HP Star Shining

Draco's face showed satisfaction.

Su Xingchen tilted his head, suddenly thinking of something, "Oh right, Neville sneaked out and got caught because he overheard someone was going to report Harry. Was it you?"

She immediately noticed that the person next to her stiffened and his face turned slightly pale.

"That's not what I said."

Okay, I understand. Even if it’s not you, you are not unrelated to me, although there is no evidence.

Even with the evidence, Su Xingchen had no choice. Who asked the author to make Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter go against each other?

Draco was about to say something when he was interrupted by a roar from behind.

"Malfoy!" Ron rushed over angrily. "What are you doing here?"

Draco's face changed and he glared at Ron. "It's none of your business, Weasley." Then he put the food basket heavily into Ron's arms, held his head high and walked away proudly.

Ron was already holding a basket in his hands, and he grabbed it in a panic. By the time he had managed to hold it steady and was about to confront Malfoy, Malfoy had already walked away.

"Xingchen, why are you still talking to Malfoy?"

Su Xingchen took the lunch box from Ron's arms, smiled and said nothing. This question was the same as Draco's question just now, "Why are you still staying with Harry Potter?"

"If Malfoy hadn't informed on them, Harry and the others wouldn't have been deducted so many points!" Ron said indignantly.

"How do you know he was the one who snitched?"

"It can't be anyone else but Malfoy!"

Ron kept muttering all the way, but fortunately they had arrived and dinner finally shut Ron up.

The next morning, Harry, Hermione and Neville all received a letter with the same content on their desks.

Your detention begins tonight at 11:00. Meet Mr. Filch in the hall.

It was signed by Professor McGonagall.

Su Xingchen didn't understand...

Isn't solitary confinement just about locking them in a room? Why send them to the Forbidden Forest in the dead of night?

The author also took great pains to add more adventures for Harry.

When they returned, Ron had already fallen asleep in the dim common room, mumbling in his sleep.

Su Xingchen noticed that Harry looked a little scared, but more excited.

He woke Ron and paced back and forth in front of the fire, excitedly telling him what had happened that night.

"The unicorn was killed, Voldemort is in the Forbidden Forest... Firenze saved me... Snape got the Philosopher's Stone not for money, but for the Forbidden Forest..."

"Could you please stop saying that name?" Ron lowered his voice.

"So now I can only wait for Snape to steal the Philosopher's Stone." Harry continued to talk excitedly, "Then Voldemort will come here and kill me. Now Bane should be happy."

Hermione looked very frightened, but she still tried to comfort Harry.

"Harry, everyone says that the only person You-Know-Who is afraid of is Dumbledore. As long as he's at Hogwarts, You-Know-Who can't touch you. Besides, who says that what the centaur says is always right?"

As the day gradually brightened, the conversation stopped and everyone went to bed exhausted.

Of course, it was mainly the three of them who were discussing non-stop, and Su Xingchen was responsible for listening.

The next night, Harry received an unexpected surprise.

When he opened the quilt, his Invisibility Cloak was neatly folded inside the quilt with a piece of paper pinned on it: Just in case.

Harry was in fear all day, always on guard against Voldemort breaking in.

However, as time went by, the three-headed dog named Lu Wei was still living safely behind the door.

Today is the day of the exam.

The weather was so hot and muggy that the new quills given out for the exams were enchanted with an anti-cheating charm.

There are also various practical exercises, such as making a pineapple tap dance around the table, turning a mouse into a snuff bottle, and making a forgetfulness potion...

Harry tried to ignore the sharp sting in his forehead and concentrate on the exam.

This pain had been plaguing him ever since he last came back from the Forbidden Forest, only becoming more and more pronounced.

He began to have trouble sleeping all night again, and was constantly awakened by the nightmares he had before. What was worse was that there was a hooded figure with blood coming out of the corner of his mouth in his dream.

Hermione and Ron were not as worried as Harry. Perhaps it was because they had not seen what Harry had seen in the Forbidden Forest, or perhaps it was because they did not have scars on their foreheads that burned painfully.

Voldemort was just an abstract concept to them.

Su Xingchen had no idea about this at all.

She could see that Harry was not in a good mood, but he always said he was fine.

The last subject was History of Magic, and thanks to Hermione, they were able to answer which eccentric wizards invented the self-stirring cauldron.

After the exams, they are free and can have fun for a week until the results are announced.

All the students cheered when Professor Spence the Ghost told them to put down their quills.

"It was much easier than I thought." Hermione wanted to review the exam content, but Ron said it made him sick and he needed to go out for some fresh air.

So the four of them slowly came to the lake and sat down under a tree.

"That's great! I don't have to review anymore." Ron breathed a sigh of joy, stretched out his limbs and lay on the grass like a big letter.

Over there, a giant squid lay basking in the warm shallow water while Fred, George, and Lee Jordan gently played with its tentacles.

