Hogwarts Card Drawer

"What evidence is there that You-Know-Who is back?" the yellow-haired Hufflepuff asked aggressively.

"Dumbledore believes..." Hermione hadn't finished speaking.

"You mean to say that Dumbledore believed him," said the blond boy, nodding at Harry.

"Who are you?" said Ron rather rudely.

"Zacharias Smith," said the boy, "I think we have a right to know why he said You-Know-Who is back."

"Look," interrupted Hermione quickly, "that's not what we're going to be discussing in this meeting—"

"Okay, Hermione," said Harry.

"What makes me think the man is back?" he repeated, staring straight at Zacharias. "Cronus and I saw him come back to life. Dumbledore told the whole school what happened, and if you Don't take his word for it, you don't have to take my word for it, and I'm not going to waste an afternoon trying to convince anyone."

Everyone seemed to hold their breath when Harry spoke. Harry had a feeling that even the bartender was listening. He wiped the same glass with the dirty rag, making it even dirtier.

Zacharias said contemptuously: "Last semester, Dumbledore only told us that Voldemort has returned, and you and Chronos witnessed his resurrection, but Chronos did not verify your words in the Daily Prophet." , the Ministry of Magic says you are liars."

"Huh? What does this have to do with me? No one from the Daily Prophet has ever visited me!" Kronos scratched his head.

"If you don't believe what I'm saying, don't listen to my stories here, okay?" Harry said, his anger always approaching breaking point these days, and now it was creeping up again.

His eyes were still fixed on Zacharias Smith's aggressive face, and he made up his mind not to look at Qiu Zhang.

He gave Hermione an angry look, and it was all, he felt, her fault. She decides to show him as a weirdo, and of course they'll all come to see how ridiculous his story really is. But no one left their seats, not even Zacharias Smith, though he kept staring intently at Harry's face.

"So," said Hermione, her voice rising again. "So... like I said... if you guys want to learn Defense, then we need to plan out how we'll learn it, how often we'll meet and where we'll learn—"

"Learn from whom? Him?" Zacharias pointed at Harry and made another sound.

"Of course I wouldn't beg a child who loves to listen to stories to learn from me." Harry replied not weak at all.

"Um... I don't think Harry is the most suitable and capable." Hermione said, and the discussion in the crowd stopped.

"Wait.....wait...." Chronos waved his hands hastily, "What are you all looking at me for?"

"We thought you could teach us some real Defense Against the Dark Arts spells," said Hermione.

"Why? Where did you see it?" Kronos asked unwillingly.

"You saved me from Voldemort last year," said Harry.

"Then you should know that I didn't fight Voldemort face-to-face, but escaped from under his nose after a long preparation." Kronos turned his head and warned Harry seriously.

"But only you escaped from Voldemort's hands, no one has ever..."

"Please, don't make me feel so calm about my embarrassment that day, okay?" Kronos' tone was a little helpless, and it was really embarrassing to admit his own shortcomings.

"Please, Chronos." Hermione begged from behind Chronos, "Only you can help us."

"I'm already helping you." Kronos said helplessly, "The magic circle class has not been cancelled by the Ministry of Magic, it is already the greatest help to you."

"If the Ministry of Magic finds out that I'm taking you to study spells privately, then the Ministry of Magic will send me to Azkaban for treason." Kronos said helplessly.

"If you really feel that your life safety may be threatened, I suggest you buy more magic circles to protect yourself." Kronos didn't forget to promote his products at this time, he was really a profiteer.

"Why are we discussing this? It's as if the mysterious man has really returned?" The unpleasant voice sounded again.

"Oh, I thought you were gone! Mr. Smith." Kronos teased in a sobbing tone.

"Yes, I really shouldn't be in a bar full of mindless people." Zacharias said angrily and rushed out the door.

"I bet he's not from Ravenclaw," Chronos said jokingly.

"Hehe..." The rest of the people burst into fragmented laughter.

"Sorry, Hermione. I can't do what you want. I have nothing else to do. I'll go first." After speaking, Kronos turned his head, Draco, and Daphne walked out of the Pig's Head Bar.

"Cronos, why?" Before Draco could finish asking, Kronos raised his hand and interrupted.

"Do I look like such a pushy person?" Kronos asked back, "What they are doing now is tantamount to pushing themselves to the opposite side of the Ministry of Magic, and they are still following the bright side."

"Before Voldemort emerges in the sun, any organization that opposes him must be in the dark." Chronos continued.

"You mean...the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts may have Voldemort's mole?" Daphne said after a long silence.

"Who knows?" Chronos spread his hands and said, "But it's not sure, be careful with the Ten Thousand Years Ship!"

"Wait... What the hell are you talking about? Some mole from the Ministry of Magic or something." Draco still didn't understand the situation.

"I don't have an identity, it's fine for you to stay like this." Kronos smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"Should we just go back to the castle directly?" Daphne called out to the two flying boys who were walking ahead.

"Then why not? Our business is done." Kronos said, looking back at Daphne.

"I mean, it took me a long time to come out of the castle, and it's still so early..." Daphne kneaded the hem of her school robe, and Kronos knew her first. Rubbing the corner of the clothes.

"Next time!" Kronos said, knowing what Daphne meant. "We still have a lot of homework to do, don't we? At least we can do it together in the common room, right?"

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