"Wow……"
"Wow……"
"Wow……"
"…………"
Anda didn't care about the looks of wonder, admiration or fear from the wizard boys. Even if she came to greet the guests, she just stood at the door with a little polite smile, but other than that, No matter her upright standing posture, aggressive beauty, or her vague and oppressive aura, she can't make people feel soft and friendly. At the same time, her red coat and black leather pants are also very different from those worn in the wizarding world. This allows the pure-blood wizards who have already seen Peter's dressing style to see the twins' taste again, or in other words, hemp. The bold taste of melons.
Jean standing next to Anda is a different kind of beauty. She also has long brown hair, but wears a black top and a grass green skirt. Her posture and demeanor are more gentle. Although she is slightly younger, her beauty is not aggressive, but with a... Intellectual, just like any college student on campus, smart, lovable by teachers, quiet... When they first meet Jean, most people will have this impression, but only friends know that when she frowns because of something When she raised her eyebrows and raised her chin, the reserve and pride that belonged to her and belonged to a genius would be revealed from those gray eyes.
"Jean!" Harry went up and hugged her, "anda!" He hugged Anda again, and after the hug, he smiled and winked at her, "Sister."
Anda showed him an imperceptible smile.
"Welcome to Xavier Academy for Gifted Youngsters," Jean said kindly when the children were stunned. "Hello, the professor is in class. He is sorry that he cannot come to greet you in time, so let us welcome you in first."
"This is my senior sister, Jean, one of my father's favorite students. She has watched me grow up, just like my sister," Harry introduced. "Last time we entered the lair of the dark wizards, Jean Actually we went too, but we split into two paths, maybe you didn’t notice.”
"And we have really met." Ada said with a good mood, took a step forward, and glanced at the boys, especially Neville and Ron, "I remember them, they hit the wrong person as soon as they met. Brothers who came to save their sister.”
After saying that, he moved his eyes to Ginny and gave the little girl a little smile: "So, I remember it's you. How have you been since then?"
Ginny lowered his head and thanked a little shyly, while Neville and Ron shook uncontrollably. They took Ginny out and ran out for fear of encountering a dark wizard, but they accidentally hit Harry. Although Harry didn't care, but Opposite was Harry's sister, and the boys lowered their heads along with Ginny a little guilty.
"Raise your head," they heard Anda say lightly, "I heard that gryffindors are famous for their bravery. Since you have not done anything to insult this name, please raise your head and be a guest here." She even stepped forward and hugged Neville on his back. He patted me up and said, "Stand straight, little warrior, you weren't like this when you helped me steal the unicorn's blood. You were very calm."
It was the first time for Neville to have such close contact with a beautiful woman. He raised his head and straightened his chest, and his face turned red like a tomato. But he did raise his head and straightened his rocker - I have to say, although Anda's words sounded very similar. Ridiculing, but the things were true. He could understand that the other party remembered this, and thought that they were brave for doing these things, and even added glory to the name gryffindor.
Regardless of whether these words were polite or sincere, Neville could not help but gain some confidence in his heart.
The fat boy tried hard to behave appropriately and kindly as his uncle asked in his letter, but he was so nervous that he could only inhale and exhale... Neville secretly turned his eyes to other places and saw Harry standing there. Next to the scary Malfoy, she was covering her mouth and laughing secretly. When she saw him looking over, she blinked her eyes quickly and deliberately a few times. Her green eyes were like two emeralds in the scorching sun, twinkling and dazzling. To smile, Neville instinctively relaxed a little.
"This is my sister, Ada," Harry continued to introduce with a smile after having seen enough, "I believe everyone has met her. She and Peter are twins. Peter was born three minutes after her, so in terms of arrangement, she is our The eldest sister, I am the third."
"I've seen him before, of course I've seen him before," Fred saw the opportunity and immediately answered, his eyes shining with admiration, "The one who shut up Percy right away."
"Although you made Percy lie in the hospital wing for a long time, you have to believe that we are your admirers!" Gee's eyes were also shining.
