[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

Harry stood in the classroom and looked at Umbridge. There was no trace of the fake smile on her face now.

"Mr. Potter," she said coldly, pretending not to notice the empty classroom, "sit down and read the first chapter. You have already lost ten points to your house, but don't let things get worse. .”

"I don't." Harry grinned at her, picked up his schoolbag, and strode out of the classroom.

"It's so exciting." He quickly caught up with his friends and couldn't help but smile on his face, "You should really stay and see her expression."

Before he finished speaking, he felt himself being hit hard. Looking sideways, he saw that it was Malfoy who did it.

"Hey!" Harry glared at Malfoy.

"Scarhead," Draco said with a sneer, "please stop blocking the road like a mindless troll." He paused deliberately, pretending to be enlightened, and said, "Oh, I was wrong, you are not 'like', you just have no brains."

Hermione was no stranger to Malfoy's behavior of looking for trouble with Harry whenever he was angry with Tom. She rolled her eyes unabashedly and pulled Tom over to push Malfoy.

"Here you go, let's chat while we're at it." She said impatiently, "Don't delay everyone from finishing their meal."

Draco's face turned red: "What can I say to him?"

"Listen!" Hermione approached him, "If you have any ideas between friends, just tell me! You can't solve the problem by making trouble for other people! Do you hear me clearly?"

Malfoy couldn't help but wince.

"Don't—come—to trouble—Harry again!" Hermione finally raised her eyebrows and warned Malfoy before pulling Harry away.

Ron looked back and forth, then quickly followed with his school bag in hand.

"...This rude guy!" Draco became angry, "It's just a piece of shit——"

Tom stepped on him.

"-Hmph!" Draco swallowed the words he shouldn't have said bitterly.

"Okay." Tom put his arm around Draco's shoulders, and his mist quietly played with Draco's blond hair curiously, "Don't be angry with me, okay? I'll invite you to the school kitchen for a big meal?" "

"Bah! Our family is the school director!" Draco said angrily, but his tone had softened.

"You are too reckless today." He said unhappily, "Don't act recklessly just because he treats you kindly."

"Don't worry, I know it well." Tom replied.

"I'm talking to you seriously!" Draco became angry again, "You are provoking him!" Being angry, he still remembered to lower his voice, "Knowing that he has been creating a You have such a good reputation, but you still said something about 'confusing right and wrong' in public... I tell you, when you are about to suffer the Cruciatus Curse, I will not ask your father to put in a good word for you!"

"Yes, yes," Tom promised him with a smile, "It's not that bad yet. Don't worry, I will make it clear to him tonight and clear up the misunderstanding in a timely manner so that our Young Master Malfoy will never worry about it. ,OK?"

Draco turned his head and met Tom's smiling eyes, while cold sweat slowly broke out on his back.

"...Tonight?" He repeated in a harsh voice.

What does this mean... Tom has been under the Dark Lord's surveillance? Otherwise, why would Tom be so confident about talking to the Dark Lord so quickly? Or did the Dark Lord give him the privilege of being able to contact him at any time?

Tom's situation may be worse than he imagined. Could he realize that this privilege of being contacted at any time may be behind a cold and calculated surveillance? Draco thought worriedly.

Tom didn't answer him. He just patted him on the shoulder and said, "Let's go eat? I'm starving."

"...You'd better really know what's going on." In the end, Draco could only take out what he had said and say it again.

But Tom did not finish his dinner in peace as he had hoped. While he was enjoying his enchanted apple pie, a chubby owl brought him a note from Dumbledore.

"Seven o'clock, principal's office.

I also love apple pie.

Albus Dumbledore"

Harry looked over and saw it, feeling a little uneasy: "Is it because of today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

"Probably so." Tom shrugged, rolled up the note and put it aside, and scooped another spoonful of corn kernels to treat the owl who delivered the message.

"I'll go with you." Harry made up his mind, "This happened because of me -" Before he could finish his words, another owl landed.

"For me?" Harry was surprised.

The owl with gray-brown feathers impatiently kicked the talon tied with the note.

"Oh...ok..." Harry hurriedly untied the note and read it, "It's Professor McGonagall...she asked me to go to her office to find her after eating." He became visibly frustrated, "She wants to Talk to me about how I'm doing in class. She also said Umbridge is going to put me in detention every night this week, starting tomorrow."

"What?" Ron yelled, looking up to see if any owl was going to drop him such a note that meant bad news.

"Harry, you have to be careful." Hermione frowned, "When you go to Professor McGonagall later, you can plead with her. Even if you can't refuse the confinement, at least change the place of confinement to McGonagall. Either the professor's or Filch's."

"It's as if I'm afraid of her." When Hermione said this, Harry showed a bit of indifference, "You saw it today, she was just bluffing -"

"She's not bluffing," Hermione said. "Use your common sense. She turned a blind eye to Tom's behavior because she was afraid of You-Know-Who. Where did she come from? Why did she come? I thought you were right. This is already very clear." 7K妏婩

She cut off a piece of steak and stuffed it into her mouth, and said expressionlessly: "I even dare to say that among the people who skipped class today, you are the only one who has received confinement."