HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

Fred and George thought it was all very funny.

The two older boys happened to meet Harry, looked at each other, and understood what the other was thinking.

"Make way for the Heir of Slytherin." Fred bowed deliberately and waved his arms to pretend to sweep the road.

"The most evil wizard has arrived!" George led the way as if to welcome guests.

"This is not something that can be made fun of." Percy looked unhappy and looked at his two brothers coldly.

Percy knew his two younger brothers were playful, but this was serious business.

There are Gryffindor juniors and students from the next house who are petrified and injured, so you shouldn't make fun of other people's injuries and misfortunes.

"Go away! Percy, you are blocking Sir Harry's way," Fred waved his hand, "Your time is precious."

"Yes! He is busy discussing with his servants a big plan to eliminate Muggle wizards!" George laughed.

Percy frowned as he watched them messing around, "Don't go too far, I'm warning you, or you'll lose points."

The big red-haired boy frowned and watched the two lawless brothers turn around and leave.

There was nothing he could do about it except to turn a blind eye.

"This is not funny at all." Ginny said sadly with a pale face, "It's not funny."

All of this was done by himself, but the curses were all Harry's. He was criticized and gossiped about every day.

Ginny felt extremely guilty, her thin body crumbling.

"It's okay, Ginny, they were just joking." Ron comforted his sister, "We all know that Harry cannot be the heir of Slytherin. How could the heir of Slytherin be in Gryffindor? ?Right, Harry."

Ron tried to interact with Harry, but Harry didn't notice what he said.

All he could think about was seeing Dumbledore wearing the Sorting Hat.

No, I'm a Gryffindor.

Harry thought over and over again, trying to convince himself.

He was shaken and that was why he was so uncertain and scared.

I don’t know when the trend of public opinion changed.

"The heir of Slytherin is Harry Potter? How is that possible? Do you think that the pure-blood family does not exist?" Crabbe chatted with Goyle, his voice not quiet.

What? Harry Potter?

When people walking in twos and threes in the corridor heard this voice, they knew there was some gossip.

Deliberately slowing down his pace, he pricked up his ears and eavesdropped.

The two men were holding many small cakes in their hands and talking as they walked.

"You know what?" Goyle said with his mouth full, looking careless.

yes! If you know anything, just tell me quickly, why bother?

"You just know how to eat. I'll tell you secretly. Don't tell anyone else." Crabbe looked around, but no one paid attention to him. "We Slytherins all know parselang."

what?

Can Slytherins speak parseltongue?

How come I don't know this news? Then Harry Potter is not Slytherin, how could he be?

"That can't be done! I won't!" Gore muttered, but his voice was clear enough.

Let me see! How is it possible that Slytherin can do it? There are ready-made examples of this, but there is one who doesn’t know how to do it!

"You know how to do it if you learn it?" Crabbe was disgusted and stuffed a small cake.

"Then where to learn? Who teaches?" Gower asked curiously.

It’s a good question, and it brings out everyone’s thoughts.

"The Good Hungry Club has this course. It's like ancient magic texts. You can learn it by yourself." Crabbe rolled his eyes, "If you haven't learned it, will the knowledge jump into your head by itself?"

Does the Good Hungry Club still teach this? Who teaches? How could that person do that?

"Who taught you that?" Gower once again became everyone's talking point.

"..." Crabbe leaned into Goyle's ear, "You know it!"

"Oh!" Gore nodded, "I understand."

What do you know that you already know?

If you know, let me know too!

Those who eavesdropped were left scratching their heads, not knowing the key information, which was very frustrating.

"How could Potter do that?" Goyle's voice was full of doubts.

"He saw that Malfoy had learned it and he had to learn it. Who doesn't know that 'Black snake comes out of the hole' is the secret skill of the Malfoy family?" Crabbe said in a nonchalant tone, and then suddenly thought of something, "Quick, quick, quick! Malfoy asked us to Borrow books from the library for him, Mrs. Pince won’t be in the library if it’s too late.”

Krala grabbed Goyle and ran out quickly. The latter hugged the small cake tightly in his arms for fear of scattering.

I understand, someone in the Good Hunger Club is teaching Parsell, and even a Slytherin can learn it.

Potter was fighting Malfoy in the ring and deliberately learned this trick to irritate him.

Potter isn't the only one who knows parseltongue.

Then he...shouldn't be the heir of Slytherin, right?

The students walking together looked at their friends and talked to each other.

"We accomplished what you said."

"Not a word left."

Crabbe and Goyle stood tall before Malfoy.

"Very good, we have nothing to do with you now." Malfoy waved his hand, "Go to the library and pick up a book before going back to the dormitory."

"Okay." The two people turned and walked towards the library.

Licolis said that they had to go to the library to get a book and come back to the whole show.

Next, it’s the home court for the three of us.

The students who heard the secret in the corridor went to confirm whether it was true or false. How could everyone know the language of snakes?

The results really proved that to be the case.

Malfoy walked his black snake like a dog, taking it for a walk. He went out of his way to scare the Gryffindor children, laughing and calling Black Snake back when others didn't dare to move.

Pansy let a black snake leave the two Hufflepuff children, and proudly said that the next time they met, they should remember to run and not just stand there.

One of the Ravenclaw boys caught Nott making the snakes dance, and he said he was performing it in the Slytherin common room at Christmas and wanted him to keep it a secret.

"You really showed your true colors." Lycoris commented on Malfoy's exaggerated performance.

"I only learned 'past' and 'go away'. This is too difficult." Pansy sighed.

"So why did I make the snakes dance?" Nott asked Lycoris, "I like Pansy's scene."

"Do you feel like you are enthusiastic and helpful?" Licoris Soul asked.

What could Nott say? Fortunately, I am better at learning than Pansy, and just a little worse than Malfoy.

"Why are we like this?" Pansy asked curiously, "What's the use?"

"When everyone suspected that he hated Harry Potter, his reputation hit rock bottom," Lycoris said calmly, "Just like before."

Three pairs of eyes looked at her.

"Bottom out." The girl drew her wand across the void, and a "V" appeared.

"When the truth comes out, everything will turn into praise, and there will be people who feel guilty about their previous actions and want to make it up to him."