Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

"Please give me more advice."

Amanta nodded, but her eyes were immediately drawn to his plate.

Almost everyone's plate was piled high, but Julius's plate was not one of them. His plate could be described as spotless.

She was slightly surprised and pointed to a big, fragrant chicken drumstick not far in front of her.

"Wouldn't you like one?"

Julius frowned, disgust and disdain flashing across his eyes.

"I'm not interested in that."

Anorexia? Well, no wonder he's so thin.

Amanta shrugged her shoulders at the sight, but reached out to get herself one. The oil on the chicken leg glowed attractively under the light of thousands of candles in the auditorium.

As soon as she took a bite, she suddenly experienced Harry's usual joy.

Um... Harry, oh yeah, where's Draco?

She couldn't help but glance slightly to the right.

Astoria on her right had hardly moved her golden head away from Draco since she sat down. She almost stuck close to Draco, and Draco didn't care at all and just nodded and listened to her.

At this moment, she was saying something as she reached out and put the snacks on the table on Draco's plate.

Amanta couldn't help but frown.

Were they like this before? …It seems she needs to stay away from them in the future.

If someone were to date like this around her every day...it would really make her uncomfortable.

"I heard that your views agree with mine."

Julius' voice brought Amanta back to her senses in an instant. She shuddered slightly and turned her head back.

"This is not just my opinion, this is Slytherin's consistent philosophy."

She said calmly.

Come to think of it, the transfer student's speaking style is somewhat similar to hers.

"No, you are different from them." Julius suddenly smiled slightly, his black eyes narrowed into a curved line, "They are also Slytherins, why don't they say the same thing as you?"

"They just haven't seen the nature of things yet." Amanta replied.

Julius stretched his chin.

"Yes, a bunch of childish brats, you are different."

Amanta glanced at him.

"That's not the case."

He gave her an indescribable strange feeling.

It was as if his previous cautiousness and nervousness were all pretended, and he was actually an arrogant person...but she vaguely felt that he should not be underestimated.

At least he's a smart guy.

And...if his background and the reason for transferring schools are legitimate, why doesn't he just say it?

It's a bit strange.

She picked up a piece of tenderly fried veal steak with her fork and continued to enjoy her dinner.

Fortunately, Julius never looked for her after that. As time passed, the sound of knives and forks clashing in the hall gradually died down, and Dumbledore announced that everyone could go back to the dormitory to sleep.

Prefect Gemma came over and took Julius away, while Amanta stayed.

Harry and Draco in front of her - and of course Astoria - also stayed.

Amanta hesitated for a moment, but finally walked around them and went straight to the faculty table.

"Congratulations, Hagrid!"

She gave her blessing sincerely.

"Great." Hagrid picked up a napkin, wiped his cheek, and looked up at her. "I can't believe it... Great, Dumbledore is such a great man... Professor Kettleburn is gone, and it's just right... I've always wanted to get this job..."