[TSNxHP] Fall in love with Whomping Willow

The news of Professor Zuckerberg's resignation caused the students to revel in a whole summer vacation, but when the new semester came, they discovered that the new Potions professor, Severness Snape, was better at speaking than others. Professor Kelberg is even better.

Even a small group of Gryffindor students took the risk of writing to Mark, begging Mark to return to Hogwarts with every word and tear.

Mark took a gloating attitude towards this. Although he had joined the Order of the Phoenix to fight, he still took the opportunity to go back to Hogwarts to meet the headmaster, and secretly turned into a black cat to attend half of the class.

"Professor Snape not only has a richer choice of words, but also has a more precise and profound attack. I feel sorry for the students who gave me the nickname 'Whipping Willow' back then. If they are lucky enough to understand Snape With the demeanor of the professor, I will gladly give him this nickname."

Mark, who returned from the audition, described Eduardo in this way.

Eduardo, who was still reluctant to talk to him, couldn't help laughing.After laughing, he still kept an overly polite distance from Mark.

Mark was not discouraged, he had a plan in advance.

They're on a mission in London, and there's word inside that the Death Eaters are going to strike within days.As night fell, Mark took the initiative to watch the night instead of Longbottom. He went up to the top of the building with a handsome smile that he had secretly practiced in front of the mirror, and then he saw his night watch partner.

Remus Lupin.

Lupine, who finally understood why Savarin wanted to change time with him, looked at Mark's face as black as the bottom of a cauldron, and joked, "Fortunately, today is not a full moon."

Mark rolled his eyes rudely.

Lupine smiled, returned to his worrying thoughts, and gradually tightened his eyebrows again.

The rooftop is very quiet.

"Why don't you leave?"

The sudden sound made Lupine reflexively grasp his wand, only to find that it was Mark who relaxed, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I was thinking about something, you just said...?"

Mark draws out and repeats, "I'm asking why you didn't choose to leave. I think they've kept it decent, but still, you do feel ostracized."

"I'm not going to be a deserter," said Lupine, frowning after a brief pause.

Mark shrugged: "If you don't answer the question correctly, ten points will be deducted from Gryffindor."

Lupine looked at Mark strangely, trying to change the subject: "I thought you didn't care about people other than Professor Savarin."

"True," Mark admitted confidently, "but social etiquette requires me to pay due attention to my boyfriend's friends."

Your boyfriend didn't even come to the vigil to avoid you, Lupine complained from the bottom of his heart, and looked at the confident Zuckerberg with almost admiration.He thought for a while, and finally he was willing to give an honest answer: "Sirius, James, and Peter, they still need me, and I can't leave when they are in danger. When the war is over, maybe everything will be fine... "

Mark raised his eyebrows and only let out a disapproving "ha".

After all, Lupine is not a good old man willing to suffer. This time he took the initiative to provoke the topic: "They say you have a heart*, you know, considering your style on the battlefield."

"Have a hairy heart" is a wizard saying, which comes from the third chapter "The Wizard's Hairy Heart" in "The Tales of Beedle the Poet", and it is used to describe a cold, hard-hearted wizard.

The "style on the battlefield" mentioned by Lupine refers to the various behaviors that caused great controversy when Mark first joined the Order of the Phoenix.

Whenever encountering a Death Eater, Mark's habit is this: start with an Imperius Curse, hold a Death Eater, and give him the order "Attack the Death Eater at any cost"; then use the Cruciatus Curse and the Shattering Curse And eye disease spells, and occasionally experimenting with some strange spells, he himself called it "giving Death Eaters an opportunity to contribute to the progress of charm science, in order to realize the value that does not exist in itself".

Once, when the Order of the Phoenix was in a bitter battle, Mark suddenly threw out a lot of small potion bottles, which contained what Muggles called oil, and gave each one a "flaming bear".Even though Mark's actions turned the Order of the Phoenix into victory, its power and the tragedy it caused are really shocking.

