"Write me a letter when you get to school," Charles kissed his son on the face and patted his shoulder. Next to his wheelchair, na, this sweet little girl looked at Harry as if she wanted to cry or not. , "Keep yourself warm, your body is not that good, remember?"
"I remember it all clearly, dad." Although he knew that he could go home at any time, Harry couldn't help but hug Charles, coveting the embrace of this moment, "I promise to take good care of myself."
"I have never doubted this." Charles smiled and pointed forward, "Go ahead - it's time for you to get in the car, I think it's time to wait."
"Well, I guess you don't mind asking your little friend to wait." Peter said and rushed over. He stretched out his arms to hug Harry tightly and gave him a huge hug. "I'm going to miss you - —”
"...Just let him wait a little longer." Harry muttered in such an embrace. But in the end, he resignedly shrank his luggage into his bag one by one, and walked towards the train. Before leaving, he kissed Na on the cheek, "I'll be back after the holiday, and I'll bring you a gift then - happy Click, okay? I’ll bring you a wizard’s pet then.”
After Eric's baby girl became neighbors with Harry, she became more and more inseparable from him. She had been alone for too long, and she was the one who liked Harry the most among the children. Therefore, whenever Harry mentioned school, she would become cloudy, and even more so now. She wanted to grab Harry's robe and said, "Can't you take me with you?"
"I really want to, but I can't, sweetheart," Harry touched her soft little face, looking at her angelic and cute face, he was very reluctant to let go, "You can go and play with Peter when I'm not here, even if I don't So go home, I’ll be back when you put on your little summer dress, I promise.”
After finally coaxing Na, Harry breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his foot and crossed the seemingly solid wall. When he put his foot down, the station was already crowded with wizards, proving to him that he was right to stop his father and the others from following in. What a wise decision. He carried his bag and walked toward the train door. The train whined in front of him and emitted white smoke, as if to remind him that time was almost up.
At this moment, Harry heard a duet calling his name again.
"Hi, harry!"
"Hi, harry!"
Harry didn't even need to look back to know who was calling him.
"Hi R, good morning? How's Ron doing at school?" He waved to the Weasley twins who poked their heads out of the car window not far away. The two almost identical heads were wearing the same smile. Shout to him: "Get in the car, get in the car - or you'll be in trouble!"
As soon as Harry stepped onto the car, he was pulled over by the twins and squatted on the ground with his head down: "Wait - what are you doing?"
"Shh-" Fred gestured to him, "We're doing this for your own good--our little sister hasn't left yet! I think she's still staying at the station looking for you--she adores you and wants to see you all the time. As soon as we saw 'Saviour', she pestered us to get in the car when school started this year, and now she insists on following us."
"I guess she won't go back unless she sees you, unless the car starts," E reached out and patted his butt, "Go and find your Alfoy, otherwise our little GNY will do something to you. It was love at first sight!”
"But we saw you kissing the little girl's cheek," Fred smiled meaningfully, "So hurry up, otherwise we can't guarantee whether you will be beaten into a pig's head by us."
harry哭笑不得地说：“为什么要把我揍成猪头？而且你们妹妹才……十岁？她不可能对我一见钟情！”
"Hmm, you can't say that! So go!"
"Yes, let's go, let's go!"
Since he didn't want to be watched by little fans, Harry had no choice but to start looking for He. After asking several carriages, he accurately found a carriage at the back where he was not there, but he was drinking tea inside - on the table in front of him. , there was actually a tea set, and on a few plates a little further away were undoubtedly Mrs. Alfoy's incredibly delicious handmade desserts.
When he pushed the door open and walked in, he happened to see the closed color comic cover - seeing his treasured comics in a place like this, Harry felt quite friendly, although becoming a comic fan was beyond his expectation. , but Harry was very happy to see such a change. You must know that few girls read superhero comics, while boys spend more of their free time playing Quidditch.
But... Harry glanced to the side. Although the person is not here, the schoolbag is in this carriage.
"Did you lose your temper again?" Harry said helplessly.
He showed a 'Are you crazy' expression.
"No - this was the first thing you said when you saw me?"
Don't you have a lot of criminal records? Harry thought this in his mind and shook his head: "I'll just ask."
Then he sat down next to her, reached out and picked up a piece of Montblanc and took a bite: "Don't you have to go sit with your friends?"
"Why? Our family held a total of three dinner parties during this holiday. I saw them more than I saw you," he said nonchalantly. "I don't want to hear them talk about boring topics there - let alone Lend your homework to more people to copy.”
Harry said: "So you lent your homework to...at least a few people and copied it?"
"Just two, you know who they are." replied.
Harry sighed, understanding that he had lent his homework to the two lackeys, so he didn't mention it again, and instead asked about the comics he lent yesterday:
"Where did you see it?"
