Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

It raised its little magic wand murderously, and as soon as it came in, it saw Wade's huge, still expanding bubble. It screamed immediately, flapping its wings and quickly ran away.

The two looked in the direction where the fairy disappeared, and then looked at each other.

"Ved, cheating is not allowed."

"How can this be considered cheating? I'm using the same spell as you guys."

"...If the spell's power exceeds the limit, it's cheating."

"……All right."

Vader regretfully burst the bubbles.

The two of them stayed in the "fortress". If they saw a single fairy, they would catch it with bubbles. If they saw a group of fairies, they would hide. Sometimes, when there were too many fairies, they even had to block the observation holes.

Fairies are simple-minded creatures. As long as they are not seen directly, they think there is no one. Wade caught the little guy several times when the fairy turned around to leave.

When the number of fairies gradually decreased, the students came out of their respective shelters and ambushed and captured the fairies from all directions.

The fairy queen wore a golden skirt and had a pair of gorgeous and wide wings. She had been flying in the center of the fairies, but when the soldiers were captured, her figure was gradually exposed.

When everyone was hunting the fairies, a Gryffindor girl jumped down from a great height, and before the fairies could react, the soap bubbles just caught the golden queen.

"I win!" she cheered loudly, holding up her wand.

Her companions also jumped and danced, and the remaining fairies grabbed her hair in anger, but they ignored them.

"Hey, what's so great about catching the queen? Why don't we compete to see who can catch more?"

Another Slytherin boy pulled out a bag filled with fairies trapped in bubbles.

"We have thirty-five!"

"We are thirty-eight!"

"Forty-seven!"

Everyone took turns showing off the fairies they had captured.

"Cough cough." Michael coughed twice deliberately, and after attracting everyone's attention, he waved his wand.

With a "crash", a pile of fairy balls like a small hill rolled down.

"I didn't count how many..." Michael pretended to be modest and boasted, "But there are probably more than 200, right?"

Everyone was quiet for a moment.

"Want to go eat?"

"Okay, I'm hungry!"

"Let's go to the library after dinner?"

"Okay, go do your homework."

The others dispersed instantly, and Michael blinked.

After all the students had gone far away, Wade heard someone say, "No wonder... I felt like today's game ended a little too quickly..."

"Most of them must have been caught by Wade!" someone else said.

"Humph, it's all jealousy!" Michael said angrily because he didn't receive any envy or admiration.

"Oh, it looks like the game is over."

Professor Flitwick appeared and waved his wand, and all the bubbles that trapped the fairies disappeared.

The fairies flew out and gathered around Professor Flitwick, buzzing and accusing the students.

"All right, all right," Professor Flitwick said soothingly, pulling out a large jar. "Come and have some nectar!"

The fairies immediately forgot what they had just said and landed on the jar obediently.

"How is it, Weder?" Professor Flitwick asked, "Is this escape game fun?"

"It's interesting, but it lacks a bit of excitement." Wade raised his eyebrows: "Professor, I have an idea..."

Michael leaned over to listen, and several fairies landed on their shoulders and flapped their wings gently.

Professor Flitwick nodded as he listened. "Not bad, not bad. This is much more interesting... But it's a big project. I have to call other professors to help, and I also need to get Professor McGonagall's permission..."

"Don't worry, Professor McGonagall will definitely approve it... It's this kind of scoreboard... Can it be made? It sounds complicated..." Michael said.

"It's not very difficult." Wade said, "I'll ask Fred and George to help me, and we can get it done in an afternoon..."

"Then I can call on other people to help." Michael said: "Padma can draw the sketch, and Theo and I will classify the monsters, and the scoring must be reasonable..."

"For architecture, you can call on senior students."

"Cedric is very charismatic. He can call on a large group of people to help with the work."

“Complete in one day?”

"No problem!" Michael made an "OK" gesture decisively.

The next update will be delayed, maybe until the evening

Chapter 167 Harry's Two Days

Harry received Dumbledore's dispensation and did not return to school until Sunday afternoon.

During these two days, Harry and Lupin accompanied Sirius, and he watched his godfather change from a sloppy, dirty, ragged, unkempt prisoner to a thin but well-groomed respectable man.

They also went to St. Mungo's, where the healer examined him and gave him a lot of advice, including three potions. In short, Sirius needed a long period of rest and careful conditioning before he could recover.

