Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

The Hogwarts Great Hall was still bustling with activity, and the long table was filled with tempting breakfast.

However, today, as soon as Amanta walked into the auditorium, she noticed strange looks.

She paused slightly and scanned the surroundings with her light blue eyes - some Slytherin girls were talking in low voices, glancing at her and laughing softly, with some subtle meaning in their eyes.

……what happened?

She walked calmly to the Slytherin table and took her seat.

Harry, who was standing next to him, was busy piling bacon on his plate and didn't seem to notice the strange atmosphere at all.

Draco sat opposite her, his light grey eyes swept around and his brows furrowed in displeasure.

"Amanta, do you feel that everyone is looking at you in a strange way today?" Harry mumbled incoherently with his mouth full of food, "Is it because you and Draco have been hanging out together recently? Have people finally realized that you two are actually in love?"

Amanta paused, looked up at Harry, and said coldly: "Shut up, Harry."

Harry shrugged and continued eating.

Draco snorted softly, with a hint of impatience in his tone: "Let them think whatever they want, it won't affect anything anyway."

Amanta said nothing, but lowered her eyelids, thinking about the source of these rumors.

Her intuition told her that this was not groundless speculation and that someone must be spreading certain rumors behind the scenes.

She soon found out the answer.

At the other end of the Slytherin table, Astoria Greengrass came over and sat next to Draco, holding a cup of hot cocoa in both hands with a perfect smile on her lips.

Her tone was gentle, her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, but just enough for everyone around to hear: "Brother, you and Sister Amanta have been really close recently, everyone is talking about it."

Draco frowned and said in a bad tone: "Astoria, how many times have I told you not to call me brother."

Astoria lowered her eyes, a trace of grievance flashed in her eyes: "But you have always asked me to call you like this...Brother, do you hate me?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the people around them immediately showed an expression of "I see". Their eyes moved between Amanta and Draco, as if they were watching a good show.

Amanta watched coldly without saying anything.

Of course, she wouldn't just explode like an ordinary girl, as that would only make her appear emotional. And Astoria was best at using "innocence" to gain sympathy.

She just picked up the juice, took a sip, and said calmly: "Draco's meaning is very clear, he doesn't like you calling him that, don't you understand?"

Astoria's expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to her weak expression and bit her lower lip gently: "Sister Amanta, I'm just... a little sad. After all, my brother loved me very much before."

Her tone was light and gentle, as if she was the victim.

The Slytherin girls present had already started to discuss in low voices -

"Isn't Amanta meddling too much? Astoria just called me brother."

"Yeah, Draco used to have a good relationship with Astoria, why did it suddenly change?"

Amanta's expression remained unchanged, but she sneered in her heart.

Haha, you really know how to take advantage of the situation.

At this moment, Draco finally came back to his senses from his impatience and turned to look at Amanta: "By the way, what did you say to my godfather last night?"

Amanta put down the cup and whispered, "About my side job."

Draco was stunned: "Side job? What side job?"

Amanta glanced at him calmly, "Potion trading. I have been supplying the Beauty Pharmacy in Diagon Alley."

Draco frowned instantly: "You have been doing this kind of thing? Why didn't I know?"

"Because you never asked." Amanta said calmly.

Draco's expression changed slightly, and his tone was slightly disapproving: "Amanta, there is no need for you to work so hard. The Malfoy family has plenty of money. I can give you whatever you want."

Harry also put down his fork and opened his eyes wide, "Wait, you are actually making money?"

Amanta looked at him and nodded.

Harry's eyes lit up immediately: "Oh my God, I want to make money too! Can you take me with you? I'm in desperate need of money!"

"Harry, you are not good enough to brew potions. Besides." Amanta couldn't help but be a little speechless, "...Isn't the Potter family's treasury enough for you to spend?"

Harry instantly wilted.

Draco snorted coldly: "You shouldn't do this. It's totally unnecessary. You can rely on me."

"But I don't want to." Amanta's tone slightly increased, "Asking others for money and earning money yourself are completely different concepts."

Her eyes were calm and her tone was unquestionable: "I hope I can prove my ability and make my own money at the same time."

Draco's frown deepened: "But you don't need to prove anything, I-"

"Brother is doing this for your own good." Astoria suddenly interrupted, tilting her head slightly, speaking softly, "You work so hard to make money, is it really worth it? With brother around, you don't have to work so hard at all."

Amanta narrowed her eyes, a hint of coldness in her gaze.

Before she even opened her mouth, Harry couldn't help but say, "Wait, I don't understand, why can't Amanta make money on her own? Don't you rich people understand the joy of financial independence?!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke: "Do you know how it feels to have someone else control your living expenses? You have to be careful to see other people's faces when you want to buy something, and you don't even have a piece of clothing of your own? Earning your own money and spending your own money is the real freedom!"

Draco looked at Harry with a complicated expression: "Harry, your way of thinking is really... poor."

Harry rolled his eyes. "It's reality, okay? You wouldn't understand!"

Amanta looked at them and suddenly found it a little funny.

She picked up the juice, took a sip slowly, and said lightly: "Okay, stop arguing."

Draco looked at her and wanted to say something else, but in the end he just closed his mouth with an unhappy look on his face.

Astoria smiled softly, seeming very satisfied with Draco's attitude.