Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 32 Shampoo Your Hair, Professor (please read on~)

"What happened?" Professor McGonagall waved his wand.

The pawns who looked like they were chasing her stopped immediately.

"You beat up Professor Quirrell?"

"Although there are indeed some problems with his teaching method, at least wait for me..."

"I mean, at least do it lightly."

Snape sneered, but he restrained himself a bit to Professor McGonagall: "This is not a professor, but the lackey of the Dark Lord, my dear Professor Minerva."

"Oh, yes, the mysterious man." Professor McGonagall suddenly looked at Harry, "Mr. Weasley told me that you are going to stop the mysterious man."

"You are only a first-year wizard, how dare you..."

Harry blocked Professor McGonagall: "Dumbledore asked me to do this, and I refused twice."

He looked thoughtfully at Snape.

"Dark Lord".

This is a very interesting title, which somewhat carries some respect.

Before that, he had only seen one person use it.

Ollivander the wand dealer.

Snape gouged it out, looking fierce, looking as if he wanted to hang Harry upside down.

"Albus!" Professor McGonagall roared like a lion, "How dare you! How did you assure me that no one can break into Hogwarts, and no one..."

"Minerva, oh dear." Dumbledore waved his hand and smiled wryly, "Don't worry, I'll give you an explanation."

Professor McGonagall subconsciously turned the wand in his hand.

"Minerva, Severus, please send Quirrell to the infirmary." Dumbledore ordered, "Our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor may be in a bad situation."

Professor McGonagall waved his wand and lifted Quirrell into the air.

"Professor McGonagall is not one of those Gryffindor idiots waiting to be fed." Snape stared at Dumbledore, "I don't need to go with her."

"There are three Gryffindors here, Professor Snape." Professor McGonagall said seriously.

Harry and Dumbledore looked at him.

Snape pursed his lips and shook his head.

"Okay, Severus, you can come together." Dumbledore hesitated, nodded, and with a wave of his hand, they walked out of the room and separated at the end of the corridor.

Principal's office.

Dumbledore beckoned them to sit down, and turned to look at the portraits on the wall: "I have something to say to my students, maybe you need to leave for a while?"

The portraits slipped away knowingly, and after a while there were only empty background paintings on the walls.

"Now we can have a good talk." Dumbledore sat down, waved his wand, and poured Harry a glass of milk and Snape a cup of black tea.

"Where did you just say?" Dumbledore thought for a while, "Yes, Voldemort, he was also an excellent student at Hogwarts..."

"I'm not interested in Voldemort's past." Harry interrupted him, "Please don't talk nonsense, just talk about the most important things."

Dumbledore looked serious: "I'm sorry, Harry."

"Because of some other things and my negligence, I failed to discover the essence of Voldemort, and I failed to guide him well to make him the person he is now."

"Please forgive me for tempting you, sometimes people hide it very well."

"Like Voldemort, every professor who taught him thought he was handsome and personable and would make a great Minister for Magic."

Harry thought of Voldemort's face: "Do you have any misunderstanding about handsome?"

"Or... In your aesthetics, having no nose is a cool thing?"

Dumbledore froze for a moment, smiled and shook his head: "No, he was very good-looking when he was young, as handsome as you, and what you see now is his appearance after he has been transformed by black magic."

Harry clicked his tongue: "In that case, I'm afraid I'll have to charge you more."

Dumbledore straightened.

"I want to learn two charms from you," said Harry.

Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.

"Occlumency," Harry said.

Dumbledore smiled: "Of course, even if you don't say it, I'm afraid I will ask you to learn it."

"The Patronus Charm," Harry went on, "of course you do, the Patronus Charm in magical creature form."

Dumbledore nodded: "That's not a problem, it's just...you have to learn the Patronus Charm before you can make some changes."

"When do I come to study with you?" Harry asked.

Dumbledore looked at Snape: "Severus, I think you should be very willing to do me this favor."

"I don't want to." Snape refused decisively, "I can tolerate Potter asking some stupid questions after class, but that's the limit."

"Would you like to spend a lot of time with the troll?"

Harry shook his head: "Dumbledore, this is your responsibility."

"And the smell of Professor Snape's hair oil is a bit unacceptable."

Snape narrowed his eyes and looked at Harry viciously.

Harry was unimpressed.

"Harry, you should have found out, your scar..." Dumbledore instead brought up a new topic.

Harry nodded: "A part of Voldemort? Maybe it's a fragment of the soul, he is really powerful, he can still leave this kind of means before he is seriously injured..."

