HP makes a qualified villain

Chapter 58

This "Mad-Eye" is our new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher

After the opening ceremony and welcome party

Mad-Eye stopped me.

"You guys go back first." I reluctantly let go of Draco's hand, turned and walked towards the fierce-looking man

I don't know if Draco has seen through Mad-Eye's true identity. After all, the less people know about this kind of thing, the better. He just frowned and whispered to my back: "Be careful, Sophie .”

"Are you ready, Sophie?" Mad-Eye said as I walked, although we didn't know where we were going, but it was too conspicuous to stand still and talk about things

Along the way, the students didn't dare to say hello to this fierce teacher, and some even wondered why I came together with him, but they didn't dare to raise any objections.

"Yes, my father taught me some offensive and defensive spells during the summer vacation. I should be able to hold on in...the competition." I was still a little uneasy and afraid of his identity, and I didn't dare to walk side by side with him. He could only follow Mad-Eye with small steps.

"You can't force it, you have to understand that you are not here to fight for some glory, you are here to assist... that person!" He was limping, his voice was low enough for me to hear clearly, " Even if you accidentally die, you have to let him succeed!"

"...Yes." I nodded, and I looked at his back. If he just came to do my mental work before the game, I don't think it is necessary at all.

"On the day of registration." Mad-Eye suddenly stopped in his tracks and turned around. I was so scared that I took two steps back.

He stared at me with wide eyes

I was a little embarrassed because of my conditioned reflex just now: "What?"

He came over and pressed me close, he didn't dare to speak too loudly about this plan, he could only whisper to me: "On the day of registration, we will put your name and Harry Potter's name in the Judgment Cup, Afterwards, if someone objects to your joining, you must fight for it with all your strength!"

"...Yes, yes." I didn't dare to look at him, I could only lower my head and stare at the ground, completely ignoring his "we"

"Cowardly answer!" Mad-Eye was not satisfied with my current appearance, he hit my leg hard with his crutches

The pain made me angry all of a sudden

How dare he treat me like this! ?

But the moment I raised my head and looked at Mad-Eye, I was scared again, and I could only say in a firmer tone than before: "Yes!"

Mad-Eye looked at me, as if he didn't think I could become a master: "Dumbledore will definitely oppose your joining! You should learn to be smart, Sophie! You must know that if you fail, If you offend the master, your family will have to finish the game!"

He gritted his teeth and warned me, but more threatening elements, then my family will threaten me

Because Crouch knows that my heart is not for Voldemort at all.

"I understand." In order to show my firmness, I mustered up the courage to look at him for several seconds, and finally he recognized my attitude, turned around and limped away with a cane.

After talking to Mad-Eye, I wandered around the campus by myself

It's like a big stone in my heart, I can't breathe

With the evening breeze blowing, I felt that my condition was a little better.

"Shh, Harry, keep your voice down! Don't get caught!" It's really not friends who don't get together. As I was walking, I saw Potter and Weasley sneaking around, not knowing what they were doing.

I took a few steps and changed my perspective, only to realize that they were spying on the girls from Beauxbatons.

"Which of them do you think has the best figure? Harry."

Weasley had a wretched grin on his face.

"Uh... the one on the left? The one on the far left..."

It's hopeless, the savior is hopeless.

"Did you see the one in the middle? Fleur Delacour, I think her figure is the best... My God, that waist is too thin!"

Weasley, like a wretched man, analyzed the figures of the group of girls very well.

As a woman, I really couldn't tolerate them like this, so I walked over and greeted them super loudly: "Ah, isn't this Harry Potter! And Ron Weasley! Good evening!"

The two people who were concentrating on looking at the beauty did not perceive my arrival, and their bodies trembled slightly when they were frightened by my voice

And the Beauxbaton girls who were chatting together not far away also turned their heads and looked over.

He glanced at the two men squatting there with malicious intentions, rolled his eyes in disgust at them, and left arm in arm.

"Ferrex, why are you so haunted!" Weasley gritted his teeth and turned to look at me.

"I still want to ask you guys! It really bothers me to see you everywhere!" I shot back, and then my eyes drifted to Harry Potter

To be honest, since I was assigned the task, I look at Potter with a different feeling

I used to think that he was just a passerby to me, and we couldn't get together

Facing him now, I really feel like an enemy

After all, the camp has been divided.

"Let's go, Harry, don't get in touch with this bad woman." Weasley saw my strange look at Potter, and hurriedly wanted to pull him away

I didn't stop them either, I just put my hands on my chest and watched them off.

"We will have time to contact each other in the future, Potter." I couldn't help but speak to their backs

The expression on my face now, as well as the words I said, simply played the villain in Weasley's mouth to the fullest.

Hearing this, Potter looked back at me with some doubts, but he left just like that.

Back in Slytherin, I found Draco sitting alone on the sofa waiting for me. He looked at the bonfire in front of him, wondering what he was thinking.

"Draco." I called him

Draco saw me coming back, so he got up quickly, walked over and asked with concern: "What did Moody tell you to do? He's an Auror, do you know him?"

That's when I learned that Draco didn't know Mad Eye's true identity.

I could only lie and say, "Well...he had some contact with my father, and he just went there to ask about my father's situation."

"Oh." Draco seemed to see the dodge in my eyes and knew that I was lying, but he didn't ask further

"Aren't you going to bed so late?" I looked at the clock on the wall, but it was already past the access control time, and I sneaked back

There is no one else in the living room now except the two of us.

"I...I'm waiting for you to come back." Draco's face was slightly flushed, as if saying such words made him feel a little ashamed

Looking at his appearance, the unhappiness in my heart was swept away long ago, instead it was filled with sweetness, I smiled: "Are you worried about me?"

Draco knew that I was teasing him again, and flicked my forehead with his hand a little angrily: "You are so stupid, and you stayed out so late, I was afraid that you would be caught by the teacher and deduct points from Slytherin! "

"Cut! I'm not stupid! No one noticed me at all!" I was a little coquettishly angry, pouted at him, then turned around and was about to go upstairs, "I don't want to talk to you anymore, I'm going to bed! Good night!"

Said and set foot on the stairs

"Sofina!" Draco suddenly stopped me

"What are you doing!" I turned around unhappily, only to see seriousness written all over his face.

"If you are afraid, just say it, and I will protect you." He looked at me affectionately, and these words gave me a fatal blow.

Yes, I'm scared, scared to death

But whether it is my father or others, they are asking me to face it, completely disregarding my emotions

The constant threats warned me that the consequences would be dire if I failed.

But Draco noticed my emotions, he knew my composure was faked

What this 15-year-old boy said may be a little immature and naive

What can he protect me if something happens?

But just this short sentence gave me enough strength to face all this.

I also put away my joking expression, and nodded to him: "Yeah."

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"Granger! Come and tell me what the third Unforgivable Curse is!"