Chapter 131 Snape, Stay Away From Harry! (Third Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 131 Snape, stay away from Harry! (The third update~please subscribe~)

"You seem to have a lot of experience." Harry looked at Dumbledore.

The moonlight was bright, falling down, and was carried by the whole boat.

"Not everyone is like you." Dumbledore had a complicated expression, "Who hasn't done a few wrong things?"

"The first fifty or sixty years of my life were all failures, even if they earned me the title of 'the greatest white wizard'."

Harry shook his head: "Remember what I said to you?"

"Staying away from politics is the greatest wisdom."

He paused.

"If it weren't for saving my godfather, I wouldn't want to exchange a word with such a person."

Dumbledore laughed.

He could tell the truth from the lies.

Harry has never changed.

"Are you relieved now?" Harry glanced at him unhappily.

Dumbledore was still smiling: "You have to forgive the hesitation of an old man who has done wrong things all his life."

"Professor, I am not as good as you in many ways." The boat was about to reach the shore, and Harry changed the cat back and put it back into the water, "But I am much better than you in one thing."

Dumbledore shook his head: "You are better than me in many ways."

"I regard Hogwarts as my home." Harry stood up and looked at the castle, "What about you?"

Dumbledore was about to answer.

"I know what you want to say." Harry took the lead, "The professors are your relatives, and the students are your children. You know the name of each student and even the ideals of each of them."

"But what about Hogwarts?"

"Just Hogwarts?"

"What does it mean to you?"

Dumbledore was stunned, and he sat on the boat blankly.

"Great power is to constrain." Harry looked back at Dumbledore, "Don't let the past hold you back, my dear Professor Albus."

"I'm always moving forward."

He jumped onto the shore and waved his arms vigorously at Dumbledore: "Good night, professor, have a good dream tonight!"

The young figure walked steadily towards the castle.

Dumbledore just sat there, watching, until the figure walked into the castle, Fawkes fell into his arms, rubbed his face affectionately, and then he came back to his senses.

"Old friend, it's good that you're still here." Dumbledore hugged Fawkes, walked down the boat carefully, and walked back to the castle.

Gryffindor Common Room.

Ron and Hermione were doing their homework, and some little lions in the lower and upper grades hadn't gone to rest yet. These were the children influenced by Harry and his friends.

I'm sorry for not studying hard.

"Harry, you're back just now?" When Harry sat down next to her, Hermione asked, "Professor Dumbledore finally decided to give you extra lessons?"

Harry shook his head: "I wasn't in the office today. I went out to practice."

"Out?" Ron raised his head, a little surprised, and looked at Harry with pity, "Oh, no, then you really suffered."

"It was fine during the day, but I don't know what happened at night. The weather became a mess, with wind, rain, and thunder."

"It came and went quickly, it was really uncomfortable."

"Percy went out on a date and was soaked to the skin."

Harry nodded: "That's my lesson today."

Ron was stunned.

Hermione almost didn't react.

"What is Professor Dumbledore teaching you?" Ron stuttered, and his words were not very fluent.

Manipulating the weather, this...

is not a means for ordinary wizards, right?

"Is it a weather spell?" Hermione quickly recalled.

Harry nodded.

Hermione pursed her lips: "That's the content of newts, it's more difficult than the Patronus."

"It's actually easier than the Patronus." Harry waved his hand, "When Ron masters the Patronus, I can teach you."

Ron lowered his head and trembled.

He consulted Percy. In last year's advanced spells class, the sixth graders began to learn the Patronus. Even an excellent student like Percy, who got all 'O' grades, has not yet mastered it completely.

How long has Hermione been practicing?

It's only been more than a month.

"Ron, you have to work harder." Hermione said calmly.

Ron nodded, his voice timid: "Yes, I will."

As he said that, he suddenly thought of something and stretched out his hand to Harry: "Harry, Hermione used your wand to successfully cast it last time. Can you lend me your wand?"

Harry handed over the wand.

Ron held it in his hand, and a smell of disgust came from the cedar stick. He chanted the spell, but the magic power did not pass through the wand, and nothing happened.

Ron wanted to try again.

"It's resisting you." Harry couldn't stand it and reminded him.

Ron was stunned.

"Wand, the wand is resisting you." Harry explained clearly.

Ron reluctantly handed the wand back and looked at Hermione, a little puzzled: "Why would it resist me? Harry, I am obviously your friend too."

"Hermione can, but I can't?"

