Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 155 Another Trouble

After Dumbledore finished speaking, teachers and students stood up and began to walk out the door.

Karkaroff walked over to Krum, constantly trying to talk to Draco.

Harry had the urge to squeeze in next to Draco.

Fortunately, Ron also wanted to say hello to Krum before going to bed.

The two of them worked together, pushed through the crowd, and moved towards their respective goals.

Finally they met at the door of the auditorium.

Harry and Draco stopped at the same time.

Karkaroff led Krum out, thinking the two were just backing down.

He turned to thank the two men, but his eyes stopped on Harry's forehead.

"Yes, this is Harry Potter."

Moody's voice came.

Harry clearly noticed that when he saw Moody, Karkaroff's face turned pale.

Then Karkaroff glanced at Draco in panic and hurriedly led Krum away.

Ron showed a disappointed expression and was pushed out of the door.

"Go ahead, don't block the door!"

Professor McGonagall's warning sounded at the back of the team.

Harry and Draco smiled at each other and walked out of the hall side by side.

"With Dumbledore drawing the line himself, you don't have to worry about me trying to stand out."

Harry asked quietly amidst the crowd.

"I feel much more relieved."

Draco replied with a heart-warming smile.

Then, she blushed and whispered.

"You don't have to worry either."

Before Harry could realize what was happening, he had already followed the crowd to the point where the two ways parted.

Gryffindor Tower and Slytherin's cellar are located on the left and right.

Before separation, say goodbye amid the noise.

"Goodnight, Malfoy."

"Goodnight, Potter."

Then they hurriedly left in different directions.

Although I still didn't dare to call him by his name because I was worried about the people around me,

But such consolation is enough to make each other's hearts flutter.

This was the first time the two said goodnight to each other in person.

-

On Saturday night, the headmasters of the three schools, the teachers of Hogwarts and the students of the three schools gathered in the auditorium again.

With a wave of Dumbledore's wand, the lights in the Great Hall fell into darkness.

The blue-white flame of the Goblet of Fire became the only source of light.

Then the flames turned a brilliant purple-red, and a small piece of parchment emerged from them.

Dumbledore took it and announced it in a loud and excited voice.

"Viktor Krum, the champion of Durmstrang!"

The cheers in the Great Hall were deafening, as everyone wanted to see the Quidditch superstar perform in the Triwizard Tournament.

As Krum left the Slytherin table, Harry glanced at Draco and saw that she was sitting between Daphne and Pansy.

Apparently, Klum didn't sit with her anymore.

Only then did Harry understand what Draco meant when he told him not to worry before he said goodbye last night.

He couldn't stop smiling, no longer paying attention to who the fighters were between Beauxbatons and Hogwarts.

Only vaguely could I hear the names of Fleur Delacour and Cedric Diggory amid the endless applause.

Thinking that the fighter selection ceremony was over, Ron, Hermione, Neville and others were about to leave.

The blue-white flame of the Goblet of Fire changed color again.

After Dumbledore took the paper, he fell into a long silence, and the hall fell into dead silence.

After a long while, Dumbledore finally spoke in a tone so serious that it made people feel cold.

"Harry Potter."

Harry's mind went blank as he heard a humming sound in the hall, like a swarm of angry bees.

Turning to look at Ron, he found that he was staring at him with a confused look on his face, even as if he was looking at a stranger.

Hermione frowned and bit her nails lightly.

Looking at the Slytherin table again, Draco frowned slightly and bit his lower lip.

The moment my eyes met hers, I felt a little relieved from my helpless mood.

"Harry Potter! Harry! Please come here!"

Dumbledore called again.

Harry felt Hermione push him gently, but his eyes refused to give up their connection with Draco.

It wasn't until Draco nodded that Harry stood up.

He tripped over the hem of his own robe and stumbled forward slightly.

-

"You should have told me earlier."

Severus said, but there was no blame in his tone.

The Monday after Harry was chosen as the fourth champion, Draco finally got his chance.

She told the man who was like a father to her that she heard the inexplicable voice challenging her in her head.

"You heard that voice. Did it happen before Moody attacked you?"

Draco nodded in response.

"It was because of hearing it and feeling a...very uncomfortable gaze that I drew out my wand."

"But that voice wasn't Moody?"

"No. Not as rough and hoarse. And... sounds familiar."

Severus pondered for a while and then spoke slowly.

"There is indeed a way of sending your voice into the heart or mind of another person."

"But I just know that it will require some application of the principles of Legilimency."

"I hope you can slowly develop the habit of using Occlumency all the time."

He narrowed his dark eyes and reminded Draco thoughtfully, with a slightly worried expression.

“It’s going to be exhausting.”

Severus added.

Draco met his gaze and took it firmly.

“But it’s also the best way to protect yourself.”

Severus's eyes, almost narrowed into lines, flashed with approval.

He whispered before sending Draco away, his tone full of reluctance.

"If you can, practice dueling with Potter. It will help both of you."

"He is a Hogwarts fighter after all."

"If anything goes wrong, it's the school that will be shamed."

Draco couldn't help but look surprised when he heard that Severus seemed to want to help Harry.

I can no longer bear the hassle of tormenting myself for a whole weekend, dwelling on the confusion in my heart.

"It should be difficult to cheat the Goblet of Fire, right?"

Severus paused for a moment before nodding slowly.

"It will take some great spells, and some planning."

Seeing Draco's eyes flickering, Severus sighed softly.

"Anyway, Potter couldn't have done it himself."

Although Draco had already determined this in his heart, getting Severus' confirmation made him feel more at ease.

Then another layer of worry arose.

Who could it be and why would they go to so much trouble?

As his thoughts raced, he said goodbye to Severus and turned to leave.

After returning to the dormitory, while Pansy and Daphne were in class,

He took out an envelope and letter paper from the wooden box on the desk and started writing quickly.

While trying to calm Harry down, he also talked about dueling practice.