Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 82 Snape's Secret Recipe

"Harry, how can you let Aurora do the work of a house elf?" Draco frowned: "Where's Dobby?"

Now that Dobby no longer belongs to the Malfoy family, Draco called out twice but received no response.

There was a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

As the original owner, he was extremely unhappy to be humiliated.

"It's okay..." To ease the awkwardness, I moved my chair closer.

Stir the porridge gently, take a spoonful and put it to your mouth to feel whether the temperature is right.

"bring it on……"

Harry opened his mouth and took the spoon in one gulp.

"Aurora, my cousin took care of me in the same way when I was sick..."

Did I remind him of Narcissa?

Lucius has confirmed that I am very similar to Narcissa.

In his treasured photo album, a pair of platinum-haired boys and girls were inseparable.

The girl snuggling up to her father has always been the mother.

After entering Hogwarts, his father put confusing earrings on his mother, and his mother's true appearance was very different from when she was young.

It is still beautiful, but the shock and huge impact brought by the beauty are hidden.

Narcissa is Harry's projection and embodiment of the perfect mother image.

When people are sick, they always miss their mother first...

Harry, you have no relatives anymore...

Draco's mood also calmed down, and he sat beside me in silence.

A bowl of porridge quickly went into Harry's stomach.

I handed him a handkerchief and said, "I won't help you with this..."

He took it shyly: "Thank you..."

"Harry, do you need to stay in the hospital for observation?"

"No, Madam Pomfrey said you can go home once the fever is gone."

Now he looks rosy and in excellent condition.

Is the potion so effective?

"Well... Professor Snape just now filled a bottle of his special potion..." Harry had an indescribable expression.

Haha, Snape doesn’t care about taste or anything like that. We all experienced this when we were kids!

"Haha, can we interview the great savior and ask him what the special potion produced by Professor Snape smells like?"

"It smells like stinky socks that haven't been washed for a thousand years..."

"Haha..." We all laughed so hard that we fell over.

"Mr. Potter, you appear to be alright."

The door curtain was pulled open, and Madam Pomfrey began to come in and arrange the beds: "Please vacate the bed for those who really need it!"

She cleaned everything up and packed up Harry's clothes.

"I told Severus, it's not that serious! People with missing limbs are still queuing outside, but his people are giving the green light!"

I pulled Harry and Draco up, said a few words of thanks, and ran out of the medical wing.

Snape is really too concerned...

Even the beloved child left by the goddess has to be protected with all his heart. The key is that this precious child shares the same face with his former rival.

I shed a tear of sympathy for you, Godfather.

The first miserable male supporting character in Harry Potter.

"Harry, are you okay?" Although he looked like he had fully recovered, his fever had just subsided and I had dragged him for a run all the way. Hopefully there wouldn't be any problems.

"Aurora, that's a secret recipe prepared by my godfather!" Draco obviously didn't want my attention to be distracted.

"But..." He changed the subject: "Harry...you must brush your teeth well tonight...otherwise, Aurora and I will stay away from you tomorrow!"

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