Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

When Felix came out of the headmaster's office, he was still thinking about Dumbledore's last piece of advice: Never try to play with people.

He shook his head and was going to see Hagrid's big dog. He should be five or six feet tall, right?

The other side.

In the Gryffindor common room, many people are still discussing what just happened. Just before their eyes, Professor McGonagall took a terrifying Old Lady and dragged Neville Longbottom away. .

Judging from the helpless expression on his Madoka's face, it seems that he is about to head to the execution ground.

"That's Neville's grandmother. I saw it during the holidays." Harry introduced, "She is very strict with Neville."

Hermione said softly, "It should be Haip The professor persuaded her, so she came and took Neville to buy a new wand."

As for Professor Haip’s suggestion that Neville replace the wand, all three of them knew about it, and they also accompanied Neville to buy a new wand. Send the letter.

Ron pointedly pointed out: "He should have changed a long time ago. You don’t know how great the effect is after I changed to a new wand! But speaking of which, Neville’s grandmother looks very strong. Why didn't you see his parents here?"

Harry said, "Maybe it was killed by Death Eater. At that time, Neville's grandmother mentioned that Neville's parents were tortured by Death Eater and never leaked information."

"Death Eater..." Ron said disgustedly, "It's a really heinous group of people."

"Yes," Harry said surprisedly, "Like that Sirius · Black."

Ron and Hermione looked at each other. Since Thursday night, Harry has acted very wrongly.

Ron said, "Harry, my letter has been sent out, but my father hasn't responded yet."

"Well, thanks." Harry replied weakly.

Hermione looked at the time, "Sorry, I'll go out." She left in a hurry and returned again about seven or eight minutes later, yawning and looking around, passing by their seats twice.

Ron said dissatisfied: "Hermione, I thought you were changed by Neville, and the memory suddenly changed a lot."

"What? Oh, I was just thinking about something. , We talked about the intelligence on Thursday night, Harry, let’s sort it out again, honestly, I don’t know what you are so depressed."

Harry said frustratedly: "I have been weird before. Why does Snape hate me so much... More than ten days ago, I thought it was because he and my father were mortal enemies when they were in school, and in a blink of an eye I discovered that they were also connected to my mother."

Hermione opened her mouth, no Knowing what to say, Ron said, "You got the horns, Harry. It's easy to understand when you think about it. Snape and your mother are neighbors, and they have a certain friendship. He might even have a crush on your mother. But the two of them have a separate house. The farther you go. As for your father and Snape, it’s another matter."

He concluded: "Actually, there are two people Snape knew. One is a neighbor and the other is a rival, but they They happen to be your parents."

Harry said, "I always feel weird. I didn't expect that I can still have a relationship with Snape."

"However, It's the friendship and hatred of the previous generation. I want to open it up, Harry." Ron said, "If I want to, I can climb relatives with any Death Eater. I mean those pure blood... If I struggle with this all day, I'm afraid I'm going to die." He made a vomiting expression.

"But, as you said, if Snape likes my mother," Harry couldn't help shivering, as if he was covered with slimy Flobberworms. "Why didn't the two of them be there afterwards? Together?"

Ron said questioningly: "Is there any connection? Are you looking forward to Snape becoming—"

Harry flustered and exasperated his mouth, and Ron laughed. He said, "Is it boring? It makes you think about it."

Harry said unhappily, "If you say this again, I will put Uncle Fernon's stinky socks on you while you sleep at night. Mouth." Then, he whispered for a long time, thinking about how to explain the awkward emotions in his heart, and finally gave up completely, "I just don't have any energy!"

Hermione thought on the side: "Harry , I think your worry is purely redundant. The two of them are basically impossible to come together."

"Why?" Harry asked urgently. He has been troubled by this weird feeling these days, even More than his hatred of Sirius Black, he couldn't wait to find more evidence.

"Because of the war." Hermione said, "Don't forget the background. It was the most rampant era of you know who, and Slytherin house was equivalent to Death Eater's boot camp."

"So what?" Ron asked interestedly. He took out a packet of marshmallows and handed it to Harry and Hermione.

Hermione gave him a blank look, "Do you not expect the camp, do you really think it is a playhouse? According to the concept of you know who, Harry's mother is of muggle birth, the lowest Exist, naturally standing on the opposite side of you know who. And Snape... is he pure blood or half-blood?" She looked towards Ron and asked uncertainly.

Ron carefully recalled, "I don't remember the Snape family, maybe he inherited the father's surname?"

"Then it should be half-blood," Hermione said , "But anyway, he is on the side of you know who--"

Harry said rationally: "He didn't. If he were Death Eater, it would be impossible to escape Dumbledore's sight."

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"Well," Hermione revised her words: "According to Professor Lupin, Snape at least partly agrees with the idea of ​​you know who, doesn't it? Think about it, Harry, how can they be together? Theirs The circle is completely two opposing camps!"

Harry suddenly understood, and the problem that plagued him was solved in this way. They soon began to lively discuss how Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban.

"The only thing that can fight against dementor is Patronus Charm, but he is impossible to hold wand." Hermione said.

Ron guessed, "Maybe it is some kind of profound dark magic, which you know who taught him?"

Hermione thought of the pile of dark magic in Professor Haip’s thinking cabin Book, I decided to ask Professor Haip privately if he knew. "By the way, Harry, have you always carried that speculum?"

"Yes," Harry took out a walnut-sized golden speculum from his pocket. "It looks like it's broken It’s the same thing, it’s never changed."

Ron said quickly: "Don’t, it’s really going to change, then we will be miserable."

Homework was written in the common room, and Wood came to Harry once and told him about the latest Quidditch training plan. Wood mysteriously pulled Harry aside, and said something frowned upon.

When Harry came back, Ron couldn’t help but ask: "He looks happy?"

"Yes," Harry carefully filled the parchment of the training plan. Clipped in the book, "According to him, the Troll Captain of Slytherin is likely to be detained by the professor, and he is ready to pay attention to this at any time."

Almost an hour later, Neville came back and he There is no obvious expression on his face.

"Neville, here!" Harry waved to him, "How about the new wand?"

Neville mumbled, "It's okay." He took two from his pocket. The roots are different from the old and the new wand, but apart from this, they look very alike.

Hermione carefully distinguished, "Cherry wood, needless to say, the core is unicorn hair, as for the size..." She measured it, "Thirteen inches. That's right?"

Neville looked at her in surprise.

Hermione said happily: "I spent a lot of time studying wand in the last school year."