…
"I met countless people who asked me to say hello to you along the way." When they had their third cup of tea, they pushed open the carriage door forcefully. Harry felt as if she had just squeezed out of a shopping mall discount melee. Li Qianhuan, whose hair is a bit scary, said, "Especially in the senior class, they all ask me if you have a beautiful sister and so on... Some people also ask me if you have a hot mother!"
Harry couldn't hold it back any longer and spit out a mouthful of tea. The man next to him sat a little further away from him in a gloating tone.
"What?!" he asked in shock, but then he remembered what was going on - ea's pretended affectionate kiss was staged at the station, in full view of everyone.
"You'd better be prepared." He sat down expressionlessly, "I heard that most people think that is your sister, so they plan to ask you further... You are busy, Harry, to be honest, then who is it?"
Harry had a hard time holding back his laughter: "Well, no matter how they ask, I have only one answer."
"What answer?"
Harry cleared his throat, sat upright and said, "That's not my mother, yes, she's not, but she got married just this Christmas, and I was her flower girl."
This time none of the three could hold it back, they were all laughing.
"If you're going to do this, call me with you - ha, their expressions must be funny!" said.
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The drive was long, but it was easy to pass the time. For example, he just leaned back in the car to catch up on his sleep before they got off.
The cold wind in January was so cold that Harry threw a few warming charms on himself. After all, it was not enough to block the wind, so he wrapped himself tightly with the furry cloak. It looked like He wrapped his face in a small circle.
"Are you that cold?" he asked suspiciously when entering the castle. "Don't tell me that Americans can't help but feel the same cold as you."
"My father said that I was sick when I was a child, so my body is very afraid of cold," Harry said breathlessly, the tip of his nose was red from the cold, "I went to many doctors but couldn't completely cure it, and I also drank Chinese medicine. It’s quite a bit, and it’s somewhat useful, but it’s not completely good.”
"Do you know what you lack? Exercise," because his parents are doctors. Although they are not professionally qualified, they still know some common sense. "You move too little, Harry, you should go out and exercise-"
"For example, Quidditch." This sentence was followed very naturally, as if the next sentence of this sentence was originally it, "My uncle gave you such a good broom, and you didn't even want to ride it. Go out and fly around, and tell me that your college should give you special treatment. I heard that the R family are all good at Quidditch. You are obviously not bad at flying, but you just don’t want to fly." As he said this, he was still going up and down. Looking at Harry, he clicked his tongue and shook his head, "But for you, I'm afraid you are the only Seeker, Harry."
"...I'm wearing glasses, did you see that?" Harry sneezed, moved his nose, and wrapped half of his face in a scarf, his voice was indistinct, "You can't ask a short-sighted person to find someone who is still near-sighted. The little golden ball is no bigger than my palm! It can also fly!"
"That's right. You don't know the vision correction spell anyway - it's not permanent." He nodded, obviously feeling that the sport of Quidditch should not be a burden.
The ghosts of Hogwarts are always wandering around, especially when students return from vacation. Many ghosts float out of the walls or ceilings and greet students they know. Of course, some are just passing by, like Slyther's Bloody Barrow, he passed by Harry and the others coldly, bringing with him a chill that was enough to freeze people to death.
Harry's popularity has always been very good. Everyone likes to chat with him and say hello. W's portrait and ghost are all willing to chat with him - except, of course, the Gray Lady, who is cold to everyone - so there are many things along the way. Don't go to other people's homes for portraits. The people in the portraits came to say hello and told Harry that they hadn't seen him for a long time. The shepherdess in some paintings wanted to wrap themselves up into a furry ball when they saw Harry, and they giggled in shame. He laughed, and until Harry entered the castle, he could hear the sweet laughter behind him.
Not far away, Bsie took Pansy's arm: "What are you going to do? Do you still want to find trouble with Xavier, Pansy? Think about how difficult it has been for you during this time, do you really want to find trouble again? ?"
The little witch with short black hair shook his hand away fiercely: "Then let's get together with that despicable half-breed? Let's get close to him and alienate us? I can't do it!"
"He is the only one left in the R family. Siribck declared him as his first heir. I can't see why he is despicable." Bsie smiled elegantly and said to Pansy, "Put aside all this, Pansy, Slyther One of the principles of Xavier is that the strong is supreme - although Xavier has a good temper, he is stronger than all of us, you can't disagree, can you?"
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The result of the holiday is that some students fell into a state of crying and howling.
"Harry, I'm serious, if you don't lend me your Potions homework, I will definitely die in Snape's hands!" Ron grabbed Harry at the next table at the dining table and didn't let go. It sounded like Harry Being home for the holidays has greatly reduced the completion of his homework, and his face is turning blue, "Help me, Harry, my paper only has the beginning, Snape will kill me!"
