A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Who is he, coming to teach me not to behave deviantly?" Harry folded Sirius's letter, put it in the inner pocket of his robe, and said angrily, "He himself did so many things in school What a ridiculous thing!"

"He is worried about you!" Hermione said very solemnly, "Just like Moody and Hagrid. You have to listen to them. The teacher also said so. Obviously all this is within Dumbledore's plan. Although there are some deviations.”

"But no one has done anything to me for a whole year," Harry said. "No one has dared to do anything to me -"

"But someone put your name in the Goblet of Fire," said Hermione. "They must have done it for a reason, Harry. Professors Lupine and Moody were right. Maybe they were biding their time, maybe they I want to attack you during the game.”

"Well," Harry said impatiently, "even if they are right and someone wants to kill Mr. Crouch, then that person must be hiding in the bushes near us, right? But they are waiting I did it after I walked away, right? From this point of view, I am not the target of their attack, right?"

"If they kill you in the Forbidden Forest, it can't look like an accident. But if you die in the game—"

"But they have no scruples about attacking Krum, right?" Harry asked, "Why don't they kill me at the same time? They can pretend that Krum is dueling with me."

"Harry, I don't understand either," Hermione said helplessly, "I just know that there are a lot of strange things going on, and I don't like... Moody is right - Professor Lupin is right - you should Get ready for the third event, start now. You have to reply to Professor Lupin and promise not to sneak out alone again, otherwise I don’t doubt that Sirius will appear in the castle and kidnap you back to Grimmauld square."

Harry had never found the grounds of Hogwarts so inviting after being forced to stay in his room.In the next few days, he was either looking up poison spells in the library with Hermione and Ron, or sneaking into empty classrooms with them to practice.Harry concentrated on practicing the Stunning Charm, which he had never used before.It's just that Ron and Hermione have to make some sacrifices.

"Can't we kidnap Mrs. Norris?"

Ron suggested at noon on Monday.He was lying on the floor of the Charms classroom, having been knocked unconscious and woken up by Harry five times in a row.

"Use it for practice. Or use Dobby, Harry, I bet he'd do anything for you. I'm not complaining," - he stood up carefully, rubbing his back - "but I'm covered in pain……"

"You keep falling on the mat!" Hermione said impatiently, sorting out the pile of mats they had used when practicing the Banishing Charm. Flitwick had left them in the cupboard. "You're going to fall back." !”

"It's impossible to aim that well after being knocked out, Hermione!" said Ron angrily. "Why don't you try it yourself?"

"Oh, I think Harry has already mastered it," Hermione said hurriedly. "Don't worry about the disarming spell, he has already used it... I think we should practice some poison spells tonight."

She looked down at the list they had made in the library.

"I think this is a good one, a barrier charm that can stop anything that tries to attack you. Harry, let's start with this."

The bell rang and they hurriedly stuffed their mats back into Flitwick's locker and slipped out of the classroom.

Hermione mastered it much faster than Harry. She was surprised to find that magic texts and spells had many basic principles in common. They operated on the same principles, which made it easy for Hermione to learn by analogy and master magic The curse was much faster than Harry's.

"See you at dinner!" said Hermione.She went to Arithmancy and Harry and Ron went to the North Tower for Divination.The dazzling golden sunlight casts a wide strip of light through the high windows in the corridor, and the blue sky outside the window is as bright as if it had just been glazed.

"Trelawny's classroom must be as hot as a steamer. She never puts out the stove," Ron said as they ascended the stairs that led to the silver ladder and trapdoor.

Ron was right, the heat in that dim classroom was breathless.The smell of incense was stronger than usual.

However, this is nothing to be proud of, because the Divination classroom has always been like this, and it is said that it has been like this since Professor Trelawney came to Hogwarts to teach ten years ago.

Harry walked over to a curtained window and felt dizzy.While Professor Trelawney was untying the shawl hanging on the lamp, he secretly opened the window a crack, then leaned on the armchair covered with Indian print cloth, a breeze blew on his face, Very pleasant.

"My dears," said Professor Trelawney, sitting down in the winged armchair and scanning them with her surprisingly large eyes, "we are almost done with planetary divination. But today is a great time to study the effects of Mars. The timing, because it's in a very interesting position right now. Look over here, I'll turn off the lights..."

She waved her wand and all the lights went out.The fire became the only source of light.Professor Trelawney bent down and took out from under his chair a small model of the solar system contained in a round glass dome.This model is very beautiful, with the burning sun, nine planets and their satellites suspended in the glass cover, shining in their respective positions.

Harry watched lazily as Professor Trelawney began to explain the strange angle formed by Mars and Neptune.The rich incense hit him, and the breeze from the window caressed his cheek. He could hear the subtle hum of an insect behind the curtain, and his eyelids drooped...

He rode on the back of an owl and flew in the bright blue sky until he arrived at an old house covered with ivy on the mountain.The breeze blew Harry's face as they flew lower and lower, and finally flew in through a dark and broken window on the top floor.Now they were flying down a dark corridor, at the end of which there was a door... They flew into the door, it was a dark room, the windows were boarded up...

Harry was no longer on the owl's back...he watched it fly behind a chair with its back to him...beside the chair were two black shadows...they were moving...

One was a big snake... the other was a man... a little bald man with a pointed nose and watery eyes... He was panting and sobbing on the hearth rug...

"Your mistake, Wormtail," a cold and shrill voice said from behind the chair, "You messed up everything, and one of my loyal servants is now in danger, facing exposure and death at any time."

"Master!" the man on the ground shouted, "Master, I was negligent... I thought there would be no accidents with the Imperius Curse... I... I'm sorry... Master, I... please give me another chance... for the sake of it... For the sake of finding you.”

"Nagini," the cold voice said, "you are out of luck. Although Wormtail made a mistake, who said we don't have many people available now? I'm not going to feed you Wormtail... but it doesn't matter. ...and Harry Potter...and the betrayers...and those who fear us."

The big snake made a hissing sound.Harry saw it spitting messages.

"Now, Wormtail," the cold voice said again, "perhaps I should remind you that I won't tolerate you making any more mistakes..."

"Master... don't... please..."

The tip of a wand poked out from the side of the chair, pointing at Wormtail.

"Crucio!" said the grim voice.

Wormtail screamed in agony, as if every fiber of his being was on fire.Screams filled Harry's ears, and the scar on his forehead burned with pain. He also shouted... Voldemort would hear him and find him there...