The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

In fact, since the beginning of school, except for the day when the Hogwarts Express and Diagon Alley were attacked, Harry has been having that dream repeatedly every day.

Although the specific content of the dream is actually very simple, it is just a voice repeating "I love you" over and over again.

But Harry didn't feel bored at all.

On the contrary, as Ron said before, 'sleep is a process of self-repair', Harry felt that the dream he had was a kind of repair for the mental damage caused by losing his parents at an early age.

It can even be said to be optimization and improvement.

Because through this highly immersive dream, Harry could clearly feel that his talents and talents in all aspects were steadily increasing, and there was a strong positive energy constantly instilling into his heart, which made him feel My mentality has now become confident and powerful.

Harry quite agreed with Hermione's words.

Maybe this really may be a disease, but it should also be a good disease.

Because the beautiful feeling brought about by this 'disease' was something Harry had never felt in the past ten years or so.

In the past, everyone also valued him, and he would even attract onlookers wherever he went.

But that's just what comes with his status as 'savior'.

And now, even a proud person like Hermione sincerely admitted his game.

Every subsequent Slughorn Club meeting held by Slughorn treated him as a central figure, and he smiled from ear to ear every time he saw him.

Hermione said before that Slughorn recommended him to visit the Potions Society of China.

But in fact it was not just a visit.

What Professor Slughorn meant to him in private was that after his recommendation, the president and vice-president of the Potions Association were very interested in his talents.

If this visit goes well, he can directly become a member of the Potion Association of China!

This is undoubtedly a great honor.

After all, except for bug-level characters like Link, even Professor Snape was able to join the Potions Association many years after graduation.

And all of this was achieved through his own efforts.

Taking a deep breath, Harry patted Ron's shoulder in comfort.

He didn't think Ron was jealous. He and Ron had been friends for many years. Harry thought he understood Ron's thoughts. In his opinion, Ron just cared more about him. As well as the discomfort caused by the sudden widening of the gap between the two, at least it is not malicious.

After organizing his words, Harry was ready to continue the job he always had to do - mediate the conflicts between Ron and Hermione so that they could get back together.

However, just when he was about to speak, the originally noisy auditorium suddenly became quiet.

Even Hermione and Ron sat down at this moment, pretending to be nonchalant.

This strange change made Harry realize something.

As if he felt something in his heart, he subconsciously turned his head to look at the hall.

Sure enough, Snape was seen striding into the auditorium.

The wide black cloak billowed behind him, making him look like a giant bat.

Snape's arrival made the air pressure in the entire auditorium increase a lot. Wherever he went, the little wizards all lowered their heads and turned red.

The only exception in the scene was probably Harry.

When their eyes collided, Harry not only showed no fear at all, but instead smiled and nodded at Snape with kindness.

Snape's footsteps paused, and there seemed to be subtle surprise on his face.

However, after a brief pause, he also nodded towards Harry in an extremely rare move.

After a few minutes, Snape left the Great Hall.

Judging from the direction, he probably just wanted to go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, so he passed by the auditorium.

The original lively scene in the auditorium instantly returned to its original state.

A small number of students who had been so frightened that they almost shrank under the long table had even begun to make fun of Snape's cloak.

Ron grabbed Harry's arm and lowered his voice excitedly and said:

"Hermione, did you just see it? Harry was actually smiling at Snape?! Do you still dare to say that Harry is normal now? If he were normal, how could he do such a thing? He usually hates Snape the most! Snape? When he first started school this year, he heard that Snape became the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and he wished that Snape would be cursed to death this year!"

Hermione didn't say anything, just looked at Harry with a strange look on her face.

She also saw the scene clearly, and at this moment she had to admit that Harry's behavior was indeed strange.

After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said:

"Harry, why don't you go to the infirmary? I'm starting to wonder if someone has cast the Imperius Curse on you."

"Tsk—"

Harry slapped away Hermione's hand that reached out to touch his forehead and said:

"What are you talking about? I just smiled politely at Professor Snape!"

"Here's what makes us confused," Ron shook his head. "Usually when you see Snape, it's okay if you don't spit at him, and you smile at him? Besides, you just called him Professor Snape. ? You actually used the honorific title for him? This is even more strange!"

