Although Professor Umbridge's lungs were about to explode, and her small round eyes seemed to want to sweep the students in the audience from the inside out, it was obviously impossible for her to find out the prankster among the vast number of students.

"Okay, that's good - it does seem like there's a need for stricter management here, and I'll find the student who broke the law." Umbridge finally left this sentence in a hurry, and stepped down, and was turned into a toad jumping on the ground with a bow, and she disappeared with the finger of her wand, I wonder if she would never tie a bow again.

"Harry, you're crazy!" Hermione lowered her voice and pulled Harry's robe, who sat right behind Harry and was the only person in the auditorium who had seen Harry wielding his wand.

Dumbledore stood up again, and because of the embarrassment just now, after Umbridge finished his speech, no one bought the applause, and Dumbledore had to skip the topic and said:

"Thank you very much, Professor Umbridge, for your very enlightening remarks......"

"What?" Harry turned his head and looked at Hermione, the corners of his mouth raised, as if he was still amused by the prank, "Don't you think it's funny?" Please, just to have some fun. ”

Hermione stared blankly at Harry, and Ron behind her frowned and muttered, "What's wrong?" What happened? ”

Hermione shook her head, incredulous that Harry would say that, was this still the Harry she knew?

Harry gently patted Hermione's hand that was dragging the back of his robe, and the expression on his face was relaxed and smug, as if he had just accomplished some feat, he turned around and smiled at Ron through Hermione:

"Well, that toad just now isn't bad?"

"Hahaha, that's so funny," Ron didn't realize that the person in front of him was the one behind the prank, and he probably thought Harry was looking to him for the same opinion, "It's probably the most boring speech I've ever heard, and I grew up with Percy, thank goodness, it was a great last moment, if I knew who did it, I would have to know him." ”

"Are you crazy? She's from the Ministry of Magic, you know what that means? Hermione said solemnly.

"We're just talking, and we're not going to do anything," Ron rolled his eyes, thinking Hermione was making a fuss, "Besides, what's going on with the Ministry of Magic?" What does that mean exactly? ”

"You didn't listen to what she said—" Hermione gave Harry a worried look before she said worriedly, "Get rid of what we should forbid, that's what she said, don't you understand?" ”

Ron looked dazed, but Harry had a nonchalant expression

"That means the Ministry of Magic is interfering with Hogwarts—" she said through gritted teeth, as there was a clash of tables, chairs and benches, and it was clear that Dumbledore had announced the disbandment of the school as everyone stood up and prepared to leave the Great Hall.

Hermione jumped to her feet, she remembered that she was a prefect and was going to show the way for the first-year students, Ron also got up from his seat, Harry looked at the two of them in the distance, left the chair alone, and looked back at the Ravenclaw table, Akihari and her friends were also about to leave, but they didn't look at him.

Harry smiled self-deprecatingly, turned around, and patted the inside pocket of his robe, he knew that Poole was curled up inside, and the pit viper shivered slightly, giving him a few responses, which warmed Harry a little, smiled goodbye to Ron and Hermione, and walked out of the auditorium alone.

Along the way, the stares never disappeared, and they whispered and pointed at Harry as if he were some kind of real thing, and of course everyone who read the Daily Prophet would think of Harry as a bullshitty neurotic, and that's how he was described in the newspapers.

"Looks like you're not very popular here, is it, Harry?" There was a slight hissing sound in his pocket, which only Harry could clearly hear, and the meaning of this language was more and more grateful for his talent for having a parseltongue since the summer vacation.

"yes, maybe." He walked through the crowd in the foyer without squinting, hurried up the marble staircase, and seemed to catch Snape in a flash, which Harry deliberately avoided and took two hidden shortcuts, leaving most people behind.

"Hey, Harry-" The corridor upstairs was much cleaner, Harry didn't expect that there would be someone waiting for him here, and when he looked up, he saw Ning An's calm smiling face under his black hair and black pupils.

"Long time no see, I didn't expect to stay in the same school this year." Ning An straightened up from the wall he was leaning against and walked slowly towards Harry, with an aura that was different from that of ordinary wizards, although the style was different, but for a moment, Harry still felt that he was facing a powerful wizard like Dumbledore.

"yes......" Harry replied awkwardly, not knowing what else he and Ning An had to say.

"Don't get me wrong, I don't have anything special to say, I just want to tell you that if you need help, you can come to me - I'm always willing to help."

Harry looked up and looked at him, Ning An's expression was very sincere, his eyes looked at Harry carefully, Harry suddenly thought of his experience in Durmstrang during the summer vacation, and hurriedly lowered his head and staggered his gaze, he knew that Ning An had some strange magic that could invade his spiritual world.

"Good...... Ok ......"

Promise on the lips, but slander in the heart, what is this, now the situation has reversed? The Daily Prophet is clever enough to say that the new Headmaster Durmstrang is now a high-ranking figure in the wizarding world, a darling of the public, and the dirty water that was once poured on his body has become a deliberate persecution of the jealous?

And he, Harry? Potter is now known as the king of big talk, and everyone thinks he is talking a lot of nonsense, just because he has the name of "the boy who never dies", and even bewitched Dumbledore.

Harry thought angrily, now I want you to be a good person, he is very unconvinced, but for some reason, it seems that there is an invisible aura oppressing him, so that he can only hide this thought in his heart for the time being.

"Okay, good night then, I think we'll have a lot of opportunities to meet in the future." Ning An got out of the way and stood by the wall watching Harry slowly walk away in the silent corridor, Harry went around the corner and continued to walk up the stairs to the higher floors, halfway through he looked back, Ning An was still downstairs looking at his figure that had not disappeared.

