Malfoy and his henchmen, Goyle and Crabbe, blocked Harry, and Malfoy looked at Harry in shame, "Potter, why don't you speak?" ”

Harry stared at Malfoy with a blank expression, his heart full of annoyance, "Get out of the way, Malfoy." ”

"You haven't answered my question yet, Potter." Malfoy smirked, "Why didn't you take those three O.W.L.S?" Are you scared to go? ”

"Whatever you want, Malfoy." Harry replied coldly.

"Potter, you're very rude, even though Umbridge is not at school and the investigative team has been disbanded, I'm still a prefect." Malfoy's pale face flushed, "You can't be rude to a prefect. ”

Crabbe and Goyle had rolled up their sleeves - they were more accustomed to using fists than wands.

Malfoy's hand reached for his wand quickly, but Harry was even faster, and before Malfoy's fingers could reach into the pocket of his robe, he had already pulled it out.

"Potter!"

Voices came from the other side. Snape appeared behind Harry. Harry's teeth itched with hatred at the sight of him, and it went far beyond his disgust for Malfoy.

"What are you doing, Potter?" Snape said as he strode over to the four of them, his tone as cold as ever.

"I'm wondering what spell to use on Malfoy, sir." Harry said angrily.

Snape glared at Harry.

"Put your wand away at once," he exclaimed, "deduct Gryffindor ten—"

Snape looked at the huge hourglass on the wall and smiled contemptuously.

"Ah, I see that there are no more points left in Gryffindor's hourglass. It seems that Gryffindor has really made others uncomfortable during this time. “

"Thanks to the Slytherins of the Investigation Team, Professor Snape." Harry said through gritted teeth. After being knocked unconscious by Snape, his hatred for Snape deepened.

"Then it looks like I'll have to—"

"What's the only thing?" A deep man's voice came, striding as he strode forward, like an old lion. His brown hair and thick eyebrows were interspersed with gray wisps, behind his gold-rimmed glasses were a pair of sharp yellow eyes, and although his legs were a little lame, he walked with the dashing stride of a meteor, which made one immediately feel that he was a sharp, tough fellow.

"It turned out to be Principal Scrimthour." "I'm dealing with a student-to-student dispute. ”

"It's almost a holiday, what kind of disputes can there be. I think this is a misunderstanding between young people. ”

Harry felt the man scrutinize the scar on his forehead, and it made him uncomfortable.

"This is the famous Harry. Potter, I'm the new Headmaster of Hogwarts, Rufus. Scrimgeour previously served as the head of the Auror Office at the Ministry of Magic. Scrimgeour and Harry shook hands. I've heard that you've missed a few O.W.L.S exams due to your health, and I'll try to find a way to apply for you to retake these courses. ”

"Headmaster, I'm afraid this doesn't make sense." Snape said dryly. "Besides, Potter has repeatedly broken school rules, so it's not worth making an exception for him."

"Then change now, Professor Snape. Sometimes we have to be flexible. By the way, did you see Professor McGonagall? I've heard she's back at Hogwarts today, and I need to meet her. Scrimgeour said.

"Headmaster, Professor McGonagall went to the Headmaster's office." Harry said he felt the new headmaster was helping him.

"Thank you, Harry." Scrimgeour said, "Then I'll have to go, goodbye, guys." ”

With that, Scrimgeour strode toward the castle again.

"Potter, you'd better count on this good luck forever." Snape dropped a sentence and turned and walked into the castle. "Don't let me catch you next time."

Malfoy's angry face turned even whiter, and Crabbe and Goyle were at a loss.

Harry gave Malfoy a disdainful look, and he slipped his wand back into his robes and headed straight for the gate, never looking at Malfoy again.

Harry walked towards Hagrid's cabin, where Professor McGonagall finally said that Ron should be waiting for him here.

When he knocked on Hagrid's hut door, Fangfang rushed around the corner and welcomed him warmly, nearly knocking him over.

The enthusiastic big dogtooth led Harry to the backyard, where Ron looked at a pile of safflower beans with a sad face.

"Harry, you're awake!" Ron was overjoyed to see Harry, "It's been a long time since we've seen each other!" You don't know, you're not there, so I had to go into the Forbidden Forest alone and talk to that little brother of Hagrid, Glopp—to tell me that he was indeed very curious and studious, but sometimes he was too curious, and I was caught by him the night before, and I almost thought he was going to eat me, and it took me a long time to persuade him to put me down......"

Ron gushed about his experience with Harry, who listened intently, but seemed to be listening to something that had nothing to do with him. Even though Ron was beside him at this moment, he felt like they were far apart. The scar on his forehead still throbbed, and Ron's voice grew a little unreal...... (To be continued......)