Hermione nodded in agreement.

Harry was going crazy and explained helplessly:

"My views and attitude towards Snape have indeed changed, but that's because I learned from Professor Slughorn not long ago that Snape is actually not related to my parents. Especially my father, who At that time... I did some very outrageous things to Snape. Ron, all of this is true. If you don’t believe it, you can ask Hermione!"

Ron looked at Hermione suspiciously.

Hermione nodded and said:

"So you're trying to make amends with Snape? That's stupid, Harry. I don't think you or your parents owe Snape anything? In my opinion, Snape brought it all on himself! Not to mention you Those parents are your parents, you are you, Snape should not inflict his hatred on your parents on you, and you naturally do not have to compensate Snape for what your parents did!"

Harry didn't speak, just lowered his head silently.

This was obviously unacceptable to Hermione's suggestion.

"Harry!"

Hermione was so angry that she raised her voice and called Harry's name again.

However, Harry waved his hand and said:

"Um... I think we should go to class. If we don't go, we might be late."

After saying that, Harry ran out of the auditorium in a panic. Hermione and Ron looked at each other anxiously, and finally had no choice but to chase after him.

Ron originally wanted to catch Harry and then continue to persuade him.

But when he arrived at the door of the classroom, he suddenly realized that what they were going to take seemed to be Snape's Defense Against the Dark Arts class!

Looking at Snape's pale, rigid face on the podium, Ron chose to shut up very conscientiously.

Hermione was still a little unconvinced, crossing her arms and looking at Harry and Snape with a sneer.

She was fully confident that she could persuade Harry to give up his apology for Snape.

It's easy.

Because judging from Hermione's experience, Snape truly hated Harry.

In this class, Snape's habitual targeting was bound to happen.

And by then, Hermione would have every reason to convince Harry.

After all, Harry is obviously not the kind of person who likes a warm face but a cold butt.

But the accident really happened.

Throughout the next lesson, although Snape still showed that he didn't like Harry very much, he did not target Harry in any form.

Even when Harry raised his hand, he agreed for the first time to get up and answer the question, and gave him an extra point afterwards.

To be honest, there is no difference if you have this kind of extra points or not.

But the students present were shocked.

This was the first time they had seen Snape give points to a Gryffindor, especially since the Gryffindor's name was Harry Potter.

It's outrageous!

"If you ask me, Professor Snape is pretty good. I just said hello to him in the auditorium, and now he's asking me to answer questions and giving me extra points. Use "Link Foley's Quotes" In Chinese terms, this is probably a courtesy exchange, right?"

Harry, who had received extra points, happily said to Ron and Hermione.

Looking at his happy look, Ron couldn't help but said:

"What are you so proud of? He just added 1 point to you. If you ask me, he just couldn't help it..."

Ron's words stopped abruptly.

He only felt a strong gust of wind, followed by a burning pain on his head.

"Five points for disturbing the order of class. Also, Ron Weasley, if you think my class is too boring, you can leave!"

Snape said as he used magic to take back the textbook he had just thrown out.

During this period, his eyes still paused on Harry, but he did not mock Harry as usual.

This discovery made Harry even happier. Although he had tried very hard to suppress it, his joy was still beyond words.

As for Ron, he was shaking with anger, but couldn't say anything.

I can only hold my head and be depressed alone.

This state lasted until Snape announced that get out of class was over, and Ron finally smiled a little.

But his smile soon froze again.

Because Snape had just packed his things and was about to leave, Harry suddenly jumped out and blocked Snape at the door, chattering.

This scene instantly attracted the attention of everyone in the classroom.

What's even more bizarre is that although the conversation between the two of them was short, it was generally quite harmonious. In the end, Snape actually nodded at Harry, as if he had promised Harry something.

This made many people look like they had seen a ghost.

On the other hand, Harry still seemed like nothing was wrong. He happily hugged his schoolbag and followed Snape out of the classroom.

Ron and Hermione looked at me and I looked at you, both very surprised.

In the end, Ron gritted his teeth and chased after him.

"Harry! What did you just say to Snape?"

Ron asked impatiently after finally catching up with Harry.

