"Wristbands? No way, maybe they're just mutated scales. Like our birthmarks?"
Next to Hermione, Ron was arguing with Seamus enthusiastically. In fact, even he didn't believe what was coming out of his mouth.
"Whose birthmark can grow so neatly! Look carefully, there is a spot on it that reflects light."
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The little witch ignored the boring argument between the two boys and focused all her eyes on Aini.
As for the color and shape, it looked like a belt that a man had taken off in front of her. The buckle was reflective, okay?
"Hermione, if you have any questions, we'll talk to you later. I have something to do with Harry."
Aini said and looked around, and the girl understood immediately. Indeed, this is not a good place to talk.
Especially when the content involves something secretive.
So the girl sat quietly and watched them walk out of the auditorium.
After arriving at the cloister, Aini did not stop until he walked out of the castle gate, and then turned to face the boy behind him.
"Ani, if anything happens, please let me know."
Harry looked at the other person eagerly and spoke eagerly before he could speak.
Speaking of which, his childhood experience made the boy feel somewhat inferior, and the impact of his long-term inferiority situation may be with him throughout his life.
Unable to feel family affection and without a single friend, he was lonely, lonely, empty, humble, and the embarrassing situation made Harry become a combination of expressive personality and extreme reward personality.
He believes that he is brave, but he knows that he is afraid of criticism and failure. He also knows that there are many things that he cannot do, but he still hopes that everything will be perfect.
This made him always entangled with himself, invisible barriers erected around him, and he seemed a bit unsociable.
Without the sun, people will value candlelight.
Because of his desire for friendship, Harry was willing to give back every ray of kindness shown to him.
Hogwarts Limited Edition - A drop of kindness should be repaid by a spring.
Of course, the above is not a disparagement. After all, the most likely result of knowing everyone in the world is to know no one.
Without this personality trait, Aini might not have put so much thought into boys.
Even if Ani can receive some special rewards, he is still more willing to help those who have received favors and think about how to repay them, rather than racking their brains and just want to continue to ask for things.
Just like Harry.
He felt that he had received too much from Aini. The boy did not know how to repay, but he was eager to repay the other person's kindness.
Facing Harry's eager gaze, Aini also felt a warm feeling in his heart. Receiving roses from others left a lingering fragrance in his hands. Fame and fortune cannot be separated from him in life, but he should not completely constrain his mind.
"Haha, I disappoint you, Harry. I came to you today because of my commitment to last semester."
Aini smiled and patted the boy's shoulder and handed the package over.
"This is?"
Harry took the package doubtfully and could easily see the two wooden boxes inside through the torn holes. One looked ordinary and the other was beautifully decorated.
At Aini's signal, the boy opened the ordinary-looking box.
"I said if you could get an 'O' in Potions, I would tell you the story of the Potters." You're doing great, Harry. "
A not too big but very powerful hand touched the boy's head, conveying the warmth between people.
"However, I have not had any contact with them, and the information I have learned is all hearsay. It seems a bit thin as a reward, so I wrote a letter to the other two people, and they were the ones who sorted out the two boxes for you. .”
At this time, Harry had already opened the wooden box. Inside was a stack of notebooks. The boy opened the notebook and found that there were excerpts from the diary.
Obviously some privacy was cut off by the owner of the diary, making the content less coherent.
, but even so, the not-so-beautiful words on the paper quickly attracted the boy's attention.
Word by word, those sentences seemed to take him to Hogwarts more than twenty years ago. Through the hurried-looking handwriting, Harry seemed to see a boy or girl who was one year younger than himself. He came by boat on the Black Lake and headed towards the ancient castle from his current location.
"Come to your senses, Harry. You can take them back to the dormitory and read them after class." Ani called the boy's consciousness back from reading the words, and realized that he had been careless and should have waited until dinner before handing them over to Harry. profit.
Judging from the boy's appearance, after putting the box back in the dormitory, he probably had no intention of studying today.
"What you are looking at now was sent by Mr. Potter's good friend Remus Lupine. They were inseparable when they were in school. I think it will be much more informative than what I heard from hearsay."
Seeing Harry obediently put the diary back into the box, Ani nodded with satisfaction, pointed to the gorgeous wooden box and said, "This was prepared for you by Professor Slughorn, who was once a member of Hogwart House." The Potions Professor of Tzu."
After experiencing the surprise from Lupin, Harry was looking forward to the second wooden box. However, the words "potions professor" dispelled a lot of regret in his heart for not having time to open the box and check it out.
"Mrs. Potter is Professor Slughorn's beloved disciple. I heard that for a while, he would boast to everyone that he had an exceptionally talented student."
Ani's subsequent explanation made Harry feel ashamed of his prejudice and he hugged the two boxes together.
"Thank you, Ani, thank you very much." Harry thanked him gratefully. The box contained exactly what he had dreamed of.
Once upon a time a boy would be content simply to see the apparition of his family. But people change, and so do desires.
After receiving two photo albums one after another, Harry was filled with joy, but knowing what his parents looked like, he naturally wanted to know more about what kind of people they were.藲忿尛螞网
It was a pity that among the people at school who had contact with his parents, the professors were under Dumbledore's instructions not to say much, otherwise Snape would have been happy to tell the boy what a bastard his father was.
You don’t even need to add fuel to the fire, just tell the truth. Snape wasn't the only one who suffered from the bad things the Marauders did back then.
Otherwise they should be renamed Team White Cloud, and Snape might not have to worry about greasy hair anymore, since he had it bald when he was a student!
If Harry knew a completely real father, God knows how much impact it would have on his outlook. After all, the father in a boy's fantasy is always perfect and great, but in reality...
Reality will give him a slap on the forehead!
There was nothing that couldn't be said about Lily, but he couldn't just hide the information about his father, that would look more problematic.
So Harry was left with only two choices.
Filch didn't need to think about it. Harry believed that he wouldn't want to hear his parents' names from him. I'm afraid there wouldn't even be a good word in it.
But he guessed correctly. Administrator Argus Filch was indeed the person with the most dirty information about the Predators.
So he only had one choice left, and that was Rubeus Hagrid.
