Chapter 802: Side Story—Why Is It Us?!!

After Hannah went back, she told me not to tell others what I saw, but she started to secretly investigate those things.

I always caused trouble for her, not letting her manage those things.

She isn't any protagonist; if she manages those things, be careful of dying.

I don't really like seeing life and death separations.

I hope she can live well.

It's a pity that I am humble and weak, and cannot stop her much.

I can only pray that she has good luck herself...

The next day, Professor McGonagall gave Harry Potter a Nimbus 2000.

I saw Darren Potter's slightly envious eyes; I hesitated for a moment, counting the gold Galleons I had saved over the years.

It seems I can also buy him a broom.

Logically speaking, I shouldn't buy it for him.

But I know his system is a Pretty Boy System; this kind of system seems to require girls to give him things.

During this time, I haven't seen many girls give him things, so his harvest shouldn't be too much.

If I give him a Nimbus 2000, it should be helpful to him.

Although I don't intend to approach him, I understand very well that he will definitely be the one who succeeds in the end.

I have to let him understand that I am not his enemy.

I have even helped him.

But I also cannot attract his attention.

What if he asks me to stand out and help him?

Although I am of no use, I know the plot, which is one of my values.

I cannot gamble.

I can only secretly, without leaving a trace, show my kind camp.

So I looked at Hannah.

Hannah was looking at Darren Potter with pity.

She would definitely be willing to buy a broom for Darren Potter, but the problem is, does she have money? I have to test it.

I pretended to be stupid and said: "He must really like the Nimbus 2000; if I had enough money, I would have bought him one."

Hannah immediately looked at me.

She said happily: "Yes, buy him one, Polly; how much money do you have? We'll pay half each and buy him a broom; he will definitely be happy."

"Wow, Hannah, you are so smart; you actually thought of the idea of buying a broom together!"

I raised my voice.

I saw the eyes of several girls around me light up.

I know they will definitely use my method.

And Darren Potter might have a big harvest. I hope he uses it well. Sure enough.

The next day.

I saw hundreds of owls hovering over the Slytherin dining table.

Darren Potter looked shocked.

Of course, he immediately acted very moved.

He even came over one by one to thank everyone who gave him gifts, and then he returned all the brooms, leaving only the broom Harry gave him.

I pretended to be shy and hid behind Hannah, avoiding his thanks.

My appearance is not outstanding.

He really didn't notice me.

After he thanked everyone sincerely, he left. I suspect he might not even remember our names.

However, Hannah was moved blindly there.

She said Darren Potter called her name in one go, which shows that Darren Potter has her in his heart.

I really want to tell her.

Silly child, any transmigrator who has read fan fiction would know the name Hannah Abbott and remember it by heart.

He doesn't really remember your name! But I didn't say it.

I also showed a stupid emotion.

I echoed: "Really, he is so good-looking, so good-looking, my face is red!"

Halloween finally arrived.

Except for the seventh year, every Halloween is an accident scene.

I ate my food at an accelerated speed.

Hannah next to me told me to eat slowly, and she poured me a cup of milk tea.

My good Hannah, she is becoming more and more like a big sister now!

I swallowed the syrup cookie in my mouth and leaned my dirty mouth over, letting her help me wipe it.

Hannah was helpless, but gently wiped my mouth, and then threw the handkerchief to me.

I didn't persuade her to eat more, because I am selfish.

I cannot show any flaws to others.

So I continued to lower my head and eat, while calling out to Hannah: "Hannah, hurry and taste this pork chop, it tastes so good today!"

I saw Darren Potter eating faster than me; I knew it was coming.

I accelerated my speed again.

When I saw Darren Potter stand up, I stopped my mouth; I held my wand tightly in my palm.

And I was prepared to run away as soon as there was a problem.

Fortunately.

Everything proceeded as it did in the original work.

Darren Potter didn't change the plot.

It's not like he forgot; he just didn't change it on purpose.

He knows everything, but he didn't even have the intention to change it.

I felt a bit relieved; at least I wouldn't be cannon fodder for no reason because he wanted to change the plot.

I let out a breath, and then continued to hold my wand tightly until I returned to the Hufflepuff common room.

I realized that I was holding Hannah's hand tightly.

Hannah thought I was scared.

She patted my head to comfort me.

"Don't be afraid, Darren will definitely be fine!"

I wanted to roll my eyes.

Because Darren Potter will definitely be fine.

He is the protagonist, how could he have any problems? But I can't say that.

I showed a stupid worry.

"But I'm still so scared, Hannah, sleep with me tonight!"

Run as soon as something happens!

Although it's unlikely to hit Hufflepuff, it's better to be prepared for the worst! We waited in the Hufflepuff common room for a while, and then heard a rumbling explosion.

After that, it became quiet.

The Hufflepuff prefect told us to go back to sleep.

My heart was full of curiosity.

But on the surface, I yawned, swayed, and pulled Hannah to the room.

We snuggled together. It should be me leaning on her.

I curled up and fell asleep.

I am indeed so timid and scared.

The next day we found out that Darren Potter was in a coma because his magic power was exhausted.

He spent last night in the hospital wing.

After he was discharged, his little face was still pale, which was particularly heartbreaking to look at.

I found that every time Snape looked at his eyes, he would show a little worry and helplessness.

Of course, Snape was even more annoyed with Harry.

It seems Snape thinks Darren fighting the troll was because of Harry Potter.

Actually, looking at the hero saving the beauty plot, why would Snape hate Harry Potter?

Could it be the so-called "father's debt, son's repayment"?

Hahaha, looking at Harry Potter's suffocated expression, I laughed secretly.

Of course.

I actually envy Harry Potter too.

Although he has no parents, he now has Dumbledore planning for him.

And Snape protecting him behind his back.

As well as adults and children in the magic world who worship him.

And even two very good friends.

And these, Darren and I should both envy, right?

We are transmigrators; no matter how real the world here is, there will be a sense of detachment.

Lonely yet looking not lonely.

Sad yet looking not sad.

Why did it have to be us who transmigrated?

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