Hogwarts Homecoming

For a few days after getting the watch, Harry was in a state of inattention.

His keen intuition told him that the meaning of Professor Brian giving him a watch might not be just a tradition in the magical world as Ron said, because this tradition has always been done by parents, elders or guardians, and Brian Professors are not among them.

Of course, compared to other professors, Professor Brian has always taken care of him, but this kind of care will not exceed the bottom line.

For example, Sirius would warn Snape face to face and fight him in a duel in the castle so that Snape would stop targeting him, but Professor Bryan would not do that. In fact, he was teaching One of the staff who has the best relationship with Professor Snape.

For a long time, he, Ron and Hermione have been dealing with Professor Brian most frequently among the little wizards, but Professor Brian pays more attention to him than Hermione and Ron.

This is not because he is the famous Harry Potter, but because of course, this is just speculation, and Harry thinks that he and Professor Brian are orphans, so, emotionally, there will be some resonance between them.

There must be something else.

This thought made Harry always try to figure out what was so unusual about this watch. Whenever he was free, his eyes would always fall on his left wrist, and, subconsciously, he would fiddle with the dial, almost like The devil was stunned.

Even in class, he couldn't control himself, and this caused a series of 'accidents'.

For example, in Professor Flitwick's class, when he and Ron were practicing the Happy Charm face to face, because he was attracted by the light reflected by the crystal clear dial, his wrist subconsciously deflected, and then, after a deafening roar, Ron was hung by him under the large chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and his face was scorched black, and he was breathing white smoke.

"Oh, I'm fine, really, I'm sure!"

Facing the roar of laughter and Harry's self-reproaching eyes, Ron, who was put down, assured Professor Flitwick with certainty, so the accident ended with Harry being deducted five points.

And Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class, where they were learning how to turn an exquisite teacup into a turtle, while Harry casually flicked his wand as the teapot exploded with a bang in front of him, and several tables nearby All the little wizards around have suffered.

"Seriously, Potter!"

Professor McGonagall pushed the black square eyes, strode from the podium to Harry, and said sternly

"When did you learn what Mr. Finnigan did, Mr. Potter!"

Well, another five left Gryffindor.

"Please, Harry!"

On Thursday afternoon, on the way to the Potions basement, Hermione said worriedly,

"Don't worry about why Professor Brian sent you a watch. If Professor Snape catches you, he won't deduct five points!"

Harry agreed with Hermione's advice, and he really should let the matter go.

However, not taking the initiative to cause accidents in Potions class does not mean that bad things will not happen.

"Professor Snape!"

Harry was concentrating on following the steps in the book to make the intoxication potion, when Malfoy suddenly raised his hand across a row of tables, Harry looked over and found that Malfoy was grinning strangely at him.

"What's wrong, Draco?"

Standing under the podium, Snape, who looked at the entire dark basement, looked at Draco and asked lazily.

"Potter is trying to interfere with my potion making, Professor, and he's using that fake gold watch to reflect the sunlight into my eyes, and it's distracting me!"

"You're talking nonsense!"

Harry flew into a rage, pointing to the tightly stitched curtains and shouting,

"There's no sunshine here at all!"

"Oh, yes yes-"

Snape walked over with a greasy smile, and slowly lowered his gaze to Harry's gold watch. A hint of predation flickered in his dark eyes, but no one noticed.

"The famous Mr. Savior got a new gadget to attract attention?"

Snape glanced contemptuously at the thick potion in Harry's cauldron,

"Before you explain your despicable behavior, can you please tell me what's in your cauldron, goblin vomit?"

Harry didn't refute Snape's words, because the experience of the past two years told Harry that no matter what he said, Snape would not give up humiliating him, on the contrary, he would incur more severe punishment.

To be honest, it had been a while since Sirius had gotten into a fight with Snape like this in Potions.

Snape swung his wand violently, and the intoxication potion that Harry had painstakingly brewed for an hour suddenly disappeared. He stared at Snape with a livid face, and all he got was a light evaluation,

"A pile of rubbish, 0 points, Potter, you need to hand in a separate fifteen-inch paper on the properties of ecstasy drugs to me before the next class."

Hermione was trying to wink at Harry, and Ron was kicking his ankle under the table, but Harry couldn't stand Malfoy's schadenfreude.

"I didn't stab Malfoy in the eye, Professor Snape!"

"Ten points, Potter--" Snape said coldly, "this is punishment for lying to you."

The anger was about to ignite Harry's whole body, blue streaks burst out from the back of his hand, almost exhausting all his reason, Harry resisted the urge to put the hot cauldron on Snape's head, but, Snape Nape obviously didn't intend to just let him go, and he bent down slowly until Harry could smell the complex mixture of scents on Snape.

"Maybe you think you can disrespect the professor if you have a murderer in your backing, Potter, but if I find you flaunting your absurdity in this classroom again"

"Sirius is not a murderer, he has been proven innocent!"

Harry flew into a rage, stood up with a snap, looked Snape straight in the eyes, and didn't care if Ron was about to pull his trousers down!

Snape's eyes were frighteningly bright, and he was about to say something, but Hermione spoke suddenly.

"Professor Snape—"

Hermione obviously summoned up all her courage to interrupt the moment when she was about to go crazy, she said in a trembling and glutinous voice,

"Harry - this watch was, was given to him by Professor Blaine as a reward, uh. Last year, it was Harry who discovered the entrance to the Chamber of Secrets -"

At that moment, Harry found that the cold light in the eyes of Snape, who was so close to him, disappeared, and he was caught off guard, but this also only lasted for a short time, and then, Snape Pu straightened up, turned and left expressionlessly.

In the following time, the Potions classroom was filled with an extremely depressing atmosphere. Neville made a mistake in the dose of scurvy, which caused the cement-like thing in his cauldron to erupt like a volcano, almost The students in half of the classroom have suffered.

But this time, Malfoy didn't immediately laugh at Neville. He could see that Professor Snape was probably not in the right mood now, and Professor Snape was indeed acting unusually. If it was before, then Neville was destined to be with him. The slug slime and frog brains had been dealt with until the end of the term, but this time, he didn't say anything, just waved his wand to remove the congealed liquid.

"You have to admit, Harry—"

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and Harry didn't delay for a second. He grabbed his schoolbag and rushed out of the basement with a livid face. Ron and Hermione also caught up with Harry after packing up their things in a hurry.

"If it wasn't for you, Hermione—"

Ron said confidently,

"Presumably Harry and Neville are soaking in Snape's potion potion ingredients right now."

"Professor Blaine's name played a role—" Hermione said, staring at Harry's profile,

"He didn't pursue it for the sake of Professor Bryan. I know you want to defend Sirius, but Harry, you shouldn't yell at a professor anyway."

"Who are you mad at, Harry?"

Sirius came down from the steps opposite the foyer. He smiled and said goodbye to Ravenclaw's sixth-year wizard gauntlets, and then walked over quickly. When he got close to the three of them, he smelled Harry and the others The smell on his body, and noticing that the three of Harry were standing at the exit of the basement, Sirius' face paled. He squinted his eyes and stared at Harry, who had an unnatural expression, and his tone was faintly angry.

"Why, is that snot-nosed man bothering you again?"