The Charles Becomes a Wizard

After that day, Harry stayed with others as he had promised, trying to avoid the possibility of being alone.

Life at Hogwarts returned to its usual calm, like the last calm before the storm.

Time passed by little by little, and the day of the third game of the Triwizard Tournament was gradually approaching.

The warriors from the three schools practiced various spells hard in the hope of winning the championship in the final competition.

By the black lake.

Draco was walking along the Black Lake when he saw the Gryffindor trio coming towards him. He couldn't help but curse them. When he was about to pass by them, he was stopped by Harry.

Draco rolled his eyes silently, crossed his arms over his chest, and turned to look at Harry: "Scarhead, what do you want from me?"

Not only Draco didn't understand why Harry suddenly called him, but even Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger were also confused.

In fact, Harry has been thinking about what Sirius said to him that day these days. The sentence "Malfoy is still a real Death Eater. Didn't he survive after the fall of Voldemort?" has been echoing in his mind.

From that day on, every time he saw the arrogant Draco, he would always feel a little dissatisfied.

Why?

Why are people who do all kinds of bad things not punished and can still get away with it?

You were clearly on the victorious side back then, but not only did you lose your parents when you were young, you also lost everything and still have to worry about it?

This is not fair.

As a Death Eater, Lucius Malfoy should be imprisoned in Azkaban!

The approaching match date and the interference of various external factors made Harry's nerves increasingly tense, and he started to get stuck in a dead end for unknown reasons.

The resentment and anger that have accumulated during this period of time are about to reach a critical point.

But after stopping the person, Harry didn't know what to say.

Seeing that Harry just kept looking at him with that complicated look, Draco frowned unconsciously and said in a mocking tone: "What? Did the great Potter's tongue get taken away by a cat?"

"Or is it that Mr. Potter is very sure that he can win the championship trophy?" Draco snorted coldly, "No wonder, just like the last game, with Mr. Dumbledore here, why would you need to practice any spells?"

"The great Mr. Potter, as long as you show your "kind" and "good" qualities a little, the championship trophy will naturally be yours."

Crabbe and Goyle, who were standing on Draco's left and right, laughed in unison.

Seeing that Draco was getting more and more outrageous, Hermione Granger retorted loudly: "Harry won the game with his own ability!"

"Oh?" Draco raised his eyebrows when he heard that, and started to sow discord: "It seems that your dear friends have not told you anything."

"What?" Hermione Granger was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "What do you mean?"

"Is this the right attitude to have when asking someone a question?" Draco drawled.

"But I'm in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you."

"How do you think Mr. Potter was able to stay in the water for an hour?"

"With his own poor magic?"

"Oh, stop joking, Miss Granger. You are a smart person. Think about it. With your current strength, can you stay underwater for an hour without any external force?"

Hermione Granger understood the hidden meaning in Draco's words, and her pupils shrank unconsciously: "Harry, you..."

Did you win the game by cheating?

For Hermione Granger, cheating is absolutely intolerable.

This was really strange. She could break school rules and steal potion ingredients from Professor Snape's collection room to help Harry make Polyjuice Potion, but she couldn't accept her friend cheating.

"It's just an auxiliary potion. There's no need to make such a fuss, right?" Ron Weasley curled his lips and muttered indifferently.

"Assistive potions?" Hermione Granger was almost amused by Ron Weasley's ignorance and fearlessness. "Harry, the Triwizard Tournament is a test of your own strength in an almost cruel way. If others find out that you used potions, all your scores will be cancelled."

"Who would spread such a thing around..." Ron Weasley said halfway through his words as he looked at the three Slytherins standing beside him.

These insidious and cunning snakes...

"Oh, don't worry, Potter, I won't tell anyone about this." To everyone's surprise, Draco spread his hands casually.

"At least I won't tell anyone now," he said with a malicious smile on his face. "I really enjoyed your performance. Believe me, you will be safe until the end of the third act."

Draco made no effort to conceal the contempt in his words, as if the victory that Harry was desperately trying to achieve was just a performance to entertain him.

Draco's playful look finally ignited Harry's anger. He suddenly drew out his wand and said to Draco: "You vicious and despicable guy, you should go to Azkaban with your Death Eater father!"

Draco's eyes turned cold, and then he smiled again when he thought of Harry's inexplicable attention to him recently: "I thought you had something important to do today, but it turns out you were just unwilling to give up?"

"It must be very painful for you to see me living so happily, right?"

Harry's wand trembled when his thoughts were touched, and Draco, who sensitively noticed this, confirmed his guess.

"Your father hurt so many people back then. Don't you feel ashamed and embarrassed for that?"

"Mr. Potter! Are you slandering my father?" Draco narrowed his eyes and looked at Harry. Although he had no weapon in his hand, his aura seemed stronger than Harry who was holding the wand.

"you......"

"How did Harry slander me? He is telling the truth!" Ron Weasley shouted, "Your father is a Death Eater!"

"Oh?" Draco glanced at Ron Weasley. "Do you have any evidence?"

"......" Ron Weasley choked and continued confidently: "Why do we need evidence? This is a fact that everyone knows!"

"Without evidence it's slander." Draco concluded succinctly, "I hope the Weasleys still have enough Galleons to pay compensation."