From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

Harry in the nap was awakened by a noise in the dormitory. He was always insomnia recently. Snapes always wandered in his mind. In addition to his parents, he is the third person who has presented life for Harry.

Harry rubbed his eyes, opened the curtain of the four -pillar bed, and saw someone moving vaguely.

So he groped his glasses at the pillow, and then he saw that the person was Simo Feniki.

During the Christmas holiday he took the Hogwarts Express train home, it seemed that he had just arrived at school and was fiddling his luggage.

"Simo?" Harry opened the quilt, jumped off the bed, and glanced out of the window. Although there was no sun, it was still bright. "Why are you back at this time? Isn't the Express train arrive at night?"

"Harry! Sorry to wake you up ..." Simo took the thick clothes from the box, piled up a brain on his own bed, and greeted Harry at the same time, "I came directly from Hogmod, My mother took me to travel there! You don't know how interesting that. "

Harry has heard of Hogmod, and he has heard of it more than once, because he often goes there to drink, and even according to him, Dumbledore sometimes goes to a bar called a pig's head.

"It sounds good." Harry had never been to Hogmod and couldn't imagine a gathering place for wizards in his mind. At least he felt that he should not compare Hogmod Village with Hogwarts Castle.

"There are many interesting stores. The Zoko joke shop sells all kinds of interesting pranks. I dare to bet on Weasley twins. What does it have to do with the boss! Think about their big dung bombs! Unfortunately, my mother does not let me spend pocket money spend money. On it ... and the Duke of Honey, the candy is the first! "

Simo put a hand in his pants pocket, and stuffed many candy for Harry.

Harry boiled his palms, with a variety of chocolates, like mint sugar that like toads, shiny fruit juice frozen balls, black and small pepper little naughty girls ...

Harry hadn't finished reading it, and Simo took it back from him again: "This lollipop and feather pen can't give you, I want to try it in Professor McGonabolic class. The boss said that no teacher can see it!"

At least from Harry's eyes, the feather pen made of sugar is really realistic, but he won't think about eating it secretly in the deformation lesson, because he knows how much Professor McGonaging's eyes are Fist, not to mention Hermione, who often sits around him that he can't wait to make all the teachers stick to her.

"Harry! Help!"

Both Simo and Harry looked at the door, and their other roommate Ron came in, holding the exquisite hamster wheel in their hands.

"I don't know why, this stuff can't be opened." Ron put the hamster on the bed, Harry and Simo saw it, "I haven't found it at the beginning, I thought it was the spot that I didn't want to come out until I noticed it. It hasn't shit for several days. "

"This cage is so beautiful, where did I buy it?" Simo fiddled with a buckle on the hamster wheel with his fingers. This cage was not locked, but just used a very simple buckle as a means to prevent pets from escaping.

The silver buckle is not moving, just like welding, Simo's eyes widened, and he tried several times without faith.

"It's a Christmas gift from Avi." Ron replied, "There must be some magic on it, my feather pen was sent before."

Simo knows that the feather pen, who has the same high -level feather pen, is also sold in Hogmod's literati feather pen shop.

"Maybe he made the curse wrong?" Harry also put his head over, watching the spots that jumped up and down because of the inner anxiety in the cage.

"There is no way." Ron gritted his teeth, "I can only go to Avi, otherwise the spots will be stretched."

"It is a mouse!" Simo shouted unbelievablely, "Can mice be strangled to death?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and felt that Simo said something: "Uh ... maybe it doesn't want to stain this beautiful cage?"

If you do n’t deliberately observe, no one has seen how the wizards ’pets solve personal hygiene problems. Even fat mice like spots are the same. After all, they are all wizards’ pets, and it ’s not a big deal at all.

Of course, sometimes the wizards still find things that are soiled by their own pets, such as spots in the first grade.

Ron found a wrinkled sheepskin paper from the paper basket, cushted below the hamster wheel, and placed it in the corner of the bedroom.

"Anyway, we can't see Avi before the dinner, and I am not ready to let you shit at the banquet, so ..." Ron left the tearful spots and left with his friends to leave They are going to enjoy the last afternoon of the Christmas holiday.

However, they just left the Gryffindor Tower, and Simo said slightly embarrassingly: "Hey, guys, have you finished your holiday homework? I am still in the dissertation of black magic defense. Yes, the those who praise Lohate ... "

As a scum that often draws on Hermione's homework, Harry and Ron can fully understand Simo's motivation. Maybe he returned to school so early to make up for the fell holiday homework.

Although both of them can understand the dilemma of Simo, they really love it: "How do you say ... All assignments related to the Black Magic Defense ... We didn't write."

"Oh!" Seamus looked them up and down, "This is too Gryffindor!"

"But you know, my mother has always expected me to be a good student..." Seamus muttered, and climbed back to the common room through the passage behind the Fat Lady.

The two people who didn't have to do homework smiled at each other and left happily.

"I haven't seen Hermione all day today, where did she go?" Harry asked, jumping nimbly over a staircase that suddenly disappeared.

"The library," Ron followed suit, "I can't think of any other place except that."

In the end, the two decided that they couldn't waste the last bit of Christmas vacation in the library. They bypassed the stairs of the library and prepared to go to Hagrid's cabin.

However, in the corner of the corridor, the two saw a messy-haired back. Who else could it be but Hermione?

"Hey! Hermione!" Ron stepped forward and patted Hermione on the shoulder.

"Ah!" The latter was startled, but after seeing Ron and Harry's faces clearly, she immediately signaled them to be silent.

