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

"Hey?! Is that Harry Potter?"

"Didn't it say that first graders are not allowed to participate in Quidditch?"

"It's just that you are not allowed to bring your own broom, it is probably the school's broom..."

"Why haven't I seen that kind of broom?! Besides, are you sure it's a broom?!"

"How do I know?! I haven't seen anyone fly standing up! Have you ever seen one?!"

"No! But that doesn't mean you won!"

Ron rolled his eyes when he heard the Gryffindor chattering on the side, and then stared at Harry impatiently through the binoculars.Although he was no longer surprised by Harry's behavior, he still had to say - Harry could make him feel fresh every time.

Harry's broom is basically vertical to the ground. His feet are on the head of the broom tail, and his whole body is straight against the broom body. As obvious as standing out from the crowd.

"We saw that Harry Potter's broom is very strange, what surprises will this bring to this game?! Let's wait and see!" Lee Jordan explained excitedly, obviously looking forward to this game. There are different scenes.

When the whistle sounded, apart from the Seekers on both sides, the players in the air swarmed towards the Quaffle in the middle.The Slytherin Seeker glanced at Harry, sneered and flew slowly up into the air, overlooking the whole place.Harry remembered what Wood had said to him before going on the pitch.

"At that time, you stay far away, and you can just chase after you see the golden snitch." The reason why Wood put the inexperienced Harry in this position is partly because Professor McGonagall mentioned that Harry was in the flying class. The above performance, on the one hand, is because this is the only position that does not need to cooperate.

Compared to Terrence who chose to overlook from above, Harry controlled the broom to slowly move below the main battlefield. His body was always flat against the broom, which reminded Hermione of one thing—air resistance.Perhaps Harry was in this position to reduce air resistance?Hermione guessed so.

Harry stood upright in mid-air quietly, with his head raised and his green eyes scanning the entire sky motionless through the lens. This made many spectators lose interest and soon turned their attention to the other players.

"Slytherin scored!" said Lee Jordan, "Chaser Pussy ducked two Bludgers, dodged the Weasley twins and Chaser Bell, and ran to- wait, that's the Snitch ?!"

As soon as Li Qiaodan's words fell, all the audience stood up immediately. The Golden Snitch, which decided the end of the game, attracted everyone's attention.The figure of the Snitch brushed past Pussy's head, and before the Slytherin Chaser could react, Harry and his weird broom brushed his robes and chased the Snitch out. .

"Harry Potter is eyeing the Snitch! Higgins is following him!" Lee Jordan explained excitedly, his buttocks had already left the seat.

Harry's strangely shaped broom made Higgins very annoying. As long as Harry shook the flight path a little, the broom sticking to the back would shake, making him unable to catch up with Harry Potter.Finally, Higgins couldn't take it anymore, he circled around the sweeping range of the broom, squeezed into Harry's side with a sudden acceleration, and threw a provocative look - but Harry didn't even give him a glance.

"Potter!" Higgins yelled suddenly, slamming into Harry hard.The latter turned over suddenly, and his body spun around along the broomstick as the center of the circle, nimbly avoiding Higgins' interference.

"Wow!!" There was a burst of applause and cheers from the Gryffindor stands.

Unexpectedly, suddenly, Harry's broom jerked up and down, looking like an uncontrolled mad sheep, running around.Harry kept his balance and seemed to hardly move at all, his hand was shaking with the broom tightly, instead it looked like he was frantically swinging the broom.

"What's going on?!" Ron opened his eyes wide, looking a little unbelievable, "Harry can subdue even Neville's broom! There must be something wrong with this broom!"

"What do you mean 'even if it's Neville's broom'?" Hermione slapped Ron on the head unwillingly, grabbed the binoculars and looked at Harry.

"Oh my god!——" Hermione was startled when she saw it clearly, and at the same time, there was a sudden exclamation from the audience.

"What's the matter?!" Ron jumped anxiously, shaking Hermione's arm.

Hermione watched Harry's movements closely, not daring to blink for a moment.With the shaking of the broom under Harry, the tail of the broom behind him also flicked, and now it looked more like a propeller.Harry suddenly curled himself up from the broomstick, squatted on the tail of the broom, and moved his legs back again, onto the stick of the broomstick behind him.

The whole person moved to the second broom bit by bit like a caterpillar, and then pulled out the tail of the first broom.

