, wonderful and free of pop-ups! It was a very, very deep darkness. There was no light there - no, no, no, there was light there, a terrifying green light, accompanied by screams and crazy laughter...
The body is already cold under the feet. You don't need to test it to know that it is hopeless... The green light is absolute, the spell is absolute, no one can escape from the darkness, and fear will always exist with the darkness.
Then the green-lighting tip was pointed at himself.
No! ! ! ! ! !
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·Malfoy suddenly woke up from his dream.
He slowly sat up from the bed, covered in cold sweat, and his face was pale, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
Slytherin's cellar was always cold, damp, and dark. He wrapped his cup tightly, stared straight ahead, and stretched out his hand to get a glass of water from the bedside, but the cup fell into his hand.
He was stunned, and then he screamed and backed away from the bed as if he had seen a ghost, and the water glass was also thrown down: "Ahhhh!!"
The person who handed him the water glass was also shocked.
"...It looks like you are still very energetic, great," the dark green curtain was brushed open and he looked up a little, and saw his damn, unlucky, damn W friend sitting on his bed On the chair next to him, more than half of the pages of the book in his hand had been turned over and it was almost to the bottom. "I guess you must be hungry now?"
"...harry Xavier!!! Why are you in my dormitory!!!"
Harry looked amused, covering his chest like a frightened girl and yelling: "The snake at the door of your dormitory can't stop me, you know - besides, it's already seven in the morning, you should get up and go to class Well, considering that you probably don’t want to go to the auditorium now, I brought you something to eat - and no one saw me, don’t worry.”
"...How could you not be seen?! You took a bag twice as big as your head!" He could hardly suppress his surprised scream, and felt that his nerves were about to collapse.
Harry's answer was to pick up the invisibility cloak from the side, cover himself once, disappear into the air, then take it off again, and finally looked at him with an innocent expression, the answer was self-evident.
Staring at him without saying a word, she glanced at him up and down before squeezing out a reaction from her throat: "...Don't tell me you brought me some unpalatable bread, I won't accept it. .”
"No, of course not, handmade, freshly baked," Harry happily pushed the three-layer thermos box next to him, "fried cod with mashed potatoes, seafood soup, garlic bread with bacon omelette, and lemon for dessert. Mousse, oh, your mother sent a lot of condolence gifts, and I got them all for you."
"...I heard Granger said that you went home to stay," he said without expressing any interest in the delicious-sounding breakfast, staring at Harry closely, "So, you don't plan to stay at home for a few days and just come back like this. ?”
I went back to the United States for another day, and went to see the new "Captain America" movie. I bought some new clothes, baked a big cake for Peter to take home, had a good sleep, and promised Dad that he would ignore the school rules. Going home every two days, and finally turning the time turner many times before coming back to catch up on classes - how can you say this truthfully? Harry thought guiltily, trying to look like a sleep-deprived person: "Yes, didn't you see the dark circles under my eyes? I got up very early today to rush back from the United States."
Seeing that this man had no intention of saying anything more, he could only angrily pick up his fork, fork up a piece of bacon, and then stuff it into his mouth forcefully - but to be honest, from the time he woke up, his stomach was Protested.
He ended up eating everything Harry brought, not even a spoonful of chicken gravy and mashed potatoes left.
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"Hi Harry! Good morning! Malfoy, good morning to you too. Why didn't you go to have breakfast? I'm getting asked crazy questions because I was the only one who came to the Great Hall for breakfast during yesterday's incident."
When I was looking for the Transfiguration classroom, I met Harry who had just walked out of the dormitory after eating and drinking. The little brown-haired witch was holding a pile of books and greeted them happily, and then received a glare. See.
"...What's wrong with you, Granger?" He looked at the patient with an incredulous look, "Are you expecting me to say good morning back to you?"
"...No," she glanced at him, raised her eyebrows, and sighed, "I don't have any hope. Well, Harry, it looks like you're fine, and you don't want to miss any classes, which is good."
"Well, my transformation is not very smooth yet," Harry pursed his lips and smiled, "I don't want to start having this headache until the end of the year."
