Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

"Ah——" The person standing in the shadow opposite let out a cry of pain, and then disappeared in an instant.

unimportant.

Harry did not chase the fleeing man in black.

He quickly ran towards Draco who was unconscious on the ground.

If Shen Feng Wuying doesn't have a counter-curse, if he is hit, the wound will not heal and he will have to bleed all the time and wait to die.

He secretly saw the Shadowless Curse from an old textbook about the Half-Blood Prince in Snape's office. After studying it, he specifically asked Sirius whether there was a counter-curse for this curse.

Then his godfather Sirius told him the next day that this was a spell with a counter-spell.

But its counter-curse is known to only one person.

At that time, Harry blinked and looked at the hard-to-ignore, extremely obvious cyan fist mark on Sirius' face.

It was clear in an instant.

Only Professor Snape knows the counter-curse of Shadowless Blade.

Professor Snape would certainly not save someone who harmed his student.

Harry very carefully picked up Draco, who was unconscious and unconscious on the ground, and ran steadily towards the exit of the train.

There were very few people at the station. When Harry appeared on the platform with Draco in his arms, Sirius and Lucius spotted them immediately.

Lucius Malfoy looked at the unconscious Draco lying in Harry Potter's arms, completely unable to maintain the so-called aristocratic etiquette and demeanor outside.

He pulled up his long legs and ran towards Harry Potter quickly.

What etiquette could be as important to Draco as he was?

"Draco what happened to him?"

"I just went back to the train to look for Draco, and I found someone attacking Draco from behind!"

"The man's curse hit Draco." Harry briefly described what he saw.

He lowered his head sadly and looked at Draco who was so pale that he was almost transparent as Lucius Malfoy took him from his arms.

"But I don't know what kind of spell Draco is under."

Sirius frowned and examined Draco's body. After a moment, he gritted his teeth, lowered the corners of his mouth and looked at Lucius Malfoy solemnly.

"It's a heart-breaking thing."

Lucius's snake-headed wand struck the ground hard, making a muffled sound.

Third grade!His Draco was only in third year and only 13 years old!

The Cruciatus Curse? !

The Dark Lord is so eager to establish himself as the new head of the Malfoy family? !

Narcissa let out a scream from her throat, which was tightened into a line. The connection was not difficult to figure out.

None of Lucius' decisions following his decision to betray the Dark Lord were hidden from her.

In the past, any actions Luke took when he was under the Dark Lord were hidden from her in order to protect her.

And now all decisions are made to protect her.

Narcissa knew everything, so she was even more sad.

The Dark Lord was resurrected and he needed a puppet under his control. He wanted to regain control of an obedient Malfoy.

Even though her Draco was only 13 years old now.

Sirius realized that this was not the place to talk, so he took the hands of Harry and Narcissa, and then touched the pocket watch pendant with the Malfoy family crest wrapped around Lucius's wrist.

The portkey led them out of the station and to Malfoy Manor.

Lucius carried Draco back to Draco's bedroom, while Sirius went to find Severus through the Floo Network at Narcissa's request.

Harry's room was arranged on the westernmost side of the second floor, and it was at the head and tail of Draco's room.

Harry doubted whether his own thoughts were known to Lucius Malfoy, otherwise how could his room be arranged in such a coincidence.

When Snape first arrived at Malfoy Manor, he saw Harry Potter sitting in the living room. After a pause, he snorted, glanced at Harry coldly, and then went to Draco's room.

If it weren't for the stupid dog Black's suggestion that Potter's magical blade was used very effectively, he would definitely give Potter a glare in addition to a cold snort.

Sirius very diligently poured a glass of warm water for Severus Snape, completely stealing the house elf's job.

He even offered to make a potion for Snape, just to give him and Severus more space to get along.

"Get away from me! Stupid dog Black!" Snape rolled his eyes at Sirius.

This stupid dog was blocking his light.

"Okay! Severus!" Sirius looked at Severus Snape with a smile, and directly translated 'stay away from me' into 'love me, don't leave'.

Then he continued to follow Severus, changing positions happily.

He must have accidentally blocked the light Severus wanted just now.

Severus Snape had a gloomy expression and frowned as he fed Draco a bottle of vitality potion and soul nourishing fluid.

"The current situation seems to be okay. Draco is only temporarily unconscious."

"These two bottles of medicine will be fed to him after he wakes up."

Narcissa took the potion from Severus' hand and carefully put it into her magic bag.

After arriving in the living room, she looked at Harry Potter, who was still standing there blankly, and pursed her lips slightly, "Harry, can I call you that?"

"Of course, Mrs. Malfoy."

"I'm very grateful to you for saving Draco." Narcissa asked the house elf to get some desserts, and specifically asked to prepare an extra glass of milk.

"This is what I should do...Ah, I mean, actually part of the reason for Draco's amnesia is because of me. I'm sorry, but this is the truth. I can't lie to you."

Harry scratched his hair uneasily, "Draco has forgiven me, but I still feel that I should apologize to you. After all, I hurt your son."

Narcissa smiled softly, and after hesitating for a while, she patted Harry's shoulder gently, "As soon as Draco was injured, we investigated all the causes and consequences of the matter when we rushed to school. "

"That's not your fault, Harry. You may have thought that you could control the hippogriff at that time...but everything is unforeseen, and maybe that's just what you thought."

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, Harry, you're just a kid, like Draco."

Harry's nose felt a little sore, and his emerald green eyes shimmered.

Everyone paid close attention to him because he was the so-called savior of the wizarding world, but no one cared what he thought.

Apart from Headmaster Dumbledore and his godfather, no one told him that he was just a child.

Narcissa frowned pitifully, looking at Harry Potter who had a red nose in front of her and tears in his eyes, but he didn't dare to fall down.

Because of a prophecy, this child became the savior and the spiritual pillar of the magical world under the fear of darkness.

Narcissa hugged Harry gently, and in just a moment, she felt moisture on her shoulders.

A child who doesn’t even dare to cry loudly.

Narcissa patted Harry's back, "When Draco couldn't sleep before, he would clamor to listen to Harry Potter stories."

Harry raised his head and looked at Narcissa in confusion, with a cry that had not faded away, "Oh, my... story?"

"Harry, you are the childhood of every child in the wizarding world. The story of you defeating the Dark Lord is a bedtime story that every child must listen to at night. Draco is looking forward to meeting you every day."

Narcissa continued under Harry's puzzled eyes, "But the story is just a story. Harry, you are still a child. Don't let the title of savior given to you by the wizarding world constrain your life."

"You can think about what you want to do most when you grow up, besides being the savior appointed by the world."

"This is your right, Harry," Narcissa rubbed the top of Harry's hair, lowered her head and looked softly and seriously into Harry's eyes still filled with tears, "No one can deprive you of what you want to do. The right to be whoever you want to be.”