Harry Potter Blood Hunter

Because they became acquainted with Harry and Ron, Hermione began to help them with their homework... She wouldn't let them copy, but both Harry and Ron found that the answer came out on their own after she said it.

It's amazing.

And not only that, the three of them stayed in the icy backyard until dark the day before the Harry Quidditch match.

Hermione conjured up a bright blue fire for them that could be carried in a jam jar.

The three of them sat together and talked, keeping their backs towards the fire for warmth.

But as he spoke, Harry suddenly noticed that Snape had entered the yard and was limping towards them.

Harry and the others hurriedly moved closer together, blocking the fire first, and then Hermione quickly extinguished the flame.

However, their guilty expressions caught Snape's attention. He limped over, and although he didn't see the fire, he seemed to be looking for an excuse to scold them.

"What the hell are you doing there, what are you hiding, Potter?" Snape's mood could be seen, not at all.

"The Quidditch Grand View, we're looking at it." Harry showed him the book.

"Library books are not allowed out of the school," Snape said. "Give me five points for your Gryffindors."

Shocked by Snape's tone, even Hermione forgot that she had borrowed the book.

Don't remember until he's gone.

"That rule came out of nowhere," Harry muttered angrily after Snape had gone. "Strange, what's wrong with his legs."

"I don't know, but I hope it's okay for him this time," said Ron angrily.

However, it is fortunate that the flame was not discovered by him. If it is discovered, it will definitely not only deduct five points!

Back in the Gryffindor lounge, the Gryffindor common room was very lively this evening. Harry, Ron and Hermione were sitting together by the window, and Hermione was checking the two of them's spell homework.

Every passing Gryffindor student cheered Harry on.

It just made Harry more nervous.

Harry felt irritated and wanted to get back the Quidditch Grand View. Otherwise, he'll be thinking about it all day tomorrow. Why be afraid of Snape? He stood up and told Ron and Hermione that he wanted the book back.

"We think the same as yours," Hermione and Ron said in unison.

Harry thought about it and had an idea.

If there were other teachers around, Snape probably wouldn't refuse.

So except for the Gryffindor common room, Harry asked around about ghosts and portraits, and didn't see where Snape was.

Finally, Peeves, who was passing by, told Harry that... Snape was in the staff lounge next to the Great Hall, and Filch was there.

Not the other professors, but Filch too.

So Harry walked straight to the staff lounge.

When he came here, Harry just wanted to knock on the door, but found that the door was not closed.

Harry pushed the door open a slit and squinted inside...a horrific scene caught his eye.

Only Snape and Filch were inside.

Snape pulled his robes up to his knees. One of his legs was injured, and the old bandage had apparently just been removed, but the wound was still bleeding.

Filch was handing him bandages.

"Damn it," Snape said.

"You didn't mean that three-headed dog..."

When Snape said this, he suddenly felt that someone else was looking at him, so he looked at the door and happened to meet Harry.

Harry tried to close the door softly, but the next word stopped him from running.

"Potter!"

Snape quickly lowered his robe to hide the leg injury, his face contorted with anger.

Harry swallowed nervously. "I just wanted to know if I could get my book back."

"Go! Go!"

Before Snape could take another Gryffindor point, Harry left quickly and rushed back upstairs.

Now you don't need to care about Quidditch Grand View!

"Have you got the book back?" Ron asked as soon as Harry returned. "What's the matter with you, you're so pale?"

Harry was frightened by Snape's roar... Snape usually doesn't like him, but he doesn't get so angry.

Harry took a deep breath to relax, and whispered what they had seen.

"Three-headed dogs?" Ron was stunned. "When did Hogwarts have three-headed dogs? Didn't George and Fred tell me?"

Not caring about Ron's complaints, Hermione thought it explained, "The three-headed dog's teeth and claws are poisonous and can make the wound bleed. If Professor Snape's injury was caused by the three-headed dog It's normal that the bleeding hasn't stopped all the time!"

"But Harry, Professor Snape won't be too good, but it shouldn't be harmful to the school."

In Hermione's mind, professors wouldn't be all white, but they wouldn't be black either.

"Honestly, Hermione, do you think all teachers are saints or something,"

Ron interrupted her, "Like Harry, I thought Snape was going to do something out of the ordinary. But what is he doing? And what does it have to do with the three-headed dog who doesn't know where? "

Harry followed Ron's words and asked, "The point is why was Snape injured by the three-headed dog? His leg was injured on Halloween, when Ron and I saw him not going down to the dungeon with the other professors, Instead he went somewhere else... so he put the troll in Hogwarts Castle? For what he's going to do with the three-headed dog?"

Whether this conjecture is correct or not, it fits very well with all the reasoning Harry and the others know now.

And Harry still speculates... The three-headed dog may have something to do with what Hagrid took from Gringotts.

But neither Hagrid nor Browder, who knew what it was, would tell him what it was.

This made Harry a little discouraged.

While Harry was cranky, Ron and Hermione started arguing about what a three-headed dog looked like.

They haven't seen it. Ron said that it should be as big as this common room... After all, it is a magical animal that can fight with fire dragons, so Ron has a lot of reverie.

But Hermione, who had read the introduction in the book, said it was wrong.

The Gryffindor common room has two floors, six or seven meters high, and the fire dragon is not so big.

According to the book, the three-headed dog should stand ten feet high, which is three meters high.

With reverie and information, neither Ron nor Hermione could convince anyone.

However, this topic has attracted other people.

"Three-headed dog?" George interjected, turning from behind the sofa.

"we know!"

"But you're all wrong!"

"Ronald you're too tall, Granger you're too short!"

"When the three-headed dog is lying on its stomach, its bare head is six or seven feet, and it should be fifteen feet when it stands up, right?"

