[HP] What's your job here at Porter?

Gritting his teeth, "One point for your stupidity, Gryffindor. And you, Potter."

As he spoke, he looked at Harry, and the other party looked at him quietly, waiting for him to speak.Snape's eyes met, and after a pause, the low air pressure immediately filled the entire Potions classroom, "Why didn't you tell him not to add porcupine quills? You must wait until he burns the cauldron before saving people, so as to show Are you great? Two points from Gryffindor."

"It's not fair..." Ron muttered softly at the side, but Snape caught his words keenly and glanced over instantly.

"Weasley, contradict the professor, one point from Gryffindor."

After class, Ron didn't want to stay in this dark classroom for a moment. After quickly packing up his books, he dragged Harry out of the classroom door. They had made an appointment with Hagrid to visit him in the afternoon.

"Hey, Harry..." Neville's voice came from behind, a little out of breath.

"Is something wrong?" Harry turned around and asked lightly.

"Thank you just now, for saving me again..." Neville scratched the back of his head in embarrassment, keeping his eyes fixed on Harry's shoe tips, occasionally raising his eyes to meet Harry's eyes, "I always Clumsy..."

"It's okay, just practice more." Harry smiled slightly, "If there's nothing else, Ron and I have an appointment with a friend."

"Oh well, see you tonight."

"See you tonight."

The author has something to say: Hermione: The male god asks to marry!!(#

My friend: In fact, Ron is the real heroine →_→

Believe me, I have given up the treatment of cp in this article (manual goodbye

Fuck, this chapter is stuck for a day = dish = and I am not very satisfied that orz has been struggling with pretending poses...

I suddenly found that it is also a technical job to pretend to be a force in every chapter, because if you are not careful, you will not be able to stop the car and pretend to be two forces (#

So, if you find out why I haven’t updated, I probably don’t know how to pretend to be forceful_(:з」∠)_ Please be patient

☆、Good students should not go out at night

Hogwarts at dusk looked full of mystery from the outside. Harry and Ron both had pockets full of rock cakes and walked on the rugged path outside the castle.They had just been guests at Hagrid's, but the rock cake was as hard as a rock, and they had barely eaten, and they were starving.

"I really don't know how Hagrid managed to eat it..." Ron complained mutteringly, if they were not embarrassed to refuse, they would not have come back with two big pockets of rock cakes.

"It's okay, I think Scabbers should be able to bite." Harry said, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.Ron looked at the almost imperceptible smile on Harry's face, and suddenly realized that he seemed to really like small animals, whether it was helping Neville find the toad, or appeasing the excited Fangya—oh, Fangya shouldn't be considered a 'little animal'. 'animal.

The sky darkened quickly, and it has begun to enter late autumn, and the cold wind after nightfall is very cool.When the two Gryffindor cubs came to the auditorium, there were not many places left on the long table.Ron, who had long been immune to Harry's way of eating, calmly picked up a small piece of steak, and was just about to stuff it into his mouth when he was slammed on his shoulder, and the sauce slashed across half of his face.

"Hey!" Ron turned his head dissatisfied, and saw his twin brother looking at Harry with a dangerous smile on his face, and George put one hand on his shoulder, pressing him so hard that he couldn't eat properly.

"Harry, I heard that you have been selected for Quidditch?" Fred smiled and raised his eyebrows.

"But some people say it's a chaser, and some people say it's a seeker~" George ignored the little brother's loud protest, and said, "But it's definitely not a hitter!"

"Because that's our home field~"

"Really?!" Ron stared wide-eyed, expressing his ignorance and shock about the matter.

"No, it's a rumor." Harry picked up a fork of French fries without looking up, and calmly refuted the rumors for the Weasleys, "Professor McGonagall just reprimanded me."

"It's really disappointing!" George shrugged and said it didn't matter, "But we have to go, Lee Jordan thinks he found a new secret passage that can lead to the outside of the school."

"I guess it's the passageway behind the Gregory the Flatterer statue, we found it the first week at school. Goodbye." Fred patted Harry on the shoulder vigorously, then rubbed Harry hard. Eun's hair, and then happily ran away with the brother.