"Yes, you are the only one who walks sideways in Hogarts! Although we have only seen you once, your heroic appearance has already stayed in our hearts!"
"That's so cool! We have such a good relationship with little Harry, his sister is our sister!"
"Yes, does sister still accept students? Can we use powerful wandless magic like you?"
Seeing Gee and Fred singing along, imitating Anda's example of waving his left hand and right hand, simulating a 'whoosh' sound in his mouth, Harry really fell down laughing this time, Draco's quick eyesight and hands quickly pulled him, and he burst into laughter. Hahaha laughed and fell on Draco's shoulder.
"I'm happy to," Anda raised her eyebrows, "But whether I can learn it or not is not something I can guarantee - Harry can't even learn it."
Both twins made faces: "Beauty, what you say is a bit biased. We are obviously as smart as Harry!"
Hermione's eyes widened: "No, this is not a question of smartness, this is because Harry and the others are mutants, they-"
"Hey, Hermione, take a break, let me explain," Harry said, holding back a smile, "It's not that my sister is biased, it's because it's her unique magic, her unique ability, just like the Metamorphmagus, look. You have to see if you can’t learn.”
Although Disguise Magus is rare, it is a common sense word in the wizarding world, so the twins immediately nodded in understanding and showed regretful expressions at the same time.
"It's a pity that you didn't see it. Your sister is really cool. And why do you have so many beautiful sisters?" Fred whispered into Harry's left ear.
"Yes, why do you have so many beautiful sisters? Do you know how many senior boys fell in love with your sister at first sight? They all said she was like a burning rose." Gee said maliciously in Harry's right ear. Replenish.
Harry: "????!?!"
"Okay, we can introduce you slowly on the road," Jean looked at his watch and reminded, "Don't stand at the door, Harry, it's time to take your friends in for a cup of tea, the professor is about to finish class. "
Draco raised his feet and walked with Harry expressionlessly, grabbed Harry's hand and walked quickly to the front, and said to Ron and Neville behind him: "Follow me - this place is not small. Don’t get lost like you did last year!”
harry:? ?
Harry tried hard to think back and then remembered that this was what happened in the first grade - Ron and Neville went to class for the first time. Like all the seniors, they got lost in the streets of Hogarts and were caught by the professor when they were late. Harry had never seen this matter in person due to different class schedules. If he hadn't had a good memory, he almost didn't remember that Draco had been talking about this matter proudly for a long time.
"What does this have to do with you, Malfoy," Ron couldn't bear to see his appearance, "This is not your home! Harry hasn't spoken yet, but you act like..."
Neville quickly pulled his sleeve: "Ron, don't." Judging from the etiquette rules instilled in him by his little uncle, there was no quarrel at this time, whether it was Draco or Ron, but Malfoy was obviously a frequent visitor, and this was not 'proper' enough.
"At least I'm more familiar with you." Draco snorted and turned around to continue walking. As a result, he was hit with a finger on the back of his head just after he finished speaking. He hissed and glared in the direction, and saw Ada's eyes filled with half-smiles. As a warning, the finger has not been withdrawn. The poke she gave was not gentle, it looked very intimate, just like an ordinary sister poking a brother, but Draco knew in his heart that it was not as intimate as it seemed.
Only then did he swallow all his anger and realized that he shouldn't lose his temper, so he walked obediently and his expression was no longer so bad.
Harry glanced at Amanda, then at Draco, and gave him an elbow.
Draco: "What?!"
"What's wrong with you?" Harry asked gently and straightforwardly, his voice was very low, "Why are you unhappy?" He could hear that although Draco was kindly asking Ron and the others to get along, he did open his mouth with anger. Come on, let alone Ron and Neville, even Harry felt baffled.
Draco snorted a few times, and Harry scolded him a few more times before he touched his nose and told the truth.
