......

In fact, Dumbledore's private instruction was nothing of interest to Van Lin.

Those memories didn't give Van Lin anything more useful, and even if Dumbledore found something new, it was nothing more than some of Voldemort's past.

But Dumbledore didn't ask Van Lin to do anything, just repeated some of the work that had been done, which made Van Lin very puzzled, but in fact, Harry couldn't give Van Lin any explanation in many ways in Dumbledore, and no one knew what Dumbledore was going to do.

The only thing that intrigued Vanlin was that Rutherford had been sent by Dumbledore to Nicolame, and that Nicolame seemed to be able to elaborate on the forbidden places for vampires, and it all took time.

Different from the boredom of Van Lin, for Harry, this is still Dumbledore's real, the first time to announce these related things to Harry, which makes Harry very happy, but some memories can't solve anything, but one night is obviously not enough, no matter how much you look forward to it, the two of them have different thoughts, but they can only wait until the next teaching.

The rest of the day, as Hermione had predicted, wasn't the free time in sixth year to blissfully relax as Ron had hoped, but to juggle a lot of homework. Not only is studying every day like an exam, but the requirements for each course are much higher than before.

These days, what Professor McGonagall is saying Van Lin can basically understand, but the related parts, Van Lin still needs Professor McGonagall to elaborate, it feels like following this book, and a half-blood prince's book suddenly pops up in front of you, and even Hermione is asking her to repeat it two or three times.

Incredibly, and much to Hermione's growing anger, Harry's best subject had suddenly become Potions, thanks to the half-blood prince.

This is probably a surprise to everyone, but it is also expected, it is impossible to estimate how good Professor Snape was when he was younger, and many times Harry's methods were no worse than Slahhorn's, and even in some ways, although somewhat contrary, but it turned out to be good.

Of course, that's not all that's changed, it's all the other classes, not just Defence Against the Dark Arts, but now Charms and Transfiguration classes are now calling for silent spells.

Van Lin could now often see his classmates holding their faces purple in the common room or at mealtimes, distorted as if they had eaten too much of a secret spirit, but he knew they were actually practicing silent incantations.

Van Lin should really be thankful that Snape had mastered this seemingly simple, coercive, but sometimes autistic skill with abuse after abuse.

This also made Van Lin's current wizarding education have changed, at least Hogwarts education, these wizards who went out should not be so bad, at least, they were powerful when they just walked out, all kinds of silent spell skills, and defense against the dark arts There are many different techniques, but in fact, many people start to forget as soon as they leave, which feels like being hit by an intermittent forgetting spell, I don't know in which time period, different memories have invaded the originally limited and developed brain.

The teaching day at Hogwarts was extremely fulfilling, and even a little miserable for Ron, leaving everyone with no time for anything else, as ignorance was obviously a terrible phenomenon.

But stress can also be irritating.

So going to the greenhouse was relaxing, and although they were now dealing with more dangerous plants in their herb classes, at least they could open their throats and curse loudly when they were caught unsuspectingly by the poisonous tentacles from behind.

This was probably the only way to decompress, although many people couldn't even make a decent defensive or offensive spell when they faced Snape.

The fact that such a heavy workload and frenzied practice of silent spells had left them no time to see Hagrid, and that Hagrid himself had not been able to eat at the faculty table, was a bad omen, and it was strange that Hagrid had not paid attention to them or greeted him on a few occasions in the hallways and school playgrounds.

"We've got to explain," Hermione said Saturday morning, staring at the huge, empty seat at the staff table.

"But we have a Quidditch squad selection this morning!" Ron said. "We're going to practice Professor Flitwick's Water Channeling Charm! And what can you explain? How do you tell him we hate this stupid class?"

"We don't hate it!" Hermione said.

"Say it yourself, I haven't forgotten about the snails," Ron said with a grim face. "And I'm telling you, we just survived. Haven't you heard what Hagrid is doing to his dumbfounded brother - if we stay there, we'll have to teach Grope to tie his shoes. ”

"I don't want to talk to Hagrid all the time," Hermione looked a little distraught.

"We'll go when the Quidditch tryouts are over," Van Lin decided, saying that instead of letting them quarrel like this, it would be better to face it, even if it could turn out badly.

Harry nodded, in fact, he missed Hagrid a lot, but he wished like Ron that Glopp didn't have Grope in his life.

"But the selection can go on all morning, and there are so many people applying. Harry was a little nervous about his first difficulty as captain. "I don't know why all of a sudden the team is so hot. ”

"Oh, come on, Harry," Hermione said suddenly, impatiently. "It's not that hot as Quidditch, it's you! there's nothing more intriguing than you, and to put it bluntly, there's nothing more obsessive than you. ”

Ron choked on a large slice of smoked fish. Hermione glanced at him contemptuously, then turned to Harry again.

"Now everybody knows you're telling the truth, isn't it? The whole wizarding community has to admit that you were right when you said that Voldemort came back, that you really fought Voldemort twice in the last two years and escaped both times. Now they call you 'the Son of God' – well, come to think of it, can't you see why people are obsessed with you?"

Suddenly, Harry felt the Great Hall feel very hot, even though the ceiling looked like it was still raining cold.

"And now that you're free from the Ministry of Magic's persecution of you, they wanted to convince them that you were an unreliable liar. The mark that the abominable woman made you write on the back of your hand with your own blood is still there, but you stand by your word anyway......"

"But ......"

"No, Ron, it's true, you have to admit it. Hermione interrupted Ron impatiently, "So, now, Harry, you ......"

The owl mail arrived, and they swooped in through the rain-stained windows, raining down on everyone, interrupting Hermione's speech, which made Harry feel better.