"Harry, he switched to another broom! He's so smart!" Hermione screamed excitedly, "Only powerful black magic can interfere with the broom, but it also takes a certain amount of time to chant spells. Harry changed the broom." , no matter who that person is, he needs to cast the spell again! This is an opportunity!"

As Hermione said, she looked towards the auditorium, and soon found the mumbling person in the teacher's seat—Snape.She immediately dropped the binoculars and turned around and ran. Ron watched her get into the crowd inexplicably, took the abandoned binoculars, and looked at Harry again.

The weird broom that Harry was riding on had been split in two at this time, and he had obviously missed the timing for Harry to change the broom, and Harry had already left the broom that was shaking wildly.But there was no one on the broom, and the man who chanted the spell no longer cast the spell, and the original broom just fell straight to the ground.

But Harry, who finally got on the proper broom, didn't chase after the Snitch immediately, nor did he turn himself around. He just rode the broom upside down, swooped towards the falling broom, and rushed to catch it before it fell. Grab it before it hits the ground.

"Merlin's pants! Harry, why are you chasing a broom!" Ron slapped himself on the face, hoping that what he saw just now was a hallucination, but unfortunately, when he looked at Harry again , the latter still had the damned broom in his hand.

"Harry has finally gone mad."

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Because I am very entangled in how to write that everyone will understand the posture of forcing the king _(:з」∠)_

So I drew this thing↓

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☆、Love comes too suddenly

The match between Gryffindor and Slytherin ended with an astonishing scene and ending. For a while, there was an uproar in Hogwarts. Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, who didn't watch the game, regretted it.

Many photos quickly spread under the noses of the professors, and it was rare that the professors did not interfere this time.

As soon as Harry and his two good friends entered the auditorium, they saw a large group of students around the long table of Gryffindor, and there were even many students from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff around the periphery.From the middle of the crowd came the voices of George and Fred, excitedly telling stories.

"...It is said that the broom was used by his father, James Potter, when he was still at school! Harry cherishes it very much, and often sees him carefully wiping it with broom lotion..."

"Oh, they'll just make it up..." Ron rolled his eyes. Since the game ended, he's heard at least a hundred versions, fifty of them from his twin brothers.

"Just as his broom was shaking wildly, Harry abandoned the broom with pain in his heart, buried it on the Quidditch pitch, and continued playing resolutely..."

"The Quidditch pitch isn't even trampled on at all, so how could it be possible for Harry to bury his broom?" Hermione corrected, grumbling unhappily.

"Isn't the point that Harry didn't bury the broom at all?!" Ron suddenly felt that the only reliable Hermione had become unreliable.

"But Harry seemed to be cursed, and his second broom went mad again, and this time he had no other broom to replace! But at that moment, countless brooms suddenly spewed out of the broom shed, filled with Flying wildly, breaking the Slytherin formation!"

"Of course, including our own~"

"This time I didn't make it up..." Ron sat down at the long table, threw the book in his hand on the table, and was not surprised to be glared at by Hermione who loves to read.Harry still looked expressionless, straightened his glasses calmly, as if the 'bragging contest' going on at the side had nothing to do with him.

"The unmanned broomsticks are almost all flying around Harry. Maybe the curse on him needs time to trigger, and his broomsticks are no longer crazy!"

"Harry used his excellent eyesight as a Seeker to find the Snitch among countless broomsticks. With a flash of his hands, the broomsticks around him immediately got ready to go in the direction of the Snitch."

"Can he control those brooms?" At this moment, a Hufflepuff raised his hand and asked.

"No, no one can 'control' a broom, Harry has conquered them with his love!"

"Then Harry, with his arms crossed in front of him, waited silently for something... The broomsticks started chasing the Snitch, as broomsticks that have been in schools for hundreds of years, no one dared to compete with them for Quidditch! They will soon kill the Snitch The crowd was tight, and then one of the brooms whirled around..."

"The tail of the broom swept across the army and sent the Golden Snitch flying, pointing directly at Harry Potter! Harry, who had been waiting there for a long time, easily caught the Golden Snitch rushing towards his arms, ending the game !"

"Wow!~~~~"

Ron found that, although George and Fred were embellished in various ways at the beginning, he couldn't find any faults at all in the later part, oh, what a sad story.

The date of the second game of Gryffindor is fast approaching, this time against Ravenclaw.The team members who temporarily entered the school hospital before have recovered and returned to the team smoothly, and Harry did not need to go to support, which disappointed many members of the Harry Potter fan club.