"But to be honest," Ron suddenly leaned close to Harry's head, and said, "When I first heard it, I didn't think there was anything wrong. Maybe you are the next No.1 to create a new flying posture. If you can A show at Quidditch would make those Slytherins fall off their broomsticks!"

"It's God's will." Harry said such a polite word, which made Ron stunned on the spot.

"Eating your last supper, Potter."

A familiar voice came from behind, and Ron's face darkened almost instantly. The chicken wings in his mouth were tasteless, and he didn't even want to turn his head. He rolled his eyes and continued to chew on the chicken.Harry turned his head and said hello.

"When you were called away by the professor, Crabbe and Goyle were making a bet on whether you would be expelled." Draco didn't hide the sneer from the corner of his mouth, completely ignoring the dazed faces of the two big men behind him who were forcibly blamed.

"It's a pity that we couldn't shake hands after the match, but you are a respectable opponent." Harry stood up, looked at Draco seriously, and held out his right hand.

Draco curled his lips and looked at the other party with disgust, trying to figure out if there was something wrong with Potter. Wasn't what he said obvious enough?

"Flying is just a small compulsory course for wizards, and it's not worth mentioning at all." Draco didn't shake Harry's hand back, but snorted, "Only a duel between wizards can tell Who's the real wizard—oh, I guess you haven't heard of wizard duels?"

"Just heard a little bit." Harry put down his hand and responded.Ron heard that his hair had already started to explode. He really couldn't imagine why Harry could remain so calm and not angry under such obvious cynicism from Malfoy.

"Then let's have a solo duel, one-on-one." Draco raised his eyebrows, looking confident.

"Come here, whoever is afraid of whom!" Ron finally couldn't help standing up, "His assistant is me!"

"At midnight, I'll be waiting for you in the prize room. It's never locked." Draco turned his head and glanced at Crabbe. "My assistant is Crabbe."

"Sorry," Harry suddenly interrupted the tit-for-tat between Draco and Ron, "the school has a curfew of eleven o'clock, I'm sorry I can't be invited."

Such a sentence made both Ron and Draco choke, what a perfect reason, as a student who also had to abide by the rules, there was no reason to refute it—what a ghost!

"I think you don't mind if I take this as a sign that you're scared?" Draco raised one eyebrow, provocatively, with the appearance of a large adult.

"Harry!?" Ron looked at Harry dissatisfied, and jumped anxiously, "Malfoy's nostrils are going up, how can you not accept the challenge?"

"If the time is more suitable, I would be happy to accept the challenge, so excuse me." Harry turned around and drank the pumpkin juice, nodded to the four stunned students around him, and left the auditorium.

Ron didn't keep up, perhaps because he felt uncomfortable not to win back, and insisted on winning against Malfoy.Harry turned his head sideways to look down the corridor before turning into the stair area, not waiting for the redhead who had been scurrying up and down before his eyes.Harry didn't pay much attention to it, adjusted his glasses and walked towards the Gryffindor Tower.

Seamus Finnigan, one of Harry's roommates, was lying on his bed looking at something, with a box of weirdly packaged biscuits in his hand.Didn't realize that Harry was back at all, still immersed in his own world.

Harry didn't bother the serious Seamus, he went back to his desk, took out some rolls of parchment and started to do his homework.For a while, the dormitory was very quiet, only the sound of flipping books from time to time, and the friction of a quill across the parchment.Not long after, the door was pushed open again, and Neville in pajamas came in, greeted Harry softly after seeing him.

"Hey, good evening." Neville smiled, showing his front teeth in a silly smile, making him look even more stupefied.

"Good night." Harry looked up, putting his hands on his glasses.

"Hmm... what are you doing?" Neville looked for a topic in a panic, for fear of embarrassment.

"Potions homework." Harry said, the quill in his hand didn't stop at all, his wrist moved nimbly, and the beautiful English handwriting was born from Harry's pen like a cloud and water, and Neville was completely stunned.

"Oh potions...that's my nightmare." Neville scratched his hair, "I think I'd better go to the common room, aren't you cold?"

