Knight of the Sword (upright): A reckless young man.

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Hogwarts, England

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In March, the weather has become a little clearer, but every time I go to the field outside, the cold wind still blows people's hands and faces. The owls were unable to deliver the letter in time because the wind was always blowing them off target.

Harry borrowed Opal's Hades to deliver a letter to Sirius, telling him the date of the classmates' weekend trip to Hogsmeade. And Hades showed up at breakfast time on Friday, half of his feathers swayed by the wind. However, it was clear that Hades did not dump Harry at all, and left himself in front of Opal, gave her the letter at his feet, and then drank some pumpkin juice and ate a piece of roast before going back to the owl shed on his own.

Harry didn't care about that - there were some things that Opal knew, and he just trusted Opal inexplicably.

In fact, Harry met Opal waiting there in the Room of Requirement, and received a reply from Siris—to the fence at the end of the road outside Hogsmeade (past Deves-Bans) at two o'clock on Saturday afternoon. Bring as much food as you can.

"Hasn't the Godfather arrived at Hogsmeade yet?"

Harry looked at the note and was a little confused, "Could it be that his situation is dangerous?" ”

"That seems to be the case at the moment, doesn't it?"

Hermione, who had finally not been with Krum again, spoke as she flipped through the book Opal had given her.

"I can't believe ...... at all"

Harry, who was concerned, was a little nervous, "If he gets caught......"

[Not so exaggerated...... That guy's ability to survive in the wild is still quite strong. ]

Opal tapped Harry on the shoulder and signaled that he didn't need to be nervous - in fact, Opal wanted to say: the guy who had been defeated and fought for a month and had the same vitality as a little powerhouse, and who had been in Azkaban for so many years and was able to raise a guy who was still alive and kicking around for a month, didn't have to worry at all.

Harry folded the letter and nodded, agreeing with Opal's words.

To be honest, he was really eager to see Siris again and talk to him about things - like the events, like the awkward feeling he felt every time he saw Hermione, like this Triwizard Tournament or something......

"Actually, I think ......"

Scratching at his hair—by the way, I don't know if it was because of the good effect of the softening potion offered by Oparti, although it wasn't as good as the day of the party, but Hermione's hair was not as messy as it used to be.

Although Harry said that Hermione was indeed quite eye-catching, the thought of Hermione now ignoring his little friend and often hanging out with Durmstran's Krum made me feel good.

Who will show it so beautifully! Hum! (Tianyin: Harry, you are tsundere + sullen...... ）

Opal on the side glanced at Harry, who was sulking because he didn't know what he was thinking, and then followed his gaze to Hermione who was reading a book, silently rubbed his temples and calmly decided that he would continue to watch the play.

These two guys who have concubines and concubines but are dull to death, she is really convinced......

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On the afternoon of his visit to Hogsmeade, Harry went to his last lesson, two Potions lessons in a row. As he walked down the stairs to the classroom, he felt much happier than usual.

However, this point was immediately broken when he walked to the position and heard Hermione talking to the girl next to her.

"Oh my God...... Are you serious? Krum invites you to go to Germany for the summer holidays? ”

"I didn't say that I was really going to go, but he had this intention, and I haven't answered yet......"

"Why don't you say yes? This second project, you're his treasure! Official workhorse of Team Quidditch...... Oh my God, I'm sure I'm going to say yes! ”

"Let's talk about it...... For the second project, I was worried about Harry. ”

Although the last sentence made Harry's heart plug a little better, as soon as he thought that Hermione and that Krum had become better and better in places he didn't know, Harry suddenly remembered the basilisk from his second year......

Well, Krum seems to be a wizard nobleman, so he shouldn't be a target for the basilisk.

After finding a casual spot to sit down close to Hermione, Harry began the Potions lesson somewhat absent-mindedly - was it his delusion? I always felt that Professor Snape was looking at him more and more unkind this afternoon.

"Miss Granger, despite your colorful social life."

At this time, a cold voice suddenly came from behind, startling Hermione and the girl who were whispering, "But I must warn you not to talk to each other in my class." Gryffindor deducts 10 points. ”

Snape quietly walked over to their table while they were talking, "Hmph, I think it's best to keep you separated, so you can concentrate on making potions instead of just thinking about messy things." Miss Granger, you go up there and sit next to Miss Parkinson. Potter - Go to the table in front of my podium. Alright, let's do it. ”

Well, he knew that he was definitely the one who lay the gun......

Harry, who was innocently named, rolled his eyes silently, tossed the ingredients and bag into the crucible, and walked to the empty table at the front of the classroom with the crucible.

Snape followed, sitting at his podium, watching as Harry took out the contents of the cauldron. Harry made up his mind not to look at Snape, and began to pound his scarabs, fantasizing that each beetle had a Snape's face, though he knew that Snape had targeted him because of a vendetta from his elders...... But...... It's really annoying!

Professor Snape, may I ask how old you really are?!

"Winning the game seems to have made your already inadvertent head even more swollen, Potter."

The rest of the class was silent, and Snape whispered.

Harry didn't answer. He knew Snape was trying to provoke him—he had done it before.

As for the purpose...... Before the end of class, deducting a Gryffindor fifty points for his confrontation had always been something Snape was committed to.

"You might have taken it for granted that the whole wizarding world is marveling at you."

