Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

Hogwarts is no more than Valentine's Day, at least the professors don't mention it much, and the homework left on Friday will not be less than 1 point. But for young wizard, this is a very important festival.

"Think about it, just one day a year, the female children put on beautiful clothes and wait for someone's invitation with affection..."

Get up early in the morning, Harry I walked out of the dormitory listlessly and saw that Weasley twin was selling a couple mirror with a tall boy with freckles.

"...We now have two styles. If you think the heart shape is a passion and it is not suitable for you, you can try the rectangular one. We can match some small love decorations."

"But...I don't have anyone to send." The freckled-faced boy said hesitantly.

"There is no chance and the others! Buy our products, go back and change into a formal outfit, and take advantage of the morning's time to send out an invitation—" Fred De said with a seductive tone.

George performed on the side, he put his right hand on his chest and bowed affectionately, "Madam, can I invite you to take a walk?"

Happy boys Bought their products.

Harry gave twin a thumbs up, and twin smiled brightly back.

"Will anyone buy it?"

"Valentine's Day represents a sweet love, just like bamboo shoots springing up after a rain, even people who didn’t plan to buy will endure it I couldn't help but..."

Harry walked over to Hermione, happy to see that she was no different from usual. She was correcting a thick stack of papers. He glanced at it and found out with a guilty conscience that it turned out to be the ancient runes test paper of the Third Year. The corrected papers have a different appeal. The first one is Dean’s, and it is circled above. With six errors, Harry secretly guessed how many red circles his paper would have.

He reached out and flipped, Hermione slapped his hand, "Don't mess up, this is my result of the morning."

It didn't take long for Ron to leave. Coming out, one of his trousers was tangled in a sock, and when Harry pointed this out, he yawned and fiddled with his trousers.

"Are there any activities?" he asked.

"We asked Neville and they went to the Black Lake to read, remember, these are the few things we can do." Harry said that Professor McGonagall initially seemed to want him to be enclosed in the castle It was moldy, but under his arguments, some places outside the castle were reluctantly opened to him.

For example, the Black Lake is a nice place. It is backed by the castle, and the surrounding area is unobstructed. Black will only appear in this place if he wants to.

"It's just right," Ron cheered up: "I can try the newly learned imprisonment spell again. The duel is about to begin, I don't want a round trip."

Because of the large number of applicants, the duel competition has been changed to the second day of the weekend, that is, it will start at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning, and it will take place all day.

Harry said truthfully: "You're pretty good in the duel group." At least, Ron is the third person to learn this incantion after him and Hermione, even though the price is high.

The little jar of bruise he had brought from Madam Pomfrey had bottomed out.

Ron's interest became apparently high. In the next period of time, he began to talk about his experience in learning this incantion: "As Professor Haip said, you must understand this incantion. How do you understand it? Personally, I I think I have to personally experience the feeling that magic brings to you..."

Ginny and Neville came out soon, and Hermione quickly corrected the last test paper. She glanced at the time: "Let’s go Right."

When they came out of the common room, they were surprised to find that there were already some people in the corridor, and the couples walked around generously holding hands. And near every boy or girl with tangled eyes, there is a favorite person in his (her) line of sight.

They passed by a group of Second Year girls, and the wind blew their conversation over, "Do you think...Professor...My card?"

"They are all in their heads What do you think?" Ron said incredulously.

Hermione understood very well: "Maybe they just want to send a holiday blessing..."

They waited for a few minutes at the gate of the castle, and Luna popped up. She took Ginny's hand and said, "It's right to get out of the castle so that you can avoid the hooks in the mistletoe."

"Hook...what?" Ron asked.

"Hook, it can make people feel distraught and have a bad head..."

"This explains why witches like to kiss under the mistletoe." Ron teased. Harry wanted to laugh, but Ginny and Hermione stared at him.

The young wizard sits in small groups on the grass by the black lake and in the shade of the trees. They picked an open space and enjoyed a leisurely time. Until the third girl handed Harry a card under the encouragement of a friend, Ron said sourly: "Why didn't you accept their invitation." Say: "I, uh... because of..."

Luna said cheerfully: "Do you have someone you like?"

tone barely fell, Ron and Ginny stared at once Looking at Harry's face, there seemed to be a flower coming. Harry flustered and exasperated yelled: "No—"

Luna stared at him with a surprised expression.

"You scared her." Hermione said sternly, Ron defended Harry, "Luna usually does this, isn't it?"

Luna said in a daze, "I think She was not talking about me." She pointed to a weeping willow by the lake in the distance, and everyone looked in the direction of her fingers.

Ron squinted: "It seems to be a boy." He looked towards Harry meaningfully.

Harry said embarrassedly: "Maybe it's because of my cry just now..."

However, after more than ten minutes, the boy still stared at this side. Look, even Harry felt it, he was uncomfortable.

Hermione stood up, "Why don't we ask him, maybe he has something important." She walked to the Willow Tree and talked silently, still pointing her finger at Harry.

For a while, Hermione came back, looking at them inexplicably: "He wouldn't say a word."

Ron laughed, "Only let Harry go."

Harry got up from the grass and shrugged, "It's definitely not what you think, wait, I guess it might be about the duel self-study group?"

He's gone In the past, I have almost seen the appearance of this boy. It should be a First Year new student, wearing a loose old robe, and the fabrics on the corners are flying.

All this reminded him of Ron. Harry smiled and wondered how he should make his tone both tact and firm if this boy is really his admirer. One Colin Creevey is enough It gave him a headache.

Sixty feet, fifty feet, the guy opposite looked at Harry with the same surprise, and opened his mouth to say something.

"Om~Om~"

Harry's pockets began to vibrate, and then a piercing buzzer sounded abruptly, loud enough to be heard by the edge of a black lake.

Harry's smile froze, and time seemed to slow down suddenly. He could see every change in the expression on the boy's face, and even deliberately guessed whether he was the same.

But in the next second, he realized a fact-the looking glass! The sight glass rang!

"It's Sirius Black, run!" Harry roared out loudly. He tilted to the side agilely, reached out his hand and pulled out the wand, a red light flew out in the blink of an eye.

But the incantion missed the Willow Tree, the boy, no, Sirius · Black also pulled out a wand, blocked the oncoming thick rope, turned and ran.

Harry not even think chased him up, the sharp buzzing made him unable to hear the sound around him, his heartbeat accelerated, moving towards Black continuously and chasing fiercely.

"Harry, don't take risks!"

Percy hugged him in a panic, holding peanut flakes in one hand, Harry struggled, "Let go— —Let me—catch—he—"

His eyes kept staring at Black away. The surrounding students looked at all this blankly. Ron, Hermione, Neville, and Ginny ran over. , "Harry, oh-that is, that is?" Hermione yelled breathlessly, trying to silence the beep.

"It's Sirius Black!" Harry didn't hear clearly, he yelled.

Neville asked blankly: "What are you talking about?"

"sou!"

Everyone saw Professor Haip falling from the sky, and Nimbus flashed his broomstick. After passing away, his wand pointed at Harry, and the buzzing disappeared.

"Professor——Sirius·Black, he is here!"

"Pretending to be a student, it’s Polyjuice Potion——"

"In his hands And wand!"

Felix calmly said: "Which direction did he run?"

Harry hurriedly pointed in one direction. He suddenly realized that there was no Disapparation near Hogwarts, yes. What Hermione told him, this means that there is still a chance!