"My brain will warm up after being active, thank you for your concern." Harry smiled, watching Neville leave the dormitory in a hurry, and almost tripped over the door panel at his feet when he opened the door.

Harry went to bed early after finishing his homework.However, before he fell asleep, he was suddenly awakened by Neville's voice. The somewhat timid boy had cold hands and feet, and desperately patted Harry's quilt for fear of hitting him.His eyes were full of horror, and he stammered a bit when he spoke.

"Ha...Harry, it's bad!" Neville whispered, "Ron and... and Hermione, they ran off to duel Malfoy! If... Filch catches them, it's over ..."

"Hey..." Harry sighed, sat up and put the glasses on the bedside table on his nose, "It will really cause trouble and distress." Harry picked up the black robe hanging by the window and draped it smartly on his body , holding the magic wand under the pillow in one hand, and left the dormitory like the wind.

He still remembered the place of the duel that Malfoy had said, in the prize showroom, not too close to the Gryffindor Tower.Just as he was going down the stairs to the fifth floor, footsteps came from the empty corridor at night. Although they were very subtle, they were a little flustered, and there was more than one person.Harry hid in the shadow cast by the colonnade, watched the shadow on the ground getting closer, and recognized the person the moment the other person passed him.

Quickly grabbing the opponent's robe with quick hands, she was dragged into the shadows. Hermione, who was fleeing, was so frightened that she almost screamed. When she focused her eyes and saw Harry, she immediately felt relieved.

Hermione hid together in the shadow of the colonnade, and the two of them huddled together in the dark corner, neither of them daring to make a sound, nervously watching the shadows on the ground circle around several times, insisting on not leaving.

"Where did he go..." Filch muttered, wandering around for a long time without finding a possible escape route.

The figure was getting closer, and Hermione held her breath and prayed not to be discovered by the other party.However, the sound of Filch's footsteps was still getting closer, and he stopped at a place separated from them by a pillar. After a long silence, he suddenly poked his head in - there was no one in the corner.

"Shit!" Filch cursed and continued to grab people, and soon his voice was lost.

Hermione stared wide-eyed, not afraid to speak but unable to speak.Harry put one arm around her waist, and propped his other hand and legs between the wall and the colonnade at a ninety-degree angle beside him. The two of them waited at a height of more than three meters until Filch left. Harry Before letting go, Hermione covered her mouth to avoid screaming, and the two fell back to the ground.

"What happened just now?!" Hermione looked at Harry's empty hands in disbelief, obviously the action just now was not done with a wand, "How did you get up there?!"

"Now is not the time to talk about this," Harry adjusted his glasses calmly, and looked at Hermione with a serious expression. The moonlight shone on his side face, making his green eyes look extra bright. He said he was a serious man The most handsome.

"Where's Ron?"

Hermione blinked her eyes and pulled herself back from the sluggishness, only then suddenly remembered that unlucky classmate.

"Oh, I lost him!" Hermione thumped her head. "We were going back to the dormitory, but we were separated at the stairs, and he didn't have time to get on the right stairs."

"I'll take you back to the dormitory first."

The author has something to say: maya, I have a lot of QHQ things these two days and then the text gets stuck...

I'm sorry you guys dragged on for so long orz and then predicted that I will still be busy tomorrow and the day after tomorrow (#

So the next chapter is still undecided...

The progress of Raiders in the whole castle that is popular +1%

I'm curious how many years I can reach the full character strategy ending (###

↑Maybe it will end directly at that time, the concept of a love game

☆、Fantastic creature Potter

When Harry and Hermione returned to the dormitory that night, they just ran into Ron who was relaxing on the sofa in the common room. His disheveled appearance made people feel distressed, and his facial nerves had not yet recovered from the extreme frightened convulsions. , seems a little stiff.

"Ron?!" Hermione looked at Ron's miserable appearance in surprise, and pulled Harry to sit on the loveseat beside him, "I can't believe Filch treated you like this! I have to deal with this matter." Professor McGonagall said he was just an administrator and not qualified to punish students like this!"

