Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Draco's face instantly turned red to his heels.

Yes, that's right, the heel.

At least as far as Amanta could see, his skin had turned a light pink.

"What do you mean?"

The color quickly drained from Draco's face, and the look he gave Julius was like a sharp knife about to be drawn.

"Is empty slander also the usual style of you, the so-called Hoffman family?"

Julius uttered lazily: "Really? I didn't say anything."

Draco took a deep breath and slowly adjusted the buttons on his cuffs. His fingertips trembled slightly. "Sometimes, I also hope not to judge others by their origins and bloodlines, but some people's character always makes me doubt whether my approach is correct."

He rubbed the Malfoy family crest ring on his thumb with his fingertips, so hard that his fingertips turned white. The silver light of the ring reflected on Julius's equally pale face, and a layer of coldness was added to his eyes.

"I think only a low-class family can breed children as low-class as them, don't you think so?"

Julius remained silent, a fire burning in his cold eyes.

Seeing the situation getting out of control, Amanta spoke up helplessly.

"Julius, I'm sorry, we don't mean any harm to you." She hesitated for a moment when she said this. Even she didn't understand why Draco had such great malice towards Julius since the opening banquet. "We are just passing by and want to say hello to you. It's almost time for dinner. Let's go eat first, how about it?"

Julius was obviously not a simple peer. Since no clues could be found out from him, it would be better not to cause any more trouble.

They also had to get back to the Great Hall before dinner was over so that everyone would know that they had not been caught by Buckbeak and thrown to their death somewhere.

"Really? Sorry." Julius' eyes quickly shifted over and then swept back to Draco, "He's in the SO team, right? Then I'm out."

After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at them, turned around and ran down the stairs.

Amanta patted Draco on the shoulder.

"Let's go to the Great Hall first and see how Hagrid is doing?"

Draco nodded, his chin raised as if he had just won a battle.

Even if Julius was following them, the most he could do was see them enter the Room of Requirement. As for what they did inside, he had absolutely no way of guessing.

What's more, Julius was a transfer student from a foreign country. He might not even know about the four founders of Hogwarts. How could he know that they were looking for the Ravenclaw Diadem in the Room of Requirement just now?

Amanta comforted herself in this way.

But she still felt a vague sense of uneasiness.

After Julius, the journey was smooth, except for Filch who was scrubbing the floor on the way.

They were about to pass over the floor that Filch had just mopped when they saw Filch looking up from the bucket, cursing. It was Draco, the son of the school's chairman, Malfoy. He stammered and put on a guilty smile.

They soon returned to the auditorium before dinner was over.

As soon as Amanta entered the room, she saw Hagrid next to the teacher's seat. He hugged Professor McGonagall's arm with his huge body, and leaned on the tall and thin Professor McGonagall's shoulder, his nose red from crying.