Chapter 148 is all [60 monthly pass plus change]

Chapter 148 is all

Harry glanced in curiously, and an honest student was shivering, not knowing if it was because of the cold or because of the reprimand. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

It's crazy to practice Transfiguration in this weather. But will Hufflepuffs be turned into badgers, and will Gryffindors be turned into lions?

Speaking of the four houses, Gryffindor's crest is the most powerful and handsome, the House Lion, which is much better than the Hufflepuff badger and the Slytherin ugly snake.

Harry couldn't help but feel a little nervous at the thought that their next class would also be a transformation class, he didn't want to turn someone or by someone into a snake or something, and his classmates would go crazy.

Harry was thinking about it as he planned to check it out at the library. There aren't many places to wander around the academy in this weather, and maybe you can meet George, maybe he will have some good advice.

Instead of seeing George in the library, Harry was confronted by a group of second-year Hufflepuff students who were in the same herb class as Gryffindor. But it was clear that the cancellation of the herbal medicine class had given them free time to spread some gossip.

"It turns out that Hufflepuff isn't really honest either. A few gossip drifted into Harry's ears, and he quietly hid behind the bookshelf and listened.

"I really didn't expect the famous Harry Potter to be a dark wizard, and Justin was so scared that he didn't dare to go out. He had told Potter that he was from a Muggle family, and that he had attended Eton College. It was tragic that he had said such a thing to the descendants of Slytherin. A tall and strong boy said with an incredulous expression.

"Ernie, are you so sure Potter is a dark wizard?" asked a girl with a golden ponytail, confused.

"Hannah!" said the big boy with a serious face, "Potter is a parseltongue. Everyone knows that the Parseltongue is the hallmark of a dark wizard. No decent wizard can speak snake language and control snakes. Slytherin himself is known as the Serpent. ā€

After the boy finished speaking, the others also began to talk about it, one after the other.

"At the beginning, it was written on the wall that the enemy of the heir, be vigilant. Filch was killed immediately after a fight with Potter. ā€

"Another freshman, Creevey, was also secretly photographed while Harry was lying in the mud during a Quidditch match, and he is now lying in the hospital. ā€

Harry was dumbfounded, their guess was really full of evidence, compared to the guess that the heir was Malfoy. But apparently he didn't notice Creevey when he was in Quidditch.

However, someone finally said something nice about him, and it was the little girl with blonde hair and ponytail, named Hannah.

"But Potter always seemed so friendly. She said hesitantly, "Also, he made the mystery man disappear, he saved the wizarding world, he's not a bad guy, is he?" she defended Harry with some uncertainty.

Harry opened his ears wide to hear what they had to say.

"That's not for sure. Ernie mysteriously lowered his voice, and Hufflepuff tightened so tightly that even Harry had to keep his ears open to hear what he was saying.

"No one could have guessed how he was attacked by a mysterious person back then, and how he didn't die. You know, he was a baby at the time, and he should have been blown to pieces by the mysterious man. I mean, only the most terrifying and powerful dark wizard can evade the power of the mysterious man, let alone defeat him. ā€

His voice became even lower, "I guess he's a more terrifying demon lord than the mystery man, and only then will the mystery man be eager to kill him." The mysterious man doesn't want a demon king who is more powerful and terrifying than him. ā€

If this evidence is not about him, even he will believe it, these conclusive evidences are indeed very convincing.

Hannah, who still thinks Harry is a good person, asks another question, "Why did he attack Muggles?" His best friend, Hermione, was also from a Muggle family, and he didn't like Slytherin at all. ā€

Harry had a glimmer of hope again, they couldn't refute it.

But he was wrong, and people could always find any evidence that matched their ideas as long as they wanted to. No one, no thing, in this world is clean. No one, no thing, no flaws. No one, no thing, cannot be discredited.

"He didn't like Muggles, he hated the family he lived with, he hated Muggles. Ernie replied quickly.

Harry was stunned, he really saw what it means to have conclusive evidence and what it means to be indestructible. What is called rational reasoning, and what is called righteous speech.

He hated the Dursleys, but it had nothing to do with the others, and he wouldn't be angry with them. As long as a normal person has been treated by him, he will hate the Dursleys.

"Maybe it's when I fall asleep every day, I incarnate as the Dark Lord, and then operate the basilisk to attack the students. Harry muttered mockingly.

He couldn't listen anymore, and he didn't bother to pay attention to these Hufflepuffs who seemed to be loyal but made something out of nothing. He couldn't help but think of a gas-fired remark that George had once said.

It's true: family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, and your bullshit! Truth, falsehood, polite words, all bullshit! Horizontal criticism: Everyone farts!

He rushed out of the library listlessly and dejectedly, unoblivious to the wild words that continued to come from Hufflepuff behind him.

He stumbled all the way, burying his head in the road, and the words in his mouth were muttering, "The next class is Transfiguration, I should go and call Ron and Hermione to get ready, and then I have to be careful, don't turn people into snakes......"

He shook his head, trying not to think about the Hufflepuff group of. He walked up the stairs with heavy steps and turned to the other side of the hallway. It was dimly lit, the glass of one of the windows was loosened, a bitter cold wind poured in, and the torch was extinguished.

He was halfway through when he suddenly tripped over something.

He turned his head, squinting his eyes, adjusting to the dim light, carefully looking at what had tripped over him.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had been stripped naked, and his whole body was naked in the cold wind, and goosebumps came out all over his body.

Justin Finielly fell stiffly to the floor, his body cold, like ice and snow outside. A look of horror froze on his stiff face, and he stared blankly at the ceiling. Next to him, a strange and bizarre image appeared in front of Harry's eyes.

(To be continued.) )