, wonderful and free of pop-ups! Ron Easley rushed out of his dormitory angrily, followed by his friend Neville, who was panting hard and chasing him while whispering to persuade him not to do this.
"Ron?" His brother, Percy Easley (Percy Weasley), the gryffindor prefect, was originally chatting with his girlfriend R about some academic matters. When he saw his little brother rushing out in a hurry, he couldn't help but shrink. Browsing, he stopped Ron unhappily, his tone full of suspicion: "Running is not allowed in the dormitory and lounge, and - what are you going to do?"
"Settling the score with Malfoy." Behind Neville, several first-year Gryffindors said hurriedly, each of them either gloating about his misfortune or extremely angry, "That dog Malfoy just took away Ron's Scabbers! We don't even know how it did it. Coming in—"
"The fat lady must have let it in when she saw it was a dog!"
"I guess it came in through the window!"
"Come on, it's a dog, not an owl!"
"Maybe the Malfoy family has such a dog? Right? It's not surprising that they have something strange at home!"
Percy gave them a strange look: "Are you sure, Ron? Isn't Malfoy's pet a golden eagle? Where did the black dog come from?"
"Oh, wait a minute," Penelope R (Penelope Crevat) beside him actually remembered what happened on the day when the freshmen entered the school. Although this beauty with long brown curly hair didn't like to care about other colleges, , but she was very concerned about her junior schoolmate, "Are you talking about the big black dog? That seems to be Malfoy's dog," Penelope nodded to Percy, "That dog was sent to Harry's by mistake. In the dormitory, he even came to ask me how to get to the cellar, so I remember it very clearly."
"I'm sure it was Malfoy's dirty, ugly and vicious dog like sewage that took away Scabbers!" Ron's eyes were red, and he said angrily and sadly, "I'm sure, definitely, and definitely! I'm still looking at Harry hugged it, and I can’t admit it—oh my God, it was drooling over Scabbers! I should have discovered it then!”
"But Ron," Neville held a bottle of unnamed plant essence in his hand. He looked at the bottle in his hand and then at Ron, and said uncertainly, "Dogs don't eat mice."
"That's because Malfoy only wants to make Ron sad." A first-grade boy expressed his thoughts, which was agreed by everyone, including Ron.
"I'm telling you!" Ron nodded vigorously and continued running out of the lounge, "I'm going to settle the score with Malfoy!"
The boys rushed out after him. Neville sighed a little, but was also pulled away with a sad face.
"Oh, I remember when I came out, I saw Harry entering the room with his friends." Penelope waited until they all went out, then said with a wink.
"Friends? You mean Granger and Malfoy from our college?"
"Yes." Penelope shrugged.
Her boyfriend made a weird expression on his lips: "How can he tolerate them?"
If we call Percy to see it, Malfer is the same. Except for Malfoy's family background and his being a little bastard, the two of them have excellent grades, beat almost all the kids in the same grade, and seem to have the same difficult personalities. It's very hard to have one around, not to mention that two people can easily explode together.
"There's nothing strange about this," Penelope and her boyfriend explained. "After all, they are children who were sent to two different colleges when they were young. There are bound to be conflicts. In addition, the family environment and the education they received are completely different. , are even two extremes. It is quite normal for them to not get along with each other - but after all, they are only eleven years old. As long as they don't really become enemies, after being educated by the school, many conflicts will gradually disappear as they grow up, and Harry He's relatively precocious and very good, so he won't feel any pressure at all."
"Your junior is just friendly to everyone and like a peacemaker." Percy was a little dissatisfied that his girlfriend spoke so highly of his junior, "Is this really useful to them?"
"I don't know." Penelope said, "But judging from the results, it seems to be working! Because in fact, Malfoy really doesn't have time to bully his classmates anymore! And he is much more cheerful!"
"..."
