Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 113: Stupid Pot

Draco was outside Lupin's classroom, pacing back and forth slightly nervously.

The original idea was to come and wait for Harry to finish class the Thursday after the game.

However, Draco's outstanding performance against Ravenclaw earned him a lot of admirers at Hogwarts.

It also made her the focus of attention, especially in Slytherin.

She was already a princess-like favored girl, and now, she was crowned as the Queen of Slytherin by the students.

This made her even more uncomfortable and she took the initiative to talk to Harry.

A week was wasted like this, but fortunately this craze

It was quickly overshadowed by the upcoming Gryffindor vs. Hufflepuff showdown on Saturday.

The nervousness of waiting outside the door made Draco feel a little thirsty.

After defeating Ravenclaw, she and Harry didn't speak a word for nearly two weeks.

It seemed that Harry was still brooding over the slight argument they had had at the beginning of the school year.

Except when we pass each other in corridors and auditoriums, or when we are in the same class,

Apart from the fact that his eyes always drifted to Draco, Harry didn't have many opportunities to talk to Draco actively.

This is not hard to imagine. After all, in last week's game, Gryffindor supported Ravenclaw.

But Draco was still a little unhappy.

It's hard not to think that if Harry really wanted to, he could have just put on the invisibility cloak and come to find me.

Without realizing it, Harry was also concerned about Draco's dislike of being gossiped about.

I could only restrain myself and suppress the urge to say a few words to Draco.

But tonight, we can finally talk.

Since the start of the school year, I have spent at least two hours in the library almost every night.

Everything is just for the daily search of Animagus information.

This also became a perfect excuse for Draco to escape from the hall.

But Draco hadn't thought that waiting for someone to finish class would take so long.

“What on earth am I doing…”

This thought flashed through my mind more than once.

More than once, she felt angry at herself for taking the initiative to come to Harry.

In this way, it seems that Harry doesn't care about me that much.

But you can't wait to meet and talk with him?

Many times, I had the urge to turn around and leave without waiting.

At the same time, there was a voice in my heart that kept reminding me,

Perhaps, we should reflect on this willful little temper.

Why, only in front of Harry, do I have these troublesome emotions?

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I just let my mind wander in this mixed feeling and I don't know how much time has passed.

Coming back to my senses, I looked at my pocket watch and was surprised and a little impatient to find that it was only about ten minutes.

As the eldest daughter of the Malfoy family, what on earth are you doing here?

If someone saw me looking so anxious and worried, wouldn't it be a huge loss of face?

A blush swept across her delicate face, as white as porcelain, and she instantly decided not to wait for Harry any longer.

Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office suddenly opened behind him.

"Miss Malfoy?"

Professor Lupin's voice sounded a little uncertain, and it seemed that he was also a little surprised to see Draco.

"Good night, Professor Lu... Lupin."

I quickly calmed down my shock in my heart and turned around pretending to be calm.

I heard footsteps of someone in the office walking towards the door. Was it Harry?

"I...I was on my way to the library and just...just happened to pass by. I'm sorry to bother you."

I should have calmed down, so why did my heartbeat suddenly speed up?

Lupin narrowed his eyes and smiled in an ambiguous way.

Draco knew without him having to say it out loud that the three-staircase hall leading to the library was in the opposite direction of his direction.

"Would you like to come in and sit down? Harry is practicing Guardian O."

"I must say that although the protection you cast is not perfect, it is much better than Harry's current one."

"Come and give Harry some help?"

Lupin spoke as if nothing had happened, as if this was just some class that anyone could attend.

I wasn't sure what was going on in my mind, I didn't hear how I responded.

I just felt that there was a certain warmth in Lupin's tone of voice.

When I came to my senses, I had already walked into his office.

Your face is still hot with embarrassment, right?

Watching Harry smile in surprise when he saw me walking into the office.

The look in his eyes was enough to tell him that it was more or less worth it to go to Lupin's office so foolishly.

I saw that he was still wearing the gloves even though he was sweating profusely from practicing.

Really, didn’t the card mention that he wasn’t asked to wear it all the time?

Thinking of the letter that was sent to the wrong address, it seemed that he did not manage to read the contents that were obliterated.

My face is still hot with embarrassment.

Stupid Pot.

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"I thought the Warders could take down the Dementors or something..."

Harry looked pale and defeated.

Even though he had just called out to a guardian who was almost formed like himself.

Looking at Harry's forehead soaked with sweat, Draco didn't know why he was thinking at an inappropriate time,

I need to discuss with Daphne and Pansy whether a handkerchief would be an appropriate birthday gift.

Until he was brought back to his senses by Lupin's comfort.

"You set too high a bar for yourself. For a fourteen-year-old wizard,"

"Being able to summon a vague guardian is already a very remarkable achievement."

"Both of you."

Lupin looked at Harry and Draco with an encouraging smile.

He had seen Draco's ward on the train and at the Quidditch match.

But tonight, Draco did not stand before the Boggart.

After Slytherin's first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, Lupin stopped letting Draco face Boggarts.

He had not expected that the Boggart would turn into Malfoy Manor burning with poisonous smoke in front of the fourteen-year-old girl.

Of course, the size is much smaller, but it is enough to shock students.

"Of course a real Guardian can fight off Dementors."

"But to be able to do this in such a short time is really a very good performance."

"Come on, let me reward you with some drinks. I brought them back from the Three Broomsticks."

Harry shouted as Lupin pulled two bottles of butterbeer from his briefcase before Draco could refuse.

"Butterbeer! It's awesome! I love this drink."

Lupin raised his eyebrows, and Draco turned his head and stared at Harry with suspicion.

While letting him make up excuses, Draco politely declined Lupin's kindness.

"Then I thank you."

"I must admit, I only prepared two cups because I didn't expect you to come."

He winked at Draco and smiled.

He was obviously in high spirits because he had wine to drink, and he said this while clinking glasses with Harry.

"Come on! Good luck to Gryffindor in winning Quidditch... Ugh."

Lupin stopped talking suddenly, perhaps because he saw Draco also raised an eyebrow.

The girl's calm voice carried a playful threat.

"Professor Lupin, as a teacher, you shouldn't take sides..."

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