The weather gradually became wet and cold. Looking out from the Gryffindor Tower, you can often see the scenery of heavy snow, and there is almost nothing else to see outside except the dark place of the Forbidden Forest.

Ron thought Hermione was too slow to clean up, so he dragged Harry to the auditorium first.

"Harry, are you going back for Christmas break?" Ron wrapped his fists in the wide sleeves of his robes, leaving only the bundled textbooks exposed.The draft swept across the hall, making him shiver.

"No." Harry said indifferently: "Mr. Dursley and his family often go on vacation at Christmas, and there is no one at home at this time."

"Oh, then I'll stay with you too..." Ron thought, although Christmas at their house is very lively every time, most of the reason is because there are so many people and the house is warm, and George and Fred His prank made everyone angry.

"En." Harry responded softly, drinking hot milk while teasing with his fingers the golden snitches that had been flying around him since he woke up in the morning.

Ron reached out his hand jealously and wanted to push it aside, but he did not expect it to dodge it nimbly. After all, it was also a golden snitch who had molested many Seekers, so it would not be so easy to be touched.

"Why does it keep following you?" Ron looked enviously at the Golden Snitch circling around Harry, cute.

"I don't know, maybe we are destined." Harry poked the Snitch again, as if he thought the little guy was cute, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and once again showed the gentle expression that only when he saw a small animal.

In fact, the reason why Harry is accompanied by a golden snitch is also because of the famous Hogwarts Quidditch match.Surrounded by hordes of broomsticks, the Golden Snitch was a little confused when he saw this scene for the first time.Until it was drawn towards the young Gryffindor Seeker by the tail of the broom, it looked at Harry with a confident expression on his face, and opened his immature and calloused fingers to meet him.

Flying closer and closer, the Snitch saw Seeker's green eyes and short messy black hair. A sense of deja vu acquainted him, and he recalled the same guy who held it in the palm of his hand again and again more than ten years ago. Handsome Seeker with glasses.

Sometimes love comes so suddenly, but when it realizes, it's already too late.

So from the moment the golden snitch was held in Harry's palm, it decided to follow Harry.Lying on the same pillow at night, nestling quietly on top of his messy black head during the day, stretching out his little golden wings from time to time.

In fact, many other students often notice this little guy, because it is really very conspicuous. Being next to the conspicuous Harry Potter is not a concept that one plus one equals two.There will always be someone who sneaks up to catch it, but Ron has been with Harry the longest, and he has never seen anyone catch it.

So far, only Harry has been able to touch it.

Christmas is coming soon, and Hermione decided to go home to spend the holidays with her parents. Most of the students didn't plan to stay in Hogwarts, which made Harry and Ron almost occupy the entire Gryffindor dormitory. If it weren't for the girls There were knocker handles at the door to the dormitories, and Ron might even have to break into the girls' dormitories.

The first few days of the Christmas holiday were almost spent on the night tour where Ron dragged Harry. It was not until Christmas Eve that Ron let Harry go, and lay in bed early in the excitement of looking forward to the gift .

"Harry, how about we go to Slytherin to find out tomorrow?" Before the lights were turned off, Ron asked Harry's suggestion excitedly, "Or should we go find the entrance to Hufflepuff?"

Finally, they don't have to worry about being caught by Filch because of night tours, and they can go exploring during the daytime.

"I'm going to the Owl Tower first."

"What are you doing there?! It's so cold!"

"Go get them a little Christmas present."

"as long as you are happy……"

When he woke up the next day, Harry was woken up by Ron, and this was the first time since school started that Ron got up earlier than Harry.Excitedly, he picked up all the presents at the foot of the bed and put them on the bed, nestled under the quilt again and began to unwrap the presents.

Harry just calmly climbed off the bed. After washing and getting dressed, he turned his attention to the pile of presents beside the bed. At this time, Ron had almost unpacked them.

"Hey Harry, look!" Ron pulled out a crimson sweater. Anyway, the upper body was cold outside the quilt, so he put it on over the pajamas. "My mother knit another one for me. Last year she I still wear the socks that were given to me.”

After he finished speaking, he took out another dark blue sweater from the package, "Wow, she knitted one for you too!" After speaking, he looked at Harry.

Harry was also busy unwrapping presents at this time, and he had an unusually large number of presents, about two or three times as many compared to Harry's relatives who had little contact with the wizarding world and the very small circle of friends.

"Why are there so many?" To be honest, Ron was a little dissatisfied, but he still curiously leaned over to see what Harry had received, and then he saw the love letters organized by Harry—oh, the fan group .