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"Good afternoon, Harry." When Zhang Qiu returned to the lounge after training, he saw Harry standing in front of a row of bookshelves, holding a dozen books in his left hand and tapping on the bookshelf with his right hand, as if he was looking for something. , the little black-haired girl asked a little strangely, "What book are you looking for?"
"Good afternoon, Qiu!" Harry stretched out his hand and pulled out a book. He swayed slightly due to his unstable center of gravity. Zhang Qiu quickly helped him: "Hey, be careful. Huh? 1278 "Published by West" "Magic Defense Mechanism and Theoretical Basis"? What do you want with such a long-old version? Isn't the new version released last year better? "
"I also took the new ones," Harry showed her the few books in his hand, "I want to know some basics about magic defense. The older the version, the more information it has. Sticking to the latest books is the most correct, so I simply Let’s take a look at them all.”
"It's really hard for you," Zhang Qiu said sympathetically, "They all have very tough personalities."
"But I think what they both said makes sense," Harry said easily, floating the book next to him, "Looking at the same thing with different eyes, well, I think this is very important for the development of things. It’s also quite helpful.”
And it's quite interesting. He thought silently.
Although he was the one who proposed researching defensive magic when discussing 'how to find bck' and 'how to defend against bck', in fact after the discussion started, he spent more time watching the two people attack each other's ideas. , because this experience is so novel.
Harry looked at the broom Zhang Qiu was holding and the new team uniform she got, and said in an awe-inspiring tone: "Congratulations on being selected for the Quidditch team, Qiu."
Zhang Qiu pursed his lips and smiled happily when he heard this, with two cute dimples looming on his lips, "Thank you - but I think if it was Harry, you should be able to fly better than me. I heard that you took flying lessons In fact, you can fly quite well. There are very few students in the entire academy who can fly as well as you can in the first few times."
Harry shook his head helplessly and pointed to his glasses: "I'm still wearing this, how can I catch a golden ball that's no bigger than a palm? And to be honest, um, I really don't want to... risk being caught in the sky. Experience the joy of flying by knocking down several quaffles at high speed and with increased power.”
"Okay, the excitement is indeed a bit exciting." Zhang Qiu waved his hand with a broom, "I'm going back to the dormitory to rest, Harry, come on."
"Okay, Qiu." After Harry said goodbye to her, he walked towards the room next to him with a dozen books surrounding him like butterflies and a dozen in his hands.
People like to read quietly and don't like to be disturbed. Although Harry doesn't have any very strict habits, since he brought his friends in today, he still found a room. After all, it is not only closed and reliable, but also safe. Comes with a silencing spell.
Harry said a command to the door, causing the door to open. Then he covered his ears resignedly, said "close" quickly, and closed the door.
"——I can't believe that the ancient wizard family is so ideologically backward!"
He was shouting excitedly, "You are like frogs at the bottom of a well! You can only see the moon above the well!"
"When people like you are tied to a medieval cross and burned to death," scoffed, "you will know how ignorant and stupid Muggles are. I guess by then you will not be willing to put out the fire with a spell, Granger. "
"But times have changed now," she said with emphasis. Although her voice still had traces of childishness and sweetness, her tone was very sharp. "You can't just see the mistakes made by people without magic in the past! This is wrong. !If a person made mistakes in the past and now changes his ways, we should try to give him a chance!"
How on earth did you bring the topic so far? Harry really wanted to ask this, because he remembered that before he went out to look for books, the two people were still pretending to politely offer a delicious cookie made by Harry. However, in just five minutes, the theme in this room had already happened. There was a huge offset, as if they were not talking about the black dog.
"harry!"
"harry!"
At this time, both boys and girls noticed the return of their friends. They looked at Harry together, as if they had found a fair judge, and spoke to Harry together:
"Harry, what do you think?"
"Oh my God, Harry, please tell this idiot how naive her childish thoughts are!"
