Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 129 I can’t let her be like me!

Warning Lupin about betraying Dumbledore's trust, presumably because,

Lupin ran out of the castle on a full moon night without drinking the wolfsbane potion.

That was why he clutched the wolfsbane potion that he carried carefully in his arms.

If he hadn't been damaged by Harry's attack, perhaps he could have prevented Lupin from turning into a werewolf tonight.

As for that hatred and revenge.

Although Draco didn't fully understand, he could vaguely feel that this was certainly not just some campus prank.

During the Guardianship class, when Severus mentioned,

When Lupin, Black and Pettigrew were all about to receive the Dementor's Kiss,

I always feel that behind that pure malice, there is a deep pain hidden.

It was as if they had caused Severus to lose the most precious person or thing in his life.

I can't bear to part with this man who has taken good care of me since I was a child.

He also felt unfair that Black and Lupin underestimated Severus.

It was inevitable that he would feel unhappy about Harry's recklessness, arbitrary decision-making, and his natural tendency to blame Severus.

But for some reason, I just didn't want to see Harry discover,

It was the self-blame he might have felt after his impulsiveness messed up everything.

He had long been aware that his silence meant he would have to bear Harry's prejudice against Severus.

But I didn't expect that this would cause me to be misunderstood.

But, compared to seeing Harry suffer, maybe this is better?

Although I'm not sure where this irrational idea came from.

Amidst the entanglement and grievance, I kept reminding myself in my heart.

My mother once said that a lady from a noble family should not only have her own secrets, but also be able to handle her emotions gracefully.

I didn't notice that my tears had already stained my lapel, I just felt my vision gradually becoming blurry.

Until I realized that, while my thoughts were racing, Severus' back was already right in front of me.

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"Draco?"

Looking at the muddy hem of Draco's robe, he felt reluctant and surprised to see the girl crying in the moonlight.

Without further questioning, Snape narrowed his eyes and looked directly into Draco's eyes, which were still filled with tears.

I understood everything in an instant.

Contains Draco's emotions, as well as her, Harry and Hermione's plans.

The situation is urgent, but there is still a little time left for emotions.

It’s okay for me.

Being misunderstood in this life is just a little torment in the process of atonement.

But seeing that his, Lucius and Narcissa's beloved daughter was the only one suffering from injustice, he felt furious.

At this moment, he found that he still hated Potter very much, both father and son.

Why is it that behind those gentle eyes is such a damn ignorant and arrogant temper?

Without saying a word, he hugged Draco and patted her shoulder gently, as if the tacit understanding between family members no longer needed further explanation.

He waved his wand and led the four unconscious people towards the castle.

After giving her the secret code for Draco's clearance, he asked her to go to his office to rest first, and then return to the dormitory after she had dressed up.

"Draco, the first rule of Slytherin is always self-preservation."

"Don't make yourself feel bad for anyone."

Before separation, he whispered.

Draco nodded wordlessly, tears still on his face.

But Snape was told by Legilimency that if the same situation happened again, she would rather get hurt herself.

He gritted his teeth as he closed the cellar door.

At least, she can't become another person.

-

In the headmaster's office in the early hours of the morning, Dumbledore couldn't stop smiling.

"I'm sorry you lost your Order of Merlin, Severus."

"You think I care about stupid stuff like that?"

"No? You acted like you were mad about it in the ward."

"You. Asked. Me. To. Do. This."

He gnashed his teeth. Compared to throwing away the meaningless medal, the performance just now was even more unpleasant.

"Really? I just happened to wink at you, that's all."

"You know, older people tend to have sore eyes."

"If you dig out your eyes, you won't have to worry about this problem forever."

"I'd be happy to help you right now."

"But it's inconvenient not to be able to blink, Severus."

"Like, if you winked at Remus, he would have known you meant no harm."

Dumbledore smiled, obviously not really thinking that.

"You seem to have forgotten that Wormtail was also there."

"As long as there is even a slight chance that the Dark Lord will rise again..."

"You just can't take any chances of being exposed."

The eyes behind the half-moon glasses finally regained their sharpness.

"You did well, Severus. I am grateful to you."

"It was a brilliant decision to secretly help Wormtail when the situation got out of control."

"I'm… not sure that's the right choice."

"If Voldemort has already found a way to restore his physical body, it is only a matter of time before he returns."

"Maybe a Death Eater will come forward to help, or he can persuade someone else to help him."

Dumbledore patted the drawer in which Riddle's diary was kept.

The old man's confident look calmed the black-haired man.

Snape looked at the lens that flashed with light and spoke slowly.

“Rather than adding to these uncertainties…”

"It would be better to give him a servant who owes us a favor and is also targeted by us, right?"

Dumbledore smiled again at Snape's response.

"Perhaps one day you would be well suited to be the Headmaster of Hogwarts, Severus."

Snape rolled his eyes, stood up, and prepared to leave.

"Severus."

The old man's calm voice came, causing the departing figure to stop in his tracks.

Snape understood that this was a rare time when he expressed his true feelings in his voice.

"You made a noble decision tonight."

"I'm glad you didn't choose revenge."

Snape was stunned for a moment, reached out to grasp the door handle, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke.

"I don't expect to change your mind."

"But, ever since that night thirteen years ago, I have always believed in you, Dumbledore."

-

After the full moon night, the semester ended quickly.

Aside from the shocking resignation of Professor Lupin, it was a relatively normal school year for most students.

So did Draco.

Apart from a belated birthday card altered with ink smudges, there had been no news from Harry.

She still cared a little, and therefore was unwilling to interpret the message on the birthday card.

If you really want to say something, can't you say it in person?

After that, Draco's life was dominated by preparing for Pansy and Daphne's Midshipman Ball.

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