Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

"who is it?"

Julius chewed over these words, then chuckled, looking quite relaxed.

"I don't understand you, Amanta."

Amanta narrowed her eyes slightly, observing the calmness in his expression.

Would Voldemort's Horcruxes want to destroy Voldemort?

Yes, that sounds ridiculous.

If Julius is truly a part of Voldemort, shouldn't his goal be to help the Dark Lord return once and for all?

Why did he emphasize "destroying" Voldemort?

How could Voldemort destroy himself?

Amanta lowered her eyelashes, her mind was in turmoil, but her face remained calm.

"Maybe I think too much."

Julius smiled softly, with a dark look in his eyes: "Smart people often think too much."

"But if you really want to know who I am, why not... find the answer yourself."

This speaks volumes.

Draco frowned and glared at him angrily.

"Don't be so mysterious. If you really have no problem, stop saying these ambiguous words."

Harry couldn't help but complain, "Yeah, just say it straight. It's giving me a headache if you keep beating around the bush."

Amanta looked at Julius. He was still taking his time. The smile on his face seemed to carry a kind of certainty of victory, which made her a little unhappy.

She always felt that she was the one being tempted.

Suddenly a faint voice came from upstairs -

"Draco...?"

Draco turned his head sharply, surprise suddenly flooding in his heart, and he walked quickly towards the room: "Mother!"

Amanta and Harry followed immediately.

Narcissa leaned against the head of the bed. Although her face was still a little pale, she looked much better than yesterday.

She looked at the people who gathered around her and smiled gently.

"You...are all okay?"

Draco held her hand, his tone unable to hide his excitement: "It's okay, we are fine, how do you feel?"

Narcissa nodded slightly and looked at the children in front of her. Her eyes stayed softly on Amanta and Harry for a moment, then moved to Julius.

"Julius, please allow me to express my deepest gratitude."

Julius smiled lightly and replied elegantly, "Madam, you are too kind. It's just a small favor."

Narcissa looked at him for a long time, and then she suddenly asked, "What are your plans next?"

This sentence made Amanta, Draco and Harry look at Julius involuntarily.

Julius raised his eyebrows slightly, seeming a little surprised by the question.

But he quickly regained his usual calmness: "I haven't thought about it yet. My parents have already set off for Northern Europe. Before Hogwarts starts, I might just find a place to stay for a few days."

After hearing this, Narcissa nodded slightly and suddenly said, "If you are willing, why not stay at Malfoy Manor for a few days."

As soon as these words came out, the air was silent for a few seconds.

Draco turned his head sharply, his face full of shock: "Mother?!"

Harry also looked at them in shock.

Amanta's eyes flickered between Julius and Narcissa.

I guess Narcissa was just returning the favor.

Julius was visibly stunned for a moment, then he smiled: "Oh? This is a rare invitation. Please tolerate my interruption."

Draco came back to his senses, his face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot: "How could you invite him?!"

Narcissa looked at Draco tenderly. "Julius helped us, and the Malfoys are always grateful. Besides, your father will certainly welcome it."

Draco's face became even gloomier, and he gritted his teeth and whispered, "Father is the family that welcomes him, not him!"

Harry shrugged as if watching a play, muttering quietly: "Oh, that's a very difficult situation for someone..."

Amanta looked calm, but she was secretly thinking about how to deal with the next few days.

Julius watched this delicate confrontation leisurely until Narcissa spoke again: "Draco."

She called out softly, and Draco instantly lost his temper. He lowered his head and gritted his teeth, and finally said in a muffled voice, "...It's up to you."

Julius smiled with an ambiguous tone and said, "In that case, I will respectfully obey your command."

Draco wanted to roll his eyes on the spot, snorted coldly, turned his head and ignored him.

Harry snickered on the side, poked Amanta's arm, and muttered under his breath: "Look at Draco's face, he's almost mad."

Amanta smiled and said nothing more.

Narcissa rested for a long time and finally recovered some of her strength. She walked out of the tent accompanied by four people.

There was no longer the chaos and anxiety of last night outside. The sunlight shone through the morning mist onto the camping ground full of tilted tents, but the tent they had just walked out of was intact.

Julius stood at the door of the tent, holding his wand and waving it gently.

The low-key yet gorgeous tent immediately shrank into an object the size of a button, and he put it in his pocket.

Amanta took in the scene.

Julius's spellcasting process was always smoother than that of an ordinary wizard, and even had a sense of...ancient magic.

Draco crossed his arms and stared at him with mixed feelings.

