Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 342: Everyone is drunk and I am sober

Draco was staring at the two of them scrutinizingly. Even though we were far away, I could still hear his thoughts clearly.

"What on earth is Harry doing? Is he really being poisoned by a love potion or something low-level like that?"

I signaled to wait and see.

If I go forward now, it would easily alert the enemy, so it would be better to let her expose herself completely.

The two of them were in the tense competition scene, so naturally they wouldn't talk about too many topics.

But it's much more passionate than just an acquaintance.

Harry took the initiative to talk about the topic without waiting for Draco to ask: "Miss Zhang talked to me about Cedric. She was very curious why Cedric chose to spend Christmas at Malfoy Manor instead of accepting her invitation..."

"Wouldn't it be quicker to ask Cedric directly about this kind of question?"

Draco couldn't understand.

"I don't know either... Women's hearts are like the bottom of the sea..." Harry seemed to have thought of something: "Aurora is more straightforward. She says whatever she thinks, without being so roundabout..."

"She really doesn't have that many twists and turns..."

They both raised their heads at the same time and looked in my direction.

It was as if they had discussed it beforehand.

Their every move is closely watched.

The camera naturally captured me as well.

On the big screen, I looked affectionate, with a rosy face and a shy look that I couldn't explain no matter how hard I tried...

People around me smiled kindly.

I waved at the two of them, shouted "Go Slytherin!", and lowered the brim of my hat like an ostrich.

"It seems that both of Slytherin's star players have found their true love... Let's wait and see who will win in the end!"

Lee Jordan made a big deal out of it and expressed it in a deliberately vague way.

It is like a stone that stirs up a thousand ripples.

I could even hear the whispers of people around me.

They are very keen on this kind of plot where two men compete for one woman.

“Can I interview you, Aurora?

Some people even used glow sticks as microphones and almost poked my nostrils.

With my "iron armor protection" and "lip and throat sealing", I directly prevented the people around me from trying to get close to me.

When people around me saw my cold face, they whispered, "You really can't take a joke..."

No more entanglement.

However, Pansy Parkinson, whom I hadn't seen for a long time, came to me with a few of her followers.

"You are really good at playing with the hearts of two young men..."

"Ms. Parkinson, what did you say? I can't hear you clearly. Please don't disturb me from watching the game."

I waved her away.

I got the best position thanks to my father's connections.

As a result, it is not worth it to get entangled in groundless rumors.

"you!"

She suddenly revealed a sarcastic smile: "It's useless, what you have now will eventually pass away... Enjoy the last carnival!"

After making these harsh remarks, she prepared to leave with her two followers.

"Shouldn't you apologize for ruining my mood for watching the game? Has Parkinson's family education been neglected to this extent?"

I crossed my arms over my chest and crossed my legs across the aisle as they left.

"You were the first to speak rudely!"

"Rude? Come on, I don't even want to bother with you... There's no need to communicate if we have different perceptions... No matter what you know, don't apply it to me. What's the point of being the only sober person among the drunken ones, other than self-admiration and posturing?"

I grabbed her long hair that was scattered on her chest and pulled it hard.