Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 101 You were dumped by Cassandra! (Update )

Harry naturally didn't think about that part. He tiptoed back to the Gryffindor common room, intending to have a good sleep.

The next morning, it was still Potions class.

But now he understood why Professor Snape treated Gryffindor so badly, and his feelings towards Snape were not complicated.

At least he was there that night.

Hmm... who is the other person? The one who called my father's name...

Harry rubbed his eyes, not noticing Professor Snape calling his name.

"Potter!" Snape narrowed his eyes and said in a bad tone, "Do you think you are so capable just because you stopped Quirrell's plot? Gryffindor will deduct two points for your absent-mindedness!"

Harry just raised his head and smiled at Snape, but he didn't expect that because of this smile, Gryffindor lost another three points.

The reason is arrogance.

"Oh my god, he is really..."

After class, in the Gryffindor common room, Ron and Harry complained about Snape: "I think he just doesn't like you..."

"Well, he does dislike me because I look like my dad." Harry shrugged. "We are almost cut from the same mold, except for the eyes."

"Why?" Hermione asked in confusion, "Didn't you say that your parents and Professor Snape were good friends? Why are you saying this now?"

It was dinner time, and Seamus and Neville were away, so the three of them were sitting around in the common room.

So Harry didn't intend to hide it and told them both what his father had done.

"Oh my God." Hermione opened her mouth, "Now I understand why Professor Snape hates Gryffindor so much. To be honest, if it were me, I would also hate the entire Gryffindor because of this..."

"Like you hate Slytherins?" Harry glanced at Hermione.

Hermione didn't respond and just agreed with Harry's words.

Ron didn't know what to say. He thought for a long time and said something that shouldn't be said: "Then what are you going to do? Are you going to apologize to him?"

Harry rolled his eyes at this.

"Oh come on Ron, am I going to go over to Professor Snape and say, 'Oh, Professor Snape, I'm sorry my dad hung you upside down, and other students, especially my mom, saw your dirty black underwear that hadn't been washed for a long time' - man, do you think this is an apology or a provocation?"

"I have no doubt that Gryffindor will lose ten thousand points if you say that." Ron swallowed hard.

At noon, Harry went to the Forbidden Forest, but did not find Pappy.

When he came back, he learned from Hermione that it was she who informed Pappy about Harry's fainting.

Originally, Hermione was planning to feed Pappy, but she didn't expect that Pappy was planning to come to the edge of the Forbidden Forest to find Harry again next week.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought something had happened to Pappy.

After the morning classes ended, it was time for the final exams.

Students are not allowed to bring their own paper and pens to the final exam. Professors will personally distribute special anti-cheating exam supplies.

In addition to the written test, there is also a practical test.

For example, during the final exam of Charms, the short Professor Flitwick asked the students to walk into the classroom one by one to see if they could make a pineapple tap dance across a desk.

Harry was having a lot of fun. Not only did he make Pineapple tap dance, but he also made her dance strictly to the beat of the record that Professor Flitwick had played.

The Transfiguration class was a practical course. Professor McGonagall watched everyone transform a mouse into a snuff box - the more exquisite the box, the higher the score; if there were still mouse whiskers on the box, points would be deducted.

During the Potions exam, the students tried desperately to recall the procedure for mixing forgotten potions.

Snape stood behind and watched everyone closely. The students could even feel his breath on the back of their necks, which made them very nervous.

Nonsense, who wouldn’t be nervous if such a big, greasy-haired old black bat was placed behind them?
After all, no one wants to be sprayed with venom by the old bat, especially Harry, who always feels that Professor Snape is following him closely like a ghost.

Soon, they arrived at the last subject.

The weather was really hot and humid, especially when answering questions. The classroom was even hotter than outside. In addition, the subject of the exam was History of Magic, which made people even more anxious.

Harry and Hermione were answering their questions quietly. What puzzled everyone was that Ron, an old poor student who had never been interested in the history of magic, was actually writing very quickly, answering questions frantically on the paper with a quill.

Even when handing in the paper, Ron was beaming with joy.

There is no other reason, because the content of the exam... is about suppressing the goblin rebellion.

