Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 131 Snape, stay away from Harry! (Third update ~ please subscribe ~)

"You seem to have a good understanding." Harry looked at Dumbledore.

The moonlight is bright and clear, and it is full of boats.

"Not everyone is like you." Dumbledore looked complicated, "Who hasn't done a few wrong things?"

"The first 50, 60 years of my life were failures, even though they earned me the title of 'Greatest White Wizard'."

Harry shook his head: "Remember what I told you?"

"Staying away from politics is the greatest wisdom."

As he spoke, he stopped.

"If it wasn't for saving the godfather, I wouldn't want to exchange a word with such a person."

Dumbledore laughed.

He can tell the truth from the lie.

Harry never changed.

"Relaxed now?" Harry shot him an annoyed look.

Dumbledore was still smiling: "You have to forgive an old man who has done wrong things all his life for looking forward and backward."

"Professor, I'm not as good as you in many ways." The boat approached the shore, Harry turned the cat back into the water, "but I have one thing, much better than you."

Dumbledore shook his head: "You are better than me in many ways."

"I consider Hogwarts home." Harry stood up and looked towards the castle, "What about you?"

Dumbledore was about to answer.

"I know what you want to say." Harry took a step ahead of him. "Professors are your relatives, and students are your children. You know every student's name and even their ideals."

"But what about Hogwarts?"

"Just Hogwarts?"

"What is it to you?"

Dumbledore froze, he sat on the boat blankly.

"Great strength is bound." Harry looked back at Dumbledore. "Don't let the past hold you back, my dear Professor Albus."

"I'm always on the move."

He jumped onto the shore and waved his arms vigorously at Dumbledore: "Then good night, professor, have a good dream tonight!"

The young figure walked steadily towards the castle.

Dumbledore just sat there, watching like this, until the figure walked into the castle, and Fox fell into his arms, rubbing his face affectionately, and then he came back to his senses.

"Old friend, it's a good thing you're still here." Dumbledore hugged Fawkes, stepped off the boat carefully, and walked back to the castle.

Gryffindor lounge.

Ron and Hermione were doing their homework, and some of the junior and senior lion cubs hadn't gone to rest yet. These were all children influenced by Harry and the others.

Sorry for not studying hard.

"Harry, are you just back now?" When Harry sat next to her, Hermione asked, "Professor Dumbledore is finally willing to give you extra lessons?"

Harry shook his head: "I'm not in the office today, I went out to practice."

"Get out?" Ron raised his head, a little surprised, and looked at Harry with pity, "Oh, no, then you really have to suffer."

"It was fine during the day, but I don't know what happened at night, and the weather became a mess, with wind, rain, and thunder."

"It came and went quickly, but it was really uncomfortable."

"Percy went out on a date and got soaked."

Harry nodded: "That's my class today."

Ron was taken aback.

Hermione almost didn't react either.

"What is Professor Dumbledore teaching you?" Ron stammered, unable to speak fluently.

Manipulating the weather, this...

Isn't it the method of ordinary wizards?

"A weather spell?" Hermione quickly recalled.

Harry nodded.

Hermione pursed her lips: "That's the content of newts, which is a bit more difficult than the Patronus Charm."

"It's actually simpler than the Patronus Charm." Harry waved his hand, "I can teach you the Patronus Charm once Ron has mastered it."

Ron lowered his head, shivering.

He consulted Percy, last year's Advanced Charms class, their sixth graders started to learn the Patronus Charm, even an excellent student like Percy who got all 'O's, hadn't fully mastered it yet.

How long has Hermione been practicing?

It's not more than a month when it's full.

"Ron, you have to work hard." Hermione said calmly.

Ron nodded, his voice timid: "Well, I will."

As he said that, he suddenly thought of something, and reached out his hand to Harry: "Harry, last time Hermione used your wand to cast it successfully, can you lend me your wand?"

Harry handed over his wand.

Ron held it in his hand, and there was an aura of disgust from the cedar stick. He chanted the spell, but the magic power was not transmitted through the wand, and nothing happened.

Ron still wants to try.

"It's resisting you." Harry couldn't stand it, and reminded him.

Ron was taken aback.

"Wand, the wand is resisting you." Harry explained clearly.

Ron reluctantly handed back his wand, looked at Hermione, a little incredulous: "Why would you resist me? Harry, obviously I'm your friend too."

"Hermione can, I can't?"

Hermione snorted happily, but said nothing, and continued to turn the pages, her ears blushing slightly.

