I came to my senses, he had already run away with Harry in his arms, with his black robe billowing behind him.

When faced with a crisis, you can see a person's true heart...

In the original book, when Lupin transformed into a werewolf, it was Snape who protected Harry and others behind him.

"Training continues!" Flint shouted, seemingly unaffected by the fall of his teammates.

Draco's training continues...

"Aurora..." I knew what he wanted to say.

"Harry is already being watched by his godfather. I'll accompany you..."

"Hmm..." The boy smiled brightly, and I realized that I had made the right decision.

"When you're done, we'll go see him together." I made an agreement with him.

Maybe Flint really wanted to intimidate Harry and Draco.

The other Slytherin Quidditch regulars also complained as they changed their clothes.

However, without relying on the Malfoy name to get the green light, Draco's performance seemed to be respected by others.

"Aurora, my whole body aches..."

"I'll go back and help you check..."

We all seem to have forgotten about magic potions.

I asked the house-elf at Hogwarts for porridge and some light snacks.

When we arrived at the medical wing, it was dinner time.

"Madam Pomfrey, we are here to visit Harry."

"Harry Potter? Come in." The woman said sternly, "I've said that first-year students shouldn't be allowed to participate in such a dangerous sport as Quidditch! Their bones haven't developed well, and their physical strength can't keep up!"

"And you, Severus, are as out of tune as Rolanda (Professor Hooch's Christian name)! You really sent Harry into the fire pit! Do you know what he will face in the future..."

"Poppy (Madame Pomfrey's Christian name)!" Snape raised his voice.

Obviously, there are some things he doesn't want us to hear.

Madam Pomfrey vented her anger by making a loud noise with the curtains. "Visiting hours are only ten minutes!"

I quickly walked to the seat closest to Harry and sat down: "Are you okay?"

My hand tentatively touched his forehead.

There was a towel with ice on it.

His face was red and smoke was coming out of his ears, a side effect of the rapid cooling.

"Much better...Draco, how's your training going?"

"It's fine... just regular training, nothing special."

Draco's eyes met Harry's.

It seemed that they all had a lot on their minds.

I changed a new towel for Harry, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"

I raised the lunch box in my hand: "Godfather, can Harry eat?"

"Poppy didn't say no."

He stood up and walked straight out of the medical wing.

"Just now... Godfather has been with you the whole time?" Draco showed an envious expression.

"Well... he said he would go back after you guys came. Aurora, thank you for your help."

Harry looked at the cutlery in my hands.

His stomach made a loud noise at an inopportune moment.

Does he mean that he wants me to feed him?