HP makes a qualified villain

Chapter 145 Chapter 145



Chapter 145 Chapter 145

Things are always in the hands of fate.

Three days later Rabastan came back with several of his attendants, but I couldn't see Will.

I didn't take the initiative to inquire about Will's situation. I didn't want to know, and I didn't want to accept it. I knew in my heart that Will really couldn't come back.

The whole of Hogwarts also fell into an indescribable atmosphere because of my sadness.

I can often see several students gathered in the corridor and in the stairwell, talking about me.

Occasionally, a junior who accidentally bumped into me while running ran away trembling.

In class, the teachers will not call my name anymore, they leave all the times of answering questions to Draco.

The Department of News was reporting the death of Will Deke in the academy, and they took the opportunity to ridicule Voldemort's tyrannical dictatorship and the disgusting hypocrisy of his lackeys.

The lackeys meant Snape, of course, watching over the school's Death Eaters and the two Heads of Student Council.

Snape did not organize these radical publicity by the news department, and naturally Draco would not deliberately intervene, and I, who was immersed in the grief of losing a friend, of course did not care.

Until I saw my name in the newspaper.

Will Will Deke turn himself in, or is Sofina Ferrez a scapegoat?

I looked at the bold headline, and below it was the motion picture of Will walking down the hallway with me the day he left.

The content is clearly directed, criticizes me as worthless, and even includes interviews and photos of Will's family.

In the photo, Will's mother hid her face and wept bitterly. The dynamic photos showed her breakdown in a vivid way, and everyone was moved by her despair of losing her son.

As a Muggle, Will's mother, who knew nothing about the wizarding world, wrote letters to the school and the Ministry of Magic to ask for an explanation, but she didn't know that when her letter entered the first security check, it had already been torn to pieces. Crushed and thrown in the trash.

"I will apply to Professor Snape to prohibit such reports from appearing in the school." Draco extended his wand to the newspaper in my hand, and the next second the newspaper turned into a puddle of water from me His hands fell on the carpet, "There will be someone from the Ministry of Magic to suppress this matter, you don't have to worry."

I stared blankly at the remaining water drops on my hands, and remained silent.

Draco looked at me and pursed his lips: "This matter is a big mess, the Dark Lord is very angry, maybe he will find you in a few days, you have to be careful, Sophie."

"Whatever." I stood up from my chair, picked up my schoolbag and walked around Draco, ready to go to class.

"You shouldn't have been entangled in this matter, Sofina." Draco caught up and continued, "The matter is over, and you will only hurt yourself now."

"I know." I didn't look at him, I just kept walking forward.

Draco was enraged, he grabbed my arm to keep me from turning to face him: "What do you know?!"

Sophie had been like this for almost two weeks, and Draco didn't expect her to be so depressed over a Will Deke!

No matter how nice he was for these two weeks, she simply ignored her. Draco also had his own bottom line. He couldn't tolerate his girlfriend and fiancee's attitude towards him!

"You know I've been busy these days, organizing the activities of Snape's army and helping you suppress the rumors!" Draco's outburst came violently, and he spoke to me in the tone that he always used to intimidate others , "And help you with psychological counseling at the same time! How capable I am! Snape called me to the office and scolded me over and over again because of this incident, and I often caught people who spoke ill of me behind my back, even I can sometimes see a few dead rats in my locker!"

Draco became more and more angry, recalling his bad life in recent days, he gritted his teeth and endured it.As long as Sofina, who is also the president of the student union, lets go, all the burdens in the school will fall on Draco.

This period of time has entered a sensitive period. The slight rise of the Order of the Phoenix and the arrogance of the Death Eaters have caused the students in Hogwarts to start an uprising.

At this time, Snape's army could have become Draco's right-hand man, but unexpectedly there was internal strife. Several prefects believed the rumor that Phares killed Deke, while Malfoy was still the same. They didn't change their minds, so they announced their withdrawal.

When Draco was overwhelmed by these things, no one cared about him-except Astoria.