Harry waved his hand and the books slowly landed on the table and were neatly sorted by version. He considered his tone: "What are you talking about? Weren't you talking about Black Dog and Animagus before? What are you talking about? How is this discussion place going?”
He didn't really want to join this quarrel - if the representative of a typical wizarding family was a typical representative of a Muggle wizard, then Harry was undoubtedly on the other side: even though he was from a traditional wizarding family, he was from a traditional wizarding family. He grew up in a relatively ordinary family, and what makes his position even more delicate is that he is still a mutant. He uses his ability to cook and do housework every day, and uses magic to give himself convenience. The life of an ordinary human is actually too small for him. Very far away.
With this triple identity, Harry felt that the consequences would only be more embarrassing when he got involved in the theoretical debate between the two.
"We were originally discussing whether it was really stupid to be with Easley... then she seemed to think that Muggles would one day cooperate with wizards." He snorted loudly and raised his hands to show his dissatisfaction and contempt, "It's simply ridiculous. !”
"Wizards don't even know how to use phones! They don't even have TV!" said, "Muggles can fly into the sky without brooms, and wizards' technology is still in the 1970s, which proves that Muggles are no worse than wizards. !”
...To be honest, the jump is really big. Harry thought.
"...You have gone off topic, and I still don't understand your topic." Harry reminded tactfully, "But we can discuss this topic after learning more in subsequent classes. I believe there should have been similar discussions before. So, is there any progress on what we talked about before??"
Despite his previous objections, he told the matter. After being shocked, the latter became extremely motivated to help. After fighting for several days in the library, they felt that it was not too hidden, so Harry I took my friends to the fighting room.
He picked up the tea cup and took a big sip of the juice. He lowered his face and felt embarrassed for having easily digressed into the subject: "Oh, sorry, Harry, I was too excited at the moment... Look, I have checked all the newspaper clippings and asked some questions." A seventh-grade student," she spread her notebook on the table and said with a frown, "Sirius Bck killed twelve innocent people and his friend Peter Pettigrey (Peter Pettigrey) who was chasing him, and blew up He was arrested for being accused of betraying your parents and spying for the Dark Lord. He was also prosecuted for his involvement with his cousin, the infamous Beltrix Lestrange. Trix Langstrange) and her husband tortured a couple...that is, Neville's parents...but because there was no evidence, this crime was not established."
At the mention of this, the gryffindor girl who was extremely excited just now calmed down and glanced secretly at the two boys opposite. She saw that one of them was as calm as ever, while the other had a tight face and said nothing. She pursed her lips and continued. She continued: "And here," she pointed to a place on the newspaper clipping, "it is clearly stated here that the 'r couple set up a loyalty spell and regarded this shameful spy as their most loyal secret keeper. Keep them safe while Sirius Bck leaks their addresses to the Dark Lord.'"
"The Loyalty Curse?" Harry turned around and asked.
"A very ancient but powerful spell, extremely complicated," he explained reluctantly with a stinky face, "My father said this is a very mysterious spell that keeps a secret in the human soul. If this person, the secret keeper, does not leak it, no one will ever know about it. If it is a house, then unless the secret keeper takes the initiative to leak it, even a dragon with a sensitive sense of smell passing by will think it is empty. Nothing. My dad said this spell is so rare that ordinary wizards - most wizards can't cast it perfectly."
"And it's perfectly concealable," he added. "The book says that if the spell is cast in private, no magic can detect the identity of the secret keeper - so if you don't figure out who the secret keeper is, even the answer address It’s correct, but I can’t find that place.”
"Um... that is to say, this spell can at least confuse people's cognition, vision, touch, and hearing? And not just one person?" Harry thought for a while and asked.
If chaos is just one person's five senses, for Harry, although it is not easy, it is not impossible. But if everyone can be confused by this curse, and the conditions are so strict, it will be very difficult. Terrible.