That love spell, which allowed him to hurt Voldemort.

But why do scars hurt?
Even if the damage is mutual, it should be the palm...

The only thing that can be explained is that this scar does not belong to Harry, but to Voldemort.

Excellent witches like Yennefer and Triss were not found.

"Maybe he didn't notice it himself." Dumbledore shook his head, "Otherwise, with his mind, he would have already affected you through the scar."

Snape listened, his face became more and more gloomy: "Very good!"

"From the next school year, come to my office every Wednesday and Saturday, and I will let you learn Occlumency and the Patronus Charm."

"Not on Wednesday, I have to go to Professor McGonagall's confinement." Harry shook his head.

Snape laughed angrily: "Ah, stupid lion of Gryffindor, is he still proud of breaking school rules?"

"Very well, then every Thursday and Saturday."

Dumbledore smiled with satisfaction: "I knew you, Severus, would definitely help me."

"It's touching that Professor Snape cares so much about me." Harry said with a deadpan expression on his face.

Snape gritted his teeth: "Shut up, Potter!"

"If you can't learn these two spells within one school year, I'll let you taste the troll's anus!"

Harry laughed: "Professor Snape likes trolls so much, it looks like I'll have to find a way to give you one next Christmas."

"For your own head?" Snape sneered.

Dumbledore had a headache, and waved his hand: "Okay, just restrain yourself in front of me, Harry, do you have anything else to ask?"

"How to get rid of this thing." Harry pointed to his forehead.

Dumbledore sighed: "I haven't figured out what he is yet. There are many ways to cut souls in black magic. I'm not sure which one he is."

Harry frowned: "Voldemort grows on his head, he is really interesting, why he loves to take root in people's heads so much."

"So you should learn Occlumency as soon as possible." Dumbledore emphasized, "How do you plan to spend your holiday?"

Harry replied without hesitation: "I should be staying at Professor Flitwick's house. He will introduce me to a master blacksmith. I have collected a lot of materials in the Forbidden Forest, and I can make a pair of leather armor by then."

"Forbidden Forest!" Snape's voice became hoarse. "Think about it with your stupid brain, Potter, that's not the place for you."

Harry shrugged and nodded perfunctorily. He heard it, but couldn't hear it...

"Harry, I think...you have to go back to your aunt's house." Dumbledore tactfully offered his opinion, "I'll talk to Felius."

Harry asked, "Why?"

"That's not pleasant at all, neither for me nor for them."

"Petunia is your aunt." Dumbledore explained, "The curse needs the power of blood to last, at least you have to stay there for a month."

"Do you know Aunt Petunia?" Harry was taken aback for a moment, then quickly noticed the greasy-haired cloak with a more sinister expression, "Professor Snape also knows?"

"Your mother, Lily, she used to be a Muggle." Dumbledore paused. "She was a No-Maj. Petunia also hoped that she could become a little wizard at first, and she wrote to me."

Confused, Harry nodded.

This is why Petunia hates magic so much?
What about Professor Snape...

Snape snorted, and put his wand on Harry's head: "Don't inquire about nonsense, Potter, your desire to peek into other people's hearts should be restrained!"

"Don't worry, after September, I will let you feel the pain of being peeped into your heart by others."

almost simultaneously.

Harry put his wand on Snape's waist: "Thank you, but I sincerely suggest that the professor wash your hair well. Compared with the pain of being read, I can't accept the smell of hair oil."

"Do you want me to cast a spell, Potter?" Snape said grimly.

Harry didn't change his expression: "Maybe you can't take advantage of such a short distance."

Dumbledore pushed down his glasses and felt a little headache: "Okay, even if you want to fight, don't stay in my office, Fox is scared."

"Heh, are you too old to see clearly?"

"I can give you a potion for presbyopia."

Almost at the same time, the two of them sneered.

Fox lay on his stomach in his bed, soundly asleep, without any signs of panic.

Dumbledore waved his hand: "Thank God, I hope you don't fight."

He was suddenly worried.

Give Harry to Snape - although he trusts Snape not to do anything to hurt Harry, Snape also has the ability to smear Harry's face and recover after teaching the class .

Why does Lily and James' child have a mouth so much like Snape's?

Snape stood up: "Come on, Potter, come with me to the office."

"Can't wait to educate me now?" Harry stood up after him.

"Don't forget!" Snape gritted his teeth, "You still have an exam, don't you want notes?"

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