Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

The night breeze blew through the astronomy tower as Harry, Luna, and Neville stood in front of a telescope.

Harry still looked confused.

After Draco and Amanta left, he blinked his green eyes and asked in confusion:

"What were they doing just now? Were they really not plotting to steal food from the kitchen?"

Neville froze slightly beside him, shock evident on his face.

Luna, on the other hand, had her usual dreamy look on her face and tilted her head, looking at Harry.

"Harry...you don't really know?"

Luna asked softly, her tone as if she was asking about the survival method of some strange creature.

Harry blinked blankly, "Know what? They can't possibly kiss...right?"

Luna and Neville looked at each other, then sighed at the same time. Luna gently grabbed Harry's wrist and pulled him away from the railing of the Astronomy Tower with a gentle tone.

"Harry, they are in love."

Harry paused, frowning even deeper: "In love? Who? Amanta and Draco?"

"Could it be you and Draco?"

Neville couldn't help but interrupt and muttered something under his breath, with a hint of indescribable shock in his voice.

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched slightly and he waved his hands quickly.

"Of course not! But...Amanta and Draco, how could they..."

Luna smiled gently, her blue eyes sparkling in the night.

"Because they like each other."

Harry's expression suddenly became a little strange.

His brows were furrowed, as if he was trying hard to recall something, and then the expression on his face gradually changed into a kind of -

A subtle look of "Have I ever done something stupid?"

After a few seconds, his face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I once assured Amanda that her feelings for Draco were 'deeply kinship'..."

Harry's voice became lower and lower, and he no longer wanted to face reality.

Neville looked at him in disbelief, his mouth slightly open, as if he had heard something extremely ridiculous.

"Are you serious? You actually told Amanta that?"

"What else? She asked me why she cared about Draco, and I felt... that was pretty much how I felt about them!"

Harry's tone was full of frustration, and the blush on his face didn't fade away at all.

"I patted my chest and assured her, 'Don't worry, it's definitely family love', and told her not to think too much!"

Neville: "..."

Luna: “…”

"Oh, Harry..." Luna's voice was full of sympathy, and her tone was still gentle, "You are really, too naive."

Neville took a deep breath, as if trying to calm himself, then patted Harry's shoulder with a complicated tone.

"Honestly, I don't know whether to say that you are too stupid or too pure..."

Harry covered his face and almost curled up into a ball.

"Oh my god...can I travel back a few months and beat up that idiot Harry?"

"No, you can't," Neville said seriously.

"And even if you could, you probably wouldn't be able to beat yourself," Luna added, her voice still dreamy.

Harry looked up suddenly and glared at the two of them: "Are you here to watch the joke?!"

Neville and Luna nodded in unison.

Harry: "..."

He felt his life was over.

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[Awakening of the Soul of Bagua]

Although Harry still felt that his "family theory" was enough to embarrass himself for a whole year, after Luna and Neville's guidance, he finally had a basic concept of "love".

And... he suddenly felt that this seemed quite interesting?

So, in the days that followed, Harry Potter, a man who once thought that Draco and Amanda were "just brothers".

The gossip soul finally awakened.

He began to observe Amanta and Draco's every move——

Did they make eye contact a little more often?

Was Draco's tone of voice a little softer than usual?

Did Amanta unconsciously move closer to Draco as she spoke to him?

Harry, was completely obsessed with it all.

One day, he even leaned close to Draco during dinner and whispered, "Do you like Amanta?"

Draco choked on the soup and coughed several times. Finally, he glared at Harry fiercely and said through gritted teeth: "Harry, do you want to die?"

Harry spread his hands and smiled innocently: "Just curious."

This made Draco's face darken even more.

What's worse is that Amanta actually nodded thoughtfully beside him.

Draco's face turned from pale to slightly red in an instant. He warned fiercely in a low voice: "Harry, if you say something like that again, I promise that your Quidditch broom will disappear for a whole month."

Harry was silent, but he was still grinning with satisfaction.

Finally, he is no longer that silly Harry Potter!

He is also qualified to gossip!

And Neville...

He looked at Harry's increasingly excited appearance, sighed, and felt that he would probably be speechless for a long time.