Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

Amanta felt like he had missed the point.

Did Draco think that by praising Theodore she was secretly denying his achievements?

"Well... I certainly think you are the most talented student in Potions class, but it is obviously too heavy for you to take on the task of our SO team alone... If you know him, you can try to ask him when you have time, okay?"

Draco seemed to be struggling with his conscience for a while.

After a long time, he sighed softly.

"Since it's your request, then... okay."

……

Even when it was Draco's request, Theodore politely sent an owl to refuse him after considering it for a few days.

"I'm sorry that I made this decision... I don't want to get involved in too many turmoil while I'm studying at Hogwarts, and as you know, my father is an extremely loyal Death Eater. If I join the small group of Merlin and Potter who openly oppose the Dark Lord, the consequences may be serious."

When Amanta learned of his reply, she simply shrugged.

"It seems that before our SO team really shows some achievements, rejection will be the norm - we can't expect everyone to look at us as impartially and sincerely as Cedric does."

……

September and October passed quietly in classes and homework day after day. In addition, there were secret SO group duels every Wednesday and Quidditch training every Thursday.

When Amanda realized that she had been in Hogwarts for more than two months, she was no longer able to express her surprise.

Hogwarts felt more like home to her every day.

The students at Hogwarts were not as surprised as they were at first that their Potions Professor had started washing his hair.

The only change might be that Snape had somehow made it onto the Hogwarts Dream Lover Ranking - a kind of ranking where students privately voted, and he seemed to be at the top.

During these weeks, their SO group also learned some simple counter-spells.

In addition to the disarming spell they practiced for the first time, they have already learned the armor spell, the stunning spell, and the leg-locking spell. At the same time, as their senior, Cedric also taught them a lot in herbology and other aspects.

Cedric expressed his feelings about this many times.

According to him, many students who have been in Hogwarts for a long time have not yet mastered these spells.

Judging from the current results, actual combat is indeed one of the fastest ways to improve your spell-using skills.

There was another thing that made her laugh and cry.

After she and Draco repeatedly jumped back and forth in the gray area of ​​dueling rules, Harry gradually learned this method.

Once, Harry took advantage of Draco's unpreparedness, turned around and made a feint towards him, then quickly cast a leg-locking spell to freeze Draco in place.

They found that the previous tricks were no longer so effective against Harry.

But honest Cedric still abides by the rules, but he also respects their behavior.

In his words, "Although... I won't do this, I'm not against your behavior. After all, in actual combat, those dark wizards won't leave you any chances, right? Secondly, I can also learn a lot from your fighting style."

Halloween is getting closer.

Amanta's heart gradually began to feel a little uneasy.

The seemingly peaceful days since the day we left the Forbidden Forest are probably coming to an end.

I wonder what Professor Quirrell will do on Halloween night... Will he quickly take Voldemort to find the Philosopher's Stone? Or will he choose to mess up the campus and then secretly explore the location of the Philosopher's Stone?

But no matter what, she didn't think Quirrell would miss this great opportunity.

Whatever you fear, it will come faster.

On the morning of Halloween Eve, when Amanta left the dungeon early in the morning, she smelled the sweet scent of roasted pumpkin wafting through the corridors.

Almost half of this morning's breakfast was related to pumpkin. In addition, the table was filled with various Halloween decorations.

But Amanta had no intention of tasting today's delicious food. She lowered her head and casually sipped a few spoonfuls of pumpkin porridge, then frowned and began to review in her mind the twenty ways to deal with trolls, as well as some spells to deal with unexpected situations.

Harry was quite amused by this.

"Look at that pumpkin? It's so delicately carved. Today's pumpkin pie is amazing. I heard there will be a Halloween party tonight. What do you think will happen tonight? I can't help but start looking forward to it."

Harry gushed over it, grabbing every dish he could see and filling the plate in front of him.

He also kindly asked Amanta and Draco if they wanted to eat every time.

After being rejected several times, Harry gave up persuading and shook his head angrily.

"What a pity... Such delicious food can only be enjoyed by me alone."

"..." Draco sighed, "So you can enjoy our share as well."

"That's a good idea."

Harry nodded eagerly and aimed at his next target.

Amanta still had a serious expression on her face. She hardly listened to their conversation and felt a little irritated.

The situation of having to face some unknown threats today put her under a lot of pressure.

In particular, she was thinking about whether she should take the risk herself today, or take Draco and Harry with her.

Although choosing to protect yourself today may temporarily keep you safe.

But if Voldemort gets the Philosopher's Stone, he might regret his decision today every day in the future - and fundamentally lose the opportunity to protect himself in the future.

"Amanta, you seem to be worried today?"

Draco asked in a low voice.

"Uh." Amanta quickly pulled herself out of her thoughts, "Maybe I've been under too much pressure from studying lately."

She made up an excuse.

After all, we couldn't tell them that Quirrell or even Voldemort would choose to take action tonight, could we?

Draco looked at her with slight concern.

"I know you work hard all the time, but you need to relax once in a while. How about this weekend...we and Harry go out and relax?"

"Hmm? We can still go out and relax?"

Draco's words surprised her.

"Ahem." A faint blush appeared on Draco's face. "Actually, my father told me in the last letter he sent me. He said that our life in school might be a little boring - so as a school director, he specially applied for an opportunity for us to go to Hogsmeade village once a month, provided that we are accompanied by a professor."