HP: For a better world

"Nothing," Harry answered Winston a little unconfidently, "They just, just gave me a gift."

"What gift?" Winston looked up at Harry, but his eyes were still on the parchment.

He asked calmly, pretending that he was just asking casually.

Harry hesitated, then said, "...a, a Christmas present."

"Then why did they have to get me out of here?" Winston demanded, and now it seemed as if he didn't understand Slytherin and couldn't see Harry's hesitant expression.

Harry hesitated for a long time, and finally said with embarrassment: "Well...you have to promise not to tell Hermione, Winston."

Hermione would definitely stop him if she knew. Harry thought awkwardly that Winston favored Hermione. Would he tell Hermione that he wanted to sneak to Hogsmeade? Would he stop him? Just like Hermione?

"...I promise." Winster paused and said slowly.

Harry's expression of surprise was mixed with a hint of disappointment.

"Well," said Harry, then, unfolding the piece of parchment that Winston had been staring at, "they gave me a magical device that allows me to see what goes on at Hogwarts... and it contains a secret passage that will allow us to sneak into Hogsmeade."

Winster raised half an eyebrow.

"You promised not to tell Hermione!" Harry said, instantly alert.

"Of course, I promise." After thinking for a while, Winster agreed readily, but he couldn't guarantee whether Hermione would find out after he went there.

"I have some little secrets from Hermione, too, Harry, but I won't tell her."

Harry looked at him in surprise.

Winston blinked at him naturally, "Don't look at me like that, Harry. Isn't it normal for boys to have some little secrets? Just like you don't want to tell Ron that you think pets can't compare to friends. It's just that there are some things we can't say out loud."

Harry turned his face away shyly and whispered, "You know, Winster."

"Otherwise," Winster shrugged, "Hermione is already doing the best she can. Maybe I still can't quite understand the idea of ​​keeping a pet around every day - especially when this mouse is so unusual." Winster said calmly.

"Scabbers...Scabbers is still very good...it's just..." Harry couldn't help but argue for Ron.

"I won't argue with you about this, Harry. After all, friends are the most important." Winston said, and then he pointed to the parchment map in Harry's hand. "Tell me how to get to Hogsmeade quickly. I can't wait." He smiled.

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"Ron?!" Hermione called out to the boy who turned his head away when he saw her. Lavender had been secretly looking in that direction for a long time.

"Why are you here?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Ron subconsciously shrank his neck, like a mouse seeing a cat, and immediately wanted to run away, but then the overlapping crowds of people made him come to his senses: "Why can't I be here? This is a public place!"

"It's you, why are you here?" Ron asked back. He turned around and confronted Hermione with his hands on his hips in dissatisfaction.

Hermione snorted and raised her head high, "I'm here to buy Christmas presents for Winston and Harry. What about you?"

"I'm here to buy a Christmas present for Harry, too," said Ron unyieldingly. "Look, Harry's sure to like this new thing!" He said sullenly, picking up a candy jar from the side.

The candy jar was filled with a dense mass of wriggling, flapping cockroaches.

"!"

"...Are you sure you didn't take the wrong thing?" When Hermione saw clearly what it was, she couldn't help but take a step back...well, maybe more than one step.

"What?" Ron quickly glanced at what he had picked up, and when he saw that it was a pile of cockroaches, he was so frightened that he almost dropped the glass jar on the ground. His face even turned a little green.

"Of course, of course!" Ron said stubbornly, "Harry and I are good brothers, he will be happy no matter what I give him, right Harry!" He asked Harry casually, as if Harry was right next to him.

But Ron and Hermione both knew that Harry wouldn't be here, he should be at school.

"no way!!!"

Harry's voice came out from the empty space between them.

He flung aside his invisibility cloak and stepped out.

Inside the invisibility cloak is Winster's face, which looks like he has lost all hope in life.

Harry glared at Ron.

"Harry?!"

"Harry!!"

Hermione and Ron screamed in unison.

