Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

As time passed and the train slowed down, the warm and joyful atmosphere in the carriage gradually cooled down.

"Looks like we're almost at the station." Cedric stood up first, stretched his shoulders, and said with a smile, "I'm going to get my luggage. See you next semester."

Hermione closed the book and straightened her robes: "I should also get ready to get off the bus. See you next time."

Neville grabbed his backpack and waved at them, "See you next semester! Don't forget to write me!"

Luna also smiled at Harry and said, "Remember to write a letter."

Amanta, Draco and Harry watched them leave, and the box became a little quiet for a moment.

Harry lazily leaned back in his seat and sighed, "It goes by so fast. It feels like we haven't even said a few words yet and we're almost at our stop."

Draco glanced at him, his arrogance revealing a bit of reluctance after all: "Okay, Harry, stop sighing, it's not a life-and-death separation."

Amanta tidied herself up for a moment, stood up, and took off her cloak.

For convenience, she put on a Muggle skirt underneath before leaving.

"Time to pack up, Harry, your things are all scattered around."

Harry curled his lips, "Damn it, you don't even have to clean up. People with space are amazing."

He said, picking up Hedwig's cage and grabbing his large suitcase with clumsy movements.

Draco looked at his embarrassed appearance, curled up the corners of his mouth, and mocked him unabashedly: "Some people like to torture themselves, but they don't go to the vault to look for it."

Harry rolled his eyes, not bothering to argue with him.

"Draco, it's easy for you to talk without any pain. It's not that easy for me to go to Diagon Alley. Besides, why do I remember that the vault in my house is full of gold Galleons?"

"Nothing else except money?" Draco raised an eyebrow. "Or, you should go visit your parents' old house."

Harry's eyes lit up, then quickly dimmed.

"Forget it, let's go later."

"You dare not?" Draco pouted.

"Why should I be afraid? I just... just..."

Amanta looked at their familiar bickering scene, feeling somewhat helpless. She couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips and bent down to help Harry clean up.

The train slowly came to a stop, steam filling the air.

The students of Hogwarts rushed to the door and the platform gradually became noisy.

As soon as she got off the bus, Amanta saw two dazzling platinum heads in the crowd.

Lucius and Narcissa were standing not far away. They both had outstanding temperaments. The people around them unconsciously stepped aside and made a circular open space for them.

Narcissa was wearing a well-tailored gray-purple robe, dignified and elegant, while Lucius was as cold and elegant as ever, tapping the ground lightly with his cane and looking sharp.

The next moment, Narcissa's eyes quickly locked onto Draco.

A gentle smile instantly appeared on her face and she walked towards them impatiently.

"Draco!" she called, reaching out to hold Draco's arms and looking at him carefully. "Dear, how are you doing at Hogwarts?"

Without waiting for Draco to answer, she said distressedly: "...Why have you lost weight again?"

"Mother..." Draco frowned stubbornly and struggled slightly but didn't really break free.

Lucius stood aside, and although he did not express his emotions directly like Narcissa, his blue-gray pupils also revealed scrutiny and hidden worry.

"How's your semester going?"

Lucius spoke in a flat tone, his eyes lingered on Draco for a moment, then looked at Amanta and Harry standing beside them.

"Not bad." Draco said.

Then he turned sideways inconspicuously, looked at Amanta and Harry, pursed his lips, and seemed a little reluctant.

Narcissa noticed Draco's gaze and her eyes fell on Amanta and Harry. She smiled at them and said, "Amanta, Harry, you have worked hard this semester."

"You too, ma'am." Amanta nodded and smiled back politely.

Harry waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's not hard, not hard, just a little tired."

Lucius nodded and looked at Amanta: "Amanta, you have done a great job this semester."

Amanta raised her eyebrows slightly, a little puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"In many ways." Lucius said meaningfully, "Sev speaks highly of you."

The corners of his mouth rose, and he seemed quite satisfied with her.

Draco coughed impatiently to the side, attracting their attention: "Okay, okay, we should go too."

Amanta glanced at him, looked at his red earlobes, and suddenly felt like laughing.

It was obvious that he was reluctant to leave, yet he pretended to be so reluctant.

Draco felt her gaze and snorted softly, then said seriously: "Remember, don't forget to write a letter."

He glanced at Amanta and Harry one by one, and reminded them seriously: "You still have to meet regularly during the summer vacation, and you are not allowed to disappear."

Harry couldn't help but laugh: "Alright, alright, it's rare that you're so reluctant to leave us."

Draco glared at him. "Don't get too cocky, Harry."

Amanta nodded helplessly: "Don't worry, I will definitely contact you."

Lucius also nodded his cane, signaling that it was time for Draco to go.

Narcissa looked at their reluctant expressions and said, "You are also welcome to come to Malfoy Manor when you are free during the summer vacation."

"We will, ma'am," Amanta responded.

Draco took one last look at them, seeming a little reluctant, but finally left with his parents.

Amanta watched their backs and felt a little heavy-hearted.

This semester has been too eventful.

But fortunately, they are still together.

They are the Slytherin iron triangle and are inseparable.

After seeing Draco off, Amanta stood on the platform and let out a breath.

Next up, it's Harry.

They walked through the wall, chatting and laughing, and left Platform 9 3/4.

King's Cross Station was bustling with people, and the sounds of cars and people filled my ears.

It was a hot summer day, but Amanta's mood unconsciously cooled down.

Not far away, an old car was parked there. Uncle Vernon was standing beside it, with his arms folded across his chest, his face gloomy, and he was mumbling something in his mouth.

Harry took a look from a distance and smiled awkwardly and helplessly: "You see, my summer vacation life has started to go badly."

Amanta patted him on the shoulder: "Good luck."

Harry shrugged, put the owl's cage in the trunk, and struggled to lift the box up.

Uncle Vernon stood aside and urged: "Hurry up, Potter, I don't want to waste time waiting for you here."

He glanced at Amanta critically, his eyes full of dissatisfaction.

However, perhaps out of fear of magic and weirdos, he didn't dare to say anything in the end. He moved his lips and then closed them again.

Harry rolled his eyes at him, then turned back to look at Amanta with a reluctant expression.

"Be sure to write letters during the summer vacation," he reminded me, his tone just like an old mother.

Amanta nodded amusedly: "Of course."

Harry hesitated, then added: "If Draco annoys you, tell me and I'll have Luna send you some 'special little gifts'."

"Like?" Amanta raised an eyebrow.

Harry lowered his voice and said, "For example, magic bubble gum that can make people grow pink feathers all over their body."

Amanta laughed: "Draco will kill us."

Uncle Vernon honked the horn impatiently in the car. Harry sighed helplessly, "Then I'm leaving."

He waved at her and got in the car.