Harry raised his head at this moment, and seeing the sweater in Ron's hand, he happily took it with a smile and put it on his body.

"Thank your mother for me," he said. "I hope she likes my gift too."

"You gave her a gift too?" Ron's eyes widened as if he had heard some shocking news.

"Of course, in order to thank her for helping her at the station." Harry's very reasonable expression made Ron suddenly feel a little embarrassed. He was raised by his mother for 11 years and never thought of giving her any gifts. Maybe there's still time for Christmas presents this year?Just say the owl is late.

He left the largest package among the presents Harry received for last. It was so soft that it was impossible to guess what was inside.And when Ron watched Harry take it apart and shake out an invisibility cloak, he suddenly felt that other gifts were weak!

"Who gave this to you?! It's so cool!" Ron really couldn't help being envious now, screaming strangely while watching Harry put the invisibility cloak on his body.It was also the first time for Harry to see such a miraculous thing, and a subtle smile appeared on his usually expressionless face.

"Now we can go to Harry at night without worry!" Ron patted Harry's shoulder eagerly.That night, the two Gryffindors used the invisibility cloak, but this time it was not Ron, but Harry who suggested it, which is rare.

"Where are you going?" Ron followed Harry curiously, and the two of them hid in the invisibility cloak and walked towards the observatory together.

"Go to the open-air corridor opposite the observatory," Harry whispered. "There's a magical little thing hiding there that hides when it sees people."

"How do you know this? Don't tell me it was Fred who told you." Ron has had enough of Harry being tricked and abducted by his twin brother, and he can open the door to a new world every time, " Eighty percent of their news is nonsense."

"Arkin told me." When Harry mentioned 'Arkin', the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Who is Ah Jin..."

"It's the name I gave it." After Harry finished speaking, the Golden Snitch appeared out of nowhere to show his presence.

"Can you still understand what the Snitch said? No...it can talk!?"

"He's a very noisy little guy, and he whispers in my ear a lot," Harry replied seriously, "but the stories he tells are very interesting."

Is Harry crazy or am I crazy?What's wrong with this world?

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Harkin = Harry X Snitch (????

There should be a barrage at this time: God TM Ha Jin (Quick Enough)

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☆、Magical gossip

Harry and Ron advanced silently down the hallway, emboldened by the cloak of invisibility, and even Ron wasn't worried about attracting Filch by speaking.

"I've never heard of that kind of creature in the school!" Ron admired a little, "I really want George and Fred to come and see it~ so they won't keep bragging to me about their usefulness to the school." How well understood!"

It was not the first time Harry saw Ron excited, he smiled lightly, and didn't say much, but the next second he put his hand around Ron's waist, preventing him from moving forward.

"What's the matter?" Ron looked at Harry puzzled, followed the other's gaze to the intersection ahead, squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and found that the shadow on the ground was dancing lightly and getting closer.

Ron didn't know what it was, but there was no sound at all, it was definitely not human, and he grabbed Harry's cuff and wanted to run in the opposite direction.Harry followed Ron's direction, and the two of them hid in a corner next to them.

The jumping shadow quickly turned into the corridor where they were. Ron craned his neck to look, and immediately rolled his eyes—it turned out to be Filch's cat, and he was playing with my feelings.

But that didn't mean they were safe. The presence of Mrs. Norris meant that Filch was nearby, and they were debating whether to wear an invisibility cloak and wait for Mrs. Norris to leave, or just run away.However, Mrs. Norris helped them make a decision, and the cat sensitively discovered the two Gryffindors hiding in the shadows.

'Meow--'

"It's signaling to Filch!" Ron growled in a low voice, pulled Harry and ran away, the wind blowing past him blew the invisibility cloak up, Madam Norris yelled again, and followed closely behind them .

The two were half-chased and half-chased by Mrs. Norris and ran to an unfamiliar door. They flashed through the door without hesitation and shut Mrs. Norris out.To Ron's surprise, he soon heard Mrs. Norris' cry in the distance, obviously not intending to stick to the door at all.

"When did it get so friendly?!" Ron looked at Harry beside him in disbelief.

"Akin helped me lure her away." Harry said, and Ron realized that the golden snitch had disappeared at some point.

"It's so sweet..." Ron was no longer worried about being discovered by Filch, but relaxed. He proposed to find another way back to the dormitory from here, but when he turned around, he found that it was a man who ran in in a panic. Empty classrooms and no other way out.And the only thing in the classroom is a tall standing mirror in the middle.