Mad-Eye Moody has expressed his distrust of Mark many times, because "I've never seen a good wizard use the Unforgivable Curse like he doesn't care!".

In the face of Lupine's slight provocation, Mark still shrugged: "I never claimed that I was a good person. 'They', were never on my list of concern."

"Very few people live like you...self-centered, Mr. Zuckerberg," Lupine said with half envy and half complexity in his heart, unable to hear praise or criticism.

Mark accepted it as a compliment without hesitation: "I've never belonged to the majority."

The topic came to an end.

The next day Mark stayed in the room he occupied alone under the banner of brewing potions. He didn't know if he was trying to catch up on sleep or something. Eduardo was unmoved at first, but when another day passed, Mark remained the same. The door was closed, which meant he hadn't eaten. Eduardo had to fetch him some food.

He opened the door and saw Mark staring at the door in a daze.

been counted.

Eduardo puts the tray on the table and turns to leave, but Mark isn't stupid enough to watch him go.

"I'm very sorry."

Eduardo stops, his back still to Mark.

"I really knew I was wrong," Mark said sincerely, holding Eduardo's elbow tentatively, "I shouldn't have kept it from you."

Eduardo turned around, naturally swept Mark's hand off, moved away from him, and folded his arms: "What else?"

Mark looks blank.

Eduardo was finally blown up: "Principal Dumbledore told me! You asked him to cast an Oblivion Curse on me before you passed out! Zuckerberg, how dare you! Ah, I'm sorry, it's my fault, daredevil Zuckerberg Mr. Ge is afraid to do anything! How great you are!"

"I thought I was going to"

"To shut up!"

Eduardo could swear that if Mr. Zuckerberg dared to say that sentence in full in front of him, he would roll up his sleeves and give Mark a good fix.

However, Mr. Zuckerberg didn't know which part of the brain was wrong, so he laughed softly.

"Mr. Zuckerberg, did something I say make you laugh?" Eduardo's eyes narrow dangerously.

"I just remembered that before NEWTs, you stormed into the Slytherin common room and broke relations with me," Mark said as he approached Eduardo, "using the same password I told you, and by the way, I've been using it ever since Officially considered a traitor to the Academy."

When it was mentioned that he was impulsive when he was young, Eduardo's ears turned red, but his anger remained undiminished, and he was not convinced: "And what's so ridiculous about this memory?"

"I don't think it's funny," Mark explained unhurriedly, "I mean, this time, we somehow figured it out, I mean, you know I love you, right? Even if I'm wrong Some things, I don't want to tell you any more lies, to be honest, if I had the chance to do it again, I would still make the same choice, and Mr. Savarin, you know the reason why I don't repent. Don't you?"

Eduardo still wanted to be angry, but the whole person had already relaxed, he raised his eyebrows, his beautiful brown eyes were full of indulgence, and replied mockingly: "You mean 'you're an asshole'? Thank you , I do understand and have a deep understanding.”

Mark wraps his arms around Eduardo's waist - tentatively at first, then quickly wraps him in his arms.

He steals a kiss from Eduardo's lips, and then says with resignation, "Okay, okay, you'll have years and years of experience with me asshole."

No one thought the war would end like this.

A month later, to be precise, on October 10, Voldemort attacked the Potters' home. He killed James Potter, who tried to cover his wife and children from escaping, and then killed Lily Potter, who bravely protected his son. Finally, when he tried to kill Harry Potter, something magical happened. Voldemort was hit by the Avada Kedavra, and based on the scene, the Ministry of Magic believed him to be dead.

And the young Harry Potter left a lightning-like scar on his forehead, and he was called the Boy Who Lived.

The Ministry of Magic believes that after betraying the Potters, Sirius brutally killed Peter Pettigrew who revealed his crimes, and blew up a street of Muggles. Aurors arrested him on the spot and put him in Azkaban*.