"No...Actually..." Ron said a little weakly, "I'm lost, and you can never imagine what I encountered in the corridor on the fourth floor...I feel ten years older in an instant..."

"The corridor on the fourth floor?" Hermione repeated suspiciously: "I remember Principal Dumbledore said that it is forbidden to approach there."

"I told you I was lost! That old guy caught up suddenly, how could I have time to wait for the stairs?!" Ron rolled his eyes and looked at Harry with blinks, hoping to get some love from his classmates. Need this urgently.

"I just happen to know a way to relieve nervous tension, want to try it?" Harry suggested.

"Okay~" Ron happily accepted, followed Harry's instructions, and sat up with his back to him.Harry touched his back with both hands for a long time, and when Ron almost thought that he was actually a gay and wanted to take the opportunity to eat tofu, Harry pinched him on the shoulder——

"Aw!——"

Ron jumped up in pain, and his screams filled the entire Gryffindor tower. He covered his shoulders and looked at Harry mournfully, "Are you going to kill me?! Harry!"

"Feel better?" Harry answered irrelevantly, and Ron was taken aback.After twisting his body for a while, he found that he was indeed much more relaxed, and suddenly felt that Harry was amazing!Of course, he'd known that Harry was good, but he'd never been bored.

However, the downside of being in good spirits is that he began to talk about what he saw in the hallway on the fourth floor with great interest-a three-headed dog.It seemed that as long as it was about animals, it could attract Harry's attention, but Hermione insisted on staying and listening out of her strong thirst for knowledge and curiosity instead of going back to sleep.

"It definitely wasn't there from the beginning. The headmaster specifically mentioned this matter when the school started. It was obviously only put in this year. If it is really as vicious as you said, it is likely to be used to guard something. After hearing this, Hermione came to her conclusion, "But I advise you to forget about it, if you don't want to deduct fifty points from Gryffindor. It has nothing to do with us, we are just students .”

Ron was not at all interested in the rationale of Hermione's tirade, and after a few perfunctory responses, he waited eagerly for Harry's response.However, to his disappointment, Harry actually advised him to go to bed earlier? !What about liking animals?Not interested in something as cool as a three-headed dog?

In the auditorium the next morning, when Ron saw Malfoy's surprised expression, his mood suddenly brightened, and he felt that he was about to walk like a wind.

During breakfast time, there will always be some owls flying in and ruining the students' food with packages and letters. However, unlike before, Harry Potter, who has no relatives or reasons, received letters from others, and there were a lot of them. The plates are covered.Ron looked at a table of letters in shock, and laughed so hard that he sprayed out a corn kernel from his nostrils, causing Hermione to look disgusted.

"What day is today? His birthday?" Not far away, Dean stretched his neck to see the pile of letters clearly, his eyes widened.

"Have you eaten too much jam?" Seamus gave him an unceremonious look, "Halloween is coming, it must be a threatening letter."

"Who would send Harry a threatening letter?"

"Slytherin, who else?"

"It makes sense."

But that wasn't a threatening letter.After returning to the dormitory that night, Harry dug out the stack of letters, read them carefully one by one, and then replied to each letter carefully in a smooth and beautiful handwriting.Dean leaned up and took a look—oh, it's a love letter.

"Are you kidding me?!" Seamus couldn't believe it, "It's not Valentine's Day, it's not even Halloween yet!"

"He even has a fan club, what's so strange..." Ron's weak voice came from the side, he was lying on the bed flipping through the transformation textbook, his eyes were empty.

"What's the matter with you? You look like you have no love in your life." Dean looked at the depressed Ron inexplicably.

"I don't call it loveless!" Ron exploded as if he had been poked at something, "My call is supercilious!"

"Ron, that's not how idioms are used." Harry's voice came faintly, and the way Ron was instantly slapped in the face made Seamus and Dean struggle to hold back their laughter.

"I'm going to the Owl Tower." Harry said, picking up the completed reply letter and preparing to leave.

"I'm going too, if I stay in the dormitory again, I'm going to suffocate!" Ron turned over and jumped off the bed, and followed Harry out of the Gryffindor tower at a trot.