Its subtlety, just like what is said in fairy tales, does not seem complicated, but is extremely terrifying - just like the gifts given by fairies to Sleeping Beauty. They gave her wealth, beauty, health, and happiness. No one can guarantee that all of this will be possible. It remains forever, but the blessings of the fairies did. And if you think about it carefully, it is actually magic that can modify the probability of cause and effect. It cannot be explained by science or spiritual theory, because it not only changes the Sleeping Beauty Princess, it also changes some laws of the world.
...It’s over, the beautiful childhood story is completely shattered, and I will never have bedtime story time again.
After thinking about it, Harry felt a little regretful and couldn't help but sigh.
Knowledge is the only weapon to get rid of ignorance and illusion, but for people like Harry, the price is not small.
"That's why it's so complicated." He replied haughtily. "That's the power of magic."
"Bck is really the most cruel person I have ever seen! Think about it, twelve innocent people, the thirteenth is even his friend!" He frowned and continued to read the newspaper, "That dead wizard, even The entire body was blown away, leaving only one finger that was found by the Auror..."
"Stop acting like an endorsement, Granger!" He took out a letter from the side, "I have already asked my mother - although I don't want to admit it, bck is indeed related to our family," he said reluctantly Said, "But, my mother said that she had never heard of this before bck entered Azkaban - such as that he was an Animagus or something like that."
"Are you sure he is?" said, "But, Animagus needs to be registered with the Ministry of Magic, and there is no bck on it, otherwise the Ministry of Magic will tell you!"
"Merlin's pants," he complained, which seemed very strange to Harry. "If this kind of thing is reported to the Ministry of Magic, what's the point? You're just that stupid, aren't you? The Ministry of Magic is just an institution, they can't force it bck drank the truth serum and told all the illegal things, right?"
"I have a question about this. Well, look here." Harry pointed to a spot on the newspaper clipping. "Look, they threw bck into Azkaban without a trial...Is this in compliance with procedure? Or is it just this way? More conducive to causing bck pain?"
"No." He replied simply, throwing himself into the back of his chair. "He was too easy to convict - everyone knew he had committed a crime, and a trial would be too redundant at this time, so those people from the Ministry of Magic directly convicted him. Thrown into Azkaban."
He and Harry looked at each other, obviously unfamiliar with this kind of behavior that was not in compliance with judicial procedures during the war. He opened his mouth to say something more, but there was a knock on the door.
"Harry?" Anna's voice sounded urgently outside, "Are you in there Harry?"
"Anna?" Harry stood up and went to open the door. When he opened the door, he saw the girl's anxious face, which was a bit strange, "What happened?"
"...You'd better not leave the dormitory," Anna looked into the room and said a little uneasily, "When I came in, I saw a group of boys from Gryffindor asking where Malfoy was, and finally rushed over here... And he looks so fierce."
Hearing this sentence, he looked offended, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "So where are Ron and the others now? They won't be coming in soon, right?"
a thought for a moment, shook his head, and swung his twin ponytails tied with strawberry hairpins: "I just went to the door to find a book and heard their voices... They seemed to be trying out answers one by one. , but they seemed to regard the question of the eagle at the door as a brainteaser, so it seemed that most of the answers were far from correct. There were also senior sisters standing by the door with great interest, wanting to see how many mistakes they could report. The answer...after all, you know, very few new Gryffindor students come to us."
Harry couldn't hold it back. He laughed, rolled his eyes, and complained in an almost collapsed voice: "This is really... embarrassing!"
"I've been here all afternoon," he said with a sneer, "Why, are they going to charge me with some strange crime again? Like 'having too much money' and 'bringing the savior bad'?"
"Don't use that title." Harry's face felt a little hot when he heard the title savior. "It's too shameful."
"...It seems because," Anna shook her head, as if she wanted to get rid of the unnecessary information. After a moment of hesitation, she said something that stunned everyone in the room, "I didn't hear it very clearly...it seems Is it Malfoy's dog that took away Easley's mouse?"