"I thought I was the only one who could share your secrets." Draco quietly rolled his eyes behind him and said unhappily, "You have been hiding it from me for so long, and now you have told them all at once, and everyone has been brought to visit. ——Forget it about Granger, she already understands this, yes, forget about Granger! But that’s not the case with Easley and Longbottom!"
Harry: "…………Ah, oh...ah?"
These words were very unreasonable, very childish, and very inexplicable - but strangely, Harry found that he was not so angry, but rather relieved, because these words showed that Draco cared about Harry very much.
He hopes to be the most special friend here with me, and he cares about whether I care about him the most.
This sentence popped into Harry's mind.
Maybe it was because he had just thought about the subtle issue of 'how will we get along when Draco makes friends' yesterday, but Harry felt that... he was touched by Draco's attitude, just a little bit. It's strange and weird, but he does feel like a child being fed milk candy. It doesn't taste that good because it contains almost no sugar. It's like eating curdled milk, but he has a calm mind. If he chews it carefully, the tip of his tongue will You will suddenly taste a little sweet.
"Should I say I'm honored?" Hermione, who was following closely behind them and said "forget it", glanced at them both and said this numbly.
"Of course!" Draco said confidently.
"Okay, listen," Harry took a deep breath and thought to himself, "It's really his style to do this kind of thing and have such thoughts" three times, and decided to solve it peacefully, so he said kindly, "This is how you will be solved. Feel aggrieved - first, you have taken classes here, and even have your own room in my house and here, and are frequent visitors to my house; second, you have all helped me and are my good friends, indirectly or directly You saved my life, and I will definitely invite you to my father’s wedding, so if you change your treatment to theirs, would you be happy?”
"Of course not!!!" Draco retorted immediately.
As soon as he finished speaking, Harry slapped him on the shoulder: "Isn't that okay? Okay, my dear Draco, just close that ugly mouth and keep your normal mouth." After saying that, Harry walked back a little. In order to make up for the good atmosphere consumed by Draco, he hurried to talk to the Easley brothers and slowly began to explain why the students in this college gathered here. , what are mutants, and how are they different from wizards.
Draco: "......No, do I mean what you said?! You are changing the concept, Harry Xavier!"
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"...So, the reason why we heard your father make the Demon King's Declaration together last semester - Oh Harry, you know I meant something else -" Fred's mind was spinning quickly, and he concluded, "-all Is it because of mutants, that is, there is a person like you kno ho (mysterious man = you know who he is), who has a greater ambition than the Dark Lord and wants to rule the world? And he kidnapped your father? He is even better than the Dark Lord. Are all Dark Lords going to be crazy and powerful and reach out to the world?”
"Wow, I mean, wow," Gee said, "Is your internal conflict that exciting? I thought You-Know-Who was scary enough?! And you were captured, Harry?"
"This is unbelievable." Ginny muttered.
"You almost died?" Ron said with a pale face, "We only know that something big happened in your family and your life is in danger, but you just met a perverted murderer! I think compared to the eight-eyed spider, Or is it more terrifying to be a perverted murderer..."
"Thanks to Draco," Harry's heart sank when he mentioned Kaven. He avoided the question of 'Kaven is a perverted murderer', but was quite happy to publicize his brave behavior and try to improve Draco's image among his friends. "He was worried about me, so he rushed in to save me alone. Only then did I have the chance to wait until he got the bottle of unicorn blood back from you."
"This feels so weird," Ron struggled a bit, and he whispered to Neville, "We all saw how Malfoy quickly took the bottle of blood and ran away, and we also heard how he saved Harry, but why do I feel like this looks like Merlin He's telling me an adventure story, one with the same name as Draco Malfoy - I'm not saying it could be false, but it's so hard for me to imagine! That's Malfoy!"
"This shows that Malfoy and Harry have a really good relationship, just like you and me, Ron." Neville moved his mouth and thought about it seriously. He didn't think it was difficult to understand, "Malfoy and Harry have always been very good. friend."
"But I thought Slytherins were all mercenary and self-centered. This Malfoy——" Ron stopped mid-sentence because he saw Draco in front of him and felt that there was something wrong with this description.
