Chapter 39: A Little Trouble

After the second project, there was one thing that everyone was eager to know, and that was what was going on under the lake, which meant that for the first time in his life, Ron was at the center of attention, like Harry. Ron told the story over and over again, and each time it was slightly different. At first, what he said was quite true, much the same as Hermione's statement - in the Headmaster's office, Dumbledore used magic to hypnotize the hostages, and first assured them that they were absolutely not in danger and would wake up as soon as they came out of the water. A week later, however, Ron tells a thrilling kidnapping story of how he fought fifty heavily armed merfolk with his bare hands, forcing him to compel him before tying him up.

In March, the weather became clearer, but every time they came to the field outside, the cold wind still blew their hands and faces painfully.

"You know? Melinda said there would be a good show. As soon as Phoenix sat down, he listened to Knott. However, the speech of his words was interrupted by a flock of owls. This is a rarity in normal times, and the owls split into two groups and flew towards the Slytherin and Gryffindor tables. Quite a few people stood in their chairs trying to figure out who would suddenly receive so many letters at noon.

A gray owl flies towards Phoenix.

"It looks like it's me—" Before he could finish speaking, the grey owl landed on the plate in front of her, followed by four barn owls, a tan owl, and a grey forest owl.

"From home?" said Draco, grabbing his goblet so as not to be knocked over by the flock of owls. They all scrambled to the front, trying to be the first to get the letter to him.

It was indeed letters from relatives in the family, asking if he was close to a Muggle girl, and telling him that as a pure-blood, it was dishonorable to do so.

"Looks like your family isn't happy. Daphne gloated at Phoenix in the face of a barrage of letters from home.

"Yes. "Phoenix probably guessed what was going on. He looked up and found Hermione on the Gryffindor table, her letter apparently more. "See you in the afternoon. ”

Phoenix returned to the common room with a large number of letters, but he didn't need to reply, and now he and his relatives hadn't officially torn their faces, but they didn't need to be treated as relatives anymore.

On a table in the common room, there is a magazine, Wizarding Weekly. The event photo on the cover is of a curly-haired witch grinning, baring her full mouth of teeth, and pointing her wand at a large spongy cake. Phoenix picked it up with a little understanding, rummaging through what he was looking for. Such a short article:

Harry Potter's Secret Heartbreak History

He may have been a boy like no other—but he also experienced the pain of a boy. Here's how Rita Skeeter reports. After the loss of his parents, fourteen-year-old Harry Potter thought that he had finally found emotional solace in his girlfriend at Hogwarts, Hermione Granger, who was with him from a Muggle family, but he did not expect that he would soon have to suffer another emotional trauma in his life, which had already experienced many injuries. Miss Granger is a mediocre-looking but ambitious girl who seems to have a soft spot for famous wizards, and Harry can't satisfy her appetite alone. Since the famous Hogwarts student Phoenix Peverell received the Merlin Order of Merlin, the relationship between the two has quickly warmed, and Miss Granger has joined the study group founded by Peverell, and according to internal students, Miss Granger always stays alone after each party. Miss Granger had been playing with the feelings of the two boys. Peverell has apparently been smitten by the cunning Miss Granger, and they have had trysts in various places around the school on several occasions. However, it was probably not Miss Granger's natural beauty that fascinated these unfortunate boys so much.

"She's really ugly," said Pansy Parkinson, a pretty, bubbly fourth-grader, "and she probably made a kind of ****, she's pretty clever." Yes, I think that's what she did. "At Hogwarts, **** is naturally banned, and Albus Dumbledore undoubtedly needs to seriously investigate the matter. At the same time, people with good intentions for Harry Potter hope that the next time he gives his true affection, he will be sure to choose a more worthy candidate.

After a little thought, Phoenix probably knew who did it, and the only person with the motivation and ability was Melinda.

Phoenix smiled wryly as he put the magazine back.

By the time Phoenix arrived at the Potions classroom, the class had already started for a while.

"Sit down, Peverell. Snape was holding a copy of Wizarding Weekly, and he didn't say much when he saw Phoenix. He sat next to Melinda.

"Your family's reaction is not small. Melinda asked, listening to the passage read aloud by Professor Snape.

Phoenix whispered, "Rita Skeeter, she's making me uncomfortable." ”

- Those who have good intentions for Harry Potter hope that the next time he gives his true affection, he will be sure to choose a more worthy candidate. How moving," Snape said sarcastically, rolling up the magazine to the sound of Slytherins' laughter, "well, I think it's best to keep the three of you separated, so you can concentrate on making potions, and not just about all this nonsense." Weasley, you sit here and don't move. Miss Granger, you go up there and sit next to Miss Greengrass. Potter - Go to the table in front of my podium. Alright, let's do it. ”

Phoenix began to pound his scarab beetle, and Snape continued to 'attack' Harry softly.

At this time, there was a knock on the door outside the classroom.

"Come in. Snape said in his usual voice.

The door opened, and the class turned to look. Professor Karkaroff walked in, and everyone watched as he walked towards Snape's podium. He curled his goatee with his fingers, looking restless.

"We need to talk. As soon as Karkaroff walked up to Snape, he said abruptly. He seems determined not to let anyone hear what he says, so his lips barely move, as if he were a very lame ventriloquist expert.

"I'll talk to you after class, Karkaroff. Snape whispered, but Karkaroff interrupted him.

"I want to talk now, while you can't slip away, Severus. You've been avoiding me. ”

"I'll talk about it after class. Snape said sternly.

For the remainder of those two classes, Karkaroff lingered behind Snape's podium. He seemed determined not to let Snape slip away after class. Phoenix hasn't finished the work yet, so keep staying in your seat. Harry had knocked over his toad bile before the end of class, intending to eavesdrop on what they were talking about.

"What's so urgent?" he heard Snape say to Karkaroff in a low voice.

"Look. Karkaroff said that Phoenix did not look up, that he knew who Karkaroff was and what he was showing Snape.

"How?" said Karkaroff, still struggling not to let his lips move, "see? never been so obvious, since—"

"Hide!" Snape said viciously, his dark eyes scanning the classroom.

"But you must have noticed—" Karkaroff said in an anxious tone.

"We'll talk later, Karkaroff!" snapped Snape, "Potter, what are you doing?"

"Wipe off the toad bile I spilled, Professor. Harry feigned innocence, straightening up and holding up the wet rag in his hand to show Snape.

Karkaroff turned around and strode out of the classroom. He looked worried and annoyed. Harry followed suit. He and Snape were the only ones left in the classroom.

"The hosts. Snape put on a humble posture and stood hunched next to Phoenix, "Karkaroff is scared, the Dark Lord is getting stronger. ”

"As expected," Phoenix stirred the cauldron nonchalantly, "when is he going to run?"

"As long as the mark burns up, run. Snape said in a contemptuous tone.

He kept his tone unchanged and placed the Resurrection Stone on the table, "Give it back to me before the third item." His eyes were fixed on the crucible, and the decoction was ready.