"Why are you here?" Hermione was the first to react and asked in a low voice, blocking the gazes of others who were attracted by the scream.

Winster helplessly dropped his hand that had not been holding Harry down and lifted up his invisibility cloak.

"You're not supposed to be here! I mean--" Hermione said urgently.

"Let's go out first, Hermione." Winster interrupted Hermione with a headache. More and more people were looking at them, and if they continued talking here, they would be caught by the professors.

Hermione shut up, glanced around nervously, quickly put the Invisibility Cloak back on Harry, and said in a low voice, "Get out and I'll deal with the two of you! This is too much!"

When they helped Harry squeeze out of Honeydukes and hid in a deserted corner, Hermione couldn't help but get angry: "...This is too much, Harry!"

"How could you sneak out of school? Black is still looking for you!" Hermione's voice became louder as they arrived at the snow. "What if Black is nearby? Harry, have you ever thought about it?"

Harry hung his head in guilt.

"... and you, Winston," Hermione turned her gaze to Winston, with flames dancing in her eyes. "You dared to run away from school with Harry."

"How did you get out? Was it the invisibility cloak or the Disillusionment Charm—" She asked him angrily, gritting her teeth.

Winster looked back innocently.

Clear lakes surrounded her.

"...Don't look at me with that expression! Winster, I don't believe you don't know how dangerous Harry's action was, and you watched him run out without stopping him!" Hermione was stunned by his look and questioned with even greater anger.

Ron followed in disbelief, "Harry, you managed to sneak out without telling me. I was thinking of bringing you some fancy treats from my favorite candy store!"

"Oh, let me go, Ron," Harry said immediately, "I have absolutely no intention of trying this 'trendy' thing called a cockroach pile."

He thought of Dumbledore's flock of squirming and flying cockroaches, and repeated with lingering fear: "Never."

"Oh, that's just--" He just said it to be tough with Hermione, it's not true. Ron was about to explain when Hermione's angry voice rang in the ears of the three people.

"You're getting off topic, Ron - Harry! How did you get out?"

Harry couldn't help laughing and said, "...Oh, you can guess about this, Hermione, you will never guess--"

Ron followed curiously and leaned over to find out.

But Hermione had no intention of guessing this and she stamped her foot in annoyance.

"If you don't tell me - I will, I will -"

She glanced at Winster, who looked away and indifferent, and had to use her trump card.

"--I'll go tell Professor Snape!" She took a deep breath, spoke out all in one breath, and said through gritted teeth.

???

!!!

"what?!"

Harry, Ron, and Winston screamed together.

"Are you crazy, Hermione?" Ron couldn't help but said in shock.

"He'll take all our points off!" Harry nodded frantically with the same astonished look on his face as he continued what Ron said.

"And when did you listen to Snape!" Ron said in astonishment, "And, you even became his reporter?" He couldn't help but glance up and down at Hermione, trying to figure out when on earth she was able to talk to Snape.

Winster, Winster glared at Ron first, then advised Hermione: "Hermione, there is no need - I mean"

"What? - Good afternoon." A triumphant voice came out of the woods: "Good afternoon, Winster."

Winster shut up.

Draco Malfoy and his two followers filed out of the woods, still covered in snow.

"...Good afternoon, Winster." Crabbe and Goyle said in a muffled voice following him.

Winster nodded coldly, "Good afternoon, Draco." Then he used his eyes to drive him away.

This is not the place for you to be. He said that with his eyes.

But Draco pretended not to notice what he meant. "Look what I hear... Harry Potter?"

Harry and Ron turned and glared at him.

Hermione glared at him too.

Standing on the hillside, he said impatiently: "Tell our dear Dean? It's rare that you have this vision - Granger doesn't need to tell me, I will definitely help you convey this wish." Draco grinned silently.

A piece of snow fell from his head. He patted it nonchalantly and said, "It seems that you have taken my advice, Potter. Are you here to duel with Black? Then I would advise you to stay away from the Three Broomsticks. The Minister is coming to Hogsmeade today." He and Crabbegoyle laughed wildly.