"You didn't secretly use some dark magic to protect your tent last night, did you? Otherwise, why did all the tents suffer damage, but yours was intact?"

Julius curled his lips slightly and said casually: "Perhaps it's just that the defensive magic I cast is more advanced than yours."

"Oh, really?" Draco snorted coldly, obviously not believing it, and turned his head away and stopped talking.

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard in the distance, and then Lucius Malfoy hurriedly appeared in front of them.

His pace was much faster than usual, and he was obviously very anxious.

Seeing Narcissa standing outside the tent unharmed, his expression finally eased a little.

"Sissi," he walked quickly forward and held Narcissa's arm, "Are you okay?"

Narcissa smiled faintly and said softly, "I'm fine. I just got scared yesterday and made you worried."

Lucius took a deep breath, then turned his gaze to Amanta, Harry and Julius, with a serious expression: "Thank you for your help last night. If it weren't for you, Sissi might have..."

"Uncle Lucius, you're welcome. Aunt Narcissa has always been very kind to us, and we will certainly do our best to take care of her." Amanta said without hesitation.

Lucius glanced at her with a hint of approval, and then his eyes fell on Julius: "Julius Hoffman, your tent... seems to be undamaged."

Julius smiled calmly, bowed slightly, and spoke in a calm tone.

"Yes, it's good luck, nothing to be surprised about."

Lucius glanced at him sharply, as if trying to find some clues from his face, but Julius always had an elegant smile on his face, unperturbed.

Amanta glanced over and clearly saw a hint of subtle temptation between the two.

In the end, Lucius did not continue the topic. Instead, he adjusted his expression and restored his usual elegance and dignity: "Well, we should go back. The Thestral carriage is ready, let's go."

Everyone nodded and followed Lucius to the outskirts of the camp.

The Thestral carriage stopped at the edge of the woods.

Draco took the lead in helping Narcissa into the carriage, followed closely by Lucius. Amanta and Harry looked at each other and followed in.

Julius waited at the end and got into the car slowly, still looking very relaxed.

The carriage was cast with a traceless stretching spell, making it very spacious. The large leather sofa was soft and comfortable, and the shock-absorbing spell made the entire carriage stable and would not shake due to the bumps of the carriage.

Ye Qi spread his wings and flew up. Everyone was silent for a while, and the atmosphere was a little depressing.

In the end, it was Harry who broke the silence first: "Well...are we going straight back to Malfoy Manor?"

Lucius nodded, "Yes, the manor has already arranged a room. Julius, since you and Xiaolong start school together, just stay here for the next few days."

Draco turned his head sharply and stared at his father in disbelief: "Wait, what?! You also agreed to let him live in our house?!"

Narcissa turned her head and looked at Lucius.

After exchanging glances for a moment, both of them understood each other clearly.

Lucius glanced at him calmly: "It was Sissi who invited me."

"Mother?!" Draco's face changed, and he looked at Narcissa in disbelief, even with a look of grievance. "I thought you were just saying it casually. As for the future... you will arrange another mansion for him."

Narcissa looked at him tenderly and said softly, "Draco, Julius helped us just yesterday. Since he has nowhere to go in England, inviting him to stay for a few days is a basic requirement of etiquette. Besides, aren't you friends?"

Draco opened his mouth, but felt his protest was strangled in the cradle. He could only glare at Julius through gritted teeth.

"Why did you come as soon as I invited you? You are so shameless."

Julius looked innocent and shrugged, "Looks like I'm an uninvited guest?"

Harry snickered and patted Draco on the shoulder in a serious manner: "Just accept your fate, Draco. Your family runs a hotel."

Draco glared at him.

Narcissa smiled helplessly and said, "Xiaolong, can I ask you why you are so repulsive to Julius?"

"Because..." Draco rolled his eyes upwards, as if he had thought of something, and his face suddenly turned red. "Nothing, I just don't like him."

"Pfft, you just eat..."

Harry realized that he almost let something slip, and quickly covered his mouth, his face turning red from trying to hold back his laughter.

"Don't think I don't know that you secretly stayed up late last night and stared at Julius' door, trying to see if he would suddenly jump out."

When everyone heard this, they all looked at Draco and indeed noticed that there were dark circles under his eyes, obviously from staying up all night.

"...You!" Draco couldn't bear it anymore, so he picked up the pillow on the sofa and threw it at him.

"Harry, don't even think about living! Just wait for me! I'll show you how I'm going to deal with you in the next few days!"

Harry begged for mercy and threw the pillow at Draco with a wicked grin.

"Oh! What a scary young master of the Malfoy family! I'm so scared~"