On the other hand, Harry, who left alone, was not in a good situation. Fire and Literature? ??? ．?ｒ ａ ｎ?ｅｎ`ｏｒｇ

His heart was heavy.

Would Noether believe he did see Harry?

Will anyone believe in Knott?

No one knew about the Cloak of Invisibility, except Dumbledore.

Harry's stomach churned, and Dumbledore would have known exactly what was going on, if only Nott had told the whole thing as it was.

Back at Duke Honey's shop, walking up the steps of the cellar, over the stone floor, through the floor door, Harry took off his invisibility cloak, tucked it under his armpit, and ran desperately along the passageway, Nott would go back first, how long would it take him to find a teacher?

Harry gasped for breath and tingled in both flanks, but he didn't slow down and ran all the way to the stone ramp.

Either way, he's going to do his best to get back to school before Nott.

He preferred to leave the Cloak of Invisibility in the stone ramp section of the underground passage.

It would be a shame if the invisibility cloak was confiscated because of which teacher Noether leaked the news to.

Harry hid his cloak in a dark corner, and began to climb up as fast as he could, his sweaty hands sliding over the edge of the stone.

He got inside the witch's hunchback, tapped his wand and stuck out his head, and then the whole man came out of there, and the hunchback closed again. As soon as Harry jumped out from behind the statue, he heard footsteps approaching quickly.

It was Snape.

He walked quickly over to Harry, his black robe fluttering, and then stopped in front of him.

"That's right. He said. There was an irrepressible look of triumph on his face. Harry tried to pretend to be innocent, but he knew he was sweaty and muddy on his hands, and he quickly hid his hands in his pockets.

"Follow me, Potter. Snape said. Harry followed him downstairs, trying to wipe his hands clean from inside his robe without Snape noticing.

They walked downstairs to the main castle building, then into Snape's office.

"Sit. Snape said. Harry sat down. Snape, however, remained standing.

"Mr. Knott just came to see me and told me a bizarre story, Potter. Snape said.

Harry didn't say anything.

"He told me that he was standing there talking to Weasley when a lump of mud hit the back of his head. After that, he was constantly attacked by mud blocks, which looked like they were alive and flew up from the ground on their own, and they rushed at him, how do you think this happened?"

Harry tried to feign a slight surprise.

"I don't know, Professor. Harry said, "I guess there's some evil in that place, where are they? I've heard there's a haunted place in Hogsmeade."

Snape stared into Harry's eyes. It was like trying to stare back a Hippogriff. Harry struggled not to blink his eyes.

"Well, Mr. Knott then saw a special goblin appear. Can you imagine what that is, Potter?"

"No, you can't. Harry said that now he was trying to make others sound innocently curious.

"That's your head, Potter. Floating in mid-air. "There was a long silence.

"He might be better off going with Madam Pomfrey," Harry said, "if he sees such a vision......

"What's your head doing in Hogsmeade, Potter?" Snape asked in a low voice. "Your head is not allowed to go to Hogsmeade. No part of your body has permission to go to Hogsmeade. ”

"I know," Harry said, trying not to look guilty or scared on his face, "it sounds like Nott saw a phantom ......"

"Noether didn't see visions. Snape snarled as he bent down and placed his hands on the armrests of the chair Harry was sitting on, so that their faces were only a foot apart. "If your head is in Hogsmeade, the rest of your body is too. ”

"I've been in Gryffindor," Harry said, "and my head and body......

"Can anyone prove it?"

Harry didn't say anything. Snape's thin lips contorted into a terrifying smile.

"That's right," he said, straightening up again.

"Everyone from the Minister of Magic down to the head of the world has been working hard to keep the famous Harry Potter from Sirius Black. But the famous Harry Potter itself is the law. Let ordinary people worry about his safety. The famous Harry Potter went wherever he wanted, without thinking about the consequences at all. ”

Harry remained silent. Snape was provoking him to tell the truth.

He didn't want to say it. Snape has no evidence, not yet.

"Why are you so much like your father, Potter," Snape said suddenly, his eyes shining, "and he's extremely arrogant, too. A little talent on the Quidditch pitch also makes him think he is superior. With your friends and admirers, you look horribly alike. ”

"My dad didn't look high," Harry said, it was too late to shut up, "and neither did I." ”

"Your dad isn't very compliant either. Snape continued, leaning forward, his thin face full of malice. "The rules are for the lesser to follow, not for those who win the Quidditch Cup. His head swelled to ......"

"Shut up!" Harry stood up suddenly.

He hadn't been so angry since he yelled at Aunt Maggie at Uncle Vernon's house. He didn't care that Snape's face had hardened, and his black eyes flickered dangerously.

"What did you just tell me, Potter?"

"I told you to shut up, don't talk about my dad!" Harry screamed.

"I know the truth, right? He saved your life! Dumbledore told me! If it weren't for my dad, you wouldn't be here!"

Snape's yellow skin had turned the color of bad milk.

"Did the Headmaster tell you the background of your father's saving my life?" he whispered, "or else would he think the details would be too unpleasant for the ears of the precious Potter?"

Harry bit his lip. He didn't know what had happened, and he didn't want to admit it, but Snape seemed to have guessed what was going on in his mind.

"I don't want you to leave with a false idea about your father, Potter. He said, smiling horribly.

"Have you ever imagined some of the actions of heroic deeds? Let me correct you, your saintly father and his friend played a very funny joke on me, and if your father had not cowered at the last moment, I would have died. There is nothing he did that could be called brave. He saved himself and he saved me. If their joke came true, Hogwarts would expel him. ”

Snape looked at Harry one last time, his lips slightly lifted as if he were going to smile, but the expression was so dark and terrifying.

"Turn your pockets out, Potter!" he exclaimed.

Harry didn't move. There was a roar in his ears.

He knew exactly what was in his pocket.

"Turn your pockets out, or we'll go straight to the Headmaster and turn them out, Potter!" Harry shuddered from fear as he slowly pulled out the bag of all the gadgets he had bought at Jokowi's shop and the map of the living spots. Snape picked up Jokowi's bag.

"It was given to me by Ron," Harry said, secretly praying that he would have a chance to inform Ron before he saw Rhone, "he bought it last time in Hogsmeade." ”

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