Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

She couldn't bear to watch any longer, but she couldn't look away either.

She had never seen Draco so miserable.

The boy who had always been proud and arrogant was now forced to kneel on the ground and allow himself to be humiliated by the man in black robes.

The only thing he could do was to be patient and restrained, not even daring to show the slightest bit of anger.

Because the other party holds the most deadly bargaining chip - her life.

Amanta clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms.

Reason reminded her not to act impulsively at this moment, otherwise it would only make things worse.

Draco was still kneeling on the ground, slowly lowering his head, his golden hair covering his eyes.

He didn't stand up, as if he was trying hard to calm himself down.

His palms rested on the cold ground, his fingertips turning white from the force.

Amanta knew she couldn't wait any longer.

She turned around and hid in the darkness, her heart beating as fast as a drum.

The moonlight shone through the tall windows onto the stone floor, casting a faint silver glow. Amanta walked hurriedly, and the edge of her invisibility cloak flowed in the air like a shadow.

She never thought that she would become Draco's weak spot.

She took a deep breath and let calmness return to her mind.

At this time, she couldn't panic or let herself indulge in her emotions.

She needed to talk it over with someone, someone she could trust enough to talk to, but who wouldn't make the situation worse.

Amanta walked through the Slytherin common room and headed towards the door opposite the girls' dormitory door. Since the passage between the boys' dormitory and the girls' dormitory was no different, she quickly found Draco and Harry's dormitory.

"Bang bang bang-"

She knocked on the door, a little harder than usual.

A few seconds later, the door was yanked open, and Harry, with messy black hair and a piece of butterscotch in his hand, appeared at the door.

He was chewing and flipping through a book called "Advanced Spell Analysis", looking very serious.

"Amanta?" He blinked, as if he didn't expect her to appear here, with half a piece of candy in his mouth, and his voice was unclear, "Why are you--"

Without saying a word, Amanta pushed the door open, walked in, and locked it.

"Hey--" Harry was a little confused by her behavior, "What's going on? You look like you just witnessed a murder plot."

"almost."

Amanta's voice was soft, and there was a look of vulnerability on her face that Harry had never seen before.

Harry immediately stopped joking, swallowed the candy, pulled up a chair and sat down, his eyes serious.

"What happened?"

Amanta did not answer directly, but waved her wand around the room, casting several anti-eavesdropping spells.

Then she turned around, her light blue eyes filled with suppressed anger.

"I recently saw Draco...being threatened by a man in a black robe."

Harry's expression changed instantly.

"Black-robed man?" He stood up suddenly, and the chair made a harsh sound on the floor. "You mean, Death Eater?"

"I think it's very likely," Amanta frowned, "He forced Draco to find the Gaunt emblem, otherwise... he would kill me."

Harry's face turned livid in an instant. He raised his hand and scratched his messy black hair, gritting his teeth and cursing under his breath.

"Damn it, how could they-"

"More importantly," Amanta interrupted him, "how do they come and go in Hogwarts at will?"

Harry was stunned, as if he had not thought about this question yet.

He took a deep breath and frowned, "Hogwarts is heavily protected by magic. It is impossible for Death Eaters to enter and leave freely... unless -"

"Unless they have mastered some hidden passage."

Amanta added coldly.

Harry tapped his fingertips on the table, thinking for a moment, then suddenly looked up with a firm look in his eyes: "We need to find someone who knows about this."

Amanta raised her eyebrows slightly: "What do you mean?"

Harry's lips curled up slightly, as if he had made a decision.

"Sirius." He said firmly, "He understands how Hogwarts works and knows a lot of the secret passages of Hogwarts. He has also dealt with many Death Eaters. If anyone can help us, it's him."

Since meeting Sirius that day, Harry and he quickly became close.

After all, he was Harry's only living relative.

Amanta nodded slightly, quickly thinking through possible follow-up actions.

Sirius Black, Harry's godfather, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, an escaped prisoner from Azkaban, one of the creators of the Marauder's Map, and one of the people who knows the most about secret passages in Hogwarts.

Maybe he could really help them.

"Okay." She stood up, her eyes determined, "Let's go find him now."

Harry raised his eyebrows, an excited smile on his lips: "Finally, something exciting is going to happen."

