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Ever since his last Quidditch match against Slytherin, he felt unlucky, being targeted by Dementors and falling off his broomstick while playing on the pitch.

Without the Seeker, Gryffindor lost the game without any suspense, and he felt sorry for Wood's expectations, sorry for his teammates, and even more sorry for himself, because they trained so hard and hard.

There is something that makes him even sadder, the flying broomstick that has been with him for a long time, the light wheel 2000, was dismembered into many pieces of wood by the beaten willow, and it is completely impossible to recover.

He felt like he had lost a very good friend, and this broom carried so many good memories for him.

On the day he woke up, Ron excitedly ran over to tell him that all the Dementors had been removed, and that Professor Dumbledore said they would almost never reappear.

Harry was happy, too, but he felt a sense of loss because his motivation to learn the Patronus Charm suddenly disappeared.

He didn't like to give up halfway, he still wanted to learn the spell from Lupin, and even if the Dementors no longer appeared, he would still try to overcome his fears.

When he thought of Professor Lupin, he thought back to the days when Snape substituted for them, it was so boring, countless notes and assignments, and uninteresting, he always liked to give lectures with his greasy hair and in a tone that would make students drowsy, but no one dared not listen, he liked to find ways to deduct points for Gryffindor, as soon as you were distracted and wanted to doze off, he would stand beside you very "coincidentally" and say:

"Looks like you're in good hands, Potter, but that's not a reason for you to be distracted in class, please answer my question. The tone was gloomy.

Then, whether he could answer or not, Snape would deduct points from Gryffindor.

What's more, there are many times when he can't answer.

Also, Hermione and Ron's relationship is still so bad, the two of them will always pick different times to visit him, and he now understands that the worst time for the relationship is not the two of them quarreling fiercely and earth-shattering, but a cold war without saying a word to each other.

It made him feel uncomfortable.

Today is the day he is discharged from the hospital, and their captain Wood finally brings him unexpected good news.

In the afternoon, it was a match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw, and Slytherin was defeated, and according to the spectators, most of their players were very absent-minded, not only the players, but also the cheers of the students in the audience.

Slytherin's defeat meant they had hope of recovering from their first defeat.

Like a ray of warm winter sun shining through the dense clouds, Harry's mood was high and full of fighting spirit, even in the face of a broom that he was completely unfamiliar with.

And it's broken, rotten, and old.

He had to endure it, and he had to find a time to choose a new broom.

The Christmas holidays were just around the corner, and before that, the students could go to Hogsmeade Village one more time, and all but him were in high spirits.

Just as he and Ron, cloaked and scarfed, hugged goodbye and prepared to walk down the marble staircase back to the Gryffindor Tower.

The Weasley brothers appeared behind him and patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"Harry, poor Harry. Fred looked at Harry sympathetically and shook his head.

"We really can't bear to see you so lonely. George took over.

"We actually want you to stay at school quietly. Fred looked confused.

"But I think the final choice should be yours. George shrugged.

"What are you talking about?" Harry shook his head in confusion, looking at the twins in front of him.

"I just wanted to give you a Christmas present in advance. They spoke in unison.

"Thank you. Harry nodded, reaching out to take the gift from George and Fred.

"You can go back to your dorm room and open it again. Fred looked at Harry and winked at him.

"Hmm. Harry nodded, he hadn't figured out the purpose of the two in front of him until now, and he was even wondering if it was another prank.

"Trust me, you're going to be in for a surprise. George said.

Harry followed them all again and headed for his bedroom.

"Stay safe, Harry. Just as Harry was some distance away from them, Fred and George shouted at open their voices again.

Harry turned and waved at them, indicating that he had heard.

"Truth be told, Harry won't be in danger. Fred stabbed George in the shoulder with his elbow.

"Black didn't dare to show up, the area around the school and on Hogsmeade Street was now full of patrolling Aurors. George said lightly.

It didn't take long for Harry to understand the meaning of what the twins had told him.

The gift is a hand-drawn map, crooked and hand-drawn, but also able to express what it wants to express.

This is a map to Hogsmeade, and it is full of tips for leading to the secret passage.

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When Harry finally appeared in front of Hermione, Hermione grew her mouth and stared at him blankly as if she had seen a ghost.

"Oh my God, Harry, how did you come here, would your uncle-in-law sign it for you, and even say they would sign the form and mail it to you in an owl?" Hermione's face was full of consternation.

"I sneaked out. Harry lowered his voice.

Now that his nose sniffed, he smelled a smell of blood, which made him not very comfortable, and he couldn't help but look up and see a sign hanging on it, which read: "Unusual taste." ”

Then he and Hermione went to an even darker corner before they began to talk about themselves.

"Are Ron's two brothers trying to kill you?" Hermione took a deep breath and grumbled, then seemed to think of something, "You mean the map, is there a secret passage to here?" she asked.

Hermione paused, and a memory she didn't want to remember began to come back to her.

"That's right. Harry nodded, completely unaware of Hermione's anomaly, "It's from Duke Honey's cellar, there's a one-eyed witch next to a classroom on the fourth floor, and there's a secret passage behind it," he said.

"Oh. Hermione, who was still excited just now, became a little absent-minded, and just responded simply.

She hated to recall that she had also violated school rules.

There may be other, deeper reasons.

"Isn't Ron with you?" Harry regretted as soon as he spoke, as he saw that Hermione's face was covered with frost again, as cold as snowflakes were falling outside the window.

"He?" Hermione raised her good-looking eyebrows, "probably still sipping a beer at the wine table, obsessively watching the proprietress of a bar." She said sarcastically. (To be continued.) )