Having spent so much time with Harry, Hermione and Pappy, and listening to so many stories, even if Ron was a pig, he would probably have memorized all the stories that Pappy told.

What's more, the protagonist of the story is Harry Potter, the man with the same name as his best brother.

Because he loves the whole thing, Ron has put unexpectedly much effort into the history of magic.

Lying on the grass at the edge of the Black Lake, Ron took a deep breath happily, moving his hands and feet together as if swimming, "How great it is, I don't have to review anymore."

"Yeah, that's great."

An ethereal voice sounded around them.

"Pappy!" Ron cheered.

Harry sat up and looked in Pappy's direction.

"Uh...what are you doing?" He looked at Papi who was eating grass with his head down with a frown on his face.

"Hermione said that unicorns should eat some grass." Pappy said happily while chewing the grass.

Hermione was a little embarrassed, and she quickly said, "I'm sorry, Miss Pappy, that's not what I meant..."

"Ah, actually, this is what I ate in the Forbidden Forest all these years, haha..." Pabbie jumped happily, walked to Harry's side and nuzzled him in his arms: "Harry, I heard you fainted? Did you really faint?"

"It's nothing serious, Pappy." Harry reached out and rubbed Pappy's head, "But I can remove the curse on your wound now."

As he said this, he took out his wand, pointed it at Pabbie's wound that was still bleeding, and chanted the dispelling spell.

Perhaps because of the surging magic power of the Philosopher's Stone, the spell worked and Pabbie's wounds healed as before.

"You really did it!" Hermione cheered. She couldn't bear to see others suffer.

Even if the other person was a unicorn, Hermione always felt the same way.

"Great!" Pappy jumped up and down happily. She bent her legs and said to Harry, "Harry, Harry, come up -"

"Huh?" Harry was stunned.

"Come on up--I'll take you for a ride--" Pappy said cheerfully.

Harry thought for a moment, then turned over and climbed onto Pappy's back, waving at Hermione and Ron as they looked at him with extreme envy.

"I'll be back in a minute—"

The unicorn ran smoothly, which was completely different from what Harry had expected. He hugged Pappy's neck and said to her, "Pappy, I found Vivi."

"Eh?" Pappy stopped and said, "Where is it?"

"Map secret room." He said briefly.

"Oh, the Chamber of Secrets." Pappy was a little disappointed. She said to Harry, "The Vivi there is just a portrait. I thought you brought her back..."

"But now we have a clue, don't we?" Harry said with a smile, "She also gave me the key to the vault, which contains some materials that can summon her back... Oh, we're still missing something called 'Basilisk Fangs'. I know you're an expert on magical animals. Do you know where there are basilisks?"

"Basilisk?" Pabbie shook his head. "I have heard that the customs had seized a young basilisk before, but it had been destroyed. If Cassandra is still alive, there might be something related to a basilisk in her collection. I think... you can ask her descendants?"

It would have been better if he hadn't said this, but once he said it, Harry thought of Draco's notebook.

He made up his mind that when he returned, he would ask Draco what was going on with the notebook.

"But...Cassandra." Pabbie whistled, "Do you remember the fourth grade? Do you remember the time when you and Cassandra had a fight? I remember that she seemed to have mentioned that there were many magical creatures in her house."

"Ah." Harry was somewhat impressed.

For some unknown reason, Cassandra was angry with him that time and ignored him for a long time.

Harry had thought he would be very happy because that annoying, arrogant, and obnoxious Cassandra had finally given up the idea of ​​taking him in as a follower.

But he sadly discovered that a large and important part seemed to be missing in his life.

That day, Harry kept practicing spells in the dungeons, trying to forget that feeling.

"Ouch!" Pappy exclaimed as Harry was tearing a dummy into pieces. "You practice really hard—"

The Hufflepuff girl smiled sweetly, like the warm sunshine in winter, which could dispel the coldness of loneliness in people.

"Don't disturb me, I want to practice spell combinations - go over there." Harry waved his hands impatiently.

"Oh!" Pappy showed a look of realization. She put her hands behind her back and walked briskly to Harry's side. She cutely showed her head to his left: "You were dumped! You were dumped by Cassandra!"