"...Actually, I think he is centered on Harry." Neville looked around with a little panic, and found that Draco's eyes were all on Harry, and he didn't even have the eyes to distinguish him, so he dared to whisper to Ron, "As long as Harry is okay. Son, he doesn’t care about anyone else,” he added quickly, “including us and his two first-year followers.”
As a timid freshman who was always afraid of Malfoy finding trouble, Neville prayed before going to bed every day, hoping that Harry and Draco would have other things to be busy with and worry about, but it was best not to When quarreling, it's best to always be good friends - this way Malfoy will rarely come to find fault with him and say things that make him completely lose face and make him feel guilty, such as his little uncle's indifferent tendency and his half-hearted attitude toward him. Half-truths and half-truths to teach and promote fame.
It is no exaggeration to say that the person who least wanted Harry and Draco to break up at that time was not them, nor Hermione, who loved to worry, but Neville. And the facts also proved that once these two people quarreled, had a cold war or something else, Malfoy's young master's temper was not directed at Harry, but at innocent people.
Neville is one of the innocent people. He even discovered Draco's center shift in a flash (probably out of instinct), so he has a much better ability to accept it than Ron.
As for the twins... they looked at each other and smiled mischievously. They touched their sister Ginny's little head with compassion, making the little girl go from shock and confusion to shock and confusion.
Harry took it all in and did not explain or describe any more. He just squeezed the hand of Draco soothingly, who had been sneering at Ron and others who were shouting in disbelief from just now: "Okay, my hero, you How brave we are and how good our relationship is, shouldn’t it be enough that I know best? And it’s not like they don’t believe it, right?”
The word 'my hero' scratched Draco's heart like an itch. He ignored the glorious word 'hero', but 'my' came back to his mouth several times, savoring the aftertaste. As he spoke, his sneer gradually became warmer, and his mood brightened for a moment.
"I would rather you praise me for being smart and good at seizing opportunities." He pretended to be dissatisfied, "Don't call me like a gryffindor!"
Before a group of gryffindors could glare at him, the group finally crossed the long avenue and entered the mansion, which had already opened its door.
The mansion in Westchester has aristocratic-scale furnishings and size, and also has modern appliances such as lights, electronic products, etc., but its low-key and luxurious overall style is not matched by students running around carrying things. It still made several pure-blood wizards feel familiar - when they were in Hogarts, they also ran around in Hogarts' castle like this.
Compared with the more ancient hogarts, which are far back in time, the windows of the slightly renovated mansion are bright and clean, the ceiling is not low but not too high, it is bright and spacious, and the ground is covered with maroon flooring, which can be stepped on by shoes. There was a small muffled sound; and when you walked into the hall, you could see the blue logo of the college.
Although this place is not as majestic and vast as hogarts, and there are not so many antique-like decorations, ghosts and living portraits, the space is not too big, the ample lighting and daylight, and the warm colors in the furnishings all make it feel better than hogarts. It's quite cozy, and even though it's richly decorated, it's not intimidating, and it's easy to feel at home here.
"Everyone is obsessed with weddings recently, so it will be a little chaotic here. After all, everyone is not in the mood for class." Harry explained, while waving his left hand, he saved a child holding a balloon from falling down. "Be careful Lisa, I heard they accidentally spread the ozoke and it's slippery in here."
"But didn't you just say that Professor Xavier was in class?" Hermione asked anxiously.
"Oh, that," Jean answered the question for Harry. She glanced at Draco, raised the corners of her mouth and then pursed her lips, "it's because some people have been causing trouble and not doing anything serious. The professor felt that they were in the previous class. In school, Draco still doesn't love studying and can't concentrate, so out of punitive considerations, I gave them extra classes at short notice and supervised them personally."