During this period of time, Astoria, who had always been taciturn before, seemed to be a different person, and continued to show courtesies, no, more precisely, love to Draco.

Astoria has always been afraid of Sofina, for reasons she doesn't even know.But every time Sofina appeared, she didn't dare to speak loudly, make bold movements, or even take a deep breath.

This has always troubled her, on the premise that she likes Draco Malfoy.

She is afraid of her opponents.

Taking advantage of this gap, Astoria felt that she had to seize the right time. She often saw Draco sitting alone in a daze in a place where no one was around, perhaps because of recent annoying things, or perhaps because of loneliness...

Draco is lonely without Sofina, and Astoria can't bear to watch him walk alone like this again

In this way, in order for Astoria to get in touch with her sweetheart, she had the courage to talk to Draco and accompany him to the library. When he was dealing with things, Astoria followed him not talking.

Others could see the girl's thoughts, and it was impossible for Draco not to understand, but he didn't want to respond, and still maintained his indifference.

"And you, Sofina! You use sad excuses as a reason to give yourself a vacation. Every day in the dormitory, classroom and cafeteria, life is really comfortable!" Draco continued to criticize me, he was pale His face turned red with anger.

I looked up at him, it's been a long time since I've seen Draco lose his temper, especially at me.

From his words and expressions, I can feel his tiredness and the burden on him. He needs someone to share it, instead of helping others after solving his own problems.

Draco Malfoy never liked being helpful.

"But me, but me..." I wanted to apologize, and by the way, defend myself for the past few days, but I didn't expect that when I opened my mouth, tears would not stop falling.

Draco has Draco pressure

I also have my fears.

I have never been a person who cares about public opinion and gossip, but this time it is different. I have become sensitive and timid.

Seeing people whispering makes me feel uneasy and I dare not look everyone in the eye

I dread hearing my name from those mouths.

Every morning I get a stack of letters from owls that I dare not open...whether they contain condolences or abuse.

I was scared because this time I was guilty.

"I'm sorry..." Realizing that I had lost my composure, I quickly turned around and wiped the tears on my face with my sleeve, but I didn't know that the tears were wiping more and more, I couldn't even control myself, and started to sob.

Just as I was racking my brains to stop this damn sad emotion, I was hugged into a not-so-warm embrace.

The weather is slowly entering winter, and Draco is wearing a silk suit, moving in the cold air, the clothes have the breath of late autumn and his unique cold perfume, which makes me feel a little cold.

Draco hugged me tightly from behind, he didn't speak, maybe he didn't know what to say at all, he never comforted people, and I'm not used to hearing those gentle words from his mouth .

This hug is already his greatest tenderness.

Everyone knows that facing softness will only make your emotions more violent.

I turned around and buried my face in Draco's chest, my body kept shaking because of the inhalation, Draco could only hold me tighter, I could hear him sigh softly on top of my head .

It may be helpless, or it may be a sigh.

"I hope you are still the same Sofina Ferrez." Draco said in a low voice until I gradually calmed down.

I tried my best to open my red and swollen eyes, and left his chest,

Draco looked down at me slowly leaving his embrace, he didn't know if he was joking or serious and shouted:

"Oh Merlin! Should I still want this dress? It's full of your snot! Oh! I really... Merlin!"

His expression can be the same, ugly wrinkled together, with his index finger and thumb lightly sticking to the two ends of the clothes, pulling them, not knowing how to deal with them.

After experiencing a vent, I was not in such a depressed mood anymore, facing Draco showing me the mark I left on his chest like a piece of work, I smiled and said: "You should take Go back and collect it, and show it to relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year."

"What are you looking at? Tell them it's my fiancée's snot?"

"Yes, maybe it can be auctioned at a high price."

Draco was not amused by my joke, but still maintained his disgusted face and took out a handkerchief from his pocket. I thought he was going to clean up the stains on his body, but he stretched out the handkerchief to me s face.