"That's right! But I'm more concerned about the three-headed dog's bad breath. It's really stinky!"

The Weasley twins spoke word by word, talking about the size of a three-headed dog in their memory.

But to be precise, Hermione was right, ten feet was the standard size for a three-headed dog in adulthood.

But sorry, the three-headed dog in Hogwarts Castle is not standard... It was raised by Hagrid, how could it be only a standard size?

It's just that Harry doesn't care about all this, he only cares about the meaning of the twins' words...

"George, Fred, have you seen the three-headed dog in Hogwarts?" Harry tried to restrain his tone so that they could speak more quickly.

But the twins didn't care about his tone, and said faster, "Of course I saw it!"

"If Browder didn't save us,"

"You can't see me anymore!"

"We almost got caught by Snape that night, didn't we, Fred?"

"Yes, George! It's dangerous now that you think about it! Snape is more dangerous than the three-headed dog."

Harry had to interrupt them, "So where did you see the three-headed dog?"

Generally speaking, the twins will speak directly to such questions.

But this time they didn't say it.

"We can't tell!"

"Browder won't let us say it!"

The twins totally refused.

Keeping their word is one of their strengths.

So they must be very good as businessmen.

And they're smart too.

"Let me tell you a key piece of information!" George said suddenly, "We are the three-headed dog we saw on the start of this semester!"

This is really a very important clue!

But Harry and Ron still didn't understand.

Or did Hermione suddenly think, "The corridor on the right side of the fourth floor that Headmaster Dumbledore said at the opening ceremony?"

Harry and Ron also responded.

The twins' character is that the more they are not allowed to go, the more they go.

So the right corridor on the fourth floor is the most likely place.

But what are the benefits of knowing this?

Now they can't go to the right corridor on the fourth floor to see what's inside, right?

So after a little more discussion about what exactly Snape was going to do, curfew time came and they parted.

Harry has his first Quidditch match tomorrow, don't go to bed too late!

But all the problems were buzzing in his head. Harry couldn't sleep peacefully at all... Even if there were no problems in his head, there were loud noises from outside.

Neville's snoring was really loud.

Harry told himself to stop thinking about it - he needed sleep, and in a few hours he was going to play his first Quidditch match - but Harry had a hard time forgetting his face when he saw Snape's broken leg. The expression shown above.

Harry had seen it on his cousin Dali in the past. It was when Dalí slammed into the door, bleeding from both nostrils, and when Harry saw it...it seemed to be an expression of exasperation.

But Snape was annoyed that although he looked at him, Harry always felt that the object of his anger was not him.

Thinking about it... Harry, who couldn't sleep before, fell asleep.

...

The next morning, it was early and very cold. The school hall is filled with the smell of delicious fried sausages, and the little wizards chattering excitedly are looking forward to a great game of Quidditch.

"You must have some breakfast, Harry!"

"I don't want to eat anything."

"Just have a bite of toast," Hermione coaxed him.

"I'm not hungry." Harry felt terrified. In an hour, he's going to play.

"Harry, you've got to brace yourself," Seamus said. "Seekers are always the ones who get tricked by other teams, and they won't be able to see the Snitch if they don't eat."

"Thanks, Seamus, but I really can't eat it," Harry said, watching Seamus pile ketchup on top of the sausage.

"Eat if you don't want to!" Suddenly a hand reached out and stuffed the sausage into Harry's mouth.

So fragrant! Harry suddenly felt this way, and his mouth began to chew automatically!

This is what Browder, who was passing by, did it. "There are a lot of people cheering you on. If you lose the game because you didn't have enough food, do you think you can bear the disappointment of so many people?"

"Okay, don't talk about Browder!" Fred suddenly laughed behind Browder, "Have you already started eating without seeing Harry?"

"Uh..." Browder's words got stuck!

So after banging Harry on the head, Browder walked out of the Great Hall with George Fred.

Chewing on the sausage, Harry and everyone else in the neighborhood thought Browder was so nice to Harry.

But who knows what Browder and the twins are conspiring as they walk out of the auditorium.

"Okay, buy some more for Harry to catch the Snitch and let Gryffindor win!" Browder said to George.

There's business going on at Hogwarts, and it's not just Browder and the twins.

There are others opening.

"Hahaha, or Browder, you can play, you are very optimistic about Harry!" George said with a smile.

"After all, it's the savior! It's not even worse than Qiu's debut at Quidditch, right?" said Browder.

"Then let's thank you for your auspicious words first!" Fred thanked.

The twins were also part of the Gryffindor team, and naturally glad Browder said so.

"But in future games, you will lose to Ravenclaw, just like last year!" Browder continued.

"Fred, did you hear what Browder said after that?"

"No! George! Did Browder talk again just now?"

The twins didn't hear what Browder said later, which made Browder keep laughing.

Around eleven o'clock, the whole school seemed to be crowded into the Quidditch stands, many with binoculars. The seats seem to have been raised a little bit, but sometimes it's still hard to see what's going on on the field due to so many people.

Ron and Hermione sat next to each other, while Simon Dian sat in the top row.

To Harry's surprise, they drew a large flag on a piece of torn paper that read "Potter Wins". Dean, a master painter, also painted a giant Gryffindor under his banner. Then Hermione cast a little spell that made the picture flash in different colors.

All are talents!

However, it is not easy to do this in the first grade!

In the locker room, Harry and his teammates changed into bright red shirts.

Wood cleared his throat and signaled everyone to be quiet.

He wanted to boost morale again, but with the twins here, his efforts were useless and would be interrupted.

In the end, there is only one sentence left, "Come on!"

Harry followed Fred and George out of the locker room, his feet weak and staggering.

Luckily Harry still ate something, otherwise he might have actually collapsed to the ground.