"It's nothing. I just asked him if he would go to the Slug Club party at Christmas. Professor Slughorn is said to be cooking for us himself." Harry still had a smile on his face, "I thought, this is It’s a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it would be a shame if he missed it.”

"So...you just invited Snape to dinner?"

Hermione also caught up, panting.

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"I think we have to talk."

"That's right, Harry, your problem is worse than we thought."

Hermione and Ron were singing in harmony, and after saying that, they directly lifted Harry up and walked towards the Gryffindor Tower.

In fact, with Harry's current physical condition, it was easy to break free from the two men's arms.

But Harry still let Hermione and Ron do whatever they wanted with a helpless expression.

Because he also felt that it was time to have a serious talk with Hermione and Ron.

The misunderstanding here has to be resolved, otherwise their relationship may have problems in the future.

But when they returned to the Gryffindor common room, they found that things had changed again.

The whole lounge was filled with cheers and noise.

Everyone, including the seventh-grade students who are currently preparing for the NEWT graduation exam and have been frowning all day, looked like they were dancing.

The three of them even found a lot of butterbeer on the coffee table in the common room.

This is something that would only be used to celebrate when it comes to winning the Academy Cup!

"Hey! Neville, what's going on here?"

Ron asked Neville, who was dancing with a girl in his arms. Hearing this, Neville excitedly gave Ron a hug, and then stuffed a copy of the "Daily Prophet" that still smelled strongly of ink. When he reached Harry's arms, he said:

"Don't you know yet? Link and Dumbledore won! The Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts also won!"

Neville explained the matter unclearly, and the three of them could only cast doubtful eyes on the newspaper in Harry's hand.

A magical photo of Link shaking hands with the French Minister of Magic was clearly printed on it.

Under this photo is the title of this urgent report - "Another great victory after more than four hundred years!"The French Ministry of Magic admitted that it was involved in the previous terrorist attack and was willing to pay corresponding compensation! 》.

Just after reading the title, Ron couldn't help but want to cheer.

The subsequent detailed report of this incident by the Daily Prophet made Ron tremble with excitement.

From the very beginning, he firmly believed that Link and Dumbledore would not fail and would surely defeat the French magical tribe at the conference table.

But like most people, he did not expect that Link and Dumbledore would win so neatly and beautifully!

Less than four days after the mediation meeting held by the International Federation of Wizards, the French Ministry of Magic declared a complete failure. Not only did it publicly apologize in the newspaper, it also compensated a large amount of gold galleons and resources!

Such an achievement is simply a miracle in the history of diplomacy!

If there was any regret, it would be that Beauxbatons' Norton, the culprit of the last attack, committed suicide.

But you can't blame Link and Dumbledore.

In Norton's position, most people would choose death.

After all, if it really fell into the hands of the Ministry of Magic of the Republic of China, he was afraid that his life would be worse than death.

And it is actually enough to do this.

At least in the next 200 years, the wizards of the Republic of China will no longer be short of milk magic materials.

"Ow!"

Ron finally couldn't help but roared out.

He tore off his robe with a tear, held it in his hand and waved it like a flag, while shouting:

"We are victorious! Neville, come with me to the dormitory! I still have a box of firewhiskey that George and Fred left for me! We won't come home until we get drunk tonight!"

As soon as Ron finished speaking, the excitement in the entire lounge increased even more.

When Hermione heard this, her eyebrows raised subconsciously.

This was a sign that she was about to get angry.

Normally when Ron saw this scene, he would be ready to run away or face a beating.

But this time, watching Ron walking towards the dormitory surrounded by cheers from Gryffindors, Hermione finally just shouted to the crowd:

"We still have classes to attend in the afternoon, so don't get drunk!"

In response to Hermione, Ron raised his middle finger from the crowd.

This obvious expansion caused Hermione's eyebrows that had just fallen to rise again.

On the other side, Harry was still reading the Daily Prophet carefully.

Perhaps in order to highlight the greatness of this victory and the high quality of this committee-based Ministry of Magic, the "Daily Prophet" paid special attention to the emergency report in this issue.

There are not only content about Link and Dumbledore's participation in the negotiation meeting, but also detailed reports on previous large-scale riots in the French Ministry of Magic.

It's a pity that what most people want to pay attention to is only the victory news of Link and Dumbledore.

