Dumbledore? He knows nothing about MC alchemy.

"So you're really leaving?" Ron said bitterly as he looked at Harry holding his bedding roll.

"That's obviously the case. Dumbledore found me a separate dormitory and asked me to live there until the effect of the drug wore off. Besides, why are you so sad... I'm only staying here for a month, not leaving forever." Harry rolled his eyes and said.

"No, I just felt... uh... forget it, let's just hug." Ron said as he put down what he was holding, and then was overtaken by Neville who had taken the lead.

"Take care of yourself."

After Neville, it was Ron's turn. He hugged Harry tightly. He felt that Harry was much softer and smaller than before... and she smelled sweet...

"Take care bro...you smell so good...just telling the truth." Ron said with a blush.

"But I don't recognize the perfume? Could it be shower gel?"

"Who knows? It might just be my imagination," Ron explained.

the next day...........

The beloved Potions class...

....it was still fourth year Potions class.

Draco, leaning against the podium, looked at the girl he had never seen before sitting next to Hermione with a puzzled look on his face. He couldn't remember who she was.

But how can I put it, this girl is just so beautiful that it's hard to describe.

"What is Draco looking at?" Clark suddenly asked in a low voice.

"The girl next to Know-It-All, was there anyone like that in Gryffindor before?" Draco asked in a low voice.

"Know-it-all? Who is that?"

"Hermione Granger!" Draco scolded.

"Oh...I don't know either of them." Clark shook his head.

"Forget it, it's none of your business. Go play somewhere else." Draco shook his head, calculated the time, suppressed his curiosity and returned to his seat.

Soon Snape walked in with a stern face, glanced at Harry who was sitting next to Hermione, nodded involuntarily, and then started the class.

Soon, the first question of this class popped out of his mouth.

"Ms. Harley, please answer."

Harry stood up with his head held high. Hermione beside him murmured something, and then Harry whispered, "Double-leafed grass."

"Correct answer. Gryffindor gets five extra points for Harry. Please take a seat." Snape ignored Hermione's little gesture and said casually.

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All the little wizards from Gryffindor and Slytherin looked at Snape in confusion, though in a subtle way of course.

After all, Snape was too unfamiliar today.

However, Snape didn't care about those trivial things, but just continued to push the progress of the class, and soon it was time for practice.

Snape wandered around the classroom like a ghost, even his footsteps made no sound.

Slowly, slowly.

Snape came up behind Harry and suddenly picked up the half-finished potion on her desk and smelled it. "It's a very good Thinker potion. Although it's not finished yet, it can still win ten points for Gryffindor."

Even after he finished speaking, the young wizards in the entire classroom still felt that he was most likely disguised by someone else using Polyjuice Potion.

Of course, some young wizards with excellent mobility and courage have already started to act.

Such as this moment.

Snape frowned as he looked at the potion in Draco's cauldron, which was only a few degrees different in color from the Silker potion, and then used his fan to smell it.

"I need an explanation, Mr. Malfoy, why are you brewing the antidote to Polyjuice Potion?" Snape said coldly.

"Professor..." Draco looked up at Snape, who frowned, but still understood what the student meant.

After all, as the head of Slytherin, and based on his previous personality, what he did today could indeed be called OOC.

After all, I have already added 15 points to Gryffindor in just one class... Hmm...

But what's the problem?

He simply picked up a small cup, scooped out half a cup of the antidote for Polyjuice Potion, and drank it all in one gulp.

Draco almost popped his eyes out when he saw this scene. "I know. Just wait, I'll go get Professor Grindelwald. Don't be afraid, Professor. He will definitely be able to break the Imperius Curse on you!"

Then he was pushed back to his seat by Snape and slapped twice on the back of his head.

Harry on the other side didn't feel anything... Actually, she did feel a little, for example, her potion skills were getting better and better. After all, there was no bat behind her that was spraying venom all the time. Not only her skills, but also her mentality had improved.

In this way, until the end of get out of class, Harry scored nearly forty points for Gryffindor.

Not only Gryffindor was confused, but Slytherin was also confused.

Including Draco.

Although I don’t know what this little witch named Harry who suddenly appeared is like... maybe she is Snape’s goddaughter...

Eh? Why didn't Scarhead come to class today? Never mind. Does he have Harley perfume?

But why hadn't I seen them before? Were they abroad? Or were they still receiving traditional mentor-apprentice training? Even then, there should have been a sorting ceremony, right?

Did I get confused in my sleep? Did I lose my memory?

Before he could finish his thought, he saw Harry standing at the classroom door and about to walk out with the books in his arms.