Lupin took the opportunity to suggest that Sirius come live in his house.

"I don't think you would want to go back to the Black house... and Harry often comes back on weekends, so you can see him more often."

Sirius had forgotten his original intention of wanting Harry to live with him, and happily agreed.

Lupin's house was not big, and it was crowded enough for two people to live in it, let alone three.

But this was not a problem for them, as both Lupin and Sirius knew how to perform the Untraceable Extension Charm, and it did not take them long to add a bedroom.

That night, when Harry went to bed, he saw the two adults still in front of the fireplace, drinking and talking.

When he got up in the morning, they were still in almost exactly the same position.

They talked all night long, seemingly having endless things to talk about.

On Sunday morning, Sirius and Lupin took Harry and Apparated to Godric's Hollow.

For the first time, Harry learned that his home was in this village and his parents died here.

He was surprised and ashamed, wondering why he had never thought of coming here to take a look before.

He never even paid homage to his parents once.

But then he thought, even if he had this idea, Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon would not bring him here.

Lupin took them to the center of the square, and Harry saw that there was a statue of the Potter family there, as if people were commemorating and thanking them in this way.

Then they went to the cemetery behind the church to pay tribute to the Potters, but Harry first saw the tombstones of Dumbledore's mother and sister. For the first time, he knew that he and the headmaster came from the same place.

—Why didn't Dumbledore tell me?

Harry couldn't help but think.

But then he thought that there might be many wizards from this village going to Hogwarts, and Harry Potter was just one of them. Dumbledore really didn't need to tell him specifically.

"Harry, this way!"

Lupin said as he led the two to the tombstone of Mr. and Mrs. Potter. The white marble tombstone was engraved with James and Lily's names and birth and death years, as well as a short epitaph:

【The last enemy to be eliminated is death】.

Harry looked at the two familiar yet unfamiliar names, and thought of his parents lying in the cold ground, unable to respond to him anymore, and his tears suddenly welled up.

Sirius cried without restraint, mumbling:

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm so damn sorry..."

Lupin turned his head away, took a deep breath, and didn't dare to look at the two of them.

After a long time, Lupin finally pulled Sirius, who was almost fainted from grief, up from the ground. He embraced Harry, whose eyes were red and swollen, and forcibly led the two of them out of the cemetery.

"We will come to see them again... Harry, although James and Lily have passed away, they will always live in our hearts, and their love will always accompany you... Remember this."

"Sirius, James certainly wouldn't want to see you like this... He would rather see you cheer up and move on."

They arrived at James and Lily's former home.

This place had already become a ruin. The right side of the top-floor room was completely blown up, the iron door was rusted, the yard was overgrown with weeds, and several pieces of window glass were broken.

Standing at the door, Harry didn't dare to go in for a moment.

Since he was a child, he fantasized about what his life would be like if his parents had not died... Would he be like Dali, who was regarded as the cutest baby in the world by his parents even though he was rude, stupid and impolite?

However, at this moment, he was so close to where his parents once lived, but his legs were too heavy to lift.

He was scared.

He was afraid of seeing that he once had a very happy life, and he was even more afraid of seeing that happiness being cruelly shattered and torn into pieces.

Lupin understood Harry's feelings. He pressed the boy's shoulder and said, "Next time, Harry, come back when you are ready."

Harry managed to say, "No, I can..."

"Don't forget that you have to go to school tomorrow. You've been delayed here for too long. Can you get up early on time tomorrow? Have you finished your homework? Have you prepared for the lessons?"

Lupin's three consecutive questions brought Harry back to the cruel reality. When he thought about the fact that he had only written two lines of his Potions essay, his mood suddenly became heavy in another sense.

"Come on, I'll take you back to school." Lupin said, "We'll come together again during the Christmas holidays. There are a lot of things in the old house that need to be sorted out, and I guess you must want to see some traces of your childhood life."

Harry hesitated for a moment, and was led out by Lupin. He turned around and saw Sirius still standing at the door, his body as stiff as if he had been petrified.

He couldn't see his godfather's expression, but just looking at his back, Harry felt like he couldn't breathe.

"Remus, Sirius he..."

"He may need to be alone for a while." Lupin said: "Don't worry, I will watch him after I take you back."