After all, he could go home at any time as long as he was free. After the accident, he actually got the benefit of being able to go home at any time. Harry didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky.
"Hey, you're okay, Harry!"
Ron and Neville hurried over, holding a few pieces of bread each, and appeared at the other end of the corridor. The red-haired boy swallowed a mouthful of bread with difficulty and asked with concern: "When did you come back? Principal Dumbledore You said you went home to rest, how do you feel now?"
"Thank you, Ron," Harry responded to the greeting in a friendly manner, ignoring the man next to him who was about to stare out his eyes, "Thank you for your concern, but I am indeed fine."
"Harry," Neville shouted first, and then shuddered under the definitely not friendly glare, and then he hesitantly took out something, "You, it's great that you're okay - this ,this is for you."
His eyebrows were about to knit together, and his eyes rolled there, and then he said disdainfully: "What do you want to do? What kind of junk do you want to give Harry?"
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Ron immediately couldn't hold it back and got into a fight with him, "Don't think that you saved Harry once and it's all right. Harry didn't say anything yet!"
"Come on, Weasley," the voice said sharply, "let me tell you, you are not as good as Granger - think about what you were doing at that time? Sleeping in the dormitory until it was dark? Are you chatting with your ignorant friends? The topic of nutrition? Or, let’s work together to save your hopeless homework——”
"," Harry quickly pulled away, "You have to fight with Ron? I know that the relationship between you two is not harmonious, but what you are arguing about... is meaningless at all! Well, thank you, Neville——"
"Harry, you can't cover him like this," Ron said unwillingly under Neville's obstruction, staring at him as if he was his lifelong enemy, "I dare say if you weren't here, he would have taken out his wand in the next second. Use magic spells to bully Neville! He always does this!"
...It seems that Neville is often thrown a leg-locking curse or something, and it's all because of his doing. Harry and Harry looked at each other, and the latter pursed his lips and nodded to show that it was true.
Harry thought with a headache - it looks like he has made progress now, and he even knows how to find a place to bully people where he can't see them!
"This is a pair of two-way mirrors." Neville replied softly, "You - you can send one of them to your home, Harry, so that you can, um, be in constant contact with, and your dad. .”
This time, there was no sound even. Because he and Ron were looking at Neville in shock, and only Harry and Harry were confused.
"That thing... is extremely expensive for an ordinary wizarding family, and it's priceless!! It's no different for a down-and-out aristocratic family." He pulled out his wand and pointed it at Neville warily, which successfully made Neville tremble. He got even more serious, "What conspiracy do you have!"
"Isn't that your uncle's birthday gift to you?! neville!"
Trying to lower his voice, he said in horror, "Neville, you just said last time that if you get rid of this, your uncle will definitely kill you!"
"...Neville," Harry understood the value of the gift in his hands from the shock of both of them. He looked around a little awkwardly, and finally chose to hand the gift back, "Thank you, but this I still want a gift..."
It's not that he is unwilling to accept a kind gift, but at this time, the double-sided mirror is obviously too expensive and too redundant for Harry. If he accepts it and then ignores it, it will be disrespectful to the gift giver.
"It doesn't matter, my uncle has already agreed, and you have to accept it, Harry," Neville smiled shyly, "I, I heard Professor Dumbledore say that your family is all in the United States, isn't it, Harry? With this , you can communicate with them more easily.”
"But, Neville, this problem is not worthy of you giving me such an expensive gift," Harry insisted, looking at the brown-haired boy and saying softly, "Listen, I didn't refuse it because it was expensive. This is your uncle. The gift given to you is a piece of your uncle's heart, not a pure prop... Do you understand the difference?"
He then quickly added: "Ah, but thank you anyway... I wonder if you can help me find out where I can buy this?"
"If you really want it, I can get a dozen at home." He immediately added, seemingly speaking to Harry, but there was a strong smell of gunpowder in his words, "You don't have to accept - this kind of person will give you -"
"," Harry felt that he couldn't let this go on anymore, so he turned to look at his friend, staring directly at him, with an obvious warning, "Although I really don't want to say this, but I have to say - If you don’t shut up, I will eat all the candy your mother sent.”