It's not yet curfew time, and there are still a few students wandering in the corridor.The Owl Tower is outside the castle, except for the cold wind and the smell of bird droppings, Ron really regrets why he came to the Owl Tower when he had nothing to do.

As soon as the two of them entered the tower, the owls were awakened and their heads turned around. Ron remembered the cover of the owl picture book that Harry had read. Obviously, the scene was a little more terrifying.

"Goo—" There was a sudden hoot, and a snow-white owl flapped its wings and landed on Harry's gauntleted arm—given to him by Hagrid—what was it called?Lion House?Or the West Building?

"Cooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow-" a weird owl hooted into Ron's ears, turned his head looking around to look at Harry, the hooting of the Lion House?

"Goohoo—" began Harry, learning it perfectly.

"Harry, what are you doing?" Ron suddenly felt that he had guessed the ending.

"Say hello to Xiaobai." Harry said, handing the letter in his hand to the owl in his hand.

"In owl language?" Ron asked resignedly.

"That's right," Harry replied naturally, stroking the feathers around Xiaobai's neck, "I've just started learning, and I'm not very proficient yet."

"G... Good for you..."

I don't know if it's because Harry showed that he can speak owl language, and the other owls around are suddenly friendly to them.Several of them stood on Harry's arms, their round heads constantly rubbing against Harry's cheeks.

"Look who is this?" An annoying voice came from the door, and Ron could tell whose voice it was even if he was deaf.Looking back, he saw Malfoy's pretendingly arrogant face.

"What are you doing here?" Ron's eyes were full of hostility, and he subconsciously moved a few steps between Malfoy and Harry.

"This is a public area, I can come here whenever I want, you can't control me." Malfoy said, his eyes turned to Harry who was having fun with the owl, and he sneered, "It seems that Potter has no friends to run away Messed up with these stinky birds? You made friends carelessly." Then he glanced at Ron.

"You are jealous!" Ron retorted mercilessly. "You are jealous that Harry can talk to owls. I guess your owls can't stand you and fly away? Otherwise, why would you 'condescend'?" To this 'smelly' place?"

The two specially accented words showed obvious irony, and Malfoy's pale face turned pink, and his brows frowned even tighter.He drew out his wand angrily, "Don't think I'm afraid!"

"Come on!" Ron also pulled out his wand at the same time, completely forgetting the fact that he hadn't learned a few spells at all, "I'm so glad you, a coward, are willing to duel head-on, just to pay for your running away that day!"

"Hey!" Harry's voice suddenly came from the side, and Ron swore he had never heard Harry make such an emotional voice before, turning his head in surprise, Malfoy also subconsciously looked over.

The originally friendly owls suddenly circled around Harry crazily, and almost all the owls in the tower flew around Harry as the center, becoming more and more dense, until finally they disappeared suddenly when Harry was completely invisible. .

"Ha...Harry?" Ron looked at Harry who was lying on the ground, and called his name in fear, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

Malfoy was so frightened that he staggered a few steps towards the door, and was about to turn around and flee the scene, when he was shocked by what he saw next, and stood there stunned.

Suddenly Harry jumped up from the ground, and it looked as if something had pulled him from the ground.Harry, who was wearing a black robe, made it impossible to see his movements clearly. Like a rag, he flew to the high owl rack and squatted on it.The robe hangs down by itself, and the arms are bent and gathered at the sides of the upper body, looking like a bird.

Suddenly he turned his head, and Malfoy swears that Potter's head must have turned half a turn, which is not something humans can do.As soon as he thought so firmly, Harry tilted his head, his whole face turned sideways, his green eyes wide open, like—like owls.

"What's wrong with Potter?!" Malfoy felt terrified of being stared at, and his hairs stood on end. He questioned Ron, who was also shocked.

"How do I know?!" Ron's voice was almost dumbfounding, "I thought he just thought differently from ordinary people, not the roundworm in his stomach!"

"I really ate slugs..." Malfoy had an expression of 'all Gryffindors are sick', and turned to leave the Owl Tower, away from these sick idiots.