"Compared to the ones on my clothes, the ones hanging on your face are more disgusting, Sofina." He gently wiped the tears on my face with a handkerchief, although his strength was light enough, but my My face is still hot and painful. Even so, I still want to enjoy the special service of Malfoy once in a thousand years, "I really can't help your eyes, they are already swollen like two cherry tomatoes."

"I'll get some ice later," I replied.

"It's still a while, Sofina, you really should check what time it is, we're almost 5 minutes late for class." Draco took out his pocket watch again, his expression became a little subtle, " Wait, this class is..."

"Defense Against the Dark Arts!"

Even at this time, the fear that Snape brought to us is still indelible. Professor Hoglass took the position of the magic herb class, and Snape naturally went to teach her long-awaited defense against the dark arts class , although under the influence of Voldemort, Snape only taught selectively, but as long as he stood on the podium, no one would dare to be absent.

Of course, except for Harry Potter.

When Draco and I broke into the classroom out of breath, Snape was standing on the podium, concentrating on the lecture, and seemed to be in the middle of the conversation, but was suddenly interrupted by the two of us .

Snape squinted his eyes, trying to see our faces standing in the backlight.

"It's Draco and Sofina, Professor." Blaise, who was sitting in the first row, tactfully helped Snape, who had been unable to see clearly, and Goyle, who was sitting next to him, smiled silly twice , and then he received a glare from Snape.

Draco walked into the classroom first, and I followed behind him, using his body to cover my face.

"Sorry Professor, we're late." Draco wanted to find a seat in the back row, but the whole classroom was full, except for the two seats in front of Snape.

"Are we really going to sit there?" I saw the seat and asked softly, "I don't want to be so close to Snape."

"You can stand outside the classroom to teach, that's the furthest away from me, Miss Ferris."

"..." Snape's ears were so damn sensitive!

"Sit here, or stand outside." Ignoring the laughter of the students, Snape looked at us standing in the middle of the classroom and felt a little annoying, and said coldly.

Seeing that he would be furious in the next second, Draco quickly pulled me to the first row and sat down.

I didn't want to be ashamed anymore, I lowered my head and took out my textbooks, and quickly tidied up my desk.

Snape also resumed his lessons.

"Turn to page 445, let's continue. I've said many times about the relationship between water and wood colliding with each other. I hope everyone will remember..." Snape flipped through his teacher's textbook and looked up inadvertently. Sitting directly in front of him, I froze for a moment.

But soon his teacher's professionalism didn't make him pause for too long: "In my heart... Let's start with water, and then see the left half of the book, which records several attack spells about water in detail. "

Although he kept talking with his mouth, his eyes never left my face. I think this time should show that he is very serious about preparing lessons and can recite the contents of the textbook casually.

Maybe it's like what Draco said, my eyes have swollen into two cherry tomatoes, otherwise Snape wouldn't be so surprised. After Snape observed my eyes, he looked at Draco again. The large puddle of unknown liquid on his chest seemed to have realized why, so he picked up his textbook, left the podium and walked to the other side, without looking at us anymore.

Out of sight, out of sight, I think Snape must have said that in his mind.

The class didn't stop, Snape's eyes would always drift to our side while talking

In the end, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he walked back with his textbook in his hands

He pointed his wand at Draco's chest and said, "Cleaned up."

Looking at Draco's coat which was cleaned in no time, Snape seemed relieved, and then said contemptuously: "If such a simple spell can be forgotten, I suggest you start again with the first grade. Attend class."

But what he didn't know was that Draco really planned to treasure this coat...

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry about the bug in the article!At the beginning, the pit was opened for fun, and many plot aspects were not carefully studied, so I am very sorry for the ooc of the characters in the plot task!I will correct these mistakes after the article is finished.

Because on the one hand, I have to continue to prepare for the next drama in order to finish it quickly, and on the other hand, I can’t remember the details before emmm

I still need to re-read it to edit

And thank you for your tolerance and support for the previous content, I will not make mistakes again (ノДT)! !


Tip: You can use left, right, A and D keyboard keys to browse between chapters.