For Harry, Dementors were the most annoying thing he hated. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Harry felt disgusted and ashamed every time he thought about them. Everyone said that Dementors were scary, but no one fainted every time they approached them...... No one else heard the dead mom and dad in their heads.

Harry now knew whose scream it was. He heard her words, and while lying in the school hospital at night, he stared at the moonlight on the ceiling, and the sound echoed in his ears again and again. As the Dementors approached, he heard his mother's final moments of life, heard her trying to protect him from Voldemort, Harry, and heard Voldemort laugh before killing her...... Harry was dazed, sometimes falling into dreams filled with cold, sticky, rotting hands and frightened pleas. I woke up suddenly, and heard my mother's voice again.

Back at the noisy and busy school on Monday, Harry was always staring unnaturally at Ron or his pockets, and despite his repeated admonitions, he still had some impulses to resist.

He tried to calm himself down and not let Wormtail know the fact that he already knew everything.

Xingzhe is much better in this regard, after Sirius and Harry are angry with each other, naturally he can sit back and wait for the plot to develop, and then turn off the time to show his skills, and now he is really thinking about the feasibility of opening his own restaurant in Hogsmeade.

Penelope, a top student, helped him write a series of plans, including who to use, who would be the chef, and even what would happen if the restaurant became bigger.

This reminded Xingzhe that Harry's seventh Death Eaters were coming to Hogsmeade, and if they opened the store bigger, they would if...

Sure enough, this is a problem....

During this period, the practice of cooking, learning and learning, Xingzhe's life is step-by-step, but the effect and feedback are thriving, even Snape has to admit that Xingzhe's food is so good, for this reason, he also came to negotiate with Xingzhe.

On this day, when Xingzhe was selling food as usual, Snape walked up to him, his face was very arrogant, but it seemed that he had to bow his head for some purpose, he looked at Xingzhe, and his classmates who originally wanted to buy food did not dare to approach, and pulled away for a distance.

"Professor? Is there something wrong?" Xingzhe looked up and looked at Snape. In fact, he wanted to say that he was here elsewhere and affected my business, but he still didn't say it.

"Owen Paul." Snape frowned, "I've heard... You don't sell your... Cooking for the students of my academy? ”

Xingzhe grinned, "Professor.... I'm sure it's not that I don't sell it, it's that they haven't bought it at all, and now that the supply is in short supply, it must be sold to students from other academies who are passionate about my cuisine. ”

Snape moved his eyebrows, as if he was unhappy with the tone in which Xingzhe spoke to him like this, but he still tried to say in a normal tone, "That... See if you can do that, the students of my academy also love to eat your food..."

"Professor, I've had 0 complaints so far, but given that there are always such discordant voices in your academy.... So, if I sell Slytherin student food, there won't be any food ingredients that are expired for no reason, and whoever eats them will have diarrhea. “

Snape's mouth moved unnaturally, "No. ”

"Professor, you know who I'm talking about, if you come to me for trouble..."

"Don't worry, he won't come to buy your food... I'll restrain them! ”

Xingzhe showed a shocked expression, it was the first time Snape said such kind words, and the reason behind it was unknown, but Xingzhe was very cool.

"Well, whether the Slytherin students can buy it depends on whether they can grab it, anyway, the grilled fish only sells 30 servings a day."

Snape didn't know why he was tolerating Xingzhe in particular, and left without getting angry, as he usually was, he must have been habitually mocking.

Harry had recently come to talk to Xingzhe about fighting the Dementors, and Xingzhe repeatedly hinted to find Lupin, to find Lupin, but fortunately, he finally learned that Lupin really wanted to teach Harry the method, so he resisted the urge to teach Harry the Patronus Charm himself.

Harry could learn from Lupin how to defend himself against the Dementors, and it was only when he thought that he might never have to hear his mother's dying voice again, and that Ravenclaw had defeated Hufflepuff at the end of November.

In the casual chat, he also talked about his recent routine, especially Quidditch.

After all, Gryffindor hadn't been eliminated yet, and Wood regained his frantic energy and led his team to train as hard as ever in the cold rain. Harry couldn't see any Dementors on campus. Dumbledore's fury seemed to keep them at their posts outside the school gates.

"Owen.... I've recently... It's still a little weird, especially for Ron, who would be aware.... I'm very concerned about his rats...."

"I understand your feelings, Harry." Xingzhe said seriously: "This is very difficult for anyone, especially... When faced with an unforgivable move... But that's life, Harry, and we have to learn to live with it, even if it's hard....."

Harry nodded, his face complicated, and Xingzhe looked at him and cheered him up.

"Harry... Although I really... I don't dare to say, and I don't have that qualification to preach to you, but .... If you can, you can find a way to chat with Sirius and hear more about your parents, of course.... Watch Snape, be careful not to be too often..."

"But, didn't you say you couldn't go and beat someone, that's not..."

"Yes, Harry, but you think that if beating willow is a secret way, maybe there are other secret ways... It's up to you to find it..."

Xingzhe smiled mysteriously, leaving a stunned Harry and brushing his sleeves away.

There are two weeks left until the end of the semester. The sky suddenly cleared and turned into a bright and dazzling opa. One morning, the muddy field was covered with a layer of crystal white frost. The castle has a hectic Christmas atmosphere. Professor Flitwick, who teaches Charms, has decorated his classroom with colorful lanterns that turn into real fairies and flapp their wings. The students were happily discussing their plans for the holidays. Ron and Hermione decide to stay at Hogwarts. Although Ron said it was because he couldn't stand spending two weeks with Percy, and Hermione insisted that she needed to go to the library, it didn't hide it from Harry, and he was grateful that they had stayed with him.

The last weekend was another trip to Hogsmeade, and everyone was in high spirits, except for Harry.

"We can buy everything we have to buy for Christmas there!" Hermione said, "Mom and Dad love Duke Honey's hairy mints!" ”

Harry, the only third-year student left behind, had no choice but to borrow a copy of the Broomstick from Wood and decided to study the different brands that day. He rode a school broomstick during team training, an antique "shooting star", which was slow and a bit stumbling. He undoubtedly needs a new broomstick of his own.

On the Saturday morning of the group's visit to Hogsmeade, Harry said goodbye to Ron and Hermione, wrapped in cloaks and scarves, and walked up the marble staircase alone to the Gryffindor Tower.

Along the way, he kept thinking about what Xingzhe had said to him before.

"There is more than one secret passage...."

Snowflakes were falling outside the window, and the castle was quiet.

"Shhhh

He turned around and was halfway down the fourth-floor hallway, where he saw Fred and George peeking at him from behind a statue of a hunchbacked one-eyed witch.

"What are you doing?" Harry asked curiously, "Why didn't you go to Hogsmeade?" ”

(To be continued.) )