HP Miss Potter who was taken away by Voldemort

"Okay, then....... Good night. "

Draco found out about sneaking into the Gryffindor table and reported it to Snape, and although Snape didn't punish her for anything, it was obvious that she couldn't do anything like that in the future.

Isha had no choice but to return to the Slytherin table for breakfast.

Draco arrived before her, but only started eating toast after seeing her.

Naturally, Isha sat down in her place, picked up a chicken leg and nibbled on it.

Strangely, this time Draco didn't harass her again, but didn't say a word.

After taking a few bites, Isha looked at the boy next to her suspiciously, but the boy looked away in a panic when he saw her looking in his direction, pretending that he was taking his food seriously.

Isa:

What are ??? doing today, what are you cramping with, she's a little Xi used to being so quiet.

Isha kept an eye on Draco as she ate, he seemed to have been hesitating and not knowing what to do, it was a rare thing, she couldn't help but think, but it was okay, she liked the feeling of being clean, her tendons were good, and she would continue to keep it up in the future.

Without Draco's noise, Isha quickly finished her breakfast, wiped her mouth and hands with a napkin, and got up to leave, with a satisfied hiccups.

At this time, Young Master Malfoy, who hadn't held back a word for a long time, finally stopped her.

Isha turned her head for some reason, only to see Draco squirming and squirming, leaving her confused.

"What's the matter, young master, I'll leave if it's okay. There was a rare time when Draco didn't take the initiative to find fault, and Isha didn't want to stir up trouble for no reason, so she asked politely.

"This....... To you. Draco took a gift box from the side of his chair and handed it to her, turning his head away from her.

Sure enough, this is the difference between a local tyrant and a well-off family, even the gift box is much more delicate than hers, with delicate golden patterns engraved on it.

However, with his character, he would think of such a thing as a

return gift? Eighty percent of Lady Narcissa saw the letter he sent home, and wrote back to tell him that he should return the gift.

She didn't know much about the Malfoy family, only that they all discriminated against non-pure-blood wizards, just like Hermione, everyone else called her a Mudblood, only Narcissa called her Miss Granger, which shocked Isa at the beginning, and moved for a long time, maybe because her experience and Hermione were somewhat similar, they were discriminated against, looked down upon, and excluded.

"Thank you, Master Malfoy, I love this gift. —

box, because it's golden.

Isha reached out and took it, turned and walked away quickly.

"What....... I didn't even look at it and said I liked it. The tsundere Young Master Malfoy began to mumble again.

A girl sitting not far from him stared at Isa's departing back, her eyes cloudy.

Charms lesson.

I don't know why, Isha always feels uncomfortable with the cold in class, and she always feels as if someone is staring at her.

Thinking so, she quietly turned her head.

Her classmates were listening attentively, and no one was watching her at all.

That's it, it's almost the end of the semester, everyone must be studying hard, where is there time to care about others.

Isha blinked and turned her head back to continue writing her unfinished notes.

As soon as she turned around, that gaze fell on her again.