[HP] End of Death

Ron and Hermione were outraged when Harry was permanently suspended.Ron temporarily forgot about the Slytherins mocking him and his poor performance in Quidditch, and helped Harry scold Umbridge and the new education order in the common room.

None of them seemed to be aware of the subtle relationship between him and Draco-Although Ron and Hermione already knew that Harry and Draco had a relationship, what they learned was only superficially. On the first floor, Harry's inner struggle and confusion were much deeper.

He didn't know when he had stopped understanding what Draco was thinking.

His ruthless ridicule, cold eyes, miserable smile after being beaten, and desperate and decisive words all made him feel extremely disturbed. He knew that something was happening in a corner that he couldn't detect, but he couldn't stop it—the other party even The door wouldn't let him in.

Malfoy...what the hell are you thinking?What are you going to do... exactly...

However, he didn't have the heart to think about it soon enough, because Hagrid was back and looked quite injured.

Harry, Ron and Hermione visited Hagrid overnight and learned that he and Mrs. Maxime went to the giant's territory together to try to persuade them to cooperate with the Order of the Phoenix, but they failed-the giants' new leader choice Death Eaters who killed Voldemort.

What worried Harry and the others even more was that Hagrid seemed completely unaware of how terrifying Umbridge, who was going to check on his class, was.

"Hagrid, you have to pass Umbridge's inspection, so it would really be much better if she saw you teach us how to find Ponlock and how to distinguish a hedgehog from a hedgehog!" Hermione urged eagerly. .

"That's not very interesting, Hermione," Hagrid said with a smile. "The things I prepared are much more miraculous. I've kept them for many years. I think I'm the only domesticated one in the whole of England..."

Hermione was about to cry, but Hagrid didn't care, and waved them away.

The next day, they did meet Umbridge in Care of Fantastic Beasts class, and Hagrid's facial injuries looked more serious. He carried a dead cow on his back and put it in the woods, using it to attract Thestrals.

Not only was Harry worried about Umbridge, but he was also very concerned about the behavior of the other students - especially Draco and his friends, who always went out of their way to disrupt Hagrid's class.

But when he looked at them today, he found Draco standing alone with a cold face, separated from Crabbe and Goyle by a long distance, looking lonely and stubborn.

Harry frowned, what happened to him, did he have a fight with his two friends?That's not normal... He watched them carefully for a while, Crabbe and Goyle had been discussing something together, they glanced at Draco from time to time, there seemed to be a hint of resentment in their eyes, and the latter ignored them at all.

And when Umbridge deliberately misinterpreted Hagrid's meaning, she wrote and read some slanderous content on the clipboard, and deliberately used body language instead of English, Crabbe, Goyle, and Pansy all suppressed laughter, as if Christmas New Year's Eve came a month earlier, but Draco still had a straight face and said nothing.

It dawned on Harry that he probably didn't want to come to class at all...he wanted this to be over.He is suffering.

The speculation terrified him.And according to his thinking, Draco didn't have this emotion because he hated Hagrid. Of course, this doesn't prove that he has a good impression of Hagrid, but Harry thought that maybe he couldn't bear to stay around these friends .

why?Why did he become like this?It was hard for Harry to tell whether he was happy or sad in his heart. This change was a good thing for Hagrid and Gryffindor, but for Draco himself... it might be a disaster.

How on earth was he going to take it all on if he ostracized his friends completely?No, those so-called friends of his might never understand how he felt.Thinking this way, Harry took a step closer to him, and at this moment the other party just folded his arms and looked over, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Malfoy..."

"What, Potter. Do you think you can keep this idiot's job by begging me?" Draco glanced at Hagrid, who was a little flustered, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, "I told You, that's impossible. In my opinion, this job is not suitable for him at all... It's better to get out early, don't you think?"

"Malfoy!" Harry suppressed the anger in his heart. "Can you talk properly? You can't be more frank—"

"You think I'm not frank enough, Potter?" Draco interrupted him, tilting his head to look at him with a piercing smile, "You want me to tell you all the dislikes I have for you, you Will you be satisfied? If so, then I don't mind telling you..."

"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry took a step back and said coldly, "Shut up."

Don't let this get any worse.

"I hate you, Potter. I hate everything about you." He took a step closer, his voice was very low, his face sank in a shadow, "I hate you for meddling and self-righteousness." , who are you qualified to teach me? I have endured you for a long time, Potter, if you don't let me go, I will-"

"What are you doing, Malfoy!" Hermione's shrill voice sounded from behind Harry, and he jerked violently, drenched in sweat as if escaping from an endless nightmare.

Hermione pulled Harry aside and stared at Draco warily, with deep disgust in her eyes: "Malfoy, if I see you bullying Harry again..."

However, the other party didn't listen to her warning, and turned away with a face of indifference. He put his hands in his pockets, and his back was a little gloomy.

Hermione stared blankly at him, then back at Harry, who was pale and devastated.

"Harry..." She sighed and seemed to want to say something, but finally just patted him on the shoulder.

"I'm fine." Harry forced a smile, as if trying to convince her, he repeated, "I'm really fine."

Draco walked slowly back into the Slytherin group, Pansy was still excitedly talking bad about Hagrid to Umbridge, Crabbe and Goyle were smiling silly, and Blaise was staring The Thestrals, which Draco couldn't see, looked at it with disgust on their faces.

"Why, can you see?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

Blaise glanced back at him and shrugged, "Yeah, surprise?"

"A little bit. However, this is obviously not a good topic." Draco said meaningfully.Only a man who had seen death could see the Thestrals, and it would not be polite for him to ask Blaise why he could see it.

Blaise didn't say anything, his eyes finally stopped staying on the Thestrals, but turned to the students who surrounded Umbridge: "It seems that you have indeed undergone some changes."

"It's not a good topic either." Draco didn't want to say more.

"You're not in a good mood, but please don't take it out on me. If I ask you, I think Potter is right."

"what?"

Blaise gave him a sympathetic look, and raised his chin proudly: "If you hold it back, you will get sick."

Draco was silent and didn't answer.After a while, he whispered, "But it's no use."

He turned his head and looked at the dead cow in the woods. It seemed that several invisible mouths were devouring it. He watched its meat being pulled up out of thin air, stirred and disappeared. This scene was really strange.

"Like thestrals, some people can see them, but most people can't."