This time Harry was away for a short time, and before Clark could fall asleep, he heard Harry coming back in the dark.

"It seems that this time, Harry met Dumbledore." Clark rolled over.

I just don't know if he told Dumbledore about the Resurrection Stone, the last time Clarke's story was actually only half told, and he didn't say the ending of the three Deathly Hallows.

Judging by his feelings, Harry probably didn't ask, after all, the next day, he didn't talk to Clark about the resurrection stone, as if he had forgotten about it.

For the rest of the Christmas holidays, the cloak of invisibility was folded neatly and placed at the bottom of the box.

It seemed that Harry had easily forgotten what he had seen in the Magic Mirror, however, only Clark knew, and Harry was starting to have nightmares.

At night, after his alchemy experiments, he often heard Harry calling out "Daddy" and "Mommy" in his sleep.

"Look, what I'm talking about, that magic mirror might drive you crazy." When Harry told Ron and Clark about the dreams, Ron said this.

Fortunately, Harry's adaptability was very strong, and with the calming potion specially concocted by Clark, after a few days of torment, he was back to normal.

Christmas was over, though, and Hermione was back the day before school started.

"How was the school holiday going?"

As soon as they met, Hermione gave Clark a big hug, and a big smile was on her face.

"Not bad, at least the Christmas feasts at Hogwarts are great, especially the roast turkeys, you can stay and try them next time."

Clark let go of Hermione, who had come to pick her up from the train platform, so they had to cross a large road up the hill and back from the main entrance to Hogwarts Castle.

On the way, Clark told Hermione everything that had happened at Christmas, including the Mirror of Eris, and she had the same opinion as Clark.

"Yes, Harry, no matter what, it doesn't hurt to study hard and work hard to improve yourself. And Ron, you too, it's not impossible to be a prefect and a student council president, but only if you can't fail the course. ”

When it comes to studying, Hermione is very energetic.

But like all children, they have no interest in this kind of persuasion.

Even what Clark said that night only had an effect for half a day. The two guys gave up going to the library with Clark the next afternoon, and instead hid in the dorm room and played magic cards.

It's no different from those Muggle students who vow to study hard in the morning and sneak off to play games in the afternoon.

Soon, though, Harry ran out of time to play magic cards.

At the start of the new semester, Quidditch training began again.

Gryffindor's captain, Wood, is more demanding of his players than ever. Even in the continuous rainy days after the heavy snowfall, his energy did not cool down at all.

They beat Slytherin last year, and if they win Hufflepuff again this time, they will be able to win the Quidditch trophy, which is very tempting for Wood.

And in order to ensure that Harry and they would not be frozen when they trained, and in order to improve the prestige of Gryffindor House, Clark also joined them.

As an auxiliary, he contributed his low-temperature flame grease, which he fused with his clothes to make a warm robe.

Whenever the Gryffindor team trained, they wore robes soaked in magical grease, and their bodies burned with pale blue low-temperature flames, like large fireballs, whistling in the cold wind, not even the cold rain could extinguish them.

That scene was really spectacular.

But no matter how aggressive they were, during a particularly wet and muddy session, Wood gave the players bad news:

The head of Slytherin House, somehow he used to convince Headmaster Dumbledore, to become the referee of this Quidditch match.

As he said the news, George Weasley, one of the twins, fell off his broomstick.

"Snape as a referee?" Spectating the dirt in his mouth, he asked, "When did he ever referee a Quidditch match?" Are you sure he didn't do it on purpose for the Slytherin victory. ”

The rest of the team also landed next to George, complaining.

"That's enough, there's nothing to complain about," Wood said, "and we can't change the teacher's decision, we can only make sure that we play by the rules, so that even Snape has no excuse to find our way." ”

Everyone complained about Snape's behavior, but only Clarke, who was sitting on the sidelines, knew that he was actually protecting Harry.

This professor is actually a tsundere figure, obviously can't forget Harry's mother, and wants to be Harry's stepfather, so he took the initiative to apply to Dumbledore to be a referee in a Quidditch match.

But pretending to be a wicked person made Harry hate himself, which was really tangled. It's also to blame for making people, Harry is not Harry, otherwise things would have been complete.

After the training session, the rest of the team gathered and set up the table under the organization of the Weasley twins, but Harry and Clark returned to the Gryffindor common room.

As soon as he entered, he found Ron and Hermione playing cards there.

"I summon [Dryad], defend it, and cover it with a trap card." Ron's face was not sad or happy, and there was no superfluous thought to be seen.

"My turn, draw cards, activate the magic card [Acceleration], and speed up [Centaur Rider]. [Centaur Rider] uses a charge attack! ”

Hermione hesitated, unable to let go of this excellent opportunity, and commanded the horsemen in the picture, with their spears in hand, and rushed towards Ron's dryads.

"Activate the trap card [Vine Entanglement], because there is a [Tread] on the field, the effect is doubled!"

A smile bloomed on Ron's face, and he flipped through the covered trap card.

The [Dryad] shaped like a dead tree plunged its arm into the ground, and in the midst of the surging earth, vines the thickness of cables broke through the soil and stopped in front of the [Centaur Rider], stumbling like a horse rope, and stumbling on its heels.

"Haha, my turn, gacha!"

"Activate the magic card [Revive], [Treant] is upgraded to [War Ancient Tree], and [War Ancient Tree] uses a stone-throwing attack!"

Green light shot out from Ron's card, causing the [Dryad] Deadwood, which was originally a bronze monster card, to grow rapidly in spring, and temporarily turned into a tall [War Ancient Tree].

The churning dirt hardened into a huge rock with the innate ability of the [War Ancient Tree], and with a rumbling sound of breaking the air, it smashed towards the [Centaur Knight] who Hermione fell to the ground.