"...I don't care, man," Harry said honestly, "but are you sure that after Snape finds out that you copied mine, you won't die worse than before?"
As we all know, Snape seems to have a deep hatred for Harry - it is indeed a deep hatred for Harry - he is more than three levels harsher than others. Ron would be better off if he wrote it himself, but if he is really found to have copied Harry's homework , maybe he will be detained by Snape until the final exam.
After thinking about it, I realized that this might indeed be the case, so I had no choice but to cry out and go for help - although it was very likely that I would be hit on the head by a book and get a lecture, it was better than facing Snape's hell.
Neville was even more silent than before the holiday. He didn't eat much for the whole meal and didn't say a word. His broad back and round face looked a lot thinner. Harry was just about to ask him if he hadn't finished his potions homework when Zhang Qiu patted him on the shoulder.
After a holiday, her long black hair looked smoother and more beautiful, but there was no smile on her face at all.
"Neville's uncle was petrified when he came to see Neville during the vacation." Zhang Qiu told Harry a shocking news in his ear. "The family blocked the news, but some seniors still saw it—— Don't tell anyone, this is inside information."
Harry suddenly remembered the speculation he told them yesterday - something like 'Slyther's heir'. Speaking of which, he did read in a book that Slyther had a basilisk, and the basilisk happens to be one of the magical creatures that can turn people into stone. In terms of characteristics and possibilities, this is indeed correct. .
But, to put it another way - did the basilisk really stay in hogwarts?
After thinking about it, Harry shook his head and thought that this possibility was unlikely. This was a basilisk, not a dog. If you wanted to raise it, you would need a huge room - okay, hogwarts is big enough, but it There is no particularly huge room, and a basilisk's appetite is also huge. If it really stayed at Hogwarts, Gryfford, who was the principal at the time, would have known about it. Otherwise, the basilisk would have starved to death if it stayed. ?
He subconsciously looked at the teacher's seat - P was talking to Harry's dean, Snape's face looked as bad as ever, and the principal with a long white beard was smiling and talking to the vice-principal. Judging from the shape of his mouth, Harry saw No useful words came out.
... Is this really okay for a school like this?
"To be honest, if something hadn't happened to the Neville family," Harry heard Ron behind him say very quietly (although Harry could still hear it), "we would have planned to find an opportunity to corner Alfoy and question him. He is more like him than anyone else. 'Slyther heir'."
harry:………………
And neville, block and question him? Is there something wrong with this setting?
As expected, Harry heard a merciless sneer: "Force him? Are you sure you won't be beaten down by him and hung on a tree? You really are so naive to think that he will let you press for questioning instead of lying, right?" "
Ever since he socialized a lot, his mouth has become more and more mean. After saying these few words, Ron turned his head and ignored him in anger. Until the end of the dinner, he left angrily and followed Harry slowly. He walked behind and ignored him.
"Anyway, because of his homework, he will be angry." He said, raising his chin high, "Huh, I won't lend it to him anyway."
"Ron's mouth is just faster than his head..." Harry was talking when he suddenly tightened his grip. Something extremely cold passed through his head in an instant. It did not stay in his body, but left him with endless coldness. His lips were trembling with coldness and his bones were chilled.
The culprit did not continue wearing it, but stood in front of Harry.
Blonde hair, blue eyes, young and handsome, he was a ghost that Harry had never seen before.
"Oh my god, look, this is 'that'!" A student walking behind them screamed, "But doesn't he never come out before eight o'clock in the evening!"
"...Hello?" Harry was quite curious about this legendary blond ghost that attracted all the senior students to see him. Although no one said that this ghost could say hello, he still said hello.
Even though he was in close contact with the ghost, he still felt like he was freezing to death.
"...Have you seen him?"
His voice sounded like that of an adult man in his thirties, but his appearance was still that of a young man of eighteen or twenty-two. He looked in pain, unable to hold anything in his hand, but he kept trying to cover it. He scratched his blond hair on his chest, "Have you seen him?"
Tightening Harry's sleeves uneasily: "He looks like they said he would only say this."
"What are you looking for?" Harry asked curiously, "Who are you looking for, sir?"
When the blond ghost heard these words, he seemed to be awakened from his sleep. He raised his head, let out a soft sigh, and glanced across Harry's face.
"You look a bit like him," the ghost said to the boy. He raised the corners of his mouth and softened his eyes. This was the first time he said different lines, and the first time he showed an expression that was close to a smile, "But you are not him - he is more unique, he is more special, but I can't find him..."
As he muttered this, his expression became sad, and he floated to the ceiling faintly, disappearing amidst the discussion of the students, leaving Harry pointing at himself with an inexplicable expression on his face, chattering his teeth at the same time. A big sneeze——
——To have close contact with ghosts is really difficult for this person who is afraid of the cold.