Amanta rolled her eyes, "Harry, we're not on vacation."

Harry shrugged, grabbed the Invisibility Cloak, and winked at her. "But this time, we're going to do something more exciting than a vacation."

Amanta sighed helplessly.

What they are about to embark on may be a more dangerous journey.

But no matter what, she couldn't let Draco face all this alone.

-

The night was dark, and the branches of the forbidden forest swayed in the wind, making a low murmur.

With the help of the invisibility cloak, Amanda and Harry sneaked out of Hogwarts, passed through the secret passage of the Whomping Willow, and finally came to the dilapidated shed.

Harry knocked on the wooden door, and after a moment, a face with disheveled black hair appeared from the crack in the door - Sirius Black, with a look of surprise on his face.

After Sirius pulled them up, he leaned casually against the door frame, holding a piece of half-dried bread in his hand, looking lazy.

His eyes swept over Harry who was sitting opposite him, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"You two came to see me late at night. Do you have any secret mission?" He shrugged, took a bite of bread, and his eyes moved between Harry and Amanta. "Or have you finally decided to join my secret operation?"

Harry rolled his eyes.

"Stop joking, Sirius, we have something serious to deal with."

Sirius shrugged and added some wood to the fireplace. The firelight reflected on his face, making his dark eyes look sharper.

"So, what's going on?"

He pulled over a worn-out chair and sat down, his eyes becoming serious.

Harry pushed the hot tea in front of him towards him.

"Cut the crap out of me, Sirius, we're in trouble."

Sirius raised his eyebrows and looked at Amanta beside Harry. Her face was a little pale, and it was obvious that she had just experienced a big shock.

"Trouble?" Sirius stretched, his black robe dragging an arc on the ground. "Severus is a big trouble."

Harry ignored his teasing and said directly: "Draco is in trouble."

The air solidified instantly.

Sirius' smile faded a little. He threw the bread into the fire and his eyes sharpened: "Go on."

Harry quickly told Sirius what had happened, especially the part where the Death Eaters threatened Draco.

Sirius was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and rubbed his face.

"The Gaunt coat of arms... you mean, it's related to Voldemort's family?"

"Yes." Amanta nodded, "But more importantly, I don't know who the man in black robe is, nor do I know what he wants."

"...Gaunt's coat of arms." He repeated in a low voice, with a complex meaning in his voice, "If they want this thing, it is likely related to Voldemort."

"We know." Amanta leaned against the edge of the table, her tone calm but firm, "We want to know, how did the Death Eaters get into Hogwarts?"

Sirius thought for a moment, his fingers tapping unconsciously on the armrest of his chair.

"There are many possibilities," he said slowly. "There are many secret passages in Hogwarts, some of which even Dumbledore may not be fully aware of. If the Death Eaters have mastered one of them, then they may indeed be able to sneak in."

"But I think the biggest problem is—"

He raised his eyes, his gaze sharp: "How do they know the Gaunt coat of arms is in Hogwarts?"

There was a brief silence in the room.

"You mean..." Harry's expression changed, "someone else in the school tipped off?"

Sirius nodded slightly. "That's the most reasonable explanation. Otherwise, they wouldn't have known that Draco could access it, and they wouldn't have acted so quickly."

Amanta's heart sank slightly.

If this is true, then there is a hidden enemy inside Hogwarts.

Sirius frowned, his eyes dark and unclear.

He thought for a moment, stood up, and raised his hand to tighten his already somewhat worn cloak.

"Well," he said, "it looks like we need to go to Hogwarts again."

-

At the same time, in the North Tower of Hogwarts, on the terrace.

Julius Hoffmann stood quietly in the darkness, the night wind blowing through his cloak, bringing a hint of chill.

His fingers gently stroked the cover of the diary, and the pages vibrated slightly, as if resonating.

He chuckled softly, his voice like a strange whisper in the forbidden forest at midnight.

"They moved...faster than I thought."

He opened the diary, and a line of dark red handwriting slowly appeared on the page. The handwriting was crooked and twisted, as if some living thing was struggling to climb onto the paper.

"It's almost time."

Julius gently closed the book, his dark pupils reflecting the waning moon in the night sky. A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Then let the game begin."