This is the penultimate week until the end of the semester.
Unlike the second half of the school year, when exams are required and the atmosphere is tense, the atmosphere before the end of the first half of the school year is always warm and comfortable. Even professors who are famous for their strictness will feel a little uncomfortable during this time. So tossing the students.
During the lunch break, the Gryffindor lounge was much noisier than before.
Among Harry's roommates, Dean and Seamus were already excitedly preparing to pack their belongings to go home. The eldest brother of the Weasley family also took advantage of this time to persuade Ron to go home for Christmas.
"Fred, George, and Ginny will all go back, and even Charlie will rush back from Romania to spend Christmas with his parents. It's just you, Ron!"
After learning that Ron had signed Professor McGonagall's form, Percy immediately approached Ron and said unhappily.
"Bill is also in Egypt, and he can't go back."
"Bill didn't go back because he hasn't been able to get rid of the goblins of Gringotts," Percy said arrogantly, but after Ron pointed his eyes at Harry, who pretended not to hear anything, Percy frowned. , reluctantly walked away.
"Actually, you don't have to do this, Ron -" Harry said sincerely, "This is a time for family reunion, you should go back and spend time with Mrs. Weasley."
"Oh, you don't know, Harry!"
Ron shook his head and pretended to be annoyed, "There are already so many people crowded in the house. If I go back, I will only cause trouble to my parents!"
"Hey, Harry!"
Harry knew that Ron did this for him, and he was about to say something moved, but Colin, a second-year student, suddenly walked over with Ginny, holding a camera and looking expectantly.
"Can I take you a close-up for Christmas? My brother Denis will be old enough for school next year, but he's not sure if he's qualified to be admitted to Hogwarts. I'd like to send him your photo." , maybe this can give him some confidence!"
"Oh, well, if you insist-"
Harry didn't understand why Colin thought his photos could bring luck to people, but he couldn't find any reason to refuse.
Harry was pulled down by Colin in front of the Christmas tree that was decorated in the lounge with mistletoe, holly and many fairy lights flying around. He let him play with it for a long time before he took a photo that fit Colin's wish. photo.
"Can you give me one, Colin..."
Ginny's whispered plea came from a few steps away, and Harry's ears turned red amid Ron's unintelligible chuckle.
"Where's Hermione? Why didn't I see her and went to the library again?"
In order to prevent Ron from bringing up Ginny's admiration for him again, Harry urgently changed the subject.
"Convincing Neville to overcome his fear of his grandma and come home for Christmas--"
Ron shrugged his shoulders and pointed in the other direction of the noisy lounge and said,
"She always loved taking on these impossible tasks."
Harry grinned. The noisy common room in front of him diluted the depression in his heart, about Christmas and what happened in Professor Blaine's office last night.
"Speaking of-"
Seeing that Harry's mood was finally high, Ron also breathed a sigh of relief and asked casually,
"Did you understand anything about Lupine's reaction yesterday?"
"I don't know," Harry said with a sigh. "I don't know why he cares so much about the secret passage under the Whomping Willow, but he is my father's friend. I think he is just like Professor Blaine, no. I hope I can use these secret passages to escape from Hogwarts."
The Fat Lady's portrait was frequently opened for the little wizard to come in and out, but this time, the person who walked in caused the noisy common room to fall silent quickly.
Amosta looked gently at the little wizards who all showed surprised expressions, and then found Longbottom in the corner.
"That's good news, Mr. Longbottom--"
Without pretending to be mysterious, Amosta took out the wand directly from his pocket and handed it to Neville.
"Your wand is back, Mr. Longbottom, and you don't have to worry about your grandma kicking you out of the house now."
"Where did you find that, Professor!"
Neville, who was worried that he might never be able to go home again, suddenly relaxed his sad face. He was so excited that he didn't know how to express his gratitude, and Hermione asked the question on his behalf.
"I accidentally saw it when I was passing by the yard last night...oh, by the way."
Amosta smiled, and after thinking for a while, he lowered his voice and said to Hermione again,
"Last night, well, I discovered Crookshanks in Hogsmeade. Considering the recent severe cold weather, I brought it back directly. If you are willing, you can follow me to the office and bring it Go back to the dormitory."
After glancing at Harry and Ron, who were peering over here, Hermione's still immature cheeks showed a trace of sadness.
"It seems that Crookshanks doesn't like staying in Hagner. Professor, can I ask you to help take care of Crookshanks for a while?"
Afraid that Professor Blaine would think that she was just trying to save trouble, Hermione quickly added, "I will visit it often!"
"It's not a problem, Hermione,"
Amosta nodded.
"Crookshanks found himself a playmate in the wild. It was a black cat. I brought them both back, so you don't have to worry too much about it feeling lonely."
"You are such a good man, Professor!"
Hermione was so grateful that she almost cried, while Neville on the side was also nodding wildly.
These words made Amosta very embarrassed. Fortunately, Harry and Ron also rushed over at this time, as if they had something to say.
"Let's go out and talk, Harry."
Amosta knew what Harry wanted to ask, but this topic was obviously not suitable for discussion in public. After giving instructions, he turned around and walked out of the lounge first, and Harry and others followed without hesitation.
After walking through the corridor, Amosta stopped at the corner of the stairs.
"Did you find anything, Professor?"
Harry's eyes were burning, and he asked this question as expected, but when he got the answer, he predictably showed obvious disappointment.
"Still thinking about killing Sirius Black and avenging your parents?"
"Harry wouldn't think so, would he?"
Afraid that Harry would get stubborn again, Hermione said hastily.
"I don't think so, Professor," Harry said frankly, "I just hope you can send that criminal back to where he belongs as soon as possible."
This is really a confusing account...
Looking at Harry who was trying his best to hide his hatred, Amosta shook his head in his heart.
"Don't worry, Harry, I will find a way to make the real murderer pay the price as soon as possible."
"The real murderer?"
After Professor Braine left, Hermione immediately frowned and fluttered her eyelashes in confusion. "What did Professor Braine want to express?"
"What's so weird about this--"
Ron crossed his arms and said confidently, "The wizards in the wizarding world all know that the mysterious person who killed Harry's parents is a mysterious man, but few people know that their sacrifices were caused by Black. That's why Professor Blaine said that he The 'real murderer' must pay the price... By the way, I wonder if Professor Blaine will stay in school for the holidays. Maybe I should write to my mother and ask her to knit a sweater for him. I bet my mother will. He won’t take no for an answer and she can’t thank him enough.”
"I don't think so,"
Harry, who was also confused by Professor Blaine, didn't control his mouth and said subconsciously,
"Normally, he would go back to the orphanage every year to spend Christmas with the children--"
"Where did you hear that, Harry?"
Hermione suddenly stretched her head over and stared at Harry suspiciously, which also made Harry realize that he seemed to have said something he shouldn't have said. His heart beat a few times and he pretended to be calm.
"Oh, you all know that Professor Blaine and I stayed alone for a month during the summer vacation, and he told me some of his past."
"Oh, you kept it a secret from us, bro!"
Ron also became interested and grabbed Harry by the collar of his clothes and asked him,
"Tell me, what do you know about Professor Brain?"
"If you want me to die not by Black's hands, but by Professor Blaine's,"
Harry said with tears streaming down his face, "Then just go ahead and force me!"
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