Su Xingchen stretched his neck to take a look, and it didn’t seem that scary, but it was only limited to the shore where the sun was warm.

Harry rubbed his forehead.

"Harry, cheer up. The test results won't be out for a week. There's no need to worry about them now." Ron thought Harry was worried about his results and said slowly.

"I really want to know what this means." Harry suddenly became angry. "My scar is always hurting. It has hurt before, but never as much as it does now."

"Let's go see Madam Pomfrey," Hermione suggested.

"I'm not sick." Harry shook his head. "I think this is a warning, a sign of impending danger..."

"Harry, relax a little. Hermione is right. As long as Dumbledore is here, neither you nor the Philosopher's Stone will be in danger." Ron was in low spirits. The weather was too hot.

Harry nodded, but he couldn't shake a vague feeling of unease that he wanted to explain to his friends, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Harry, can I feel your scar?"

Harry looked at Su Xingchen and saw that she looked serious, so he put down the hand that was rubbing his forehead.

This is agreed.

Su Xingchen raised his hand cautiously, but as soon as his fingertips touched the scar, it felt like being pricked by a needle, and he retracted his hand reflexively.

Harry saw Su Xingchen's reaction, and his eyes flashed with excitement, "Xingchen, did you feel it?"

Su Xingchen pinched his aching fingers and nodded.

This unscientific.

The scar is the connection between Harry and Voldemort, so he feels pain, how can he feel it?

"What do you feel?" Ron perked up.

"My scar has been hurting, and Xingchen felt it just now." Harry was very happy. Suddenly someone could empathize with him. It felt great.

"Really? Let me try." Ron timidly stretched out his hand, touched it lightly, and quickly retracted it, but...

"I don't feel anything."

Ron touched it again without giving up. This time he didn't pull his hand back. He still didn't feel anything. It was just an ordinary scar.

Hermione tried it too and didn't feel any sting.

Su Xingchen thought about it carefully. She did feel a stinging pain, but there was also a faint burning sensation inside.

"Ouch." Harry covered his scar in pain. He didn't know if it was because so many people touched it, but the scar hurt more, as if it was punishing him.

"Harry, let go."

Harry didn't know what Su Xingchen wanted to do, but he still endured the pain and obediently let go.

Su Xingchen mobilized the spiritual power in his body and gathered it at his fingertips. He pressed his index finger on Harry's scar, trying to cover up the burning sensation coming from the scar.

As for the fire, then use water to solve it. It just so happens that she has water spirit roots.

Hermione and Ron stared in amazement as Su Xingchen's fingertips pressing on Harry's scar emitted a bright blue light.

As for Harry, he felt as if a gentle stream of water was wrapping around his aching forehead. It was not cold at all, but warm and soft. Miraculously, it suppressed the burning sensation, which gradually decreased until it disappeared.

Seeing Harry's expression slowly relax, Su Xingchen sent over the last bit of his spiritual power before releasing his fingers.

Su Xingchen, whose spiritual power was exhausted, felt dizzy and her body swayed. Harry, who was closest to her, quickly supported her, and Hermione and Ron also hurried forward.

"Xingchen, are you okay?" Hermione asked with concern.

This time, Su Xingchen actually used the most common healing technique, which was all she knew.

Water is the most gentle and tolerant of all things. She just wanted to give it a try and use the water spiritual power in her body to wrap the healing spell together to see if it could relieve Harry's pain. Unexpectedly, it really worked.

Fortunately, there was no backlash this time. She felt dizzy only because her spiritual power was exhausted. After all, she was just a newbie at the 7th level of Qi training.

However, it also indirectly shows that Voldemort's fear of the entire wizarding world is not without reason.

Now is the time when he is at his weakest. Just a scar related to him has exhausted her spiritual energy. It turns out that she is still too weak.

Su Xingchen was very exhausted. Seeing everyone's worry, he smiled weakly and said, "I'm fine. I just don't have the strength anymore."

"Stop talking, let's help you go back and rest."

The three of them took Su Xingchen back to the lounge, and Hermione helped her back to the dormitory and onto the bed.

Su Xingchen patted Hermione's hand and said, "Don't worry, I'll be fine after a good sleep."

After saying that, he closed his eyes and fell asleep almost immediately.

Hermione tucked in the quilt for Su Xingchen and returned to the common room where Harry and Ron were still waiting for her.

"How's Xingchen?" Harry asked anxiously when he saw Hermione coming down.

"She's asleep. By the way, Harry, how are you feeling? Is your head still hurting?"

Harry shook his head. "It doesn't hurt anymore. It doesn't hurt at all."

This was a happy thing, but when Harry thought of Su Xingchen's weak appearance just now, he felt both happy and guilty.

"Okay, don't think about it." Ron patted Harry's shoulder and comforted him.