Phoenix shuddered inexplicably at this moment, feeling as if he was being targeted by some top predator.

But he looked around and found nothing.

“Am I too sensitive?”

Phoenix couldn't help but think.

"It seems I need to get some sleep these few days. It must be because I'm not getting enough sleep."

At this moment, on the Quidditch field, Harry stared at Draco in a daze and stammered:

"You...why are you...?"

"Stop talking nonsense and get up quickly. You are so heavy."

Draco said unhappily.

"Is the competition so important to you? More important than your own safety?"

Draco couldn't help but scold.

He didn't know why he went to save Harry, but when he saw Harry was about to be injured, he felt a pain in his heart and rushed forward.

The feeling Harry gave Draco was very strange. It was not the family affection that Phoenix gave him, nor the relationship between subordinates and superiors that Crabbe and Goyle gave him.

Draco, who had never had a true friendship, didn't realize what this felt like.

Harry looked at Draco with a complicated expression. As expected, he was just arrogant. He had grown up in a pure-blood family and it must have been those people who led him astray.

After Harry stood up, he helped Draco up as well, patted Draco on the shoulder, and said with a smile:

"Draco, we are friends, right?"

"My friend, how is that possible? Potter, do you know what you are talking about?"

Draco said in an incredulous tone.

"I know exactly what I said, but you're willing to get hurt for me, so we're friends."

"Not a friend like Crabbe and Goyle, but a friend who can truly give to both sides."

Harry smiled, moved closer to Draco and hugged him.

The Slytherin snakes standing by were furious. It was this Potter who had deceived their Seeker and caused them to lose the game.

The little lions of Gryffindor were cheering, not for their victory, but to celebrate the friendship between Harry and Draco.

At the same time, Headmaster Dumbledore's voice spread throughout the venue:

"Although Mr. Malfoy lost the game, he won an everlasting friendship with his sincerity. Therefore, I think Slytherin should be awarded 50 points. Let us give our most sincere applause for this relationship."

Phoenix, who was sitting in the audience, also applauded, with a smile on his face, feeling happy for Draco.

Draco was instilled with pure-blood supremacy and other pure-blood concepts by Lucius since he was a child. It’s not that Lucius was wrong, after all, Lucius was like that when he was a child.

This is true for every child from a pure-blood family. Perhaps this is the sadness of pure-bloods.

Fortunately, Phoenix came from a time travel, and his values ​​were already perfected in his previous life and will not be easily shaken.

Astoria looked at the two of them expectantly and asked Phoenix:

"You mean they are really together?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Phoenix sternly refused, and at the same time felt in his heart:

"This girl, why is she so interested in this kind of thing? Really."

Over the next few days, the story of Draco and Harry spread throughout Hogwarts.

"Wow, Draco is so cool. He actually gave up the Golden Snitch for Harry's safety."

"Yeah, yeah, he's so manly, I like him so much."

"Their relationship will definitely last forever."

"…………"

"........."

"..."

Draco listened to these discussions as he walked in the corridor with a very complicated expression.

"How is it? Are you feeling happy?"

Phoenix raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Even though Draco was not in the mindset discussed by these people at the time, it was he who saved Harry after all, and this could not be refuted.

"It's a bit true. It feels very strange."

Draco sighed and asked Phoenix.

"Do you think what we insist on is correct?"

What Draco was talking about was naturally the concepts of their pure-blood family and the beliefs they had always upheld.

Astoria, who was standing by, pricked up her ears quietly. She was also curious about what Phoenix was thinking.

"Don't you already have the answer in your mind?"

Phoenix smiled and whispered.

"Be brave and pursue your own ideas. I will take care of it with my father."

Draco naturally understood what Phoenix meant. It was simply to let him and Harry have more contact so that they could understand what true friendship was.

Draco was silent for a long time, walking through corridor after corridor, and finally his eyes were filled with determination.

"Okay, if you can't solve it with your father, tell me."

With that, Draco headed towards the Gryffindor common room.

"Why do we have to deal with Uncle Lucius?"

Astoria asked curiously, a little confused.

"My father was there when Draco played last time, and he sent a letter to Draco afterwards."

"The letter asked Draco to stay away from Harry and even to target him at school, but Draco refused."

"Later, my father told Draco that if he insisted on getting involved with the Gryffindors, he would no longer acknowledge him as his son."

Phoenix sighed, expressing his helplessness about his family situation.

"Ah? So what are you going to do?"

Astoria was a little worried, after all, Lucius was well-known in the outside world for supporting pure blood.

Harry is a half-blood wizard, not to mention he is a Gryffindor and the one who killed Voldemort.

"Father is just that kind of person. Whenever it comes to purebloods, he seems crazy."

"In fact, my father came to Hogwarts secretly before and wanted to take Draco away. If it weren't for Headmaster Dumbledore who stopped him, Draco would have transferred to Ilvermorny College by now."

Astoria was somewhat shocked when she heard the news.

At the same time, she was also thankful that she was a pure-blood wizard, otherwise she and Phoenix might have faced great family resistance.

"As for any plans, I don't have any for now. Let me think about it first."

Phoenix actually couldn't think of any good solution, and he told Draco that he would take care of it, just to reassure Draco.

Draco finally had a true friend, and Phoenix didn't want it to be snuffed out.

"Don't be too stressed. At worst, just have a good talk with your uncle. After all, the Potter family is also a pure-blood family."

Astoria felt a little sad. Before she got to know Phoenix, she thought Phoenix must be very happy.

But after getting to know Phoenix for a long time, she found that Phoenix had always been playing the role of glue in the family.

Astoria could see that Phoenix was always tired, but whenever he saw his family's happy smiles, his fatigue would be dispelled and he would become the energetic boy again.

But Phoenix was unaware of this, he thought this was what a normal family had to go through.

When he was an orphan in his previous life, he was much more tired than he is now. Now he has an elder brother, a father and a mother, and he is already very satisfied.

"Oh, there will be another Defense Against the Dark Arts class soon. I feel worried when I see Professor Lockhart."

The more Astoria thought about it, the more she felt sorry for Phoenix, so she took the initiative to change the subject and mentioned the class she was going to take.

"Be patient. Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts has only been in office for a year. I think he will be gone soon."

Phoenix naturally knew that at the end of the semester, Gilderoy Lockhart would be struck by his own spell and lose all his memories.

Therefore, he said it without any hesitation and with great confidence.

Astoria also nodded her head. After all, it was rumored in Hogwarts that the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was cursed, and the person who held this position would either get into trouble or could no longer hold the position for various reasons.

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