Before he had gone a few steps, a black shadow suddenly flashed above his head. Potter descended from the sky in a black robe, the corners of his robe lifted by the wind looked like wings, and he landed deftly not far in front of Malfoy. dwarf owl frame.

"What do you want Potter?!" Malfoy asked with some bluff, "Don't think I'll believe you, if you really think I'm as stupid as the redhead over there, you're totally wrong .”

"Oooooohooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

"Damn mental retardation."

The author has something to say: I have been busy these days _(:з」∠)_(soft

Hey, I went to Hong Kong today, maybe it’s the rhythm that can’t be updated soon_(:з」∠)_I’m sorry everyone (Doxiaza

I changed the last part _(:з」∠)_ Sure enough, I was not particularly satisfied with the previous one, I always felt that something was weird

☆, reliable Weasley twins

When Harry first 'turned into an owl', Ron actually refused.He glanced at Harry, who made him a little tired, and then at Malfoy, who didn't want to talk to him. He wished he could immediately apparate back to the bed, cover his head with a pillow, and escape everything, leaving Harry and Malfoy alone. let's play!

"Potter, are you crazy?!" Draco frantically waved his wand, white spells flying around, cursing non-stop, "I'm going to tell my dad! Don't even think about staying in this time. School!"

Although he said so, the spell never stopped, but Harry avoided the spell every time in an extremely weird posture, and kept pushing Draco twice from time to time.

This harmless attack obviously annoyed Draco, feeling that he was being tricked, but Potter didn't show any intention of stopping at all, and the red-haired weasel on the side also had a good time watching the show.

"Tarantella dance!" A spell was once again dodged by Harry and flew in Ron's direction.The latter subconsciously flashed, and the spell hit his robe, burning a hole.

"Hey! Where are you going to fight!" Ron suddenly became unhappy, expressing his extreme dissatisfaction with the audience.

"Shut up Weasley!" Draco was furious, wishing that the spell just hit Weasley, so that he could be more balanced, "Did you enjoy watching a good show?! When I escape you will It's over! I won't let you stay until you're kicked out of Hogwarts!"

"You cast a curse just now!" Ron yelled back unconvinced, "Do you think Principal Dumbledore will spare you?"

"That's not a curse, you stupid—" Before Draco could finish cursing, he was suddenly pushed and fell heavily to the ground.Ron took a deep breath, and his expression didn't know whether he was looking at the pain or gloating. He didn't know this until he saw Draco's raised head, a bloodshot red swelling emerged on his smooth forehead. The game is really big.

"Harry! Stop!" Ron immediately stepped forward to stop him, but he was always opened by Harry's waving arms, and he was even slapped on the face by Harry, and he was suddenly stunned.

Draco touched his swollen head, his facial features wrinkled immediately, he got up from the ground two or three times, flicked his wand, and the spell came out of his mouth, "Four to five—"

"Passed out!"

Before Draco could finish the spell, he was hit by a gray light and passed out.Before losing consciousness, looking at the terrified Ron and Harry who fell together, he had only one thought in his mind at this moment: Sure enough, all Gryffindors are sick.

When Harry woke up, he was lying on a hospital bed in the school infirmary, with no one around.He didn't have any illnesses, so he sat up very naturally and looked around.Madam Pomfrey in the school infirmary didn't seem to be there, and there were no other sick or visiting students, it was eerily quiet.

So Harry got out of bed calmly, put on his shoes, and looked at the watch in his hand. It was past 7 in the morning, which was a long time before class started, no wonder there was no one there.All the way back to the Gryffindor tower unimpeded, the students in the same dormitory had just woken up, and when they saw Harry who had returned, they gathered around him.

"Harry, I heard that you were possessed by an owl last night!" Dean, who was still dozing off, suddenly regained his energy, staring at Harry with two black eyes, trying to find out if there is anything different about Harry from before. Same.

"Didn't you say you started a war with Malfoy and ended up hitting your forehead?" Neville asked in a daze.

"It's only for one night, where did you hear the rumors?" Ron rolled his eyes.

"George and Fred."

"This source is too reliable."

