Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 331: The embarrassment

Draco joked with me, "What happened to the red-haired skunk? Is he scared?"

His voice was not loud, but just loud enough for Ron to hear.

I waved my hands, signaling him not to push the issue too far.

"What are you afraid of him doing? Are you afraid of their revenge? Have you forgotten? We have already trampled them under our feet."

Draco only said this to me in his heart.

Hedong in thirty years and Hexi in thirty years.

Who would have known that the Weasley family, now a fallen family, was as prosperous as the Malfoy family a thousand years ago?

Perhaps provoked by the sarcasm in Draco's words, Ron, who was originally staring at Buckbeak, suddenly looked in the direction of Draco and me.

"Don't be distracted!" Hagrid warned loudly.

The look Ron had just given Buckbeak was far from friendly.

Magical animals are not stupid, how could they not tell whether the other party is kind or malicious?

Buckbeak flapped his wings anxiously.

Hagrid quickly stepped forward and tried to control the situation, saying, "Back off, back off... Ron, don't provoke it anymore..."

"I didn't do anything, how did it count as stimulating it?" The red-haired boy had originally planned to show off and at the same time redeem other people's negative impression of the Weasley family, but in the end... he ended up losing more than he gained.

He stood still, hoping for another chance.

"Ron Weasley!" Hagrid raised his voice.

He found that Buckbeak became more violent and more difficult to control.

He quickly tied an iron chain around Buckbeak's neck.

"The Hippogriff is so pitiful..."

Any animal that has lost its freedom due to human control deserves sympathy.

They are completely different individuals from humans.

For some reason, I felt a little bit of empathy.

It seems that in my previous life, my freedom was also restricted and I was constantly being asked for things.

"Aurora, what's wrong? You don't look good..." Harry was the first to notice my change.

"I'm sweating..." He touched my forehead and, not surprisingly, found a thin layer of sweat on it.

I vaguely felt that his behavior was a little too ambiguous, and hurriedly searched my body for the handkerchief I carried with me.

"Are you looking for this one?" Harry handed it over. "It's already washed... it's clean..."

There was a hint of grievance in his voice.

"Thank you, Harry..." I couldn't refuse his kindness.

"Merlin!" Hagrid and his students exclaimed not far away.

Buckbeak finally broke free and threw Hagrid aside, but he did not use his full strength.

Because there were circles of people surrounding him, and Ron's eyes conveyed his inner gloom to the innocent Buckbeak.

Let it be somewhat stressful.

It flapped its huge wings and flew in Draco's direction.

Ron was closest to it and was also affected by its wings.

He was slapped aside and sat down on the ground.

The scattered laughter in his ears made the red-haired boy feel even more ashamed.

One time of extroversion leads to a lifetime of introversion.

He completely ignored Hagrid's loud call behind him and left the classroom like a deserter.

Buckbeak swooped down towards Draco with an unstoppable momentum.

"Draco..."

My waist felt tight and Draco unexpectedly picked me up by the waist in front of my classmates.

"Scared me!"

Before I could calm down.

A wave of unrest, a wave of up again.