"But I'm not! My mother, Lily Evans, came from a Muggle family. My father, James Potter, he..."
Only then did Harry realize how little he knew about his father's side of the family. The common room fell silent.
Luo Bin patted Harry on the shoulder and said helplessly, "Salazar Slytherin lived over a thousand years ago. It's hard to prove who his descendants are, and just as hard to prove who they aren't. Harry, don't dwell on it. Go back and get some sleep. Tomorrow, once Justin Finch-Fletchley has calmed down, find a chance to explain things to him!"
"All right!"
When the four of them left the common room and walked down the corridor, boys and girls alike gave Harry a wide berth.
Clearly, what had just happened in the Great Hall had spread rapidly throughout the Castle. Harry's spirits sank to rock bottom. With his head bowed, he let Ron pull him back to the Dormitory.
When Luo Bin returned to the Dormitory, he found Draco sitting blankly on the edge of his bed, gripping his wand tightly, his eyes full of fear.
"What happened to that big black snake in the end?"
Draco jerked violently, apparently startled. He stared blankly at his roommate, and Luo Bin had no choice but to ask again.
"It turned into a wisp of gray smoke and drifted away!"
"What are you scared of?"
"I... I'm not scared. Justin wasn't even bitten. What would I be scared of?!"
Draco was as stubborn as a rock. He was clearly terrified, yet insisted on putting on a brave face. After speaking, he kicked off his shoes and burrowed under his covers without leaving even his head exposed!
"If you really feel guilty, find a chance to apologize to Justin Finch-Fletchley tomorrow!"
"No! I'm never