Hogwarts: This Wizard Is Not Scientific

The clues are actually quite obvious.

Anyone who understands the manufacturing method of Horcrux can more or less guess some of the truth.

And everything that happened last night confirmed this.

Snape was a little angry and a little sad.

Resurrection of loved ones and safety of the world.

Protect Harry and defeat Voldemort.

He must make a choice between the two.

He knew which option was right, but that option was too cruel. Whether it was for Harry or Snape... that option was cruel.

As for Andy’s divination results…

Snape had actually guessed the truth.

There is no doubt that that was the scene when Voldemort was resurrected.

"Collins..."

Snape hesitated, but he finally swallowed his words.

No matter which option it was, Snape didn't want to choose it.

He still held a glimmer of hope in his heart, because Dumbledore had promised that he would protect the child's safety.

Andy shrugged and said in a slightly relaxed tone: "That's probably it...but divination is actually just that. What you see with your eyes can sometimes be deceiving."

After a pause, Andy stood up and said, "Professor, if there is nothing else, I will go to eat first."

Snape closed his eyes slightly and nodded invisibly.

Andy didn't care when he saw this.

It was obvious that Snape was in pain right now.

To be honest, now is actually a perfect time to take advantage of the situation.

If Andy works harder, he might be able to drive a wedge between Snape and Dumbledore, and take the opportunity to form an alliance with Snape, the potion master.

But Snape wanted too much!

He wanted to resurrect Lily and kill Voldemort without harming Harry.

Andy couldn't do that.

Especially the latter, and there was nothing Andy could do about it.

Harry is Voldemort's Horcrux. If you want to kill Voldemort, you must kill Harry first.

Saving Harry... is difficult!

As soon as he reached the door, Andy suddenly thought of a way.

"professor……"

Andy looked back at Snape, "Dementors can devour human souls, but...it's difficult for us to control these monsters."

"But it is indeed a good idea...right?"

"Maybe we can study it."

Snape's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Indeed, if Harry is indeed Voldemort's Horcrux, it is only a half-finished product, because Harry does not have the protective magic of a Horcrux.

If the Dementors could distinguish the remnant souls of Harry and Voldemort, then in theory, the Dementors could suck out the 'Remnant Soul of Voldemort' from Harry's body.

"professor……"

Andy blinked, as if everything was gone, "Then I'll leave this matter to you."

After saying that, Andy opened the office door and walked out.

Take advantage of the opportunity... Andy still couldn't resist this temptation.

Originally, Andy wanted to study Dementors by himself, and even the door key to Azkaban was ready.

But if someone could share the work... it would save Andy a lot of time.

Back in the auditorium, Hermione immediately came over and asked secretly: "Is Professor Snape looking for you because of what happened last night?"

"Uh-huh!" Andy responded.

Andy is in a very good mood now.

As long as the hoe is wielded well, there is no corner that cannot be dug down.

Poaching Dumbledore's corner is so exciting!

"What did the professor say?" Hermione asked curiously.

"He doesn't know either."

Andy spread his hands and said, "The professor may contact Voldemort and get some information from him!"

Hermione sighed, "I really hope this can end soon."

Who said no!

Andy also sighed.

If possible, Andy would also like to learn magic quietly!

But then again, without Voldemort, some things would still be difficult to do. It was precisely because of Voldemort's support that Andy was able to take advantage of the situation.

The so-called raising bandits to respect themselves...cough!

The so-called crisis and opportunity coexist, this is the truth.

……

"Dementors..."

Although Andy left, Andy's words before leaving were deeply engraved in Snape's heart.

Dementors can absorb souls!

There is no doubt that this sentence gave Snape a new hope.

If they could control the Dementors' abilities, they could easily solve Harry's problem.

To be honest, Snape didn't like Harry, and even disliked him - because Harry looked like his father, except for his mother's eyes.

But this did not stop Snape from wanting to protect Lily's son.