"Fortunately, Ajin went to lure Filch's cat away, otherwise we would be killed today..." Ron exhaled with some fear, and walked to the mirror.

"Hey, Harry! Look!"

Ron seemed to have discovered the voice of the New World, urging Harry to leave from the door, and they moved together in front of the mirror.The mirror was at least as tall as two of them, and the surface was covered with a thin layer of dust. There were also many scratches on the mirror surface, making it look old.

As soon as Harry stood in front of the mirror, he was deeply attracted by the mirror - there was a dazzling starry sky inside, no, maybe the Milky Way would be more appropriate.

The vast Milky Way, shining with bright starlight, is not disturbed by the dust and scratches on the mirror, and the stars flicker slowly, as if to contain everything.The nebula swirled autonomously over time, and Harry found that he could make out almost every single star.

Harry was surprised to find that it was easy for him to spot where the earth was. It wasn't the brightest, but there was a faint blue shimmer, which made it hard to move your eyes.From the vast ocean to the towering mountains, from the hot equator to the cold poles; from dense jungles to bustling cities, from ancient ruins to modern civilization; people's faces are either happy or angry, sad or crazy It fully demonstrates the prosperity and diversity of this vast world.

There will be no more conflicts among human beings, everyone will act with humility, the war will not continue, the famine will no longer spread, the children’s faces will be full of smiles, and animals will no longer be hunted. Leigh raised his lips involuntarily.

"Harry? Harry!" Ron tugged at Harry's sleeve before pulling him back from his fugue, "What did you see?"

"I saw the Milky Way." Harry said, the pleasant smile on his lips still lingering.

"Galaxy? What is that?" Ron, who grew up in the magic world, said he didn't know what it was.

"I talked about it in astronomy class."

"Well I didn't hear..."

At this time, the two little Gryffindors, who were in full swing, didn't notice the strangeness of the mirror beside them, but even if someone stared at the mirror closely, they couldn't tell that there was anything strange about it, because it was not a moving magic itself. Items, but at the moment the heart of the mirror is like a stormy sea.

It's been a mirror for hundreds of years, but since it drove a wizard mad, there's never been a chance to see anything alive.The location being moved this time was actually somewhat unexpected, and it never expected to have the opportunity to meet such a young young wizard.

But it never expected that it has read the hearts of thousands of wizards, but none of them can have such a pure desire like this child named Harry Potter-his heart contains the entire universe.

It's really hard to imagine that a person's heart can hold so many things, maybe he hasn't seen enough wizards, but maybe it's just because Harry Potter is the most special one.

It expects to open Harry Potter's heart again and taste the universe in his heart. That sincere expectation makes it addictive like a drug.It doesn't know what's wrong with it, but it has never experienced the mad desire for something.After a few minutes, no one stood in front of it again, even if it was just passing by, it was extremely disappointed, and regretted why it didn't take a few more glances just now.

When Harry and Ron were caught by Dumbledore, it was impossible not to be nervous. Ron swallowed, carefully looking at the great wizard in front of him, their headmaster.But unexpectedly, the principal did not make things difficult for the two Gryffindor cubs.

Dumbledore looked at Ron, whose face was still blushing with excitement, and Harry, who had no waves on his face but couldn't hide the smile on his mouth, and smiled softly.

"It seems that you all found fun in the mirror." Dumbledore reached out and put the glasses on the tip of his nose so that he could see the faces of the two children clearly. "What did you all see?"

"...I saw that I became the president of the Boys' Union, wearing a Quidditch uniform, surrounded by championship trophies!" Ron immediately couldn't wait to share what he saw with others, and he was so excited, "And the Snitch around me!" he added.

"A very good wish, Ron." Dumbledore smiled, obviously not surprised by this.He looked at Harry again, his blue eyes gentle and calm, waiting for Harry to speak.

"I saw the Milky Way." Harry answered the question again.

"Oh~..." Dumbledore responded softly, stroking his long beard with his right hand, "You are very special, Harry."

"...you're special, Harry..."

The day before the end of the Christmas holidays, Hermione went back to school.Ron imitated Dumbledore's tone and repeated it to her, obviously he was not convinced for Harry, because Harry did not receive any substantial encouragement or appreciation.Hermione, however, focused on their day and night outings.

"You guys weren't caught by Filch! You should really be thankful for your good luck!" Hermione said in a reproachful tone.

