Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

Aris returned to the Gryffindor common room. Hermione and Ron were staring at each other, and Harry seemed very upset and was pacing back and forth.

Aeris cast several calming spells on Harry and forced him to sit in an armchair. "What's wrong with you, buddy?" Aeris asked.

Harry shook his head bitterly. Hermione said, "Harry is a little upset now because of... the mysterious man. Harry told us what happened to your team. Did you really encounter... the mysterious man?"

Aris replied, "I'm not sure. We were just attacked by a hooded man. We didn't see his face clearly. What's the point of seeing it clearly? We don't know...what Voldemort looks like. Cheer up, Ron. It's just a code name. Why do you get so scared? Don't worry, buddy. I have explained the whole thing to Professor Dumbledore. Even when Voldemort was at his strongest, he didn't dare to provoke Professor Dumbledore. What's more, now, Professor Dumbledore will never let his students get hurt."

Harry's expression became better. Hermione beside him asked impatiently, "Eris, what's going on? Harry said you summoned Helga Hufflepuff. How... is this possible? Did you really see her..."

Facing Hermione who was still trying to ask questions, Aeris sighed helplessly and said, "I didn't summon her, but she sensed our danger and took the initiative to show up using the summoning array I drew on the ground. This is a completely different concept. Hermione, if she doesn't want to show up, I can't force her to come out."

"You are lucky enough to meet a founder!" Ron said enviously.

"Yes, it's an honor!" said Aeris with emotion.

"What kind of person is she? She..." Hermione began to ask questions with great interest again, and Aries patiently answered them one by one. The atmosphere began to become joyful.

"Okay, Miss Know-It-All, we've had enough tonight, especially Harry. We all need to rest. We can talk about Helga some other time. Come on, Harry, you need some sleep." When Aris couldn't help dozing off, he stopped Hermione from asking any more questions and took Harry and Ron back to their dormitory.

The next day, Harry was still in a bad state. He kept covering the scar on his forehead intentionally or unintentionally. There was something different at the Gryffindor table today. Draco sat at the Gryffindor table carelessly. Many Gryffindor students looked at him with strange expressions.

To Draco's left was Aris, and to his right was Harry. Ron asked impatiently, "Malfoy, what are you doing here?"

Draco replied contemptuously: "Weasley, it's none of your business. The school rules clearly stipulate that I can't come to the Gryffindor table to enjoy my breakfast?"

"Okay, Ron," said Aris, "We have to go to class after breakfast. We don't have much time for you two to bicker."

Draco quickly integrated into this small group. Crabbe and Goyle would sometimes come over to help him finish his homework. As the exam time was getting closer, Draco and Harry would still bicker with each other, but it was obviously just a joke between friends, without the previous tit-for-tat.