"So the owl went berserk and attacked Malfoy, and you fought the owl with Harry to get him out?" Seamus asked.

"This is even more outrageous!" Ron smashed a pillow and went to him, but after receiving everyone's expressions of "you can say what you want", he suddenly realized that he didn't know what happened, so he had to look aside for help and went to class Supplies for Harry.

"Did something happen last night?" Harry tilted his head, looking over-tilted, a little scary.

"You still said no, go and look in the mirror yourself!" Ron couldn't believe that Harry didn't know, was he pretending to lose his memory or did he really not know? !As a result, Harry really went to look in the mirror, and by the way, he finished washing, and walked out of the bathroom with his hair messed up by sleeping.

"I really don't know what happened." Harry replied solemnly and seriously again.His expression made Ron almost think that he was sleepwalking last night, but when they left the tower to go to class, he confirmed that he was not dreaming.

From sitting in the auditorium, there were small and broken voices discussing what happened last night. The Gryffindors obviously accepted this very well. Although there are several versions, they all say that he and Harry are extremely brave. Yes, happy.The atmosphere in Slytherin was as cold and silent as ever, and the air pressure seemed to be lower today. Several students turned their heads and looked at him and Harry angrily. up.

Percy walked up behind the two of them and said good morning, "The principal invites you to the principal's office after dinner, and the password is 'Sweet Honey Candy'."

"Great, maybe we can go back to the dormitory and pack later—" Ron gave Harry a dead-eyed look, "Oh maybe we won't be given packing time at all, just kick us out of school. "

"Be safe and don't be impatient." Harry was completely unmoved, eating a piece of hash browns calmly, "The clean will clean itself."

Ron suddenly had a premonition that he would face all this alone.

When the two little Gryffindors walked into the headmaster's office, Ron saw Malfoy's seriously reflective hair, oh Merlin's socks, and the old one came too.When Ron and Harry first walked into the principal's office, Lucius Malfoy raised his chin slightly and looked at the Weasley cub and the legendary boy who lived with disdain.

"Welcome~" Dumbledore's voice came from the other side of the two Malfoys, and Ron and Harry saw that their headmaster was tucking his chin, half-moon glasses resting on the tip of his nose, and his blue eyes were gentle. Looking at two students.

"Nice to meet you, Harry, Ron." With a wave of Dumbledore's right hand, a small pot of sugar floated in front of Harry and Ron, "Don't be nervous, do you want some honey zits? My favorite." He said, blinking his right eye playfully.

In fact, Ron was so nervous that he didn't want to eat. He took one symbolically and put it in his pocket, thanked him, and Harry happily took one and put it in his mouth.

"It's sweet." Harry said.

"Can I take that as a compliment?" Dumbledore smiled, "I'm glad you like it."

"Maybe we can get to the point as soon as possible, instead of talking about these meaningless and time-wasting trifles here." Lucius said impatiently. Although he was already a little out of breath, the upbringing of the Malfoy family allowed him to maintain what he should Reserved and courteous, even though what he said was not very pleasant.

"Of course, Lucius." Dumbledore stood up and walked slowly to Harry's side. "I think Harry will give you a reasonable explanation, don't you? My child."

"You are not joking." Harry nodded and assured.

"Hmph." Draco snorted softly from the sidelines, the redness on his head had disappeared, thanks to the Hogwarts potions master.But he didn't intend to let Weasley and Potter go just like that at all, and he was already planning to watch a good show at this time.He couldn't believe that Potter was able to maintain his unsightly, calm composure after hearing that he was going to be fired.

"So, did you do the injury on Draco's head?" Dumbledore asked gently with his hands on his chin.Ron shut his mouth and didn't speak, his eyes wandered to Harry who was aside.

"I did meet Malfoy last night, but I just found out about his injury." Harry straightened his glasses, his green eyes looked directly at Dumbledore, and he didn't look guilty at all.

"He lied!" Draco blurted out angrily, but Lucius, who was standing behind him, poked his shoulder hard with his cane and glared at Potter indignantly.

"Pay attention to your etiquette, Draco." When Lucius spoke, his voices were all on the same level, his mouth only