"Actually, Mrs. Norris discovered it once, but Ajin helped us lure it away."

"Who is Ah Jin?"

"Harry's Golden Snitch." Ron obviously had completely accepted the Golden Snitch following Harry.

"You can actually communicate with it?!" Hermione looked at Harry in shock. "Do golden snitches have their own language? But who do they usually talk to? Because you know... there is usually only one golden snitch."

"Akin can speak English." Harry explained calmly.

"What?!" Now Ron and Hermione were shocked together, "Why didn't I know?!" The two shouted in unison.

"Maybe it's because there is no destiny." Harry said something that Ron couldn't understand, and the latter turned his suspicious eyes to Hermione.

"Maybe it's because we don't actually have the chance to hear the Snitch talking in our ears," Hermione shrugged. "After all, their favorite thing to do is to stay away from us."

It makes sense, I'm speechless...

After Christmas, the school is lively again, and the Quidditch competition is still going on.Most of the students are still immersed in the joy of the Christmas holiday, and they can't take it easy for a long time.However, just when Ron started to complain about Snape's unfairness and Harry was still prepping with the spirit of being a master, Hermione broke out a shocking news.

"What did you say?!" Ron looked at Hermione with a slug-eating expression on his face.

"I said, Professor Quirrell and Snape secretly met at night!" Hermione repeated to him dutifully.

"The two of them..." Ron swallowed, and after wandering his eyes for a long time, he turned back to Hermione. He was really at a loss for words, and finally asked hesitantly, "Is there that one?"

"I also heard from Ravenclaw. It is said that one of Hufflepuff's students peeped at him during a night tour. Snape had Professor Quirrell on the wall, and they were very close... "Hermione briefly mentioned the source of the news, and Ron was relieved to hear that it was not the twin brother.

"But I think there must be something strange about it, it's not as simple as a private meeting." Hermione frowned solemnly, "I could see clearly during Harry's match that Snape was cursing Harry. So Whether Professor Quirrell is with him or is being threatened, it is not a good thing, we have to find out."

"..." Ron was silent for a while, looked at Harry, who was not fluctuating, and then looked at Hermione.

"Hermione, why can you tell a gossip so uninteresting yet well-founded?"

The author has something to say: In the first half, I think my writing is full of connotation and depth... I think I can’t write it anymore, but I found out that I only wrote 300 words, and the composition really wasn’t written by a human_(:з」∠ )_

In the last chapter, there was a scene where the little angel begged Hermione, so I gave her the role =w=~

By the way, let me explain the communication between Harry and the Golden Snitch (*￣︶￣)y

Then don't ask me what happened in the end, my brain is running wildly in a terrible direction Σ(°△°|||)︴

☆, the voice of the dragon

Since Hermione shared this shocking gossip with them, Ron said that he could no longer look directly at Snape and Quirrell, and every time he was in class, he wanted to bury his head in the table, even if he was called up to answer questions, his eyes were blurred With the wind.However, even being deducted points by Snape couldn't save Ron's brain hole, and he still couldn't bear to look directly at Snape.

It was even worse in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. Ron could even see a trace of pitiful feeling from Quirrell's usual shrinking and stammering. Ron thought he must be crazy.

"Hermione, am I crazy?"

"Oh, you are indeed crazy!" After Hermione heard Ron's complaint again, even the most patient person would explode, "That gossip has long been out of fashion, why can't you forget it?!"

"I can't forget it!!" Ron tugged at his hair and yelled hysterically, looking at Harry who was surprisingly quiet, "Harry save me!!"

"Why don't you go and confirm it with the professor?" Harry suggested calmly, not feeling that there was anything wrong with the proposal, but this proposal was rejected by Ron and Hermione in the next second with horror on their faces.

When the weather became colder and the ice began to melt, they received an invitation from Hagrid to go to his hut for a cup of hot milk tea together.After the last class in the afternoon, the three of them put the textbooks back in the dormitory, added a warm robe over the robes, rewrapped the scarves, and left the castle.

"Hagrid! Here we come!" Hermione knocked vigorously on the door of the hunting lodge, and soon heard a rattling sound inside, and waited for a while before the door was opened.

"Oh, good evening!" Hagrid was obviously in a good mood, and hurriedly invited Harry and the others into the house, "Come in, it's cold outside."

After Ron entered the house, he chopped the icicles off his shoes, and then he heard a sound that made him feel ominous, and he suddenly raised his head