It's uncomfortable.

Harry thought, his mood became inexplicably irritable, Poole suddenly stopped moving just now, he tried to call it all the way, but the pit viper didn't move, it seemed that with the appearance of Ning An, it would be quiet.

Harry made his way to the end of the hallway leading to the Gryffindor common room and paused in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady, remembering that he didn't know what the new password was.

"Uh-huh......" he looked up at the fat lady with a sad face, who smoothed the folds of her pink silk dress and looked at him with a stern gaze.

"If you don't have a password, you can't pass." She said arrogantly.

Harry scratched his head in annoyance, it would be embarrassing to be locked outside the common room and not be able to get in.

"Hey, Harry—" Someone behind him greeted him briskly.

Harry looked back, and the two boys, the person who spoke with you/hei, were Gryffindor's classmate Dean? Thomas, standing next to Dean's best friend, Seamus? Finigan, with a wistful look on his face, didn't want to look directly at Harry.

Harry felt a tingle as Seamus looked like the students staring at him downstairs.

"I know the password," Thomas said lightly, "Mibu Mibao." ”

"That's right." The fat lady said that her portrait suddenly opened towards them like a door, revealing a round hole in the wall, and Thomas was the first to burrow.

"Aren't you going in, Seamus?" Harry looked at Seamus? Finnigan stood still and asked casually.

Seamus didn't answer immediately, he looked Harry up and down, and then his gaze wandered to the other side, and the voice seemed to come straight out of his throat.

"My mom didn't want me to come."

Harry was digging through the hole, trying to get inside, when he heard this, he suddenly stopped.

"What?" He retracted from the hole, and the fat lady slipped over the other side, reclosing the round hole into the common room.

"What the hell are you doing, do you want to go in or not!" She screamed in exasperation, apparently rarely rubbing at the door of the common room.

"She doesn't want me to go back to Hogwarts." Seamus and Harry ignored the fat lady, and the corridor on the eighth floor was still empty, just the two of them, and the two looked at each other, and Harry felt as if there was a fire burning in his heart.

"You/ma/mom don't want you to go back to Hogwarts? Because of what? Harry could see clearly that he could almost foresee Seamus's answer, his thoughts, and the students downstairs who were looking at him with speculative and suspicious glances.

"I want to ...... Probably because of you. Seamus said as he pondered his words.

"I think I get what you mean." Harry's mood was unusually calm, and after a tumultuous summer vacation, he seemed to be in a different mood than usual, he raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth raised, and asked with a slight sarcasm:

"She must have read the Daily Prophet? Think I'm a liar and Dumbledore is an old fool, right? ”

Seamus looked up at him, looking a little displeased with Harry's sneering expression, frowning and nodding

"yes, that's probably what it means."

"Hah, then why are you still here?" Harry sneered again, this time he was too lazy to say anything to Seamus, turned to the fat lady and said, "Mibu Mibao." ”

"Oh my God, you naughty kids, don't think about another time, don't stand at the door of the common room if you don't want to go in......," the portrait of the fat lady chattered open, revealing the little dong leading to the common room, and Harry slipped inside.

"What's going on, Harry? What about Seamus? Dean Thomas probed his head in the common room, looking behind Harry curiously, wondering why his best friend and Harry hadn't come in for a long time.

"He may have come home," said Harry blandly, "because Lady Phinegan did not want him to come." Harry said as he walked slowly to the fire, where Fred and George sat on the couch and greeted Harry.

At this time, Seamus also got in from Xiao/dong, but he didn't intend to end the topic that he hadn't finished talking about before.

"So, what happened that night...... Are you ...... for the Final Three Cup?"

"What the hell are you trying to say?" Harry turned around angrily, this time he couldn't hold back the expression on his face anymore, he was tired of being a person who was always being watched and judged by others, it really made him feel tired and tired, none of them would understand, even a little bit, what it would be like for so many things to happen to one person......

"Why are you asking me when you/mom have everything you want to know? Why don't you read the Daily Prophet and write everything on it anyway. ”

"Don't talk anything about my mother!" Seamus said angrily.

The common room was quiet and peaceful for a second, but it became tense in an instant, and Fred and George got up from the couch. Thomas tried to say something, but couldn't interject.

"What? Didn't you/mom say I was a liar? ”

"Hey, calm down, guys, what's going on?" George tried to reconcile the contradictions, but was ignored.

"You are not allowed to talk to me like that! I'm not going to mention my mom anymore - Potter! Seamus raised his fists and roared, but Harry looked unusually calm, and he realized that he had really changed a lot.

He just calmly grabbed the wand in the pocket of his robe and aimed it at Seamus? Finigan.

"Ah...... What's going on......" The hole in the common room opened again, Neville was holding his pot of strange cactus-like plants, and Mibu Mibao got in, and as soon as he entered, he was stunned by the sight.

"Hey, calm down, Harry—" Fred tried to calm Harry's emotions.

Harry didn't feel impulsive at all, he was very calm, a few curses and poison curses flowed through his mind, looking into Seamus's eyes, there was no hesitation in his eyes, if he said one more word, I would knock him down.

"Come on, you madman - you know what - you are completely insane! How dare you point your wand at me—" Seamus raised his fist and lunged towards Harry, Dean trying to reach out and grab him but was in the air.

"Seamus!" He shouted, but could only watch as Seamus pounced on Harry, followed by a burst of red light, and everyone realized that something was wrong.

Seamus? As if he had been hit head-on by a large truck, Finigan flew upside down without touching the ground, knocking a large pile of wooden chairs and low tables apart, and slamming into the solid stone wall of the common room.

Harry slowly lowered his wand and looked at everyone with a blank face.