Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 509 Testing

"I won't tease you anymore... But before they come back..."

I naturally understood what he meant.

Harry kissed my eyes.

The moment I closed my eyes, I saw my reflection in Harry's emerald eyes.

The bright red tail of the eye seemed to be swept by eye shadow, and the eyes were covered with crystal mist.

It's obvious that he was bullied quite badly...

"Aurora, you look like this, it will only make people want to bully you even more..."

Draco's harsh voice rang in his ears.

His short platinum-blond hair sparkled in the sun, his grey eyes were clear, but he was...

"Okay... don't go too far. Otherwise, my cousin will separate us from Aurora again..." Harry advised.

Draco put his arm around my shoulders gently.

My body had already formed muscle memory, and I found a comfortable position, leaning against his shoulder.

"Go to sleep...we'll call you when we get to the station."

Draco's words seemed to have a hypnotic effect, or perhaps my energy and strength had already been exhausted by the two of them.

I vaguely felt that the door of the carriage was opened again: "You two keep your voices down, don't wake up Aurora..." Draco deliberately lowered his voice.

"Draco, now... is Aunt Narcissa really the head of the Malfoy family? Or is it just a rumor?"

Crabbe whispered.

Crabbe and Goyle are not as stupid and honest as they appear.

On the contrary, when it comes to assessing the situation, they are much smarter than many families.

They have followed the Malfoy family for a long time and gained a lot of benefits.

It also deeply implements the principle that it is nice to take shelter under a big tree.

In addition, they are not affected by the Malfoy family blood curse, so they have a large number of direct and collateral branches in terms of reproduction.

Crabbe asked this as he reassessed the value of Draco and me.

If the Malfoy family would choose a female heir, then what would be the point of them always revolving around Draco...

"What do you want to know?"

Draco could naturally hear the hidden meaning in their words. Although I couldn't see his expression, I could still sense that the joyful atmosphere just now was gone.

"Draco, don't get me wrong, Dad asked me to ask..."

Crabbe quickly clarified.

"Narcissa is Mrs. Malfoy first, and then the head of the Malfoy family. Do you understand what I mean?" Draco said coldly, "If you don't understand, just repeat it to Uncle Crabbe."

"Okay...thank you, Draco." Crabbe breathed a sigh of relief.

Gore said nothing the whole time, but carefully and as quietly as possible opened the candy wrappers sold on the train.

Draco didn't respond.

This is the only way for the heir of a pure-blood family.

Being questioned, being tempted, being surrounded, being slandered, and even... being kicked when one is down.

In the original novel, the Malfoys were abandoned by Voldemort, and Crabbe no longer followed Draco's instructions. He even broke up with him and said, "You and your father have fallen!"

I closed my eyes, quietly reached out my hand, and interlocked my fingers with his.

Our hands were covered by the large wizard robes, and we often gave each other strength in this way.

"Why aren't you asleep?"

Draco whispered to me under the cover of his hood.

"I don't want you to be sad..."

I closed my eyes and didn't look at him.

"As long as you are by my side, I will be much stronger..."