Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

Sitting in Headmaster Dumbledore's office, Remus felt a little uncomfortable.

He had rarely felt this way since graduating from Hogwarts.

Sitting not far from him was Severus Snape, who looked very impatient.

Next to Snape's seat lay a big black dog that ignored Snape's glare and rubbed Snape's calf vigorously.

Remus looked at Sirius, who barely had his belly turned up to expose to Snape, looked up at the sky and closed his eyes.

Next to Principal Dumbledore sat the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

Her blond hair was styled, and her cuffs and collar were decorated with very ceremonial accessories. There was even a blue-gray plaid scarf in the chest pocket of the black suit.

Remus only looked at Professor Green, who was dressed as if he was going to attend a lecture for thousands of people at any time, for a few seconds, and then looked away.

Although he didn't know why the new professor was able to sit next to President Dumbledore, Remus had an intuition that Professor Green would be dangerous.

Those blue eyes are like dangerous seas that can swallow people up in an instant.

Standing by the window was Lucius Malfoy, who had his hands on what looked like a valuable snake-headed wand.

It was still difficult for Remus to accept that Lucius Malfoy had betrayed Voldemort and was on the same side as them.

Although Lucius Malfoy still disagrees with the statement that he joined the Order of the Phoenix, he only said that he was cooperating with the Order of the Phoenix...

But Remus didn't think it made much difference, either way.

Lucius Malfoy was now their friend, not their enemy.

Severus frowned and kicked away the black dog that was rubbing his calf, "Harry Potter has completed the first event of the Triwizard Tournament. What are you going to do next?"

"Do you care about Harry Potter?" Grindelwald sneered and looked at Severus with his blue eyes.

Although he knew that the teaching standards of Hogwarts professors were uneven, Severus Snape, who always had a dark face, was undoubtedly the most rude among these uneven people.

It's just that his Albus has a good temper.

Dumbledore turned his head and glanced at Gellert, who had a sneer on his lips, and tapped Gellert's arm with his elder wand.

Gellert raised his eyebrows slightly and looked back at Severus.

"Don't worry, Severus," Dumbledore chuckled, "Before the second event of the Triwizard Tournament, there is still a Yule Ball to be held."

"We can't take away the fun from our kids."

Feeling his calf being rubbed by the black dog's head again, Severus pursed his lips and stood up, raised his legs and walked to Lucius who was standing by the window.

"You can't just let Harry Potter face the murderous Dark Lord without giving him any hints... and let him face the murderous Dark Lord without any fear."

Lucius was still staring out the window and did not turn to look at Severus who came to his side.

"Yule Ball?!" The big black dog who wanted to follow Severus to the window suddenly turned into a human body in front of Dumbledore's principal's desk. "By the way, I have to prepare Harry for the ball. Dress.”

Sirius walked quickly to Severus's side and said, "Severus, are you willing to come with me..."

"I don't want to."

Severus leaned against Lucius and said, "Also, stay away from me."

"Stupid dog Blake."

Sirius blinked and said softly, "I, I just wanted to ask if you would like to go with me to pick out a ball gown for Harry."

"You know, if Lily were here, she would definitely take care of all this for Harry..."

Severus unconsciously closed his eyes quickly and clenched his teeth on the inside of his mouth, "...when."

"Professor Dumbledore, is there anything else?" Sirius' eyes filled with smiles, even though it was not because of him that Severus agreed to go with him to choose a ball gown for Harry.

But he was still happy.

He and Severus could move together, even though he only thought they were together.

Dumbledore's eyes narrowed slightly behind his half-moon lenses. He reached out and touched the silver-white beard on his chest, "I think there's nothing wrong, Sirius."

"Harry should receive his perfect dress before the Yule Ball, right?"

Sirius smiled slightly, "Of course, Harry will get the best and the most suitable one for him."

It's not just the dress.

He would fight for Harry and get the best for Harry.

When Severus pursed his lips and followed Sirius out of Principal Dumbledore's office, Remus, who was already silent, felt even more embarrassed.

"What are you looking at? Lucius." Dumbledore watched with interest as Lucius's hands gradually tightened on the silver snake-headed wand.

"It's nothing," Lucius's voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth, "If there's nothing, I'll go back to the Ministry of Magic first, Dumbledore."

"Of course you can leave," Dumbledore winked playfully at Lucius, "Young people's feelings are very precious and interesting, aren't they? Lucius."

Lucius chuckled lightly and did not respond to Dumbledore. He picked up his snake-headed wand and quickly left Dumbledore's principal's office.

Interesting, funny ass!

On the lawn downstairs at Hogwarts Castle, Harry Potter's hands were about to touch his sweet son's face!

Lucius walked faster and faster, and even caught up with Sirius and Severus, who had already left Principal Dumbledore's office and were still between the stairs on the third and fourth floors.

"Hey, Lucius..."

"Look at your clothes and don't bother me, Blake."

Lucius's footsteps didn't pause at all, and he flashed past Sirius and Severus like a gust of wind.

