Chapter 317 The So-Called Destiny

Sun Zhu held the fork and said nothing.

All along, she didn't want to have any guiding behavior in front of the three little ones, which would affect some important plots in the future.But she ignored that she had been subconsciously interfering with their judgment—

Although from God's point of view, she was just giving correct guidance, so that they would not misunderstand Snape too deeply, lest they would be too shocked and ashamed when they finally found out his true identity.

But thinking about it now, it was also a kind of tiresome arrogance - obviously from their current perspective, Snape was just not likable, and he himself didn't care for the respect and love of unimportant people.So why does she have to go against their judgment and keep "correcting" them?After all, she couldn't tell the truth directly at all, and could only make some vague "reminders" that people couldn't figure out.

But isn't it okay to hate Snape?Why not?

Now he has no intention of harming others, and is still silently guarding and enduring the pain, but can the pain he brought to Harry, Neville and the others really be erased like this?

Now, he is just making atonement.Even, he wasn't really sorry for Harry or Neville, he only regretted losing Lily.

"I..." She looked at the three little ones across from her and considered her words.

"Of course." A plate with five glasses of juice was placed between them, and Cedric sat back in his original position, putting a glass of lemon juice in front of her, but looking at the three people opposite , "Whether you like it or not, it's up to you. No one has the right to deprive him of this right. Even if everyone praises him, you can still dislike him. It's as simple as that."

Sun Zhu took a sip of lemon juice and followed his words: "Ah, yes, as long as you don't excessively beautify or slander someone because of your own likes and dislikes, it's your freedom to like or hate someone."

Hermione took a glass of kiwi juice and thanked her: "It's like, almost everyone who knows Senior Sister Sun and Senior Diggory is praising you, but I can also dislike you, right?"

Sun Zhu choked, and the sweet and sour lemon juice made her cry. She glanced at Cedric, and he nodded indifferently: "Of course, you can hate me. But I think you should have no reason What dissatisfaction with bamboo."

"It's just an analogy, of course I like senior sister very much." Hermione stuck out her tongue, "Let's not talk about Snape anymore, Harry said that his cloak can be summoned back with the Flying Charm, it is his family heirloom , others can’t take it for themselves without permission. So, let’s change the topic.”

"You still let bamboo eat." Ron muttered.

Harry also took a glass of grape juice, tasted it, drank it in one gulp, hiccupped, and sat on the chair blankly.

"It's okay, I'm done eating." Sun Zhu waved his hand, "I'd like to listen to your speech."

"I want to ask you about that Malfoy in Slytherin, just a few words." Hermione said quickly: "I found out that his father is actually the school manager here, and he has a good relationship with Snape— —Because I wanted to write to the school board to ask them to intervene in some of Snape's actions, but the situation is very bad. Senior sister and Senior Diggory, you are all Quidditches like Harry Odd team members, then we will definitely meet that arrogant Malfoy head-on next time, I am worried about you..."

"I heard that you frightened Malfoy directly, made him cry, and said that you would go back and tell his father." Harry said, "Bamboo, Slytherin is so stingy, you have to be careful!"

"What? Are you crying?" Sun Zhu was stunned.

"That's right, it's said that he was rolling on the ground with anger." Harry said solemnly, "Seeing him in such a mess is really relieved."

Sun Zhu's head was full of black lines: "Who told you? Hermione, Ron, and the others were all there at the time, they knew..."

"It's Ron's two older brothers." Hermione spread her hands, "Harry believed them as soon as they said it, and Ron didn't explain it to me, and I didn't bother to talk to him anymore. What an unreliable guy."

"Come on, don't you want to see Malfoy cry and call Dad?"

"But this is something that doesn't exist. In fact, Malfoy threatened to retaliate. Spreading such rumors will only make him more annoyed, and may cause big trouble! Do you know how naive your behavior is!"

"Hmph, you are afraid of him, but I am not."

"I'm not afraid, but I don't think it's necessary to expand the influence. This will implicate other innocent people and affect everyone's study."

"Prudish." Ron grimaced.

Hermione was so furious that she stood up all of a sudden, and said to Sun Zhu stiffly: "Sister, I'm just worried about you, so I'm here to remind you. I'm leaving first."

After finishing speaking, she turned around and ran away, ignoring the calls of Harry and Sun Zhu.

"Ron." Sun Zhu glared at him, "What are you doing?"

"She's just like Percy." Ron said nonchalantly, "Once you start educating others."

"You just kept talking to her just now, why did it change after a while." Sun Zhu took the juice from Ron's hand, "I won't drink it for you."

"Partial." He glanced at Harry, and found that Harry was looking at him disapprovingly, so he simply got up too, "I'm full, goodbye."

Sun Zhu sighed and looked at Harry: "Harry, please go back and tell Hermione not to worry, I have ways to deal with Malfoy. Also, tell her not to be angry, I understand what she means. She can insist on her view, and continue to be herself.”

Harry nodded: "I see, I believe you are capable, but if there is anything I can help with, please let me know!"

Cedric coughed lightly: "They're all gone."

Harry waved at her step by step and turned back three times: "Goodbye, you have to be careful-oh, sorry, I didn't mean it, didn't I hurt you?"

"It's okay." The person he bumped into shook his head in a good temper, and walked in the opposite direction of him.

Sun Zhu couldn't help but clicked his tongue, seeing Harry standing in a daze and forgetting to walk, he said with some emotion: "Is this some so-called destiny?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Cedric turned his head, saw Qiu walking towards them, and sighed softly, "It's destined that you can't just eat a meal and then have a good rest."