HP Princess bravely enters Hogwarts

The wind is bitingly cold by the Black Lake.

Draco crossed his arms and stared at Gareth's back with a gloomy face.

"What on earth do you want me to do?"

His voice was filled with impatience.

If it weren't for the desire to regain his sister's attention, he would never have come to see this annoying Selwyn.

Gareth turned around, a fake smile on his face.

With a turn of his right wrist, a glass bottle filled with silver liquid appeared in his hand.

"what is this?"

Draco frowned, his tone still cold.

But his eyes were fixed uncontrollably on the bottle.

Gareth handed the bottle to him, "Find a way to get Cygnus to drink this, then she will never have eyes for anyone else, including that mudblood."

His voice was dark and had been confusing Draco's mind. "You need it. Take it."

Draco's eyes suddenly became empty.

He reached out mechanically and stuffed the vial into the inner pocket of his robe.

Gareth put away his wand with satisfaction.

The Imperius Curse always works so well.

He wanted to see how his dear sister could fight with him.

She would never have imagined, even in her dreams, that the brother she loved most in her life would become the knife that stabbed her.

Not far away, a flash of dazzling red hair appeared behind the bushes.

"Damn it," he cursed in his heart.

Tonight was supposed to be a normal night.

He just couldn't stand the smell of moldy wool socks in the common room and wanted to come out for some fresh air.

Who could have imagined that they would come across such a scene!

That little Malfoy who follows Sensei all day is actually involved with Selwyn!

It is well known that Selwyn and Cygnus have always been at odds, but little Malfoy ended up getting together with Selwyn.

Not to mention that bottle of strange liquid doesn't look like a good thing no matter how you look at it.

Should I tell Cygnus?

After struggling for a long time, Ron really had a headache.

let's talk tomorrow.

Anyway, someone like Segnus probably doesn't need help from others.

He kicked the stones away from his feet and suddenly wished he had never come across this secret.

By the time he crept back to Gryffindor Tower, the common room was bustling with activity.

A group of students were surrounding Harry, chattering about something.

"You must have used some shameful means!"

A fifth-year boy was pointing at Harry's nose and yelling.

"Even Fred and George's aging potion didn't work!"

Another girl shrieked in agreement.

Harry was surrounded, his green eyes full of fatigue and helplessness.

He was really in a bad mood these past two days. A group of people surrounded him just because someone threw him into the top three cup because of his name.

He opened his mouth to explain.

"enough!"

Neville, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up, and everyone looked at this usually cowardly boy in disbelief.

After spending a long time with Cygnus, even the most cowardly Neville learned to straighten his spine.

He pursed his lips and looked at his classmates and friends, "Aren't we from the same house? The appearance of Harry's name means that Gryffindor has also produced a warrior. This is something to be happy about."

The lounge suddenly became quiet.

Several students who had shouted the loudest just now lowered their heads.

Seeing this, Neville took advantage of the situation and said, "What we should do now." He looked around and his voice became more and more stable, "is to cheer for Harry! Let him concentrate on preparing for the battle!"

Ginny also agreed: "Neville is right, come on Gryffindor! Come on Harry Potter!"

Gradually, more and more voices echoed the sentiment.

Harry looked at Neville gratefully, and Ron also watched it all thoughtfully.

Even Neville has become more confident under the influence of Sensenas, and perhaps he should make a choice.

Hermione was not affected by others, she just lowered her head and looked at the book in her hand.

Based on a girl's sixth sense, she always feels that something big is going to happen soon.

So she has to prepare in advance to deal with emergencies.

She really didn't expect what happened today. She didn't expect Neville to stand up.

But this is also a good thing. The members are getting stronger and more reliable, which will also reduce the pressure on Segnus.

As for Ron.

Hermione raised her head and looked at the hesitant boy at the door.

He has the courage of Hogwarts, and with some training he might be a useful weapon.

Surrounded by the crowd, Harry and Neville looked at Hermione, and a strange tacit understanding formed between the three of them.

Neville had actually received an order from Sigman long ago, which was to use Harry's fame to attract more talents for the Rose Cross.

After all, of the four houses at Hogwarts, Gryffindor has the fewest members.

The reason why I said all this today when Ron came back was to help him make up his mind.

After all, Weasley has always been resentful of Seconas, so how can he not take some drastic measures?

Time quickly came to the next day.

The hall was filled with noise, but Ron was absentmindedly poking at the sausages on his plate.

His eyes kept glancing towards the Slytherin table.

Cygnus was sipping pumpkin juice gracefully, her silver and green tie making her skin look even paler.

"Damn it!" Ron ruffled his red hair in annoyance.

How can I get close to her without alerting those poisonous snakes?

The Slytherins were like Norwegian ridgebacks guarding treasure.

Suddenly, two familiar forces attacked from the left and right.

"Look at our shy little Ronnie~" George's voice was still as annoying as ever.

Without saying a word, he pinched his brother's cheek and forced Ron's gaze towards the Gryffindor table.

Fred spoke in tacit agreement, "Staring at the Slytherin princess since breakfast, huh?"

He deliberately raised his voice, causing several Hufflepuff girls nearby to cover their mouths and giggle.

The tips of Ron's ears instantly burned red.

He looked in Hermione's direction reflexively. The brown-haired girl was concentrating on flipping through an unknown book and didn't seem to notice the movement here.

"Merlin's beard, I hope Hermione doesn't misunderstand." Ron wailed in his heart, and then was shocked by his own subconscious reaction.

He slammed the twins' hands away, "Can you please..."

George interrupted her before she could finish her words: "Can I ask what?" He covered his chest exaggeratedly, "Is it wrong to care about my brother's love life?"

Fred had already pulled out a pink heart-shaped candy: "Try our new product? It's only three Galleons, and I guarantee you'll have the courage to confess."

"Get out of here!" Ron picked up the dinner knife and pretended to throw it. The two troublemakers jumped away laughing.

They walked towards the door of the Great Hall arm in arm, and before leaving, they did not forget to cast a wink at the Slytherin table.

Hermione finally looked up from the pages of her book, and Ron immediately pretended to take great interest in the fried eggs on the plate.

He stared at the edge of the burnt yellow egg, but felt someone's eyes falling on his back.

Is that Hermione?