"...?" Sirius scratched his head in confusion. Didn't he appear to be an emotionally stable thinker in the principal's office just now?

Why did it suddenly feel like I had taken several blasting spells?

So angry.

With only three people left in the office, Remus was sitting on pins and needles, "Professor Dumbledore..."

"Do you have something to do too? Remus," Dumbledore looked at Remus with a smile.

"Well... I may have something," he didn't know if it was an illusion. After Remus said this, he felt that the blond man sitting next to Professor Dumbledore slightly raised his chin with satisfaction. , "I think I should leave now, Professor Dumbledore."

"Okay then, Remus, I'll leave the werewolf matters to you. I'm sorry for entrusting you with such a dangerous matter..."

"Professor Dumbledore, to me, this is not a dangerous thing," Remus looked at Dumbledore sincerely. "On the contrary, it makes me feel that I have value again... .”

After watching Remus leave the office, Dumbledore sighed softly, "It would be great if the wizarding world could always be peaceful and stable."

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows lightly. Absolute peace simply did not exist.

The problem in the British wizarding community is the serious antagonism of bloodism.

Without Voldemort, some other demon would appear and incite traditional pure-blood wizards to fight for the glory of pure blood.

Before, he would have laughed at Albus's idealism.

But now he won't say those disgraceful words.

"Albus, they're all gone."

Gellert stretched out his hand and handed the potion in his palm to Dumbledore, "Seriously, do you want to try this young potion? I asked the potion master under me to develop it. .”

“Really useful...”

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"Draco," Harry tapped his toes on the ground, "Thank you for taking care of me in the hospital that day."

"You're welcome, Harry, I just gave you a potion."

The bottle of potion was brewed by himself and was originally used to relieve his headache.

The magic potion prescription customized by his godfather can not only cure his headaches, but also offset the negative effects of some toxins on the body.

Coincidentally, the fire poison contained in the flames breathed out by the fire dragon that can make people immobile is within the range that his potion can detoxify.

"This is for you, Draco."

Harry handed Draco the golden egg he had won from the first competition.

"Give it to me?" Draco looked at the golden egg in front of him with some confusion.

No, this golden egg doesn’t look good, so why give it to him?

Malfoy is not short of gold.

What's more, this golden egg is not solid at first glance.

"Don't you like it? Draco." Harry didn't understand why Draco didn't accept the golden egg he offered.

This golden egg is the most valuable thing he currently owns.

Although he had thought about giving his invisibility cloak to Draco, it was a relic left to him by his father.

So Harry gave up the idea of ​​giving the Invisibility Cloak to Draco.

"Harry, it's not that I don't like it," Draco thought about how to word it, "this golden egg will not become an item that needs to be obtained in the first event of the Triwizard Tournament for no reason."

"It is very likely to be related to the information about the second event of the Triwizard Tournament."

Harry blinked. So it was because of him and for his sake that Draco didn't accept the golden egg?

There was a familiar falling feeling in my heart.

"Draco, you're so good to me."

Harry took the golden egg back.

Draco felt a little confused. How could he be so nice to Harry just now?

Didn't he reject the golden egg?

"Harry, it's because you are worth it." Although Draco didn't quite understand, he still wanted to encourage the savior's fragile heart. "You are shouldering pressure that you shouldn't bear at your age."

"You will fight against the Dark Lord on the battlefield in the future for the safety of everyone."

"You don't have to shoulder your responsibility as the savior of the magical world, but you didn't choose to escape it. Instead, you accepted the fate that was forced on you..."

"Harry, you deserve kindness from others."

Harry slowly opened his eyes, "Am I...worth it?"

"Of course you are worthy. Although you are marked as the savior of the magic world, you are not bound to accept the title of savior."

"But you never thought of backing out, did you? Harry."

Harry stared blankly at Draco who told him seriously that he was worth it.

There are many people who will be fond of him because he is the savior of the wizarding world.

They will admire him, sympathize with him, and care for him.

But no one will tell him that he is worthy.

It's Harry Potter who deserves it.

Rather than being the savior of the wizarding world.

Harry felt his eyes and nose feel a little sore and warm.

"C-can I hug you? Draco."

Harry sniffed, "I'll try not to stain your clothes."

Looking at Harry, who was starting to turn red at the tip of his nose and at the corners of his eyes, Draco felt a little at a loss and felt his heart shrink a little.

Did he make the Savior cry again?

"You promise you won't stain my new clothes."

You promise you won't be miserable and cry for too long.

"Draco, I promise." Harry wiped his face casually with his sleeve.

He just wanted to be close to Draco.

He wanted to be closer to Draco.

Harry knew very well that he didn't deserve it.

He wasn't as good as Draco said.

Voldemort killed his parents, and he must avenge his parents against Voldemort.

The title of the savior of the magical world can bring him more help.

He is not as righteous as Draco said, for the wizarding world and for all wizards.

All he wants to protect is everyone he loves and those who love him.

rather than everyone.

He knew that the title of the savior of the magic world was originally a mutual use of the entire magic world and him.

Although the interests are different, the goal is the same through different paths, so he is willing.