Hermione hummed happily, but didn't say anything. She continued to turn the pages of the book, and her ears were slightly red.

"It's not a matter of changing the wand." Harry wiped the wand and waved it gently. A glass of milk appeared at his hand, "It's a matter of belief."

Ron frowned even more.

Beliefs and so on are all empty.

The same is true for Percy, who is also stuck on the "faith" level.

"It felt like it came naturally." Hermione said, reminding him, "It just clicked, and suddenly I understood that I had to release the Patronus."

These words made Ron feel a little creepy. He shrank his neck and said, "Oh, no, the 'pop' sound will only make me feel like my head has been pulled out."

Hermione rolled her eyes and looked at Harry: "How are you going to spend Christmas this year?"

Professor McGonagall was soliciting expressions of interest from young wizards during this period, and Hermione had not yet had time to fill out the form.

"Stay in the castle," Harry said.

"Not going home with Sirius?" Hermione asked.

Harry shook his head: "Two of us, no, three of us, together, can't make a complete home."

Hermione was stunned.

What are these... words?

"I have never repaired the old Potter house." Harry continued softly with a smile, "During the summer vacation, I never thought that my godfather would be so stupid."

"Godfather, he doesn't want to go back to the old Black house, and no one has lived in that house for more than ten years. The situation is probably very bad now."

"As for Uncle Lupin, you know his situation well. Since the beginning of school, this has been the most comfortable six months since he graduated."

Hermione opened her mouth and tried hard, but she couldn't hold back any words of comfort. They were all empty and meaningless, and even if she said them, they didn't have the down-to-earth feeling.

After a while, she sighed: "Okay, I will stay at Hogwarts this year too."

"Why did you stay?" Ron asked.

Hermione answered casually: "My parents are going to France for Christmas this year. I don't really want to go. I've already visited once during the summer vacation."

With his curiosity satisfied, Ron lowered his head again and continued reading.

Christmas has finally arrived for the little wizards.

When Harry woke up, there was another mountain-like gift at the foot of the bed.

He took it apart.

Professor Dumbledore sent a pair of woolen socks. He tried the feel and found that they were soft and strong. Harry liked them very much and put them on immediately.

Professor Lupine sent a copy of Defense Against the Dark Arts notes, which he had summarized over the years.

As for Sirius...

He's very flamboyant.

The package delivered was the largest of all, containing various prank props and potion materials. In addition, there were also serious things, including several ancient and thick volumes of potions and alchemy notes.

Another bed.

Ron was a little confused: "Harry, what did Hermione give you?"

"A weather bottle, what's wrong?" Harry waved his wand, and a gift box flew out. The ribbon was untied, revealing the contents inside.

Ron held up a book: "She gave me a book."

"Perhaps because you have been studying hard recently, I gave her secret book to you." Harry replied casually.

Ron's tone was very complicated: "But the name of this book is "Cat Encyclopedia". The pictures on it are still untouched. It is a book for ordinary people."

Harry was stunned for a moment and said seriously: "Then it's more important to you."

"Read this book carefully."

Ron said "Oh". Although he didn't know what the use of this book was, since Harry said so, just do what Harry said, and there would be nothing wrong.

Wait until they finish opening all the presents.

Went to the auditorium with Hermione who had been waiting in the lounge.

Sirius and Lupine were already sitting on the table, discussing something happily.

"Good morning, Harry!" Sirius greeted them cheerfully, and after a trip to Diagon Alley, his whole appearance changed drastically.

Her hair was neatly styled, her black teeth became as white as new, and she was also put on a shining robe.

The only thing that can prove his years of escape seems to be his thin figure.

"It's already noon, Godfather," Harry responded.

"Do you like my gift?" Sirius winked at him, "That's what I carefully selected."

"Those books are great." Harry replied without thinking.

Sirius shook his head and waved his hands: "I'm not talking about those books, but those props."

Harry considered it, glanced at the Weasley brothers, and said with an expressionless expression, "I will let them fulfill their mission and get a good home."

Sirius didn't hear the other meaning at all, nodded and laughed: "That's right!"

"Harry, the little wizard should be more lively."

Snape sneered: "Lively, but not trouble-making."

Sirius suddenly stood up and looked at Snape fiercely: "Snot-nosed, are you causing trouble?"

"I'm just correcting what your empty brain said." Snape squinted his eyes sharply, "Mr. Potter has finally settled down, but he can't be led astray by you."

Sirius slapped the table: "He was led astray by you!"

"Look at how he talks now!"

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BOBO!!!!!!