I finally looked forward to Snape's class, which was held in a basement, much colder than the castle, and said it was to keep the herbs fresh, but it was eerie. The walls around it are also filled with glass bottles, and the bottles are floating inside the carcasses of pickled animals, which is really creepy.

Is Aitch different from others? He was hopeful to see Snape.

Why? The day after he arrived at Hogwarts, he approached the school infirmary, hoping that the head nurse, Lady Pomry, a very kind witch, would give him some potion to remove the scar on his face, which had been burned when he was a child.

But the scar on Edge's face had dragged on for too long, and Lady Pomri had to ask Snape to concoct a potion of powerful scar removal potion. Today was the time for him to get the potion, and he was going to take a potions class anyway, and Madame Pomri asked him to ask Snape directly.

Archie was a dozen minutes ahead of class time, and he had a stronger desire than Harry Potter to remove the scar from his face. The scar on his face reminded him all the time, the childhood that he never forgot and couldn't forget.

Snape's face was earthy yellow, his hair was black, his clothes were black, his hooked nose, and his serpent-sharp gaze, and Neville was always shivering at the sight of him. Snape looked at Aitch coldly, his eyes hollow, "Take it, boy, remember, don't use your little ingenuity at school to my Potions class, or ......"

Snape's cold face was imprinted in Edge's eyes, and he suddenly became a little dizzy, and Aitch felt a sea of fire appear in front of him...... Snape's face loomed.

"Shhh Aitch snapped back to his senses, squeezed the scar potion tightly, and turned back to his seat.

The moment he turned, both Snape and Edge's eyes turned cold, but they were well disguised in the cold of the basement.

In the Headmaster's office, Dumbledore was feeding his Phoenix Fawkes his favorite cockroach pile, and Snape was standing behind him.

"So, we've recruited an amazing freshman this time!" Dumbleder teased Fawkes with emotion.

"Yes, very clever Occlumency. It was when I was reminding him that he was most vigilant, but in an unguarded situation, I saw only a little fire, and he threw me out of consciousness. Even if you are a master of this area, that's it. Snape added, fearing that Dumbledore would lower his guard against Edge.

"Just keep an eye on him, don't let him get too close to Harry." Dumbledore felt that this was enough, he always was, always waiting and watching before the problem broke out, "After all, according to the information, he is also an orphan and most likely a Muggle descendant, in a sense, he is still on the same front as us." As long as we don't cause Harry trouble, there's no need to be too our kids, is there? ”

Aitch was in the hall listening to Hermione's accusation that Harry had done something stupid again. During today's flight training lesson, Miss Hodge forbade them to ride a broomstick, but Harry flew with Malfoy in order to be angry and hot-headed. And Ron, who kept cheering, they didn't think it would deduct points for Gryffindor!

Well, I was caught by Professor McGonagall and taken away, and I knew I regretted it at that time. Unexpectedly, it was the Gryffindor Quidditch team. He immediately forgot all about his previous remorse and took it for granted, celebrating with Ron and showing off with Malfoy.

Aitch saw it, and Fred and George, who had come to congratulate Harry on joining the team, had just walked on the front foot when several unpopular figures appeared on the back foot: Malfoy, escorted by Crabbe and Goyle.

"Eating your last supper? Porter? When are you going to take the train back to your Muggle world? ”

"It was your luck to let you escape just now. What, what are you doing with your pig friends? Underwhelming? Harry replied coldly. Of course, he didn't take Crabbe and Goyle seriously, because there were so many teachers in this hall that both sides could only pinch their knuckles and wrinkle their brows at each other.

"I'm here to help!" Malfoy said, "How's it going to be tonight?" The two of us have a duel between wizards. How about using only a wand? I don't even know what a dueling between wizards is, do you? ”

"Of course he does." Ron said, "I'm his replacement, what about yours?" Who is it? ”

Malfoy looked at Crabbe and Goyle, and made a mental assessment of them.

"Crabbe is my replacement." He said, "Then let's make an appointment at midnight." We'll see you in the souvenir room, which is often unlocked. ”

After Malfoy left, Ron and Harry stared wide-eyed.

"What is a duel between wizards?" Harry asked. "Also, why do you say you're my replacement?"

"Oh, the so-called substitute is the one who will take over from you and continue to fight after you die in battle." Ron said nonchalantly, picking up his piece of cold pancake and shoving it into his mouth. After glancing at Harry's expression, Ron quickly added, "Usually only very special duels kill people!" Only true wizards have this ability. You and Malfoy are going to fight each other at most. After all, neither of you really knows anything about the magic that can really kill. I think that guy has a thousand hopes that you will exit and refuse his challenge. ”

"What if my wand doesn't help me?"

"Then just throw away the wand and punch the guy in the nose!" Ron gave Harry an idea.

"Excuse me."

The two looked up and saw that it was Hermione, and she couldn't take it anymore.

"Can't we just have a quiet dinner?" Ron said.

Hermione ignored him, and she said to Harry, "I heard you and Malfoy talking ...... just now"

"I wish you hadn't heard." Ron muttered under his breath.

“…… You'd better not get up at night and walk around the school. If you get caught, think about how many points Gryffindor will be deducted for you! You have to be responsible for it! Hmph, you're so selfish! ”

"It's none of your business either way!" Harry replied.

"Goodbye!" Ron said.

Aitch patted Hermione's shoulder lightly with her hand, she was already trembling with anger, "Don't say that, Hermione is also for your good, after all, Gryffindor deducted points, and your heart will not feel good." ”

"Anyway, when does Ravenclaw not go to the library and come to our Gryffindor table?" Ron was very unimpressed by this mask-wearer, "Wearing a mask all day long, I can't see anyone, and I care about others." ”

"Ron......," Hermione interrupted loudly in the middle of her sentence. Call me Weasley, you and I don't know me well enough to call me by my name. Hermione was speechless.

"Alright, Hermione." Aitch smiled at her, saying that he didn't take it to heart, and he said to Ron, "But I want to ask, Harry doesn't seem to have made a decision to duel just now, and as a friend, it doesn't seem appropriate for you to duel for him like this, Weasley." ”

"You ......" Ron slapped the table and stood up, his face flushed the same color as the ketchup in his hand, "I think Harry thinks so too, right, Harry." Besides, what does this have to do with you. Ravenclaw? ”

"Of course, it has nothing to do with me, or I should have hoped that you would go, and if you were caught, Ravenclaw would be the equivalent of adding a lot of points. And Harry......" the first half of Edge's words to Ron "you've just entered the wizarding world, don't be like a newborn bird who thinks you're a good guy to someone you've known for a long time." Before a few people could react, he returned to his Ravenclaw table.

Ron was already angry, "Is that Mudblood talking about me?" He said I'm not a good person? Who does he think he is? Harry is the savior, what right does he have to say Harry! This bastard should go to Slytherin, that's where the viper should go......"

Even with it, Harry's face is not good-looking, all the time, walking on the road, others have treated him with respect, how can Aitch say this about himself! He thought that Weasley was a friend, and even though Aitch was his idol, he couldn't say the same about his friend. Harry swallowed the chicken leg in anger, feeling a breath of air, and he was going to vent it all on Malfoy that night.

Hermione couldn't make sense of them anymore, and that "mudblood" was not a good thing to say.