"I'm not!" Harry retorted subconsciously: "I'm not being dumped..."

"That means you abandoned her—" Pappy popped his head out from his right side again, "Hey, what does it feel like to dump a rich girl?"

Harry irritably threw a spell at the dummy.

"Confringo!"

"It's not what you think!" Harry said helplessly.

"Hehe, then while I'm still here, quickly lean on my shoulder and cry." Pappy bent down, supported his knees with one hand, and tapped his shoulder with the other hand: "Here, shoulder——"

"Why am I crying?!" Harry asked.

"It's Christmas now, Christmas, Christmas - have all the people in your dormitory gone home?" Pappy straightened up, put his hands behind his back and tilted his head and said, "When you return to the dormitory, you will find that you are alone. At that time, it will be even more miserable if you cry secretly in your bed."

Harry lowered his wand and rolled his eyes.

"Even if I jump from here, I will never cry!"

"Then you can talk to me. Actually, Cassandra is not what you think..." Pappy clasped her hands in front of her chest in a naive manner, looking at Harry with her bright eyes.

"Then I'd rather have a heart-to-heart with Sir Nicholas, or talk to the Bloody Baron about emotional issues." Harry waved his wand again, casting a spell that hit the training dummy.

Pappy puffed up his cheeks, kicked his legs aimlessly in front of him, and hummed, "What? I came here with good intentions to comfort you, but you don't appreciate it. You even don't want to talk to me instead of the Bloody Baron!"

"Yes!" Harry had no woman in his heart, and the spell was naturally divine.

He seemed to mistake the dummy for Cassandra and practiced the spell combination again.

Seeing that Harry ignored her, Pappy swayed from side to side and rolled her eyes: "Hey, Harry..."

"Leviosa (levitate)!" "Accio (come)!" "Depulso (retreat)!"

Harry practiced the spell combination over and over again, trying to forget the unpleasantness between him and Cassandra.

He is running away.

"Roar?" Pappy showed a cunning smile like a little fox. She reached out and took out her wand, put it against her throat and shouted loudly. She stood on tiptoe behind Harry and said behind his shoulder: "Practice spells hard, practice spells hard. It seems that our poor little Harry wants to use this method to cover up the pain of losing love~"

"Who can a broken heart love? When will the pain of being abandoned subside? The only way is to turn this grief and anger into strength and vent it..."

At this point, Pappy jumped onto a chair and cheered loudly with great energy.

"Use a spell to vent your pain!"

Harry lowered his wand.

"Ah? Is little Harry exhausted? Did he finally realize something and want to have a good chat with Cassandra..."

Pappy placed one hand on his chest and stretched the other forward, as if he was reciting a Shakespeare sonnet with deep emotion.

Harry looked at Pappy.

Pabbie felt Harry's gaze and stopped what he was doing guiltily.

But he couldn't stand steadily, struggled a few times, and fell down.

"Leviosa!"

Harry used a spell to make Pabbie float, which saved the girl from falling on her butt.

"Thank you, Harry--" Pabbie chuckled.

Harry was so angry that he laughed. It was at that moment that he realized the good intentions of the girl in front of him.

"I should be the one thanking you, Pappy." Harry smiled gently: "Thank you, I feel much better now -"

Later...it was Papi's enlightenment that made him realize the problem.

"I remember." Harry reached out and gently touched Pappy's neck. "If it weren't for you, Cassandra and I might not be friends..."

"Haha..." Pappy raised his head, "In fact, even if you didn't go to Cassandra at that time, she might come back to you and say to you arrogantly - 'Potter, you little follower dare to sing against me', right?"

"You know her well," sighed Harry.

　Outside it's raining
　　It's raining outside now
　　and tears are falling from my eyes
　　And my eyes are crying

　　why did it have to happen
　　Why is this happening?
　　why did it all have to end
　　Why should this all end?
　　I'm a big big girl
　　I'm a strong girl

　　in a big big world
　　In this big world
　　It's not a big big thing
　　That's not a big deal
　　if you leave me
　　If you leave me

　　but I do do feel
　　But I do feel
　　that I do do will
　　I will

　　miss you much
　　I miss you so much

　　
　
(End of this chapter)