Snapa opened the drawer of his desk and took out a magic book.

"The Truth about Death and Hell"

Snape had borrowed it from Malfoy Manor and had only read half of it. After returning from the Death Hall, Snape never read this book again.

but now……

Snape's hope returned.

Chapter 470: Casting spells is not scary, whoever is a loser will be embarrassed

After Halloween, it means the new Quidditch game is about to begin.

The little wizard is still very innocent.

The grudge between Gryffindor and Slytherin is so deep that there are both historical issues and new class conflicts.

So they decided to show off on the court!

The two academies have been training like crazy. No matter the wind, rain, lightning or thunder, they can't stop their enthusiasm for training.

As for private sneak attacks, there are countless.

It is said that Harry was drugged and suffered from diarrhea for three days, and almost lost weight.

Malfoy was also bagged in the corridor and lay in the school infirmary all night.

So much so that the young wizards from the two academies now dare not go out alone for fear of encountering a life-and-death crisis in the safest place in the magic world.

There are also people who secretly ask Andy to divine the results of the competition, hoping to get some information in advance so that they can make a lot of money on the bet set up by the Weasley twins.

But this kind of tension before the game has nothing to do with Ravenclaw.

Because Ravenclaw's team is too weak!

Even if Andy is also a Ravenclaw, Andy dare not say without conscience that Ravenclaw can win the Quidditch championship this year.

Fortunately, Ravenclaw has locked in this year's Academy Cup in advance, so it's not like they won nothing.

Hufflepuff is really miserable. No matter what happens in Hogwarts, it has nothing to do with them. It has no sense of existence.

In this tense atmosphere, the new Quidditch game started with enthusiasm amidst a storm.

Andy almost wanted to pry open Dumbledore's head to see if there was a bubble inside his brain?

Is this weather suitable for racing?

Can't you change the competition another day?

Andy didn't want to watch the game originally. Watching the game in a storm must be mentally ill!

But Hermione wanted to see it.

The battle between Gryffindor and Slytherin has begun, and all the little wizards are waiting for them to decide the outcome.

Hermione didn't want to miss such a big melon.

After all, watching the excitement is not too big a deal.

His girlfriend wanted to watch the game, but Andy had no choice but to bring a lot of wood to the Quidditch pitch.

"Andy...what are you?" Hermione's eyes widened.

I saw Andy carrying a large bag of snacks in one hand and holding a black umbrella in the other hand, walking slowly towards the Ravenclaw stands.

Behind Andy, there were four huge logs floating.

Hermione ran over, took the snack bag from Andy's hand, and asked in a daze: "What are you doing with these pieces of wood?"

Andy glanced at the stands of the four colleges.

Those holding umbrellas and those wearing raincoats look like a bunch of Muggles who don't know magic. It's really stupid.

"Give me, let me!"

Andy pushed aside the crowd, then gently waved his wand, and under the influence of magic, four huge logs turned into an exquisite pavilion in the blink of an eye.

The pavilion is not only sheltered from wind and rain and beautiful in appearance, but also has two comfortable chairs and a table inside.

"We are wizards!"

Andy said lightly, then took the snack bag from Hermione's hand and placed it on the table.

"sit down!"

With that said, Andy took the wand and gently picked it in his pocket, and a heater flew out from it.

Andy put the heater on the table, raised an eyebrow at Hermione and said with a smile: "It's much warmer now."

The little witch was at a loss.

Although it is indeed more comfortable to sit in the pavilion and watch the game.

But... in front of thousands of little wizards, is it a little uncomfortable for her and Andy to sit in the pavilion alone?

Others are standing in the violent storm and being watered!

"What are you thinking about?"

Andy pulled Hermione over and pressed her down on the chair. "We are all wizards, and others can do it themselves!"

makes sense!

Hermione immediately felt relieved after hearing this.

Although she and Andy seem to be more unique, we are all wizards. Since Andy can conjure the pavilion, so can everyone else.