Hermione took a deep breath, and her eyes widened with excitement and jealousy. She almost couldn't catch her breath, and suddenly turned her head to look at Harry: "I also want to listen to Professor Xavier's class! I have read all his papers, I, I..." She stuttered like this for the first time, "Professor, if the class hasn't ended yet, can I go and audit it? I have been studying middle school courses by myself, but will this not be enough and will I be unable to keep up?"
Jean answered simply: "Of course, after all, there are always a few who failed and need to make up for it from scratch - I mean, the professor is catching them these days, so you don't have to worry about not being able to keep up," although There was an age gap, but the look she looked at Hermione was very gentle. After all, they admired the same person, "I have long heard Harry say that you are very smart."
Hermione fiddled with her hair a little embarrassedly, Harry winked at her, then looked at Jean and said with a smile, "Hermione is one of the smartest students in our grade."
"Although it's just above the average level, it's okay." Draco said reluctantly, and quickly glanced at the little sister of the Easley family, and said loudly on purpose, "Much better than others, always. Much better than those people who only care about Harry's fame."
Harry:...? ? ?
Ron and Neville opened their mouths and looked at each other in shock at what Jean said. They didn't know whether to be shocked first that this sister could call Malfoy by his Christian name, or to be more shocked at the group that Malfoy compared to a typical example. Students in the class express pity and gloat.
"It's so pitiful, Malfoy hurt me again," Ron sighed. "I really want to shake hands with them - my mother also said during the holidays that my grades are not as good as Malfoy's. Come on, he has had a tutor since he was a child! What do you mean? Isn't it, Neville, this is so unfair, Mom herself almost forgot all about it!"
Neville, who also had a tutor since childhood, and Longbottom, shrank at this moment and wanted to shrink into a corner.
Draco looked at the two of them disdainfully, raised his chin high, and expressed his thoughts on this: "Isn't it just that I am more serious in class with them, do homework faster, and get better grades?" , and then I heard that those people can scold me eight times a day, is it true? Instead of scolding me, why don’t you idiots learn to be better on your own?”
When he said this, he completely forgot about physics, which he had been studying for several days, and he was also envious, jealous, and resentful of Hermione who could solve the problem with just her hands.
Harry looked at his smug expression, and while thinking that this disease needed to be cured, he had to remind him: "Well, Draco, you'd better be careful. I heard that they not only scolded you eight times a day, but also tried to find opportunities to block you." I'll beat you up."
Draco: "…………?!!!"
The boys from the Easley family in the back would never miss this opportunity. They all burst into laughter at these words. The twins were still eager to give it a try. They looked at Draco with a knife-like look and asked Harry: "Are there still people missing for this event? We are willing to do it." Sign up!" "Yes, that's right, we are all eager to sign up, and you can also sign up by paying Galleons!"
"Hey, hey, stop for a moment," Harry gestured in confusion, "How dare you discuss beating up my friend on my chassis? I won't let them drag Draco out and beat him up, I will always accompany him His! No one is allowed to fight or fight in groups here!" But after saying this, he felt that this was very likely to happen, so Harry took out the magic spell and pointed it at his throat, "Um, do you want me to use the amplifying spell? Shout once..."
Draco pulled off his wand and thought it was extremely embarrassing: "——You don't have to do this, they will never do it. Who do you think I am? How could I be beaten by them!"
After hearing this, Harry looked unbearable for a second. He glanced at Draco and wanted to say something, but considering Draco's pride, he held back.
Anda approached Jean calmly, seemingly without moving her mouth, but the words slipped out quietly: "Touching patience."
"Oh...he's always so sweet."
Jean nodded calmly, and the two women looked at each other, smiled secretly, and continued to watch the children like they were watching a movie.
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"Hey, Harry, you're back? Who is this, your friend?"
"Yes, Mark, I will take my classmates to my dad's class."
"Classmate? Are you a wizard like you?"
"Yes, of course."
"Oh, hey, welcome, you're going to enjoy Professor's class, I promise, have a good time."
