The envelope was clean, and Harry crossed the table to hand it to Hagrid. Unexpectedly, Hagrid took the letter and immediately opened it. Then, for some reason, he kept looking at Harry.

"Harry, show you this." Hagrid finally couldn't hold back his thoughts.

Harry was a little confused, only to see Hagrid hand over a gray photograph of a man who looked very similar to him, tall, thin, wearing glasses, with unkempt hair, and a handful of hair on the back of his head standing on end.

Harry was stunned, he also had a handful of hair like that, when he hadn't smoothed it out.

Not only that, but in the photo, the man and a woman are embracing, with dark hair and gray eyes, and it is impossible to distinguish the color.

But Harry knew at once that the woman's eyes should be green.

Same with him.

"This is..."

"Here's a picture of your mom and dad." Hagrid said happily.

Harry froze in place, just holding up the photo, the two of them were much more agile than him, and the glance and smile were deeply embedded in his mind.

"This... Can you give it to me? Harry looked up at Hagrid.

"Of course! This was meant to be given to you. Hagrid laughed, rubbing Harry's head, and at that moment, he saw the little fur again.

These days, he could only see Harry's mature side, and that was good, and James and Lily would be happy to see it.

But Hagrid felt that he was only eleven years old, and that he should have been like a child in some way, and it was not good to mature too early.

And Harry's performance just now made Hagrid spontaneously happy.

"Thank you, Hagrid." Harry solemnly put the photo into the lining of his clothes: "Thank you." ”

"Don't say thank you, we don't need to say thank you." Hagrid patted him, "Alright, it's time for you to go back and rest." Otherwise, it won't be easy to get caught by Filch in a while. ”

"Okay." Harry nodded, then suddenly turned around, "By the way, Hagrid, don't give Noble anything to eat!" ”

Hagrid's gentle face froze for a moment, and finally he could only nod: "Okay, I know." ”

When Harry was gone, Hagrid pulled out a book from the top of the cabinet, a tome in the eyes of ordinary people, like a pamphlet in his hand.

Flipping through the pages, you can see that every page inside is a picture of James and Lily.

Hagrid shook the envelope, took out two more photographs, flipped them to the blank pages at the back, and carefully pasted them.

This was a gift that Hagrid had carefully prepared for Harry, and he sent an owl to write a letter to James and Lily's old classmates, intending to ask for a whole book of pictures of Jaime and Lily, and put them together for Harry.

At first, he wanted to get it done by Christmas, but unfortunately he couldn't keep up. And just now he gave one of them to Harry in advance.

Well, he couldn't help it, but after all, Harry was standing right in front of him...

On the way back, Harry kept looking at the picture, the first time he had seen them. The figures of the two of them kept echoing in his heart, and he couldn't even sleep when he tossed and turned.

The next day, noon.

"Hermione, do me a favor!" Harry looked at her sternly.

"Did something happen?" Hermione wondered, and Harry rarely said seriously that he needed help.

"I'd like to go to the Gryffindor lounge." Harry said.

Hermione didn't react for a moment, she nodded blankly: "Yes, but... What do you want to do? ”

"I don't want to do anything, I just want to see." Harry said, "I thought about it for a long time last night, and it seems like I've been instinctively avoiding this since I came to Hogwarts.

But now... I want to see, I want to see where they lived, where their footprints remained. ”

"Okay." Hermione nodded very seriously with a small face.

"But how are you going to get there? Gryffindor... You know. She couldn't help but be a little worried.

The conflict between Gryffindor and Slytherin was serious, and Harry went to their common room, fearing that some exclusion would be indispensable.

The only house lounge among the four houses that can be brought in and out by anyone is Ravenclaw, as long as you can answer the guards' questions correctly!

Of course, Hufflepuff people don't mind people going to their lounges, as long as you're not disgusted.

"I can go over at night when they're all resting." Harry said.

"Then you're going to get caught by Filch."

"Don't worry, forgot my Christmas present." Harry was confident and didn't think Filch could stop him.

Speaking of Christmas presents, Hermione was also relieved. It was an invisibility cloak, with no specific signature, just a note:

Your father left this thing for me before he died. It should be returned to you now, use it well. I sincerely wish you a Merry Christmas.

Harry thought it was sent to him by Dumbledore.

He is not very interested in the invisibility cloak, after all, there are not many application scenarios. After Christmas, he put it on the bottom of the box and has not used it since.

But today, it looks like it can see the light of day again.

"Well, then you can come at twelve o'clock in the evening. At that time, there will be a lot fewer people in the lounge, and the password will be a large stone statue. ”

During the night, Harry put on his cloak of invisibility and walked out of the Slytherin common room after Draco had slept with all of them. The castle is silent at night, and occasionally a small sound can be heard far away.

Harry tried his best not to make too much noise with every step he took.

When he came to the portrait of the fat lady on the eighth floor, he did not uncover his clothes, but directly read the password invisibly.

"The Great Stone Statue."

The fat lady was a little confused, but staggered forward, revealing a circular hole in the wall.

Harry stepped up the passageway, and it felt like he was walking through a cavern, and inside, there was a gentle, bright Gryffindor common room, which was completely different from Slytherin in terms of color alone.

It was a cozy circular room, filled with fluffy armchairs, and a table with a long flag hanging on the wall, in the form of a Gryffindor lion.

There were a lot of gold and red things throughout the lounge, including the cloth bags of the chairs and the pillows on them.

Hermione was alone in the whole common room, writing Professor McGonagall's paper. As the end of the semester approached, all the professors had a lot more homework than before, and Professor McGonagall needed them to write a seven-inch-long paper.

Obviously, Hermione had already done a lot more than that, but she was still working hard and so immersed in it that she didn't even notice that the door to the lounge had opened before.

Harry slowly walked behind her, first glancing at Hermione's paper, which was on how to transform dead things into living things.

Hermione quotes from many articles and books, but... Not very much in tune with Harry's ideas, he has become a complete practitioner under Munn's guidance.

"I think..."

"Ahh Hermione jumped to her feet, a soft scream that interrupted him directly.