Chapter 238: Hogwarts without Della - The former bully

"Ugh--"

Draco sat on the terrace window on the fourth floor, staring at Hagrid's polka-dot stone cottage in his field of vision and let out a long sigh.

Hagrid lost the case, and the beast that hurt him was sentenced to death. It was obviously a moment for him to be proud of the influence of the Malfoy family, but Draco was not happy at all.

When Draco heard that the hippogriff was sentenced to death, he was still panicked. He subconsciously looked at Harry Potter, who looked half-dead every day, and felt guilty for doing something wrong.

It's all Harry Potter's fault! Why did he suddenly become so fragile?

As a person who has been hostile to Harry Potter for two years, Draco still has a certain understanding of Harry. If he said something bad about Harry (although he thought he was always telling the truth, it just wasn't pleasant to hear), it would be normal for Harry Potter to jump up and fight with him. But after the fight, Potter would still be that annoying and indestructible cockroach.

Instead of becoming a confused and depressed person like now.

When things developed to this point, Draco had to admit that Potter might really have no intention of letting Della leave, and Della's departure also had a great impact on Potter.

"Now, I have lost my beloved, and I have no one to hate," Draco puffed up his cheeks and grumbled, "I am even worried about the savior!"

"Damn it!"

"Damn it!!"

As Draco was shouting in a low voice, another young man shouted the same words as him, but his voice was more passionate and his tone was also angry.

Draco tilted his head and saw a very recognizable head of woolly curly chestnut hair. It was Gullam Abate, the former Slytherin bully and now a sixth-year student.

However, his beautiful hair was now all drooping down, and his originally childish baby face was completely ruined by the ferocious expression. He looked crazy and hysterical, and no longer had the spirit he had before.

"What are you looking at!" Gulem's arrogance and temper remained consistent. After noticing the gazes on him, he immediately turned around and yelled at Draco viciously. After seeing that it was Draco, he opened his eyes wide and fell silent, his body shaking slightly unconsciously.

He was not afraid of the power of the Malfoy family. Their Abbott family was not bad either. His grandfather had recently acquired a lot of wealth and was in his prime.

He was afraid of Della. He was afraid of the cold face of the girl he saw when he was soul-imprisoned, and as a result, he didn't want to have any contact with anyone or anything related to that girl.

So, Draco, who was originally frightened for no apparent reason, watched Gullmer walking away quickly for no apparent reason. He looked at Gullmer's hurried back and realized that water was dripping from the robe of this senior.

Draco looked at the winding water marks on the ground, then turned to look at the sunny weather outside the window. He had a lot of experience in bullying others as a bad boy, and almost immediately realized that Gulem had been bullied in some way.

"It seems someone told me about him..." Draco was surprised that such a senior with a strong background would be bullied. He suddenly remembered that someone mentioned Gullam to him. However, at that time he was only thinking about Potter, so he just let what he said go in one ear and out the other.

What did you say?

Draco racked his brains and barely remembered a key word - "disrespectful to Miss Riddle". It seemed that Gullmer had spread bad things about Della before, but he didn't know the details.

Thinking of this, Draco leaned over to look at the figure that was about to leave his field of vision, hoping to stimulate his memory and recall something by relying on the person involved.

Gulem, who was being watched by Draco, was squeezing the water off his sleeves with a look of disgust. He had just fallen into the Black Lake in a mess, and had just crawled out in a mess surrounded by a group of gaping fish.

He has encountered such bad luck countless times in this school year, and he was unable to be held accountable for almost all of them. No one took action against him openly, but everyone was plotting against him secretly.

Take what happened today for example. A student slipped and fell into the Black Lake, and was unlucky enough to be entangled by a group of disgusting gaping fish. Doesn’t it sound unreasonable?

If he had not clearly sensed that the ground beneath his feet suddenly turned into ice, and that there were always certain people gathered around him when he was unlucky this school year, Gulem would really have considered himself unlucky.

Humph, I really am hated.

Thinking of those people who always come to him to see him in trouble, Gulem snorted in his heart.

"Milgen, hurry up..." As soon as he said this, Gulem remembered that his followers had long left him. Those three villains ran away before they had lasted more than a month with him. After that, he had more bad luck. However, Gulem was not used to the fact that he was alone, so he always called them subconsciously.

"###" Gulem cursed inwardly, sighed, and walked upstairs on his own. Although his wet clothes needed to be changed urgently, he didn't want to see the gloating eyes of the group of people in the lounge. Anyway, the weather was not cold, so he planned to find a place on the top floor to lie down and dry his body.

Why not use magic, you ask?

His wand was "unfortunately" smashed by a book falling from the library yesterday and has been sent for repair, and the new wand he bought will not be delivered until tomorrow.

Gulem didn't want to go looking for help in a miserable state, and he couldn't bear to see others looking down on him with pity.

As for grandpa...Gulaimo didn't want to be seen as useless and only able to complain in his grandfather's eyes.

Gulem climbed up to the eighth floor along a secluded route in a familiar manner. He found an deserted terrace, took off his wet wizard robe and spread it on the ground. Then, without caring about the dust on the ground, he lay down exhaustedly.

Those bad lucks didn’t matter to him, but they also made him exhausted. After all, who can be at ease in an environment where you never know when something bad might happen?

He had just woken up from a coma and was very afraid of loneliness. His grandfather was too busy to take care of him, and he even pestered the house-elf to talk. But now he felt that there would be no easier thing than being alone.

Da-da—

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly heard footsteps above his head. Gulem sat up like a frightened bird. He looked over vigilantly and saw an unexpected person.

Harry Potter.

The savior who was recently rumored to be losing his mind.

"Hello," Harry's face was pale, but he looked better than he did a month ago. It was just that his eyes were a little vague, as if he was dreaming. "I just wanted to come here to see the Forbidden Forest."

Forbidden forest?

Gullam tilted his head and looked outside, and indeed saw a boundless forest. He stood up silently and made way for Harry.

"Thank you." Harry forced a smile at Gullam. He walked over, held the railing and looked at the Forbidden Forest where his friends and professors were strictly guarding against him, the Forbidden Forest where his mother might be.

Harry had reported that night's events to Dumbledore, and had also discussed them with Professor Lupin, whom he had met last, but neither of them would say more. It was not until he happened to overhear Snape and Professor Lupin talking about Sirius that Harry learned that Snape had also seen his mother that night, and that Sirius had most likely taken his mother to the Forbidden Forest.

Harry immediately went back to discuss with Ron and Hermione. Hermione strongly opposed it, and Ron didn't really support him either. But Ron was angry with Hermione because of the Scabbers matter, and after a few words, she said that she wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest with him in the evening.

But that night, as soon as they put on their invisibility cloaks and ran to the castle gate, they were caught red-handed by Professor Lupin. It was Hermione who reported them, and Harry's invisibility cloak was taken away, making it almost impossible for him to escape.

After that night, the iron triangle became a copper wire with only Ron and Harry at the two ends amid Hermione's crying.

"Do you really think your mother is still alive?" Unexpectedly, Gullam spoke to Harry.

"She held me in her arms and sang me a lullaby," Harry said, with a slight smile on his face. "She must still be with me."

Gullam looked at Harry and thought that this savior must be crazy, but the happiness on Harry's lips deeply hurt his eyes.

He could see that this was indeed a child who was loved or had been loved by his mother.

And his mother...

Thinking of the letter in the dormitory that sternly rejected his request to transfer and even contained some curses, Gulem felt a sore throat. He took a long breath and lay down on the ground tiredly again.

His mother, Lytia Abate, hated him for being a child she had to have and that was completely against Lytia's wishes.