Then Draco took action directly.

"Ms. Hallie, may I have the honor of being your Christmas dance partner?"

It's a bit like not waking up

Chapter 298 Agree or refuse?

Harley's expression instantly became strange, and she took a step back calmly.

Honestly, the way Draco looks now is a hundred times more damaging to him than any of the rubbish he's said or done in the past.

And it's purely psychological damage.

On the other side, Hermione was a little at a loss. If Draco was here to talk trash, she would have drawn her wand long ago, but this old guy was here to invite a dance partner, which made her a little confused... As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person... Copy! Smiling people also need to be hit!

Hermione was about to take out her wand when Neville and Ron, who heard the noise in the corridor outside the classroom, came over aggressively with their wands in hand.

These three people were faster than each other, but there was another person who was even faster. His magic bypassed everyone and hit Draco's chest directly.

boom!

The spell hit his chest, and the next moment he was caught by a mysterious force and flew out of the window. With a click, he shattered the glass window and then flew towards the Black Lake like a fixed rocket.

Harry glanced back in confusion, only to see Snape retracting his wand. His calm face showed no expression. He glanced at her evasively, then looked somewhere else, not at her eyes, and asked, "Are you not scared?"

Harry shook his head: "No...thank you." Then he pulled Hermione and two other friends out of the corridor as if they were escaping.

Kaisen, who was sitting by the Black Lake holding a fishing rod with a purple glow, felt the force of the fishing rod pushing him down, and then he suddenly pulled it up.

There was a loud splash and Draco made a brilliant appearance.

"What the hell? Is the Favor of the Sea exceeded to this extent? And Draco, what were you doing in the Black Lake? Swimming?" Kaisen asked in surprise.

"No... Professor, Professor! I, wait a moment." Draco unhooked himself from the fishhook and waved his wand for two or three seconds with some trembling to dry himself.

Soon he sat next to Kaisen: "Professor, I want to invite a girl to be my dance partner."

Kaisen nodded: "That's good, try your best."

Draco looked at the lake with resentment: "But that girl doesn't seem to like me. When she saw me inviting her, her expression was a little weird, as if she was scared by me."

"Don't you know that girl?" Kaisen glanced at Draco and thought that the girl was from another school, such as Beauxbatons or Durmstrang.

Draco couldn't help but think of Harry's bright face. Then he realized he had never seen her before and nodded, "No."

"Maybe you're just a little too presumptuous. Next time you see that girl, introduce yourself first. Otherwise, ask her to be your dance partner right away. Do you have a hypnotic pocket watch or something? Why would they agree? Because of your face or your money?" Kaisen shrugged.

"No?" Draco asked, confused.

"Don't think girls are simple, and don't take what you have too seriously. The world doesn't revolve around you, nor does it revolve around me. Respect everyone, like a lady you've never met before." Kaisen comforted.

"So what should I do?" Draco asked.

"Sincerely," Kaysen responded.

"Really?" The latter was a little unconvinced.

"How can I, a professor, lie to you?" Kaisen raised his eyebrows.

"I mean, Professor, weren't you born celibate?" Draco asked.

Kaisen said nothing, but just took out the New Magic Book and gave it to Draco, telling him to go back to where he came from and continue swimming in the Black Lake, as it was not like he didn't know how to swim.

After letting Draco go back and forth, Kaisen also returned to his office. Then our classmate Harry sat on the sofa early, holding a cup of hot tea in her hand, trembling unspeakably.

"What's going on with you? What happened?" Kaisen asked.

"Professor, I want to tell you something. Don't be afraid." Harry swallowed and said.

"Just say it." Kaisen said casually while sitting in his office chair.

“..............Someone confessed to me.”

Kaisen's eyes lit up. "Not bad, very charming, Harry. Who is she? Do you know her?"

Harry closed his eyes in pain, and recalled Draco's face as a gentleman but a villain just after class. He felt physically uncomfortable, and it was too embarrassing to talk about such a thing.

"do not know."

"What's the matter? Are you thinking about whether you should agree or not?" Kaisen asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Indeed..." Harry said this on the surface, but in fact she was thinking about how to hide her gender change from Draco and reject him at the same time.

After all, only a small number of Gryffindors and a few professors knew about his gender change. When he found Dumbledore that night, he used magic to silence all those who knew about it.

As a result, this horrible thing was not spread widely, but to be honest, it was useless. The purpose of silencing it was only to prevent it from having any impact on Harley's life, but the truth will still be revealed when the Christmas ball starts.