Harry Potter and Master of Magic

Zhang Hao and Lilith chatted for a while, swept away the books in the wooden house, and then prepared to return to the castle.

Before leaving, he turned to look at Lilith and asked subconsciously, "Would you like to go back to the castle with me?"

This beautiful half-blood demon sat on the tree trunk again, humming an unknown tune, with a bit of melancholy in her tranquility.

"No!" She said with a smile: "The human world may not be able to accommodate me. Just as you fear me, I also fear human beings."

Zhang Hao fell into silence when he heard the words. If Lilith hadn't lied, it would be true to an old saying: people are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people seven points.

Lilith was sitting on a tree trunk with her white legs swaying. It was hard to believe that she lived hundreds of years.

But Zhang Hao sees a vague loneliness in her, and an incomprehensible melancholy...

With a sigh in his heart, he turned and walked into the tree hole.

...

Christmas is just around the corner, which also means the holidays are coming.

One morning, Hogwarts woke up from a dream.

The snow on it made it look like it was wearing a thick padded coat.

The Weasley twins used a magic snowball to chase Quirrell around, eventually hitting him behind his hood with the snowball.

Zhang Hao watched this scene helplessly, and he was really sweating for them.

He calmly added force to Snowball, which, like an iron ball, knocked Quirrell's turban down.

Quirrell was dizzy from being smashed, but he picked up the turban as fast as he could and put it over his head.

But it was too late, and many people had already seen that face.

After all, he is the focus at the moment, who would turn a blind eye to him when he was embarrassed?

"Oh! What's the back of Professor Quirrell's head? That's the real reason he's wearing the turban, right?"

"I didn't see it clearly, he blocked it too fast!"

"Yeah! I've only seen half of it, it looks like a face without a nose or eyes. I guess it must be a tattoo, I've seen tattoos like that on the streets of London."

"It turns out that Professor Quirrell has such a hobby. It is indeed rare for wizards to like tattoos."

Zhang Hao was a little regretful, that face seemed to take a certain amount of time to puff up. Before it puffed up, it was as soft as a mask.

It seems that it is impossible to expose Lao Fu for a while.

Thanks to Lao Fu for being able to endure it, otherwise at least one person would have to pay the price with their lives today.

Quirrell stammered to the Weasley brothers for the theory. In order to maintain his character, he still pretended to be very cowardly.

In the end, it was with the intervention of Professor McGonagall that the Weasley brothers received a trivial punishment.

Quirrell's character has not collapsed, Lao Fu has not been exposed, and the lives of the Weasley brothers have been guaranteed.

Everyone seems to be happy, but I don't know if Lao Fu has any revenge.

Zhang Hao was suddenly worried, what if Lao Fu found out that he was doing tricks and secretly attacked him?

This worry only lasted for a moment, because he was confident in his own strength.

Moreover, Lao Fu was unable to kill Harry after lurking for so long, and obviously he did not have the conditions to kill casually.

The matter was quickly forgotten, and Slytherin and Gryffindor had their last Potions class before the holiday.

The weather is getting colder and the basement is not very warm.

As soon as he opened his mouth, there would be a cloud of white air in front of him.

In order to see the situation in the cauldron, the students could only get as close as possible to the cauldron. Sometimes the potion would splash on the face, and the hot person's skin would hurt.

"I feel so sorry for some people!" Draco Malfoy said in Potions class. "They had to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because the family didn't want them."

He looked at Harry as he said this,

Zhang Hao did hear a hint of sympathy in his tone.

The kid Draco seemed to have changed. Although he was still very bearish, at least not so much.

Well! During this time, he was frightened by Zhang Hao!

Because whenever he did something wrong, Zhang Hao would scold him.

Harry rolled Draco's eyes, and went on to prepare the potion again.

"You idiot, you really can't lift the pot without opening it." Zhang Hao said helplessly: "Use your brain before you speak!"

"Cut!" Draco threw a handful of powder into the cauldron and said disdainfully: "It's enough to have your brains, you're so smart, you can definitely solve everything by yourself. Isn't it?"

He hated Zhang Hao just like Ron hated Hermione before.

Zhang Hao laughed dumbly, and said casually, "I'm afraid your brain will get rusty, so you won't be able to tell Parvati and Padma apart. Oh! I forgot, you couldn't tell the difference."

"One of them is Gryffindor and the other is Ravenclaw, and I have nothing to do with them!" Draco said with a frown, "You are a Slytherin, can you not get involved with other academies? Relationship? Make yourself look like a traitor!"

"I am a Hogwarts student first, and then I can be Slytherin. Isn't it?" Zhang Hao said disapprovingly, "Besides, true pride is buried in the bones, and putting it on your face becomes arrogant. Big, understand?"

"Arrogant?" Draco said disapprovingly. "So what?"

"Humility makes people progress, pride makes people regress." Zhang Hao said kindly: "My child! Is your magic stronger than Dumbledore? When did you think he was arrogant?"

Draco was silent for a moment, then suddenly reacted and shouted angrily, "Who do you call a child?"

"Draco!"

Before Zhang Hao could reply, he heard Snape's roar.

Draco's voice was so loud that it disturbed the dark master of Potions.

He looked at Snape in fear, and whispered to Zhang Hao, "Save me! He will kill me!"

"No! No!" Zhang Hao replied in a low voice: "Don't worry! He is a calm person, he won't go crazy and even kill his own people. Watch it! He will definitely not deduct your points."

Draco clearly didn't believe it, and he was sobbing as he awaited Snape's trial.

The fact is as Zhang Hao expected, Snape is really a calm person.

He scolded Draco severely, but in the end he didn't deduct Slytherin's points.

On the Gryffindor side, Ron said in disbelief: "Oh my God! He has never been so tolerant to us Gryffindors, he is so selfish!"

"It's not the first day you know this," Harry said angrily. "We have nothing to do with him. Only by finding evidence of his stealing can we drive him away from Hogwarts."

"Yeah!" Ron agreed first, and then said frustratedly: "But we've been looking for so long, and even Nicole Lemay doesn't know who it is."

"Let's go to the library again today," Harry said vigorously. "In order to get rid of Snape, we must know who Nicole Lemay is."