[HP] End of Death

It wasn't until Harry returned to Gryffindor Tower that he realized the situation was worse than he had imagined.Everyone didn't seem to believe that he didn't throw in the parchment, cheered around him all the time, and encouraged him to beat Draco so that those arrogant Slytherins couldn't hold their heads up.

Harry was entangled by them for half an hour before returning to the dormitory. After he opened the door, he saw Ron sitting on the bed in his pajamas. When he saw him, he forcefully squeezed out a deformed smile: "Oh, you're back. "

His voice was unnaturally high-pitched, and Harry found it harsh.He was about to say something when Ron continued stiffly: "Very well, very well, Harry, you're a big star again—but why don't you invite me? Before you throw the parchment in time. I'm not going to tell you on—"

"I didn't do that, Ron, you knew—" Harry couldn't believe his ears, he thought at least he'd believe him, that he'd never been grandstanding, as he thought he would.

"Oh, why didn't you admit it? Did you ever say you were going to drop the parchment in when no one else was around?—you know, I'm not a fool." Ron still had a weird smile on his face, and Harry didn't He said angrily: "But your current performance does give me this impression."

The forced smile on his face disappeared, leaving only indifference: "Well, I think maybe you would rather be with Malfoy, I guess, he told you how to do it, right? Oh, ha Leigh, I didn't expect you to do this."

"I didn't put my name in the Goblet of Fire, Ron! I didn't hang out with Malfoy either! Malfoy was the one who broke the rules, why don't you believe it!" Harry roared angrily.

"Obviously his method is very good, isn't it? Both of you were selected. I think you need to sleep well now, and get up tomorrow for media interviews or something." After finishing speaking, he drew the curtain of the bed, no Leave him alone.

Harry stared blankly at the crimson curtain, motionless and speechless.

"Oh? He thinks the two of us are working together?"

After Care of Fantastic Beasts class was over, and everyone was agonizingly chasing the snails back into their cages, Harry went to the bathroom to wash his hands and met Draco - who was leaning against the wall, not sure if he was specifically Wait there and block him.He took Harry to an empty classroom and locked the door.

Draco stroked his chin in thought, with a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth, while Harry kept moving his position, trying to stay away from him.

"To a certain extent, he's right." Draco pulled back someone who had moved farther and farther away, and hung his hand on his shoulder, "Potter, I said that when I was in first grade , you shouldn't associate with people like Weasley, sooner or later you will suffer—"

"Shut up, Malfoy, you're not allowed to say that about Ron. It's like you're very noble." Harry snorted, "Don't forget, if it wasn't for you this time, I wouldn't have fallen behind Come to this end!"

"You say I'm messing around?" Draco laughed angrily. He pinched Harry's chin to make him look up at him. His voice was still as casual as before, but with a bit of sternness, "You know , Potter, I'm not the one who wanted to kill you. Even if you didn't go out that night, you would still be a warrior, and I wouldn't... After all, I'm the one who lost the most!"

Harry thought about it carefully, but Draco held him down when he wanted to turn his head, so he glared at him and sneered mercilessly, "You deserve it, Malfoy, who made you Calculate me first."

And Draco didn't seem to hear what he was saying, he stared straight at Harry's lips, as if he wanted to bite on it.Harry was taken aback by his fiery gaze, and felt flustered inexplicably. He said "I should go back" and was about to push him away, but the latter suddenly pulled him into his arms, holding his waist with one hand .

"What are you doing—"

"Have you considered the last proposal?" He asked softly.

"...Don't think about it at all, you must be kidding me." Feeling that he was taking advantage of him again, Harry gritted his teeth angrily.

"Oh, so you said yes? Glad you made the right choice—"

"When did I say that!"

"The first project is related to fire dragons." Draco said suddenly.Harry was taken aback, suddenly forgetting what he had said earlier.

"Fire dragon? Is... a real dragon?" Harry asked cautiously.

"There shouldn't be anything wrong, but I'll check again... What, are you scared? If you kneel down and beg me, maybe I'll consider helping you." Draco smiled triumphantly, and Harry heard These words patted him on the shoulder vigorously, shaking the two of them back and forth, and the latter hurriedly hugged him tightly to avoid falling.

"Malfoy, this is how you cooperate, huh? Kneeling and begging you?"

"You were very reluctant just now, Potter." Draco pointed lazily, "but since you agreed, then kneeling is exempted. Please."

His last two words suddenly softened, with a lingering taste. Harry's body stiffened for a moment, and he immediately retorted: "...I don't need it! I can do it myself!"

Harry finally broke free from his arms, turned and opened the door and ran away.

From that day on, Harry deliberately avoided Draco everywhere.He had planned to do this before, but the other party always seemed to find a way to find him.

Ron had stopped talking to him, and Hermione was between the two of them.She believed that Harry hadn't done that, that Ron was just jealous, but also pointed out that Harry needed to explain what had happened with Draco some time ago.

"We'd all like to know, Harry," said Hermione gravely.

Forced by her eyes, Harry had no choice but to explain vaguely that Malfoy was angry about what happened that day and wanted revenge. Although Hermione felt that the answer was full of loopholes, she reluctantly accepted it.

But now the attitude towards Harry in the school is very complicated. Some people think that his existence can at least make the Slytherins less arrogant and play a certain role in checks and balances. This kind of view is in the majority; Bashing him all the time - mostly Slytherins of this sort, their animosity towards Harry now at a new level, made his life in Potions even more difficult.

That day, Harry and Hermione came to the damp and dark classroom of Potions class. Before the class started, several Slytherin classmates surrounded them.

"Oh, get out of the way, Nott. You're in our way," said Harry, looking at the Slytherin boys standing in front of him.

"You're standing in our way, Potter," Theodore Nott said loudly. "I don't know what despicable means you used to become a warrior, but I'm sure you'll last a long time—probably 10 minutes after a project."

The surrounding Slytherins laughed, especially Nott and Pansy, who laughed exaggeratedly.Harry and Hermione looked at them coldly, without saying a word.

"Enough laughing?" When their laughter finally stopped, Harry narrowed his eyes and stared at Nott, "Then get out of the way, I don't think Professor Snape will be happy with you guys here."

"What you need to worry about is yourself, Potter." Nott still looked smug. "You know, we are all betting when you will be kicked out. Guess how much I bet?"

Before Harry could reply, a cold voice sounded behind him, like a sharp knife: "What are you doing here?"

Everyone turned around in an instant, and Draco was standing in front of them with folded arms, with Goyle and Crabbe behind him.As soon as Nott saw him, he immediately showed a flattering smile, and said flatteringly: "Oh, Draco, you are here, and I am helping you teach that brat Potter a lesson! He has the guts to steal your reputation ..."

Draco nodded while listening, tilted his head and gave Harry a playful look, shrugged: "Well, you've done a good job, Potter should indeed teach a lesson... But now it's time for class, so let's go .”

Nott quickly said yes, and the Slytherin students who surrounded him also dispersed.Harry looked at Draco, smiled and chatted with Nott, found a seat and sat down without looking at him.