Part of Bella's loyal Death Eaters fought back violently. They didn't believe that Voldemort was dead, they searched for Voldemort's whereabouts everywhere, and launched a bloody revenge on the Order of the Phoenix. The Longbottoms were tortured mad by them with the Cruciatus Curse. Ge Hospital announced that it was unable to treat him and could only be hospitalized for a long time.

Finally, the last straw.

"A Death Eater exposed Barty Crouch Jr."

Barty Crouch Jr.'s identity as a Death Eater was revealed, and the reputation of Barty Crouch, the director of the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, plummeted. Fudge is elected Minister for Magic.

Although the entire wizarding world is still recovering from the trauma, sooner or later people will realize that what Mark has done in the Wizengamot court is actually a testament to how great his spells really are.

This also means that the Death Eaters will realize that Mark is fooling Voldemort.

Mark and Eduardo sent owls to send farewell letters to Principal Dumbledore and Lupine, and left the wizarding world overnight.

The names of Mark Zuckerberg and Eduardo Savarin were gradually forgotten by the wizarding world.

Harry Potter, the former savior, and now the head of the Department of Legal Enforcement of the Ministry of Magic, has an unsolvable trouble.

His second son, Albus Severus Potter, was not only sorted into Slytherin, but also made a bad friend in the college-Scorpius Hyperion Malfoy.

He thought a wise head of Slytherin could improve the situation.

Therefore, he is taking Albus to the United States with Principal McGonagall. The new professor of Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts that Principal McGonagall prefers is living in seclusion in this country on the other side of the ocean. Harry is not at ease. After learning that Principal McGonagall was going to invite someone in person, he insisted on bringing his son along.

Standing in front of the courtyard of a high-tech mansion villa, Principal McGonagall is still persuading Harry: "I still have to say you are too nervous, Harry, Albus is a good boy, and so is Scorpius. You shouldn't prejudice against them."

"It's not prejudice, it's vigilance," Harry insisted. "I'm on good terms with Malfoy, but Scorpius, I do have my doubts."

Principal McGonagall looked at the stubborn Albus and sighed.

The tall courtyard door slid open automatically, and a scooter stopped in front of Harry and his party, and a prompt sounded: "Please get in the car."

Albus lit up his eyes and was the first to sit on it.

Harry turned to Principal McGonagall, and asked suspiciously, "Are there really two gentlemen who fought for the Order of the Phoenix in the First Wizarding War?"

Principal McGonagall replied cautiously: "Mr. Zuckerberg has always been very innovative and adventurous."

After walking for a few minutes by scooter, I finally saw the whole picture of the mansion, as well as the owner waiting outside the door.

He looked about my age, maybe even younger, Harry thought to himself, maybe that was the elixir of life.

Eduardo had already seen the visitors through video surveillance, and he wanted to take Mark out to meet Professor McGonagall, but Mark was addicted to testing the new AI and couldn't help himself.

"Professor McGonagall," Eduardo greeted with a smile, "Oh, now it's time to call you Principal McGonagall."

After hugging Principal McGonagall, Eduardo turned to Harry: "You have Lily's eyes, you must be Harry. Nice to see you again, although you probably don't remember us, you were too young then."

Harry was taken aback by Eduardo's natural elder attitude, and then smiled: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Savarin."

"Then," Eduardo held out his hand to Albus, "Hello, Albus."

Having received the attention of an adult Eduardo, Albus visibly revived. When he followed Eduardo into the house, he asked questions all the way curiously. Eduardo patiently explained to him what is a sweeping robot, an intelligent control panel, and an artificial intelligence housekeeper. And explain that these are the hobbies of my lover - Mark.

Mr. Savarin is very suitable as a teacher. Harry made a staged summary. As for the other master who has not met yet, from the current point of view, both Hermione and Mr. Weasley will like him, and Ron's attitude depends on Hermione. How much Min would like him.Thinking of this, Harry, who was always busy with the company's affairs on weekdays, was rarely relieved, and smiled amusedly.