In fact, most people are writing more than usual during this period, and anxious parents are eager to receive letters from their children, while also reassuring them that everything is okay at home.

Of course, with the exception of some unreliable Muggle parents, of course, this is not Mr. Al or Mr. and Mrs. Granger.

Harry hadn't received a letter since school started, and the only person he had regularly corresponded with had gone to France, and to be honest, Sirius couldn't count on it right now.

Harry now only hoped that Lupin would write him a letter or two once in a while, but so far it has been disappointing. So he was stunned when he saw the snow-white owl Hedwig in the midst of the brown and gray owls, which had stopped in front of Harry with a large square package.

After a while, Ron's owl piggy brought Ron the same package, and he looked exhausted and looked like he was about to be crushed by the package on his body.

"Hah!" Harry unwrapped the package, revealing a brand new copy of Advanced Potion Preparation, which had just arrived from the Blotted bookstore.

"Oh, that's great," Hermione said happily. "Now you can get that scribbled book back. ”

"Are you crazy?" said Harry. "I'm going to keep it!, you see, I've thought it all about—" He pulled the old Potion Preparation from his bag, tapped the cover lightly with his wand, and whispered, "Split!" The cover fell. Then he did the same with the new book (Hermione looked disgusted).

Finally he changed the covers of the two books, tapped on each one again, and said, "Restore to the original!" The Prince's book was disguised as new, and the one at the Blotted now looked like second-hand.

"I'll give this new one back to Slavhorn, he won't complain, it's worth nine Galleons!"

Hermione pursed her lips, looking angry and disgruntled, but she immediately turned her attention to the other owl, which delivered today's Daily Prophet. So she hurriedly read the newspaper and browsed the front page.

"Is there anyone we know who died?" Ron asked lightly, a question he asked every time Hermione read the newspaper.

"No, but the Dementor attacks have increased," Hermione said. "There was a person who was arrested. ”

"Great, who?" said Harry, hoping it was Bellatrix Lestrange.

"Stan Sampak," Hermione said puzzled, and Van Lin squirted the milk out.

"What's ...... this?"

"Sorry, dear, I think I was just a little surprised. Van Lin embarrassedly used his wand to clean the stain.

"Hey, dear......" Ron seemed a little frustrated by the title, and then he sat a little away.

"Alright!" Hermione said solemnly, and began to read the paper.

"Stan Sampark, conductor of the Wizarding World's most popular vehicle, the Knight Bus,"

"Wait a minute, the most popular?" Van Lin was a little confused, remembering Stan's eloquent face, and then greeted him......

“...... He was arrested a few days ago on suspicion of involvement in Death Eater activities. Mr. Sampak, 2 years old, was arrested in his residence in Krapen during a manhunt late last night......'"

"Stan Sampark is a Death Eater?" Harry remembered the pimple-riddled young man he had seen three years earlier.

"No way!"

"He may have been under the Imperius Curse," Ron said sensibly. "Who knows? ”

"It doesn't look like this," Hermione continued to watch. "The newspaper said he was arrested when he was heard talking about the Death Eaters' secret plans in a bar. She looked up, confused. "If he had been under the Imperius Curse, he wouldn't have gotten a rambling about the Death Eaters' plans, would he?"

"It sounds like he's just exaggerating," Ron said. "Isn't he the one who claimed to be the Minister of Magic in front of Meiwa?"

"Yes, that's him," Harry said. "I don't know what they're up to, but Stan's average knowledge. ”

"Maybe they wanted to make it seem like they did something," Hermione frowned. "People were panicking - did you know that Sister Patil's parents wanted them to go home, and Eloise Meadgan, who had been picked up by her father last night. ”

"What!" Ron glared at Hermione. "But Hogwarts is safer than they are, absolutely! we've got the Aurors guarding it, we've got so many new protective spells, and we've got Dumbledore!"

"I don't think we've always had him," Hermione said quietly, glancing past the Daily Prophet at the faculty table. "Didn't you notice that his seat had been as empty as Hagrid's had been over the past week. ”

Harry and Ron looked up at the staff table. The headmaster's seat was indeed empty. Harry then remembered that he hadn't seen Dumbledore since he had been teaching alone a week earlier.

"I think he left school to ...... Doing something for the Order of the Phoenix," Hermione whispered. "I mean...... All the situations seem serious, don't they?"

Harry and Ron didn't answer, but Harry knew they remembered the same thing.

The day before yesterday, a terrible turn of events occurred when Hannah Abbott was called out of a herbal medicine class and informed of her mother's death. They hadn't seen Hannah since.

Obviously, this is an omen.

"What did Dumbledore do?" Ron looked at Van Lin, the meaning obvious.

"Please, brother, I'm not Professor Trauny, and I'm just like you these days, honestly staying here......"

Van Lin looked at the empty headmaster's seat again, "Maybe next time he will give me an answer, but not now, so, I think we should finish what we have at hand." ”

Five minutes later they left the Gryffindor table for the Quidditch pitch, passing by Lavender Brown and Parvati Pettier. Harry couldn't have been surprised that the two best friends were whispering in distress when he remembered Hermione's words that the Pettier sisters' parents wanted them to leave Hogwarts.

What really surprised him was that as Ron walked past them, Parvati nudged Ravender with her elbow, and she turned her head and gave Ron a big smile. Ron winked at her and returned an elusive smile. His steps immediately became a little lively.

Harry resisted the urge to laugh, and he remembered the last time Malfoy stepped on Harry's nose, Ron held back a laugh.

Obviously, Ron made some new discoveries, like opening a new continent, and everyone was aware of it.

And Van Lin couldn't help laughing, it's hard to say what happened here, so to speak, let Lavender's eyes meet Ron's?

Or......