Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

After entering the Pig's Head Bar, Draco and Pansy found a table where the customers had just left and sat down.

When Blaise walked into the Hog's Head Bar carrying large bags and small bags, he easily spotted Draco and Pansy in the crowd.

A large part of the reason for this is Draco's too dazzling blond hair.

"Why did you get into the Pig's Head Bar?"

After seeing that there was no alcoholic drink on the table, Blaise placed what he was holding on the table in front of them.

"Pansy said to come in and sit for a while and rest." Draco was not curious about the bar.

His father had a room in Malfoy Castle dedicated to storing precious wine.

Blaise pushed back the hair on his forehead, "I thought you wanted to come and try the wine here."

Pansy frowned, "We're going back to Hogwarts, so you're not allowed to drink, Blaise."

"And don't lead Draco astray."

Blaise chuckled lightly, "No, who brought Draco to the bar to have a rest? Pansy."

"What's more, Draco just doesn't remember what happened before. It's not that he doesn't have basic common sense and understanding of things." Blaise frowned and waved his hand, "You are now fully qualified to play the role of a good mother. Got it!"

Pansy was always like this, whenever Draco was around, a large part of her attention would be on Draco.

He hadn't forgotten that Pansy had always liked Draco before she got together with him.

"Brace," Pansy narrowed her eyes slightly and tapped her fingers on the table, "Are you going to quarrel with me? Here?"

In front of Draco.

Draco didn't understand why his two best friends suddenly had conflicts.

But quarrels are not the lubricant of relationships.

"Do you need a drink?" Draco reached out and patted Blaise on the shoulder. He focused on the bar owner who was cleaning the wine glasses.

He felt that this bar owner seemed somewhat similar to their Principal Dumbledore.

"I'm here to treat you, if you want anything to drink."

The anger that Blaise had originally aroused suddenly dissipated because of Draco's actions.

After calming down, he was even a little confused as to why he suddenly lost his inexplicable temper towards Pansy just now.

"Then let's have a glass of butterbeer." Blaise pursed his lips and looked at Pansy sitting opposite him with some embarrassment. "Do you want something to drink? Pansy."

Pansy smiled slightly. Someone volunteered to help her step down, and she was naturally willing. After all, she didn't want to quarrel with Blaise who suddenly got up for no reason.

What's more, Draco is still here.

"A glass of eggnog," Pansy gathered up the bags containing various products on the table and put them all into her portable, traceless retractable magic space bag. "Draco, do you want something to drink?"

Draco shook his head lightly. Fortunately, neither Pansy nor Blaise chose drinks with high alcohol content. He didn't want to bring two drunk people back to Hogwarts later.

After placing their orders, the drinks ordered by Pansy and Blaise were brought over by the bar owner standing in front of the counter.

Looking at the two friends who seemed to have the atmosphere back to normal, Draco silently sighed in his heart.

Perhaps he should have turned down Pansy and Blaise's invitation before.

He'd be just fine being alone in the Slytherin common room...

Harry did not find Draco in the Hogwarts Great Hall. Instead, he saw Theodore Nott standing on the second floor, seemingly observing him secretly.

When did Theodore Nott show up there?

Or has it always been there?

Harry frowned unhappily, no one liked the feeling of being spied on.

Although only suspected.

Theodore Nott, who was standing on the second floor, saw Harry looking at him with a not very friendly look. He did not avoid Harry's gaze or pretended to turn a blind eye.

Harry looked warily at Theodore Nott, who nodded to him and walked down the stairs towards him through the corridor.

Theodore Nott knew the profound ancient runes that many people didn't know, but he had always been a secret in Slytherin.

No one hides his abilities without purpose.

"Harry Potter."

Theodore Nott came to Harry, his voice was extremely flat, and even sounded arrogant and cold.

Literally arrogant.

"The savior of the wizarding world."

Harry gritted his teeth secretly, "Don't call me that. Just state your purpose, Theodore Nott."

Theodore frowned slightly, as if wondering, "You are very hostile to me, why?"

The Malfoy family is suspected of betraying the Dark Lord.

While testing Draco Malfoy, who had lost his memory, he discovered that the Malfoy family had not yet betrayed pure-blood wizards or interests above pure blood.

But why did the head of the Malfoy family suddenly become so close to Principal Dumbledore?

And let the traitor who betrayed the Black family live in Malfoy Manor.

Theodore lowered his eyes slightly and dropped his gaze on Harry Potter's left wrist.

There was an aura of the ancient runes of magic spells he had carved there.

All ancient runic spells must be activated by the blood of the person who inscribed them if they are to be effective.

Is it because of this Harry Potter?

That bracelet that can withstand magical attacks except the three unforgivable curses, was Draco Malfoy asked him to make it for this savior?

The so-called cooperation of interests between him and Draco Malfoy was just his test of the Malfoy family's position.

"Maybe you are overthinking, Nott, I have no hostility towards you."

Harry twitched the corner of his mouth and showed a fake smile, "I'm just a little sensitive to others calling me the savior."

"Really?" Theodore had no expression on his face, "I thought you would be quite happy."

It is an indisputable fact that Harry Potter received many preferential treatment in the wizarding world as the savior of the wizarding world.

"If you don't have anything to say to me, I'll leave first." Harry felt that Theodore Nott in front of him seemed more dangerous than he imagined.

It wasn't because of that pink envelope that gave him the sense of crisis that someone would compete with him for Draco.

Rather, it was entirely because of Theodore Nott.

With those pale eyes, it seemed that no one was in his eyes. He was like a cold snake, silently staring at everyone who would affect his ideal goal.

He will find his prey, secretly reveal his fangs, and then inject the venom into the neck of the prey in an instant.

Harry had no idea what Theodore Nott wanted.

But Harry was sure that it wasn't Draco that Theodore Nott wanted.