The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

For a wizard, breaking a few bones isn't really a big deal. In the potions class the next day, Harry saw that Malfoy came to class well, which made him feel strangely better.

This thought did not last long. After class, Malfoy mocked Harry for not answering Professor Snape's question, saying that his head was like a troll. Harry was so angry that he didn't throw him to death.

Loren was improving Snape's favorability and laying the foundation for the potion later.

"Professor, is it better to squeeze the juice from the beans here and squeeze it with a knife than to slice it?" Loren asked Snape, pointing to "Common Potion Material Processing Methods".

Snape stopped arranging the equipment and looked into Loren's eyes: "I admit, you do have some talent."

"But you can't hide your ambition from me."

"Don't try to get something out of me, Loren Morgan!"

However, Snape still adhered to his duties as a Potions professor. He gave Loren a long list of books and asked him to find the answers on his own. Before that, use the content in the book as the standard.

Loren also looked at those eyes, like a pool of water in the abyss, without a trace of ripples. He said his words of rejecting you without any emotion. He stared straight at you, as if he could see the deepest part of your heart. He It was almost suspected that Snape had used Legilimency on him.

Loren didn't know how he got out of the classroom and admitted he was a little shaken.

In the corridor, Harry told Ron about being chosen as the Seeker. Ron was also very happy. He taught Harry various Quidditch knowledge and arranged Harry's training plan in a matter-of-fact manner, with a look on his face. His smile almost burst into flames.

However, it was quickly exposed by the Weasley twins that Ron's knowledge and training plan were all based on hearsay. He didn't even know that batters had several direct ways to attack without fouling, and some of them were simply wrong. Ron was still talking hard as he walked out of the courtyard.

Harry was very worried that he would make a fool of himself. The Seeker didn't just need to be able to fly. He almost dominated the outcome of a game.

Hermione suddenly came over and interrupted the conversation between the two: "I know Harry will be an excellent Quidditch player. This is in his blood."

"Bloodline?" Harry asked doubtfully.

Hermione led the two of them to the trophy display room, in front of the shield engraved with "Seeker, James Potter, 1971".

Ron shouted: "Oh, Harry, you never said you had a Seeker father."

Harry laughed unconsciously: "I, I don't know either."

Twenty years later, he became a Gryffindor player like his father. This coincidence made him feel a kind of companionship and warmth.

The three of them were walking on the stairs, and Harry couldn't help laughing and joking to himself: "Even Hermione knows my parents better than I do."

Hermione denied: "I just saw your father's name by the way."

She did not say that Professor McGonagall was also a Quidditch player. This was not something that could not be said, but she did not intend to share it, as she wanted only herself to know.

At this moment, the stairs suddenly swayed from side to side, then moved up and down.

Feeling the familiar feeling of weightlessness, the three of them complained in unison: "This damn staircase!"

The stairs turned to a door on the fourth floor, and they pushed it open directly. They are not familiar with the rules of the stairs here yet, and they don't know how long they will be trapped if they don't get out early.

Harry took the lead, and Hermione followed at the end. After entering the room, the environment suddenly became dark. In the center of the room was a statue with a weird posture, covered with spider silk, and it was eerie.

"Does anyone think we're in the wrong place?" Ron shuddered.

"This is a forbidden area on the fourth floor. Dumbledore emphasized when school started that we are not allowed to enter!" Hermione spoke in a low voice, for fear of being discovered.

"Meow!" A harsh cat meowed, and a yellow-gray cat sprang out from behind the three of them.

Harry reacted first: "It's Mrs. Norris, run!"

There is usually a Filch not far from Mrs. Norris, and being caught by him will not end well.

Mrs. Norris chased three little wizards with a cat and ran around until they reached a locked door. The three of them were a little panicked and couldn't choose a way. Hermione took out her wand and raised her hand to cast the unlocking spell: "Open the Alaho hole!"

"Well done!" Harry praised.

The three of them quickly hid in the house and heard the cat's meow gradually disappearing. They leaned behind the door and panted for a while. It took a long time to recover.

Three wizards were being chased by a cat, and Ron wanted to make a joke. Turning his head and seeing what was in the room, his expression became horrified, "Merlin's beard!" Ron's voice was trembling.

Ron's reaction made Harry and Hermione feel stagnant. Hearing the words, they slowly turned around and looked towards the center of the room, their expressions also changed to panic.

A monster-like big dog sat cross-legged behind them, its huge body almost filling the entire room, from floor to ceiling. Three black heads, with sharp and scary teeth, one of which is about as big as their heads. The giant three-headed dog kept spitting fishy saliva from its mouth, staring at the three men with vicious eyes.

"Ah!" Hermione's voice was so sharp that it was distorted. The three of them opened the door and quickly escaped, leaving Lu Wei who was still confused in the room.

"No wonder Dumbledore didn't allow us to come to the fourth floor!" Ron was shocked, "But why should such a thing be locked up in the school!"

Hermione breathed evenly and spoke in a harsh tone: "Don't you have eyes? Don't you see what it's standing on?"

"That's a trap door, and it's obviously guarding something!"

Harry's eyes widened when he heard this. He remembered the small package Hagrid took out from vault 713 and was about to say something.

Hermione interrupted: "Okay, I'm going back. I advise you not to worry about that dog anymore, if you don't mind being bitten to death, or worse, being expelled from school!" After that, she shook her hair. gone.

Ron thought she was a stupid girl, "Can't she tell what's worse?"

Back in the lounge, Harry kept thinking about the little bag and couldn't even concentrate on playing chess. Ron soon asked him to go away and give up his position. He wanted to fight Seamus and Dean one by one.

Harry walked up to Loren and began to express his doubts, "What is Hagrid hiding? Is the three-headed dog guarding the small bag he brought out? What is in the small bag?"

Loren looked up from a stack of Potions books taller than himself. Yes, he borrowed 5 books from Snape's book list. These 5 books are already taller than him sitting down. There are 25 books in the entire list, and he probably won't be able to read them before Christmas. over.

Harry was still chattering, and he had a gut feeling that there was something important in that bag.

Loren knew that Harry was about to enter the dungeon, "If I were you, I would go directly to Hagrid and ask."

"Hagrid won't tell. He changed the subject last time." Harry felt helpless and began to analyze, "It is either extremely precious or extremely dangerous."

Loren added: "Or they're all taken."

"Why don't we just go and see what it is?" Loren showed an expression like a devil tempting a lost deer. He throttled to the bottom, brakes were welded to death, and he accelerated, accelerated.

Harry was shocked: "Yes, it's another three-headed dog."

"I have a way to deal with the three-headed dog."

"But, Dumbledore..."

"We're not trying to steal something like this."

Bang bang, bang bang, Harry heard his heart beating rapidly.

Harry was a good student after all. Going on an adventure directly sounded like a good idea, but being expelled was obviously not a good outcome. He still planned to find out what was hidden first.

Hehehehe, he was fished out and signed a contract, hehehehe