"Harry Xavier——" he yelled his name angrily, "Have you lost your brain and can't distinguish between ourselves and the enemy?"
"I don't think I need to distinguish between friend and foe in this castle," Harry said briskly, "W is a representative of fairness and justice, have you forgotten? We never favor Slytherin——"
He immediately let out a burst of ridicule.
"—or gryffindor."
He glanced at the other person with disdain.
She laughed out loud, and after watching the excitement for a long time, the girl reminded her loudly, because although she didn't think much of it before, now it seems that the scene of several boys quarreling is really interesting, and every time When Harry mediates, the frustrated or depressed expressions of both parties are also very interesting. They are like goldfish that have held their breath, angrily: "We all have classes - we all have to go to class! Come on, we are going to be late. .”
"It doesn't matter, Lupin always favors this guy anyway," he rolled his eyes, pulled Harry away fiercely, and accused him in a low voice, "You are biased again!"
"...I'm not going anywhere, I swear." Harry deeply felt that if he stayed with them for a while, he would definitely grow old. He swore to God that he had never felt such a sense of vicissitudes when he was with them at home.
"What nonsense are you talking about? You have to lean towards me!"
"Oh yes, why should I take away what Professor Snape should do——"
"harry·xavier!"
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Neville held the rejected gift in his hand, looked at the backs of the two people leaving, and sighed in frustration. Suddenly, he remembered something and asked, "——Does Professor Lupin like Harry very much?"
"Yes," he replied as he walked away, "because Harry's grades in Defense Against the Dark Arts are very good. It is said that he is also a friend of Harry's father. Harry occasionally seeks his private tutoring during evening study sessions."
"...It's no use being friends."
"What?" He picked up the book and patted Ron, signaling him to stop complaining about Malfoy, and then asked Neville: "What did you just say, Neville? I think I didn't hear clearly?"
The thoughts that flashed through his mind couldn't go away. The kind-hearted boy was troubled for a long time. He lowered his head and thought for a long time before he said: "...Well...you can tell Harry to let him, um, stay with Professor Lupin." Can you be careful when we are together? It is best not to leave the dormitory at night."
"Why?" he asked strangely, "Don't you also like him very much?"
"Uh, yes, but...well, I, I doubt that bck will kill his old friend," Neville walked in front and whispered hurriedly, "Yes, that's it. I'm just...worried that Harry will It's just been affected. Oh, by the way, can you help me give Harry the double-sided mirror? I still think he will need this..."
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On this side, the only son of the Malfoy family was having troubles with his conscience. Soon after, on the other side, the only son of the Malfoy family began to burst into anger.
"What?!" He couldn't believe what he heard. "You refused to tell me the process?"
"Yes," Harry said simply, "You know everything you need to know anyway."
"Then I can't know what I'm not supposed to know?! And I don't know anything! How did you escape from the air? How did you freeze that guy like granger told me? You don't care about this Do you want to know everything that needs to be known?"
"You're not supposed to know, and it won't do any good if you know." Harry felt that his tone at this moment must be like an adult trying to coax a child. "Besides, I didn't stop you from guessing? If you guessed correctly, I would tell you your."
"Thank you for your abominable generosity, but why do you want me to guess when you can tell me something in just a few sentences?" he asked with a sneer.
"You have always believed that you are wise. If this matter is so complicated that you can't even guess it," Harry had to praise without conscience. In fact, he felt that it was quite easy to deceive, "then I can't tell you that." Use any help.”
At this moment, the class was over, and they had already reached the door of the classroom, but soon their whispers were interrupted because the professor of this class stopped them.
"Harry, Mr. Malfoy, could you please stay for a little while?"
While Lupin was packing up the lesson plans, he shouted Wen, his tone as gentle as if he was calling a child to go home for dinner, natural and soft.
"Ah, okay, Professor." Harry quickly ended the debate with Harry and the two returned to the classroom and sat in the first row at the signal of the good-tempered professor.