Snape continued, his voice soft and inaudible to the rest of his classmates (Harry just pounded his scarabs, even though they had been crushed into fine powder), "But in my eyes, Potter, you're just a nasty little boy, but you think you can ignore all the rules|. ”

Harry poured the powdered beetle into the cauldron and began to cut the ginger root, pretending not to hear Snape.

Merlin is on top, he should have brought a pair of earplugs to class, and the twins' prank prop developed in collaboration with Opal has always worked well......

"So I'm going to give you a kind warning, Potter."

Snape said in a softer, more sinister voice, "As famous as you may be - if I find you breaking into my office again—"

"I've never been near your office!"

Wait a minute! You can't fall into the ditch to acquiesce to this thing!

Harry spoke immediately, tossing aside his pretence of deafness.

"Don't lie to me."

Snape lowered his voice and glared Harry's eyes fiercely with those unfathomable black eyes, "African tree snakeskin." Gill sac grass. Both of them are in my personal storage, and I know who stole them. ”

Harry glared at Snape without flinching - for the truth was that he hadn't stolen either of those things from Snape. When Hermione was in her second year, she had taken the African tree snake skin, which they needed to make a polyjuice potion, and Snape suspected Harry, but there was no evidence. That gill sac grass, needless to say, was stolen by Dobby.

He only knew who the prisoner was, but he didn't do anything about it.

So Harry acted confidently: "I don't know what you're talking about. ”

"You weren't in your bed the night someone broke into my office!"

Snape hissed, "You can't hide it from me, Potter!" Yes, Mad Eye Moody probably joined your Star Club, but I'll never tolerate your behavior anymore! If you sneak into my office in the middle of the night, Potter, you'll see! ”

"Okay."

Realizing that this was just another habitual threat from Snape, Harry, who had become accustomed to it, bowed his head again and cut his ginger root, "I'll keep this in mind, lest I want to go there on a whim." ”

Snape's eyes flashed, and he reached into his black robes.

For a moment, Harry thought Snape was going to draw his wand and recite a spell to him - and then he saw Snape pull out a small crystal bottle, which contained a clear potion.

Well? Déjà vu?

"Do you know what this is, Potter?"

Snape said, his eyes shining with intent again.

"I don't know."

"This is a truth elixir - a medicine that teaches you to tell the truth, the effect is amazing, just three drops, you can reveal the secrets of your heart, so that all the students will listen to it."

Snape said viciously, "Of course, the Ministry of Magic has very strict rules to control the use of this potion. But you have to be extra careful, or I'll miss and accidentally pour into the pumpkin juice for your dinner. Then, Potter ...... Then we'll find out if you've ever been to my office. ”

Harry didn't speak.

He turned to his ginger roots again, picked up the knife, and began to cut them into pieces again.

He finally understood why the potion looked familiar, Opal had given him a truism potion - and he had behaved so badly that Draco had mocked him for a whole vacation - because he had been in the bathroom in time for the change of stairs and had peed his pants on his first day at Hogwarts......

He hates truth spitting......

Harry poured Ginger into the cauldron as well, thinking to himself that perhaps he should follow Moody's example, and hang a curved bottle in his trouser pocket and drink only from there.

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

"Come in."

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 seemed determined not to let anyone hear what he said, so his lips barely moved, as if he were a very lame ventriloquist.

Harry's eyes were fixed on Ginger, but he listened attentively.

"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 harshly.

Harry pretended to hold up a measuring cup to see if the toad bile had been poured out, and stole a glance at the two men out of the corner of his eye. Karkaroff looked panicked, and Snape looked angry.

For the remainder of those two classes, Karkaroff lingered behind Snape's podium. He seemed determined not to let Snape slip away after class. Harry was eager to hear what Karkaroff had to say, so he deliberately knocked over the bottle of toad bile when the bell rang two minutes away, so that he had an excuse to crouch behind the crucible and wipe the floor with a rag while the rest of the students were all making a fuss about the door.

"What's so urgent?"

He heard Snape speak to Karkaroff in a low voice.

"Look."

Karkaroff said that Harry peeked over the edge of the cauldron and saw Karkaroff lift the left sleeve of his robe and show Snape what was on his forearm.

"How?"

Karkaroff said, still struggling not to let his lips move, "See? It's 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 about it later, Karkaroff!"

Snape snapped, "Potter! What are you doing? ”

"Wipe off the toad bile I spilled, Professor."

Harry straightened up innocently and held up the wet rag in his hand to show Snape.

Karkaroff spun around and strode out of the classroom—he looked worried and annoyed. Harry didn't want to be alone with the angry Snape, so he quickly threw the books and ingredients into his bag and hurried out, telling Hermione and Opal what he had just seen—they should be ready to go to Hogsmeade by now.

Speaking of which, it looks like he's going to use the Cloak of Invisibility again, because on the surface, the second event is that he rescued Pansie, so Blaise has been chasing after him every day lately......

Well, it's reasonable, but it's really annoying! That guy from Blaise is obviously announcing his personal vendetta!

Next time in the Requirement Room, he'll sneak up on that bastard's sack and beat him up!

After making up his mind, Harry looked left and right, and immediately went to his dormitory through the secret passage, so as to prevent him from being blocked by Blaise and continuing to be bet between him and Blaise by those unscrupulous classmates.