Forget

Pansy sat awkwardly on the sofa in the middle of the living room.She looked much haggard.Life was not easy for her after the war.The Parkinsons chose neutrality during the war, but that did not bring stability.As the war intensified, there was less and less room for neutrals. The Parkinson family had to change their residences frequently, and most of their property was lost in the upheaval.Finally, after the war, the neutral Parkinson was investigated as a pure-blood family, and was almost forced to donate all the remaining property.The pure-blood family that lost their status and property went to another extreme overnight, and even maintaining their daily livelihood became a big problem.

Seeing how the once mighty young lady had fallen to such a state, Harry couldn't help but sigh a little.At the same time, he had to admit that one of Draco's assumptions had come true.

——This guy is really scary when it comes to predicting bad things.

Harry thought sourly.

——This is not a good thing.

After reading the report, Pan Xi gently put the sample magazine back on the coffee table.She looked around for a week and almost immediately guessed the purpose of her trip.She is not nervous anymore.The one being asked doesn't need to be nervous, does it?But she bit her lip and asked, "Why do you let me watch this?"

"This report can't be published. Pansy," unexpectedly, Harry didn't mean to hide anything, but went straight to the point. "I need your help."

"I don't think there's anything I can do to help you." Pansy shook her head.She quickly estimated the situation and judged the pros and cons for herself. "I don't think I have any reason to help you either."

Ron was a little impatient and almost retorted, but Harry stopped him.

"You have. Pansy, if I remember correctly, your aunt's case is going to trial next month, right? Ms. Parkinson's suspected funding of the Death Eaters is a big or small case. You want , if there is a certificate from me, what will happen?" Harry said slowly.He saw Pan Xi clenched his teeth, and his eyes sank a little.So he knew he was right. Harry smiled. "In addition, I will pay you a considerable amount of remuneration. Although it is not as good as your family's original financial resources, there is no problem in improving your living conditions."

Pansy gritted her teeth tightly.Her two hands were twisted together, as if trying to crush something.She knew she should agree, Harry's offer was exactly what she needed most, but she just didn't want to let go.why?For that poor and ridiculous self-esteem?The person she looked down on before stood on top of her head and strangled her dead point, but she was actually moved by those conditions.She suddenly realized that she had really fallen to the point where she could be bought by money, and a strong sense of humiliation came to her heart instantly, and she wanted to escape.

"Of course, these are just some added benefits, not the real reason for me to ask you for help." Harry observed Pansy quietly, and suddenly spoke.He saw Pansy's embarrassment, and he thought it was a good thing.When a person still retains a sense of shame, then he must also be a reliable person.

Hearing his words, Pansy looked up in confusion, waiting for the next sentence.

"Something in this report is true. I did save Draco. He's upstairs now," Harry said calmly. "If you are willing to help me, then you are helping him."

Pansy froze.This is something she didn't expect.She couldn't help but look up towards the second floor, but her memory flew back to when she was still in school.

At that time, she thought her life would be like all the seniors in the family, going to school, graduating, taking exams, finding a decent job, and getting married.Plain but stable.She will meet some classmates with similar background and status at school. They will have common topics, and they will get together occasionally after graduation. They may not be very familiar with each other, but they are useful and stable.

Later, everything changed drastically.The originally planned life track was broken, and her classmates lost contact one by one during the war.They are all excellent Slytherins, they accurately calculated their own interests, decided on their own paths, and then rushed to make their own choices.She thought she would never see them again, each of them abandoned by the other.

But now, the Gryffindor she once hated said that Dracomalfoy was right here, upstairs.

Pansy felt herself speechless: "Can I... can I see him?"

"Of course." Harry made a gesture of invitation, and Qiu standing beside him quickly stood up.

"I'll take you there," Qiu said. "It's just that his current situation is not very clear, and the visiting time should not be too long."

Cho led Pansy upstairs. Harry didn't move, he just sat quietly.

Hermione on the side hesitated to speak, and finally sighed. Harry turned his head to look at her, a little amused: "You think I shouldn't tell Pansy about her aunt?"

"Is it hard to guess? Harry, you should know that what you're doing is undermining justice." Hermione rubbed her forehead. "You're not the kind of person who breaks your word, and that's what I'm most worried about. Harry, I don't want you to become that kind of person who does anything unscrupulous."

"Thank you, Hermione." Harry smiled. "But you don't have to worry. I handled the case at the time, and I know the inside story well. Ms. Parkinson's guilt is not serious. If the trial is really carried out according to the statute, the result will be obvious. But Pencey will be so excited, that is to say , the person who wants to undermine judicial justice is not me, I am afraid it is someone else."

"You mean..." Hermione frowned, and immediately slapped her palm on the table. "I said earlier that the Ministry of Magic needs to be restructured! Those old guys just won't listen!"

"Honey, you always remind me of Professor McGonagall." Ron interjected without fear of death, and it really got a domestic violence.He grinned and continued. "You still called them old-timers last time. Isn't it impolite to change them to old guys so soon?"

"This time I'm on Ron's side." Harry immediately stated his position. "Honestly, Hermione, I think with your talent, it's impossible to just be the chief secretary for the rest of your life. You should go further. But Ron is right, maybe you can also pay Pansy a sum of money , ask her to be your personal trainer, to teach you how to get along in the Ministry of Magic?"

"You said..." Hermione was a little out of breath, but it took her less than a second to calm down.After thinking about it carefully, he nodded and changed his mind. "...there seems to be a little truth in that."

"Which part? Which part makes sense? Are you really going to hire Pansy as a personal trainer?" Ron jumped up. "I heard that some private trainers live at home! You won't let Pansy live in our house too?!"

"It's so annoying!" Hermione picked up a pillow and threw him on it.

Harry made a silent gesture to the two of them, and the two quickly returned to normal.On the other side, Qiu and Pan Xi had already come down from upstairs.

"I didn't lie to you, did I?" Harry took a glass of water and placed it in front of Pansy who had already sat back on the sofa.Qiu stood on the back of the sofa, and nodded slightly to Harry. "You can also see that his condition is not good now. As his friend, I think you also hope that he can get better as soon as possible, right?"

Pansy didn't speak.She bowed her head and remained silent.

Harry didn't rush her either, but just waited quietly.

After a long time, Pan Xi finally said, "Do you think... do I seem to be the kind of person who is easy to soften?"

Harry didn't answer, continuing to look at her.

Pan Xi let out a long sigh: "I am not. But today, how many people still believe that there are things in this world that will never change?"