Malfoy once again ignored Winston's dismissive look.

Winster raised his voice again: "Hermione, I mean--"

Hermione looked over and asked, "What?" It seemed that Malfoy's sudden appearance diverted her attention and made her forget what she was going to complain about.

"--I mean, I have the ability to protect Harry." Winster said lightly.

As he spoke, he cast a spell not far away, which flew to a large rock about ten meters away - it looked to be about three or four feet - and after a moment of silence, there was a loud bang. The entire one-meter-high rock exploded, and the broken stones hit the surrounding trees with great kinetic energy. Several trees were so small that they broke directly and fell to the ground in half. Some of the smaller pieces were embedded in the tree trunks, leaving deep marks.

The tree above Malfoy's head was particularly unlucky. It was affected by the aftermath of the spell, and it swayed and shook off the thick snow on it, hitting him right on the head.

Draco's legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

The beam of light just now brushed past Draco, so it happened to hit the tree above his head - because he was closest.

The fragments that flew the farthest after the explosion fell right at the feet of Winston and Harry, and used the remaining strength to barely bounce twice on the ground, shaking a little, and then stopped moving.

Everyone watched all this in amazement.

Harry looked at the flying gravel under his feet, then at the broken rock in the distance, and asked with difficulty, "What kind of spell is this? It's so powerful?!"

Winster looked at the disappeared boulder with satisfaction. "It broke into pieces," he said in a thawed tone. "It's just an ordinary splitting spell."

Hermione and Ron were speechless with shock.

"A normal splitting spell??"

"A silent splitting spell." Winston corrected him patiently, "It's just an ordinary splitting spell."

"How come your Splitting Charm is so powerful?" Harry asked in shock.

"This is how I cast spells normally. For some reason, this is how I cast offensive spells. It's difficult for me to control their power. So I usually don't fight with others in school." Winster shrugged.

Of course, the reason for this great power is the Obscurus. Those who can live to the age of eleven have great magical potential. Although it is unknown how White suppresses and controls the Obscurus in his body, for Winston, the Obscurus has no effect on Winston's life at all, but is just a huge source of magic power.

In Winster's eyes, the magic power on his body was gray and black.

"Now you don't have to worry about meeting Black. He definitely can't beat me." Winston raised his chin, imitating Malfoy's arrogant tone, ignoring Draco who was running away in a panic. "Even if I can't beat him, the huge noise I made is enough for the adults to realize that something happened to us."

He looked back at Harry. "Unless we get too far away and run out of Hogsmeade - you won't do that, will you, Harry?"

Harry couldn't help but say, "Of course!"

"Of course I wouldn't do that, I just want to have some fun on Christmas!"

He looked at Winster with sparkling eyes.

"Hermione?" Winston looked at Hermione.

"...Okay," Hermione said slowly, "I can't stop you. But you must not go to Black, understand?" she emphasized.

"Stop talking nonsense, Hermione!" Ron said happily, "Now Harry can wear the Invisibility Cloak and go around Hogsmeade with us! Black is no more charming than hanging out with friends." He said happily, even forgetting that he had just been arguing with Hermione.

"He hasn't tried Butterbeer yet! It's a good opportunity to go this time!"

Hermione gritted her teeth and glared at Winston, then secretly glared at Ron, and said reluctantly: "Put on your invisibility cloaks and go."

...

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Lavender was selecting fruits in the fortune-telling shop when a familiar classmate patted her on the shoulder: "Why are you here alone? Lavender, what are you doing? Didn't you come out with Granger?"

Lavender was stunned. She looked down at the tarot cards in her hand and said, "I'm here. I'm picking fruit."

"Pick fruits?" The classmate looked at the tarot cards in her hand in surprise, wondering if it might be a new way of divination. "What about Granger?"

"Hermione, Hermione..." Lavender looked around blankly and said belatedly, "Yeah, where's Hermione?"

(Winster hides his achievements and fame)