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After walking down the short walk - at least compared to the corridors of Hogarts, it was really short - everyone found that Harry was welcomed here. Many students here noticed that they would come to say hello. , they may not even say hello to their classmates on the other side of the corridor, but they will come to say hello when they see Harry, and welcome them without any pause, even though they are wizards who, in Harry's words, are 'not the same as mutants' Race.
"You look more majestic than Malfoy, and his father is one of the school directors," Ron sighed, "But, Harry, wow, do you remember everyone's name?"
Everyone who greeted Harry received an immediate response. Ron counted on his fingers and didn't know how many names he had to remember. Harry not only remembered them, but also seemed to be familiar with everyone. Asking about homework, Ask about the courses, ask about the flowers he raised, and the limited edition cosmetics he grabbed... Anyway, ron felt that he couldn't do it.
"So he is number one and you are not," Hermione said. "This is the professor's college, Harry's father's college. How come he doesn't know every student?"
"Actually, I don't always remember," Harry touched his nose and said guiltily, "I used to go to ordinary schools and didn't study here because I had always controlled my abilities very well, and then I went to Hogarts... …Now I’m familiar with everyone because I’ve been helping here, and everyone is very concerned about dad’s wedding. I helped here and ran around there, and they all got to know each other. This is what makes me so busy. compensate?"
Moreover, he regularly brought back sweets and magical gadgets, brewed magical potions, and responded to almost every request. Of course, the students were all very familiar with him.
"The professor is over there," Jean said to Harry as he was about to arrive. "You can go over quietly. If the class is not over yet, sit in the back row, but avoid those troublemakers."
Harry nodded and said to Anda: "Peter asked me to tell you before that he had something to do with you - didn't you bring your mobile phone, Anda? He stayed at home and couldn't move."
"There's no power." Ada said calmly and touched his forehead, "Go in, it's best to use the magic spell. I'll go find Peter later."
They entered a circular hall. At first, the wizards were a little confused. They didn't know this was a classroom until they saw the students. This is a room without too many lights. The bright golden sunlight comes in from several floor-to-ceiling windows, providing sufficient light and warming the reddish-brown floor. The bookshelves are neatly arranged around the windows, circling the city and encircling the city. In the space, a spiral staircase is sitting in the center of the hall. Several students of the same or different ages are surrounding it, sitting scattered on the floor or on chairs, holding books and notebooks, and The black water-based pen that wizards had never seen read something before.
Among the group of people, Neville, who was originally cowering at the end, heard the man's clear lecturing voice before he entered the room. The sound was loud enough to reach every place in the hall, but it sounded moist, like a vibrant and endless stream of water, clear, cool but not cold. These smooth and rhythmic words continued one after another, like a good source of water gradually flowing into the sandbank, making all listeners unable to help but feel a great affection for the owner of this voice. And for Neville, this man spoke with a sense of style. Familiarity.
He doesn't sound like Harry's dad, he thought subconsciously. Then he suddenly realized where the familiarity came from: Harry was like this when he answered questions in class. The tone, intonation, and even the pitch and speed of the voice are similar to this man.
"We heard Professor Xavier's lecture...!!" Neville heard Hermione next to him say in a tone of uncontrollable excitement, almost screaming, "I can't believe I can have this opportunity!"
Then the twins in front exclaimed, and Neville heard them discussing the same opinions as himself: "Merlin's beard, it doesn't look like Harry's father-"
"-Yes, you are so young. I believe you when you say he is the eldest brother. He looks just a little older than Bill."
"——A bit handsome, too."
Longbottom is also a famous handsome man in the wizarding world. He ranks high on the wizard rankings with Sirius Black. Compared with the eldest son of the Black family who has been in prison for many years, Antonis Longbottom is as young as time has not taken a long way on him. , he has always taken care of himself perfectly, with no flaws from head to toe, not to mention his pair of violet eyes, which have fascinated many wizards and witches for many years.
Will Harry's father be someone similar to his uncle? With this question in mind, Neville poked his head out and quietly followed the group a few steps forward. He boldly raised his head and looked at the person standing in the middle giving a lecture.
