Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

"Well... although I think your flying skills are definitely inferior to mine, I believe that even a fool like Neville can fly."

Amanta sat on the dark green velvet sofa in the common room, resting her chin on her hand and listening to Draco talk.

I really don't know what expression Draco will have on his face when he finds out that Harry is also a flying genius during flying class on Thursday.

I'm afraid the flavor variety is even more exciting than that of Bibibi Every Flavour Beans.

Although the Slytherin Quidditch team will not make any special admissions to first-year students at this time, given their superb skills.

They would probably be able to play Quidditch together in their second year.

She remembered that in the original plot, Draco was able to join the Slytherin Quidditch team in his second year by sponsoring each member of the team a Nimbus 2001, but Draco himself had a good talent for flying.

Sometimes it is hard to imagine that Draco, who always likes to stir up trouble and cause trouble for the three protagonists in the original plot, is actually a serious student, a person who values ​​friendship and is responsible in her eyes.

Thinking back to the original plot, Draco was also a Slytherin prefect. Well, he was good at Quidditch, had excellent grades in Potions and was admitted to the Potions Advanced Class. His overall grades were second only to Hermione, and he was always surrounded by a large group of friends.

Maybe this is why... it's unfair to always view Harry from the perspective of his archenemy.

I have to admit that, at least objectively speaking, Draco is a very good student.

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Maybe it was a psychological effect, but Amanta always felt that the students from other colleges had treated them better since they received Lucius's gift that morning.

At least there wasn't the low-pitched curses and insults following them like when they came back from the Forbidden Forest on Saturday. When they turned into the corridor, they often saw many people spitting angrily at their backs.

Presumably the attitude of Draco and his family proved one thing - Draco was definitely not harmed by her and Harry.

I don't know if it's because Hufflepuff students are too honest and upright, or if they were influenced by Cedric.

Anyway, one morning when they were going to class, a Hufflepuff boy ran up to them with a red face, rushed in front of the three of them, bowed vigorously, and shouted, "I'm sorry!"

Before they even had time to get a good look at his features, he hurried away down the other side of the corridor.

Another day at noon while having lunch in the Great Hall, Lavender Brown trotted all the way to the Slytherin table to ask Amanta something.

"Um... Merlin, we have something to ask you. I think it's better to hear it from you in person. What did you encounter in the Forbidden Forest that day? What happened to Malfoy that day?"

She looked a little nervous, and looked back from time to time at the Parvati sisters and several other students whose names Amanta could not remember.

Sister Parvati quickly made a gesture of encouragement to her.

"Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students are very interested in this matter, uh... but they don't dare to come."

"Professor Snape didn't allow us to tell anyone about this. Draco was injured... It was a terrible conspiracy of a dark wizard. We escaped death. Other than that, there are some things I can tell you."

Amanta moved closer to her, and Lavender subconsciously took a quick step back.

"Come here."

Amanta hooked her finger.

Lavender looked hesitantly at the Gryffindor people again, and finally chose to come over.

"Tell them to be careful of Professor Quirrell, but... don't tell anyone about it."

Amanta whispered very quietly in her ear.

"Professor Quirrell?"

Lavender couldn't help swallowing.

"Well, you know...he's more than just suspicious, but we don't have any evidence, and neither do the professors."

Lavender glanced furtively at Professor Quirrell, who was eating in the faculty table, but Amanta blocked her view with her hand.

"Don't look at it, you will attract his attention. This matter must not be made public, and you can't say that I said it. But you have to be careful of him, understand?"

She emphasized the words 'be careful with him'.

Lavender nodded solemnly.

"Thank you, Merlin. I'll remind everyone."

Amanta once again reminded her not to make her words known to anyone and to do it in secret.

"I see. And..." Lavender was a little tangled. "Although we Gryffindors don't like Malfoy very much, considering that he has suffered harm from dark wizards, please express our condolences to him on our behalf."

She glanced at Draco with some conflicted sympathy.

"Okay, I will, thank you," Amanta replied.

After drinking Snape's potions for a few days, as well as the various potions and tonics that Lucius sent him, Draco seemed to have basically recovered.

After Lavender left, Harry took a bite of the mince pie and asked in confusion, "Amanta, didn't Snape forbid us to say these things?"

"Well, I didn't say anything. I just secretly told them to be careful of Professor Quirrell."

Amanta shrugged.

Harry was still a little confused: "But don't we have no evidence to identify Professor Quirrell?"

"So we are the makers of rumors, and this is not groundless."

Amanta smiled mysteriously.

From the corner of her eye, she saw Lavender jogging back to Gryffindor and whispering something seriously into the ears of the Parvati sisters, and then their faces changed very quickly.

There was confusion, doubt and fear on their faces, and then they couldn't help but whisper to the classmates around them.

"This way... Professor Quirrell will attract the attention of most students. I guarantee that someone will follow him for us, and it will be more difficult for him to get away and do something."

Draco dipped his hand into the pea sauce and agreed, "After all, we have a lot of other things to do, and our godfather is very busy. He can't always keep an eye on Professor Quirrell."

Harry nodded, but then remembered something.

"But... he can take action at night when everyone is asleep."

"That's the only trouble, but the Godfather seems to be in charge of some of the night watch activities, so we can rest assured." Draco said.

Amanta pressed the Sage's Ring and checked the textbooks and parchment she would bring in the afternoon.

"After we return from the Forbidden Forest, the professors will surely be on high alert recently. We don't have to worry about anything for now."

In the next period of time, they should finally be able to enjoy some peace.

But on the night of the Halloween party, I'm afraid Quirrell will still do something.

After all, everyone was preparing to attend the evening banquet that day, and no one would keep a close eye on Professor Quirrell. Even Filch would choose not to go to the banquet but wander around the castle.

This was the day when Hogwarts' defenses were the most relaxed, and it was also the best time for Quirrell to take action.