Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 124 This guy is so gay!

Most students' fears did not come true because no one did poorly and had to repeat a grade.

All students have a good grade.

As a result, those students who usually spend their days showing off are smiling in their hearts and on their faces.

Harry could only curl his lips. The school was too lenient towards new students. In his opinion, at least half of the students needed to give them a deep memory.

I remember there was a female acting principal, who was very ugly and looked like a toad. She also wore pink clothes. In which episode did she appear?

Although Harry thinks her character is not very good and her taste is even worse, her high-pressure policy towards students is still acceptable, and these little sheep should be severely punished.

Harry was thinking erratically as he put away his report card.

After Ron received the transcript from Professor McGonagall, he swallowed and slowly opened it to read.

He looked at the report card and said excitedly and incoherently: "Oh, I don't have to repeat the grade anymore, I passed."

He ran around the class, showing his report card to everyone, as happy as a puppy in heat...in Harry's eyes.

"Look Neville, my results."

"Congratulations."

"Look, Wilger."

“Not bad”

"Harry, look at my grades."

Harry took a look and saw that most of them were a's and two were p's: "You are very happy."

"Yeah, I don't have to repeat the grade."

"Then I'm really sad."

Ron: "..."

At this time, Harry's report card "accidentally" floated to the ground.

Dean bent down and picked it up.

His eyes bulged: "Oh my god, you can't believe how many points Harry got."

There is a neat row of 0's on it.

The classmates rushed around and gathered around.

Come and watch the great God.

Harry put away the transcript in a low-key manner and said humbly: "It's just average, still worse than classmate Weasley."

"Oh, Ron, how many exams did you take?"

More than a dozen pairs of curious eyes stared at Ron, who was holding on to the report card with sweat on his head.

Harry had already pulled Hermione away.

"You, why do you have so many bad tastes?" Hermione said helplessly.

"I don't want to, but who wants him to insist on coming to me? I have such good grades and I know how to keep a low profile. If he insists on making a fuss, of course he must know what it means to have a better world." Harry said seriously.

said.

"..."

"When are you leaving school?" Hermione asked.

"Tomorrow, a lot of things in the dormitory have not been sorted out, a bunch of books have not been returned to the library, the little cutie has gone somewhere, and I have to say goodbye to Hagrid, Dahei, Xiaoxue... in short, there are a lot of things

thing."

"Then let's go together."

"Um."

Of course Harry didn't know that Hermione's things had been packed a long time ago and she was planning to leave today.

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Students will leave school today and tomorrow.

When Harry was at school, he saw that many classmates had left with large and small bags, and the school became empty.

The farewells reached Harry's ears, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Yep, it turns out that I am also a layman, and I am essentially afraid of being alone.

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When I returned to the dormitory, I found that the closet was empty, and many of the things on the table under the bed had been packed into their bags.

The room suddenly became a lot bigger.

Simondian and the four of them are leaving today.

It's time to test Harry again.

Harry quickly stuffed everything into the box, making sure that he would be able to leave school directly tomorrow with only two boxes. As for Optimus Prime's birdcage, Harry had thrown it away long ago because it was too small, not to mention Harry

I don't want to carry the birdcage anymore, there are already enough things.

When traveling, you must be relaxed and simple, you know?

So Harry just let Optimus Prime fly around, since it was an eagle, not an owl.

Then, he escaped from the attic with a pile of books. Harry was alone in the room, feeling depressed and panicked.

After running out, Harry raised his middle finger toward the dormitory building.

I'm out now, and you still want to scare me.

Then, Harry returned the books one by one to their original places in the library.

There is only one thing left in hand.

That was the picture Hagrid gave Harry of his parents.

Harry didn't need to, he just needed to know what they looked like.

After much deliberation, Harry decided to give the photo to Severus.

Harry estimated that given Snape's melancholy character, he probably didn't have a picture of Lily, so he would definitely want it.

Go to Snape's underground office and knock on the door.

"Who?" asked a deep voice.

"Check the water meter...cough, I'm Harry."

"...Come in."

The door opened.

Harry looked at the door. Is it a voice-activated smart door?

Snape gloomily looked at Harry looking here and there, studying carefully, and his eyes were on fire.

He really couldn't understand why Harry could look at him calmly without any fear.

"What's the matter with you?" Snape had to say something.

Harry pulled back and was about to touch a glass jar containing something inexplicable.

"Oh, oh, I'm sending you some photos."

"I don't need it, please leave quickly." Snape didn't understand what he was talking about.

"This seems to be my mother's classmate photo. You really don't want to see it?"

"Okay then, I'm leaving."

"Ahem...that..."

"I understand, just close the door."

"No...it's..."

"Don't worry, I will never let you see these photos again."

"Don't worry, let me take a look..."

"Why are you looking at these photos?" Harry asked suspiciously.

Snape looked embarrassed: "Maybe there are some of my classmates in there. I lost all their photos. I even forgot what they looked like."

"Oh, okay."

Harry put the photo album on the table and opened it. In front of it were photos of Lily at school, some alone and some with her best friends.

This photo can move, just like watching a short video.

Snape was completely absorbed in it, his mind completely focused on Lily alone.

Oh, poor baby.

Harry was full of sympathy for Snape.

"This seems to be my mother's graduation photo. There were so many people in their class." Harry became interested in this kind of group photo.

Because you can compare who is the prettiest and how low the teacher is.

"Haha, look at this pretty boy with a sullen look on his face. He looks so much like Malfoy. He is Malfoy's father, he's very gay. Look, he keeps staring at my mother. Could it be that he has a crush on me?

Mom, haha..."

A faint voice sounded: "That's me..."

"Gah..." Harry felt like a duck being strangled by the neck.

How embarrassing.

Fortunately, Snape didn't want to talk to Harry at all and continued to look at the photo.

Harry left the office feeling guilty, but Snape didn't notice at all.

When Harry thought about what he just said, he wanted to slap himself in the face.

Make you talk bad.

But who would have thought that Snape would be so handsome as a teenager, but now he looks like an uncle.

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As he continued to read, Snape frowned because a picture of James appeared.

He looked up and found that Harry had left. He pondered for a moment and took out a pair of small scissors from the drawer.

He looked at the door again to make sure there was no one there, carefully removed the part with James in the photo, and then threw it all into the trash can.

When you're done, breathe a sigh of relief.

A smile on his face.

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