In just a second, he knew he was wrong, and he was shocked to realize that he was harboring a bad idea deep inside. From what the twins said, he felt that Harry's father might be similar to his uncle, but he never thought that it was Harry's father. Another possibility would be greater, or he subconsciously felt that Harry and he should be the same.
But he was wrong.
Although they are not the biological children of the direct caregiver, just because Neville is not like his uncle, it does not mean that Harry is not like his father.
A man wearing a slim-fitting beige coat stood in the center, holding a book in one hand and reading the contents to the students. At first glance, he has his head and eyes lowered, which is not very stunning, but his facial features are soft and just right, and his dark brown hair is also very friendly. These make his lowered facial contours make people feel He is very young, handsome and good-looking; and when his reading volume reaches a higher level and he raises his head at the most critical part of the book, you will find that he is not that young and not well-groomed, but when you get more and more If you look at him for a few times, you will find that he is very attractive and beautiful. It is not a perfect, refined beauty with an aggressive momentum, but a natural beauty. His demeanor, his eyes, his temperament and every move from the inside out make people feel good about him. Like any 'good person', 'peaceful person' or 'scholar' that one can imagine, it is like the embodiment of the word "beautiful".
This is really the first time for neville to see such a person.
He read, discussed with students, and was amused. When he walked under the sunlight leaking from the floor-to-ceiling windows, his eyes rolled. Those blue eyes watching the students were like the rotating starry sky reflected in the ocean. , there is no lack of encouragement, confidence and concentration as a teacher, but there is also curiosity, energy and a full smile that is not like a teacher. When he discusses conversations with students, his smiling eyes are enough to impress anyone, because that will let you know that he respects you, loves you, guides you carefully, listens to what you say, and is willing to discuss with you. Everything you want to discuss, and this person even sat down with the students and looked at a certain note. This is really not like a professor. Compared with the professors Neville knows, he is too knowledgeable. Energetic, like a young man.
Neville couldn't help but turn to Harry's direction. He wanted to ask if this could establish his authority as an elder. But when he saw Harry looking at his father with a smile on his face, his eyes sparkling, and he wanted to sit with him together, and then thinking about what an excellent person Harry was, he knew that he might be wrong again, so Silence fell.
He doesn't know now whether the so-called 'establishing dignity' that his uncle and his grandmother said is correct, and whether it is with such dignity that he can teach good children. But the only thing he knows in his heart is that compared to the cold and dignified appearance of his uncle, , I would like to see him more like Harry's father, kind, gentle and energetic...
The most important thing is to smile at him more, even just once.
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While Neville was filled with emotion, Draco looked at Harry with disdain and smiled like a fool.
"Stop laughing," he pulled Harry and said in confusion, "You look so stupid. Is this your first time seeing your father in class?"
"I'm happy." Harry replied with bright eyes, unable to keep his mouth shut. His eyes remained motionless on Charles, as if they were stuck with glue.
"Why?" Draco asked.
"Because my dad is happy." Harry replied, without telling the real reason why he was happy. Now that he is so good, why bother talking about the unhappy things in the past, "So I am happy too."
Of course Harry had seen Charles take classes, and he was even taken to class, but in the past, Charles was in a wheelchair and could only move around by turning the chair. Of course, he is still the best Charles, the best professor, and the best father. He strives to make Harry happy and the students happy. He is committed to helping every mutant and strives to fulfill every step of his dream. One step... But the wheelchair is like a constraint, representing Charles' shortcomings at all times.
Looking at Charles now, you only need to look over briefly to see him smiling like spring, watching him jumping down the spiral staircase, watching him sitting down side by side with students from time to time, or watching him walking behind John as fast as he can. Take away his mobile phone... Harry knew that his dear dad was very happy.
The restraints are gone, gone, never to come again, Y thought to herself. That's why dad is happier than before.
Although Harry knew that his father no longer cared about how his legs ruined a part of his life, that was already in the past! Dad is free enough now!
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