HP: I beat the otome game at Hogwarts

“Cedric is not my new boyfriend,” Lyra said slowly, looking into Draco’s grey-blue eyes. “He’s just a friend of mine. I’m asking him out on behalf of my roommates. There will be a group of people, a few Gryffindor girls and a few Hufflepuff boys, going around Hogsmeade together.”

"Now that the misunderstanding has been cleared up, have you thought about how to apologize?" Layla's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and the tears in her eyes disappeared without a trace, just like the morning dew in the sunlight.

She pushed his arm away without hesitation, straightened up, raised an eyebrow, and said, "—For all the terrible attitude before."

"..." Draco Malfoy stared in disbelief as the dark-haired girl's expression changed and the situation reversed. He had instantly gone from being the one who was right and pressing for answers to the one who was being unreasonable and had to apologize.

*

Theodore Nott occasionally passed by that corridor.

He had only intended to take a shortcut, and he was clearly not the only one who knew about it. He could see Blaise Zabini walking ahead of him in the distance, and even further away, there was a sixth-year Slytherin.

Slytherin is located deep underground. Although the common rooms and dormitories offer beautiful views of the Black Lake, various exotic aquatic creatures, and are cool, pleasant, and safe, Slytherin students really have to run up and down every day, which is very inconvenient.

Therefore, there are always shortcuts or secret passages in Slytherin that are passed down by word of mouth, and people often take them from time to time to save time.

Theodore Nott assumed, as usual, that everyone was taking a shortcut back to the Slytherin common room. What he thought would be an ordinary return trip turned into a brawl in the corridor, which was eventually stopped by Professor Flitwick.

"..." He couldn't understand Blaise Zabini's actions at all—what benefit would Blaise Zabini gain from secretly instigating a fight between the sixth-year Slytherins and the Gryffindors?

Since accidentally witnessing the truth behind the Hogwarts melee, Theodore Nott has been unable to stop observing.

Gryffindor and Slytherin started fighting—but Blaise Zabini didn't stop.

Ravenclaw got caught up in the melee—Brace Zabini still didn't stop.

Hufflepuff was also dragged into the melee and suffered the most damage, especially Hufflepuff's heartthrob, Diggory—Brace Zabini finally stopped, but Draco Malfoy took over.

"?" So is this some kind of relay race between roommates?

Theodore Nott didn't understand, but he was deeply shocked.

However, the education he received from childhood as an heir taught him to look at the results, not the process, and to look at the ultimate beneficiary, not the motive.

If they felt that Diggory, the heartthrob of Hufflepuff, was stealing the spotlight, then these two young masters should have already made their move. Besides, only the Malfoys would do something so childish; Blaise Zabini wouldn't stoop to that level.

But recently, rumors have been circulating everywhere about a romance between the Gryffindor beauty and the Hufflepuff heartthrob. Theodore Nott, thinking of his friend's face that looked like a femme fatale, felt like he had found the answer.

*

Harry felt like everything was going wrong lately.

In Divination class, Professor Trelawney would often look at him with teary eyes, as if he were already dead. As a result, many of the girls in the class were extra careful when speaking to him, as if raising their voices even slightly could kill Harry Potter.

Hermione and Ron are always arguing because of the cat and the mouse.

Unable to obtain Hogsmeade's autograph, he was left alone in the castle, becoming the only third-year student to remain at the school.

Malfoy was scratched by Hagrid's hippogriff. That bastard not only wanted to kill the hippogriff, but also used his already healed injury as an excuse to make a last-minute substitution before the Quidditch match, forcing the team, which had been training to play against the Slytherin team, to play against the unfamiliar Hufflepuff team.

Everyone says that the terrifying Azkaban fugitive Sirius Black is hunting him down, and that he even recently broke into the castle and tore up the portrait of the Gryffindor tower keeper, most likely to kill him.

Now he is followed by instructors wherever he goes, and he can't even go to the toilet alone.

and also--

Lyra and Cedric Diggory, the captain and heartthrob of the Hufflepuff team, are going on a date at Hogsmeade, and everyone is saying that Diggory will be Lyra's next boyfriend.

He was there when Lyra invited Cedric Diggory to Hogsmeade; he couldn't even deceive himself.

Fortunately, the upcoming Quidditch match completely occupied Harry's attention—he had no time to think about anything but the match itself. Wood kept running to him during breaks, constantly giving him new hints.

The fact that this captain, who was even more nervous than himself, was constantly wary of Hufflepuff's new captain and Seeker, Cedric Diggory, doesn't that indirectly prove Diggory's strength?

Wood's actions actually made Harry more agitated, but he couldn't refuse. When Wood came to talk to Harry about tactics for the third time during recess, Harry suddenly realized that his Defense Against the Dark Arts class had already started ten minutes ago.

So he took off running, with Wood calling after him, "Diggory's sudden turns are very quick, Harry, so you might want to try and distract him—"

"Damn Diggory—" Harry, seething with rage, flung open the door to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and stormed inside.

"I'm sorry I'm late, Professor Lupin, I—"

However, it wasn't Professor Lupin looking at him from the podium, but Snape.

“This class started ten minutes ago, Potter. I think Gryffindor should be deducted ten points. Sit down.”

Normally, Harry would silently endure his grievances to avoid losing more points. But this time, Harry was completely irrational. He stood there, insisting, "Where is Professor Lupin?"

“He’s too sick to attend class,” Snape sneered. “Sit down, Potter.”

The meeting ended with Harry pressing for more questions, resulting in him losing another point.

Throughout the entire class, no one except Snape could laugh. Everyone was not only criticized for falling behind in their studies, but was also given two rolls of parchment as homework.

"Harry, have a good day tomorrow." Lyra handed Harry a piece of chocolate frog.

The Seeker, who is going to play tomorrow, was sitting dejectedly in the corner of the locker room when Lyra saw him passing by.

"Thank you." Harry held the Chocolate Frog in his hand, glanced at Lyra, and hesitated.