Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Amanta found herself in a strange state.

On the one hand, life recently seems to be filled with countless trivial matters, so busy that it is almost impossible to breathe.

But on the other hand, she always felt that something was quietly changing, with unspeakable subtlety and uncontrollability.

Harry's behavior has been particularly strange lately.

He and Luna grew almost visibly close.

Whether it is during class breaks, meals, or rest time, the two of them can be seen together almost everywhere.

Amanta often saw their two heads close together, whispering behind The Quibbler, and occasionally uttering some ambiguous laughter.

That book, The Quibbler, became their inseparable symbol, always blocking their faces as they discussed some mysterious topic.

What's even more outrageous is that Harry actually showed an unprecedented enthusiasm for Herbology - he and Luna planted a colorful cattail in the greenhouse, which made Amanta doubt her ears.

“Colored cattail fluff?”

Amanta frowned as Harry asked her for the breeding manual with a piece of parchment.

Although she was a little curious, she cooperated and made a long list of books for him.

Harry's recent actions have caused their originally solid iron triangle - Amanta, Harry and Draco - to gradually split into two pairs of teams: Harry and Luna, and Amanta and Draco.

Amanta was puzzled by this, but it was not really a worry.

"Harry and Luna have been getting really close lately."

When Amanta mentioned this to Draco, there was some inexplicable curiosity in her tone.

However, Draco looked like he was just watching the fun.

Not only did he not care about it, he even felt a hint of ironic pleasure.

"Harry..." Draco leaned on the sofa in the Slytherin common room with a faint smile on his face, "I always thought he was a boring boy, it seems that he is more scheming than I thought."

Amanta couldn't help but glare at him when she heard that, but was speechless by Draco's nonchalant tone.

"Let him be," Draco continued, "To be honest, it's pretty good to have just the two of us."

These words made Amanta feel helpless, but inexplicably she couldn't refute them.

At the same time, not only Harry, but also Cedric seemed a little absent-minded recently.

Amanta heard that he had recently become very close to a fourth-year Ravenclaw girl. He had even asked for leave several times in the past few days and missed their group activities for various reasons.

The daily activities of the "SO" group have also been temporarily suspended due to the recent intensive brain-blocking courses at night.

The evening Occlumency classes became a major challenge for Amanta during this period.

Amanta found herself feeling uneasy about everything that had happened that day every time she went to sleep.

Occlumency was supposed to be a calming, emotion-blocking course.

But Amanta found that before each class, she had to spend nearly an hour organizing her thoughts - and Draco's unintentional action, or even just a glance, could easily disrupt all her preparations.

This feeling of panic made her irritated, but she didn't know how to deal with it.

During this period, the subtle emotional changes between them made it difficult for her to adapt.

She even began to wonder whether she was too sensitive or Draco was deliberately disturbing her mind.

This turmoil of emotions formed a sharp contrast with the cold rationality required by the brain block technique, and made her feel that her emotions were like a tide that was difficult to control.

But every time she thought of what she had said: "Only by becoming strong can we change our destiny."

She would force herself to calm down.

Those words often echoed in her mind.

Yes, she had to get stronger.

Only in this way can she take control of her own future and the future of those around her, rather than passively waiting for disaster to strike.

Only then can you find your own way out on this road full of dangers and variables.

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In this complicated daily life, Julius Hoffmann's behavior is even more puzzling.

This transfer student from Durmstrang was known for being cold and aloof, and was an outlier in Slytherin.

Recently, however, Julius has begun to recruit "allies" on campus.

He began to take the initiative to contact the junior students of Hogwarts, completing long essays for them at a very low price - one silver Sickle, and even teaching them some strange little spells for use in pranks.

What is even more surprising is that he would stand up and help some students out when they were criticized by professors.

These seemingly insignificant actions quickly won him the favor of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students, and some even began to call him "the most reliable senior."

Amanta was extremely confused by this.

She always remembered the indifference and alienation Julius showed when he first arrived at Hogwarts.

He is by no means the kind of person who likes to show off or is keen on attention. His calmness and depth are completely different from Lockhart's extremely narcissistic temperament.

So why does he go to so much trouble to do these seemingly meaningless things to win people's hearts?

Thinking of this, Amanta's thoughts went back to that night a few months ago.

At that time, she and Draco were looking for Ravenclaw's Diadem in the Room of Requirement, but they accidentally ran into Julius.

"Is it really an accident?"

A vague doubt arose in her heart.

Although it was called an "accident", Amanta never really believed it was a coincidence.

Julius's black eyes were as deep as a bottomless abyss, as if hiding an untouchable secret.

But Amanta could never see through those secrets.

She told no one about these concerns.

After experiencing all the dangers over the years, she understands that some issues cannot be easily spoken out.

The danger has not gone away. Instead, it is like an undercurrent hidden deep at the bottom of the lake, which always draws them in at the most unexpected moment.

She had to be vigilant at all times.

At this moment, Hogwarts appears calm on the surface, but undercurrents are surging.

Whether it is Julius, the crown, the Horcrux, or Draco, Harry and Luna, they all seem to be hiding their own secrets.

These secrets, like pieces of a puzzle, confuse Amanta, but she also feels that they will eventually piece together some truth.

She looked up at the tall spires of Hogwarts. In the night sky, with stars twinkling in the sky, the outline of the castle looked deep and majestic.

Deep in her heart, she said to herself silently.

“Only by being strong can you change everything.”

The only thing she can do is to become stronger - use her own strength to shake the wheel of fate.