Following the direction of Hermione's finger, they saw two people who should never appear at the same time - Snape and Lockhart.

"What are they going to do?" Ron couldn't help asking.

Everyone knew that Snape was very eager to get the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but Dumbledore just refused to give him this position. Last year it was the stuttering Professor Quirrell, then the capable and mysterious Professor Victor, and this year it was the big talker Lockhart.

"I don't know..." Hermione whispered, "I originally wanted to hand in the Defense Against the Dark Arts paper, but I saw Professor Snape in the corridor... so I hid. Not long after, Professor Lockhart also came out of the office. The two of them didn't know what they said, and then walked out of the castle. I felt a little suspicious, so I followed them."

"They turned a corner! Hurry up!" From Ron's expression, you can guess that he smelled the breath of adventure again.

But Harry didn't really want to follow, because he had completely understood the unknown side of the two professors.

Professor Snape, who always has a stern face and likes to spray venom, will sacrifice himself for his students; while Professor Lockhart, who looks bright and beautiful, is actually a big liar.

Ever since he knew the true face of the Monster in the Chamber of Secrets, he has no good impression of this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

The two professors walked out of the castle one after the other.

"That's the direction of the boathouse... Why go there? Students returning to school after the Christmas vacation don't go back to the castle from there..." Clever Hermione has guessed the professors' destination, but new problems have arisen.

"Maybe Snape is going to kill Lockhart!" Ron was afraid of chaos in the world, and analyzed enthusiastically, "We all know how much Snape wants to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. Now he is walking behind Lockhart, maybe he will give him a hard blow soon, and then throw the body to the big octopus in the black lake."

"Ron!" Hermione and Harry spoke at the same time.

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Then Hermione looked at Harry in surprise. In her impression, Harry was the one who had always been at loggerheads with Snape. Why did he suddenly change his nature today?

"He wouldn't do that..." Harry said vaguely, "He's the headmaster of Slytherin..."

"It's because he's the headmaster of Slytherin!" Ron's argument was full of stereotypes, and he emphasized the word "Slytherin".

"Think about who is in Slytherin! Malfoy? Goyle? Crabbe? And that troll Flint who plays Quidditch?" Ron threw out a series of favorable evidence.

"There's also Ivy in Slytherin," Harry found himself at a loss for words, and could only say, "Uh... and Malfoy really gave you a new robe, right?"

Ron and Hermione's eyes widened, as if they had reacquainted themselves with this good friend.

"Crazy, really crazy..." Ron muttered. He didn't expect his good buddy to speak for Slytherin.

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"I have to talk about you, Severus." Lockhart, who was walking in front, was bouncing up and down, revealing a good mood all over his body. "No matter how busy you are at work, you must leave some time for yourself. Tidy up your appearance, take care of your hair, and choose your robes and boots."

Compared to Lockhart, who always dresses like a colorful peacock, Snape's daily outfit is more than abstinent, and he is almost as good as a bat.

Apart from the endless black, the only thing left on his body is the waxy yellow on his face and the oily shine reflected on his hair. Even if his facial features are really regular, it will not make people have any other thoughts.

But the Potions professor may be the busiest person in Hogwarts. He teaches seven grades, handles student disputes (to be precise, disputes between Gryffindor and Slytherin), helps restock the school hospital, patrols the night, and occasionally substitutes for the unfortunate Defense Against the Dark Arts professor (this happened at least five times in Snape's more than ten years of teaching) - he has almost no time left for himself.

"Hmph..." Snape's face was still a little pale. Although Madam Pomfrey was reluctant, he still strongly requested to be discharged from the hospital.

Regarding Snape's disdain, Lohart didn't feel unhappy at all, and he still took care of the professor of the potion class professor and dressed up. "I know? I invented a very effective hair care Su, can nourish your hair from your hair, as long as you use the last time, you don't have to feel inferior to your oil head! "

The shampoo business in the British magic world is almost monopolized by the Popular family's patent. Perhaps this is why Snape does not like to wash his hair.

And never dared to start the word "oil head" in front of him, Lohart was the first.

Snape glanced at Lohart quickly and didn't say anything.

However, Lohart did not realize that there was anything wrong with his words at all, and he still spoke in a spit: "It's just that the raw materials of this conditioner are particularly rare, even me such a black magic magic. Masters of defense can not get it often. "

During the speaking, the two professors had come to the boat house through the downstream stone steps. Lohart opened the door and set a fancy action to ask Snape to enter.

Professor of the potion class glanced at Lohart and walked in.

The size of the Hogwarts Ship House is quite large. There are at least twenty small wooden boats in it. The annual new students are the first time they have seen Hogwarts Castle.

"I can't see what 'valuable potion materials' here," Snape looked at Lohart in the corner of the boat house, and said in a voice without a little emotion. "Do you expect here here Find the hair of the Murloc, the seaweed of the horse -shaped water? "

"Of course not!" Lohart struggled to lift a small wooden boat buckled on the shelf, and looked at the place where it was covered by it before.

"I guarantee you!" Lohart raised the second small wooden boat again, with his hands completely. It seems that he knows his curse level. "It will definitely find it unexpectedly! "

Snape felt that he was playing, and he found a wand from his sleeve.

"Ah!" Lohart suddenly called out, Snape silently collected the wand back again.

"Look at this!" Lohart raised a silver egg and showed off Snape with cheerfully. "I know they are still here!"

"I seem to have seen that egg!" Harry whispered, and then began to think about where I saw that thing, "It seems, in the office of Lomat!"