Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

After hearing Amanta's question, it was Harry's turn to be confused.

"Anyone with eyes can see that you are angry." He said sullenly, "Although I am a little uncomfortable with Draco's behavior today, but... you don't have to make it so unpleasant, right?"

"I..." Amanta raised her hand to touch her forehead, "I just didn't know Draco would be so angry."

"I knew it would be like this. That kid doesn't like me." Julius said coldly, "So? It's not too late to regret now."

"No." Amanta answered decisively.

Originally, she invited Julius to join on a whim, but in this situation, she, who was a rebellious person, was immediately interested.

Besides... words once spoken are like water spilled. Since she has already chosen Julius to join, she cannot regret it just because she makes someone unhappy.

That’s right, it’s just that “someone” is unhappy.

Amanta emphasized and repeated it in her heart, habitually ignoring the slight tingling sensation like needles pricking her heart.

"When Harry and I first entered Slytherin, we encountered many more strange looks than you did." She calmed down and said to Julius, "Since you can't change others, then change yourself."

She and Harry briefly explained to Julius the rules and regulations of the SO group and the time and place of the meetings.

Julius nodded slightly, indicating that he understood.

It was getting late, so Amanta said goodbye to them and returned to her dormitory.

When she finally put aside her fatigue and thoughts and lay down on the four-poster bed.

She closed her eyes silently and said to herself: "Finally... I'm home."

……

The next day, Draco unexpectedly did not wait for Amanta in the lounge with Harry as usual.

When Amanta walked out of the dormitory and came to the common room, Harry came over with Julius.

"Draco went out early."

Harry explained with a tense expression.

As the three of them were walking on the way to the auditorium, he finally couldn't hold back anymore and blurted out all the grievances he had suffered yesterday.

"I've never seen Draco so angry... But! This is not the reason for him to do this!" Harry said gritting his teeth.

Amanta had rarely seen Harry so angry, but Harry's angry look was really funny.

She curled her eyes and was about to reach out her hand to rub his black hair soothingly as she usually did when -

Julius looked at her hands, his eyes widening.

"cough……"

Amanta suddenly remembered something and retracted her hand.

Anyway, at least from the looks of it, Harry is no longer a child, and her behavior seems a little inappropriate.

Harry didn't notice their strangeness, and continued to complain, "When I returned to the dormitory yesterday, he was already asleep, but you know what? He never went to bed so early, he must have done it on purpose... I can't just leave him alone."

"But!" He emphasized these two words loudly, "When I woke him up and wanted to have a good talk with him, he...actually?! Can you imagine? He actually hid his wand under the quilt, and he...used a petrifying spell on me!"

"Isn't he afraid of setting the quilt on fire?!" Harry shouted rather aggrievedly.