"You have to know one thing - after I learned that you were okay, I gave up the urge to go to Principal Dumbledore to have a big fight... It's great that you are okay, Harry," Lupin sat in front of them, the two of them The boy could easily notice from a close distance that their professor's spirit was not very good and could even be called haggard, but the smile on his face was undoubtedly sincere, "So... how is your health now? ?Although I heard that you only suffered minor injuries and were lucky enough to return to your home due to the magic riot, I think you must have suffered a lot in the process."
He went through a lot of hardships - including going back in time to find out some unspeakable history, dealing with an enemy who was obviously a dark wizard, and then going home to convince his father in the past so that the worried parents could finally agree. Let go, everything, Harry thought about it now, when he peeked into Charles's study after returning home and found that they did not agree with Harry's time travel at the beginning, he was really frightened into a cold sweat.
In any case, this process cannot be called easy, even if he is really interested in time travel.
"I'm really fine." Mind readers can always easily identify other people's sincerity, so Harry comforted the elder who had been condemning him for most of the day for not helping, and said, "Don't worry, uh , remus—can I call you that?”
The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's face was almost immediately filled with relief, sadness and deeper guilt.
"Of course," he said softly, "of course you can call me that, Harry. I'm... glad you want to call me that. Merlin, if it weren't for... you would have called me that a long time ago."
He looked at the boy in front of him. He had black hair and green eyes. He looked so much like his old friend, but his ability to understand people's thoughts was even better than Lily's. Lupin didn't know whether he should be happy about this. ——The boy should be like his friends, spoiled, with a lot of little problems, willing to do anything to be naughty, causing a lot of troubles and causing parents heartache and headache.
That's how it should be.
"Listen, Harry," he patted Harry's shoulder gently but seriously, and looked at Malfoy with the same gaze, "you all know that from today on, the dementors sent by the Ministry of Magic will officially start hunting. ,Is it right?"
"Of course," he and Harry looked at each other. Neither of them understood the meaning, so they said in a slow tone, "What does this need to be emphasized?"
"Of course," Lupin said worriedly, "Listen, first of all, there are dementors - according to my personal experience, you can't get close to them. You are still children and have very no control over your emotions, and they, I Guess it's not the same. I need you two to promise me not to approach there, okay? You know that your two identities will make trouble come to your door faster." He looked at it thoughtfully, and when he saw The boy's face slowly turned pale and he sighed unbearably, "I hope I'm worried in vain - but, Mr. Malfoy, I heard that you don't have a very good relationship with the little gentleman? Because his uncle is the one who brought him in That person who is a dementor, I hope you can... restrain this kind of conflict with your classmates as much as possible. Of course, you are actually both good students, so why don't you try to be kind to each other?"
"?" It was as if he had eaten expired food, "With all due respect, Professor, I think——"
"?" Harry called his name softly, "Why can't you be quiet and not let the professor continue?"
Sensitively, I felt an indescribable sense of danger.
How should I put it, although Harry, his friend, was still smiling as usual - but it was very likely that he would spit out his breath in the next second and want to strangle him, but there was nothing he could do.
So he wisely shut up.
We were originally full of worries, but after seeing this situation, we looked at them quite unexpectedly.
"Please continue, Professor." Harry said obediently.
"Okay, Harry. Then here's my personal warning -" Lupine took a deep breath and paused for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about whether to really say it, but soon, when he saw the two boys waiting, He decided to tell the secret, "I hope you won't tell anyone else about this warning, but keep it in mind - listen, boys, if any of you see a huge black dog, yes, a black dog , if it keeps following you, or appears at hogwarts, or even has the intention of intimidating or harming you, please stay as far away from him as possible no matter what you are doing at the time, and let me know if you can."
Damn it.
Trying hard to hold back his expression that couldn't help but change towards panic. He glanced quietly and found that Harry was also looking at him and silently mouthing: You are right.
——Of course I am right! I always! There is nothing wrong with a malfoy!
He replied subconsciously.
Although Lupin's words had not been clearly stated at this point, these reminders fell into the ears of the two boys who had already suspected it, and undoubtedly solidified their suspicions.
The pet that the dog's mother asked her son to bring, the huge black dog that was extremely passionate about Harry, turned out to be exactly as she had guessed -
——That big dog is undoubtedly an Animagus!