"It's not a question of changing wands." Harry wiped his wand and waved it lightly, and a glass of milk appeared in his hand. "It's a question of belief."

Ron frowned even tighter.

Beliefs and everything are too empty.

The same is true for Percy, who is also stuck on the "belief" level.

"It's a natural feeling." Hermione said, reminding him, "It's just a 'boo', and I suddenly understand that I need to release the Patronus."

Hearing this, Ron was a little creepy, and he shrank his neck: "Oh, no, the sound of 'boo' will only make me feel that my head has been pulled out."

Hermione rolled her eyes and looked at Harry: "How are you going to spend Christmas this year?"

Professor McGonagall was soliciting interest from little wizards during this time, and Hermione hadn't had time to fill out that form yet.

"Stay at the castle," Harry said.

"Not going home with Sirius?" Hermione asked.

Harry shook his head: "The two of us, no, the three of us, together, can't make up a complete family."

Hermione froze.

What are these... called?

"I haven't repaired Potter's old house." Harry continued with a smile, "During the summer vacation, I never thought that my godfather would be so stupid."

"The godfather doesn't want to go back to Black's old house, and that house has not been lived in for more than ten years. The situation is probably very bad now."

"As for Uncle Lupine, you know his situation well. Since the beginning of school, it has been the most comfortable six months since he graduated."

Hermione opened her mouth and tried her best, but she couldn't hold back any words of comfort. Those were all vain and far-fetched, and even if she said them, she didn't feel down-to-earth.

After a while, she sighed: "Well, I will stay at Hogwarts this year too."

"Why did you stay?" Ron asked.

Hermione replied casually: "My parents are going to France for Christmas this year. I don't really want to go. I have already played once during the summer vacation."

Curiosity was satisfied, Ron lowered his head again and continued reading.

Christmas finally came in the expectations of the little wizards.

When Harry woke up, there was another mountain of presents at the foot of the bed.

He took everything apart.

Professor Dumbledore sent a pair of woolen socks and tried them on. They were soft and firm, which Harry liked very much, so he put them on immediately.

Professor Lupine sent a copy of Defense Against the Dark Arts notes, which he summed up over the years.

As for Sirius...

He is flamboyant.

The package sent was the largest of all, all kinds of prank props, potion ingredients, and other than that, there were also serious things, a few ancient, thick potions, alchemy notes.

Another bed.

Ron was a little dazed: "Harry, what did Hermione give you?"

"A weather bottle, what's wrong?" With a wave of Harry's wand, a gift box flew out, and the ribbon was untied, revealing the contents.

Ron held up a book: "She gave me a book."

"Maybe she gave you her cheats because you have worked hard in studying recently." Harry replied casually.

Ron's tone was complicated: "But the name of this book is "The Encyclopedia of Feline Animals". The pictures on it are not moving yet. It is a book for ordinary people."

Harry was taken aback for a moment, and said earnestly: "That's more important to you."

"You have to read this book carefully."

Ron said "Oh", although he didn't know what the book was useful for, but since Harry said so, then do as Harry said, there will be no mistakes.

Wait until they finish unwrapping all presents.

Go to the auditorium with Hermione who was waiting in the lounge.

Sirius and Lupine were already sitting at the table, discussing something cheerfully.

"Morning, Harry!" Sirius greeted them happily, and went to Diagon Alley, his whole appearance changed drastically.

Her hair was neatly groomed, her black teeth turned white, and she was dressed in a gleaming robe.

It seems that the only thing that can confirm the years of his escape is his emaciated figure.

"It's noon, Godfather," Harry replied.

"Do you like my gift?" Sirius winked at him, "It was carefully chosen by me."

"Those books are great." Harry replied without thinking.

Sirius shook his head and waved his hands: "I'm not talking about those books, but those little props."

Harry thought about it, glanced at the Weasley brothers, expressionless: "I will let them fulfill their mission and get a good home."

Sirius didn't hear another meaning at all, nodded and laughed loudly: "That's right!"

"Harry, little wizards should be more lively."

Snape sneered: "Lively, but not troublesome."

Sirius stood up abruptly, and looked at Snape viciously: "Snotty, are you doing something wrong?"

"I'm just correcting what your empty brain said." Snape squinted his eyes sharply, "Mr. Potter managed to stay calm, and you can't let him spoil you."

Sirius slapped the table: "It's you who brought him down!"

"Look at what he's talking about now!"

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