But obviously, Mr. Zuckerberg, who was taken out of the work room by Mr. Savarin, is not an easy person to get along with.

"So", Mark slumped lazily on the sofa, and Eduardo slapped his hand trying to grab the tablet, "Why do we go back to teaching in the wild and backward wizarding society? Sorry, Principal McGonagall, I didn't mean to slander my alma mater , but you also know that Hogwarts does not have electricity, let alone the Internet."

Principal McGonagall gave Mark a majestic look, which made Mark sit up straighter: "Dumbledore originally wanted to invite you back, and Remus mentioned that you helped him, and you gave him free money when he was poor. Supplying wolfsbane, Sirius wanted to come and see you, but, you know... Anyway, you are always on our minds. Hogwarts is always committed to hiring the best teachers for its children, Hogwarts Need you and Eduardo."

Harry didn't know about these episodes, and looked at Mark and Eduardo in surprise. He had heard Principal McGonagall say that they were friends with his parents, but he didn't know that they had such good friendships with the foursome.

Hearing Professor McGonagall mention Lupine, Mark couldn't help but think of those friends who passed away and the Second Wizarding War they were absent from, and his heart was shaken.

Eduardo reminded at the right time: "By the way, Headmaster McGonagall, is the Whomping Willow still thriving? The one where Harry drove a flying car and broke some branches?"

"Oh, that tree, it's very good", Principal McGonagall didn't know why, but still answered seriously.

Harry felt Mr. Zuckerberg looking at him with a sudden and obvious approval.

"Ok."

Mark rolled his eyes, agreed reluctantly, and finally seemed to realize that Harry was sitting in his living room and asked, "And you, Mr. Potter, what are you doing here?"

Harry, who already regarded Mark and Eduardo as elders in his heart, said politely: "I followed Headmaster McGonagall and wanted to meet the professor candidate she personally selected. This is my son Albus, he is in Slytherin College , you will be his dean."

Mark raised his eyebrows at this hen's behavior of protecting its cubs.

Albus took the courage out of it, and came forward and said, "Papa lied, he came because he didn't want me and Scorpius to be friends! He wants the new dean to interfere with us!"

After being exposed by his son's polite answer, Harry realized that he might have overreacted, and blushed, "He's a bad friend!"

"Scorpius is not a bad friend!" Albus clenched his fists angrily.

Mark concluded with interest: "So, you think your son made a bad friend and wanted him to leave him?"

Harry, who was confronting his son, nodded abruptly.

"Come here, kid," Mark stood up and waved to Albus, "I heard Wardo say, are you interested in my smart butler? Do you want to see me make popcorn?"

Albus made a face at his father and ran to Mark.

Recognizing the interest in Mark's eyes, Eduardo gave Harry a sympathetic look, and then discussed with Principal McGonagall about the new term.

end of August.

Mark and Eduardo once again set foot on the ground of Hogwarts, seeing everything familiar before them.

Coming back here will always be like coming home.

With a cry, the fiery red phoenix appeared out of thin air, circled down, landed on Eduardo's shoulder, and rubbed Eduardo's outstretched hand.

"Yes, Fox," Eduardo murmurs into it, "we miss him too."

Mark directed their luggage with his wand, and followed Eduardo into the Hogwarts Great Hall.

Note:

*The truth is that Peter Pettigrew betrayed the Potters and blamed Sirius

*In the previous chapter, Nicole May’s teaching was also set up by the author. If someone asks, please specify

When writing this article, although I feel that I have made a little progress in the narrative (?), but the description of ME has obviously regressed, and the confusion has gone astray. The more I write, the more panic I feel.I don't want to wait until I feel like I can't write ME at all before I know it's time to leave, so it's time to officially say goodbye.Sorry to break my promise.I will not write ME in the future, nor will I update it.