In comparison, the tragic situation in the French wizarding world is more like a seasoning that people only enjoy in the middle of a meal called 'victory'.

But Harry was obviously not among these people.

His attention has been on reports about the French magic world from beginning to end.

Because the "Daily Prophet" accompanied it with many bloody and tragic photos of the scene!

Looking at the words and photos on the newspaper in front of him, Harry felt a wave of energy slowly spreading from the top of his head towards his whole body.

Harry was no stranger to this. In the past half month, he would have a similar feeling every time he studied.

That kind of energy seemed to be the source of his spiritual power, allowing him to complete all learning tasks with incredible efficiency.

Harry had never doubted whether this energy had any side effects.

Or, simply, something invaded his brain.

But this energy brought him all the glory recently, and the feeling was so soft and warm, as if he was in that dream.

Later, Harry even wondered if this thing was the ancient blood magic released by his mother on him.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why he is so blessed.

And now, Harry felt that he might have guessed wrong.

Because the energy that came this time was still warm.

But unlike the initial feeling of soaking in warm water, the warmth this time was like being in a tropical rainforest during the rainy season.

The hot and wet feeling gripped Harry's neck tightly, giving him a painful chest tightness.

Then, the familiar voice that had appeared in Harry's dreams every day for more than half a month also appeared again.

This time, what carried this voice was no longer the warm words of 'I love you', but painful and sharp wails and screams.

Amidst the screams, Harry felt that his soul was evaporating and his consciousness was losing consciousness.

Vaguely, he seemed to be in a world inside a newspaper photo.

He could see Norton, wearing a black robe, resolutely committed suicide.

He could see the dozen uniformed French Ministry of Magic staff smiling and dying generously.

He could see the red eyes of countless French wizards after witnessing Norton's last words.

Massacre and chaos are spreading across France!

Countless people poured into Furstenberg Square. Among them were dissatisfied protesters, but most of them were spectators and thugs planning to take advantage of the situation.

The protesters held up signs filled with slogans and roared at the fountain in the center of Furstenberg Square in an attempt to open the closed entrance to the French Ministry of Magic below.

The thugs were casting spells on everything around them, including vehicles, high-rise buildings, old people, children...

Everything is their target.

As for the crowd watching the excitement.

At the beginning of the commotion, they were still watching the excitement with a smile.

But as the chaos escalated, the gloating expressions finally disappeared from their faces after the thugs pointed their sticks at them.

Instead, there was the same fear and pain as those Muggles.

As countless magic spells surged, blood and fire were fused together.

The thugs vented their inner rage without any scruples, and responded to the piercing wails of their victims with maniacal laughter.

"Do not--"

Harry couldn't help but scream.

The surrounding world of blood and fire stagnated at this moment, and pieces collapsed.

Harry, who was soaked in cold sweat, returned to the familiar Gryffindor common room.

The worried faces of Hermione, Ron and others appeared in his sight.

Harry could see their mouths moving up and down, as if they were saying these things eagerly.

But when the sound reached Harry's ears, it turned into a vague murmur with unclear meaning.

The "Daily Prophet" in his hand had been crumpled into a ball by his excitement. Harry panted heavily and wiped the beads of sweat on his face before gradually coming back to his senses.

"I looked...I saw a terrible scene!"

Harry tremblingly opened the 'ball of paper' in his hand and showed the magical photo of Furstenberg Square to everyone around him. His voice was chaotic and hoarse, "A terrible thing happened there. The massacre, and that massacre is still continuing to this day... Blood and fire are spreading, and everyone's eyes are blood red..."

"What does this have to do with us? They are all French wizards. It would be better if all those arrogant French pigs died! After all, who told them to be our enemies? This is their retribution! "

The speaker was Ron.

His voice reached Harry's ears clearly.

This is strange.

Because Harry was sure that his hearing had not recovered.

Hermione had been tugging on his ears and saying something since just now.

But Harry didn't hear anything clearly.

What was even weirder was that, listening to Ron's words and looking at the mocking smile on Ron's face, a flame called anger surged out of Harry's heart for no reason.

Harry's eyes were also stained blood red.

Then he suddenly broke away from Hermione's support and punched Ron hard on the cheek!

"You bastard!"