Harry woke up and walked out of the black fog, and Bai You's contact with the outside world began to resume. He had no idea that in just a short period of time, due to Harry's mental weakness and his own negligence, someone outside had already revealed half of his background.

He looked at the two people supporting each other, smiled coldly, turned around and left.

Harry looked at Harley guiltily and secretly clenched his fists. This Bai You would drive him out of his mind sooner or later, so that he would never find a place to parasitize and he would never be able to control him again.

"It's all my fault," Harry lowered his brows, his tone full of self-blame.

"It's not your fault," Harry said gently, "but you have to be careful. This sudden situation is probably not an accident. You are being schemed by someone."

"But it shouldn't be Bai You this time. Think about it carefully. Is there anything else happening around you?"

Harry thought about it carefully. Since Dumbledore asked him to remove the counter-curse of the Invisible Sharpness, but did not go to Snape, he knew that Snape had probably been exposed. When the real Professor Snape went out and Dumbledore did not show any abnormality, this further confirmed his guess.

This person is the number one suspect. His origin is uncertain, and his methods are powerful and changeable. When he invaded Hogwarts, the pink smoke in his hand was really frightening. It is definitely the strongest weapon for mass attack. Associating with such a person is no different from dancing with a snake.

In addition, Voldemort, who Quirrell mentioned disappearing, was also a big suspect. Judging from the time, Voldemort definitely had enough time to get here and lurk. Judging from the magic of the attack, Harry felt that he must have been tricked. Who could sneak into Hogwarts and cast such a strange and vicious magic? Voldemort was very likely.

Also, also, there are actually some people hidden deep in Harry's heart, some people he is unwilling to explore in depth.

Ron's origins are a mystery, and he is definitely not the innocent red-haired little boy in his previous life. Hagrid's style is also very different from that of his previous life. He has been at the scene when Ron had the accident.

And then there were the snakes that suddenly appeared next to him.

They acted as if they were very familiar with him and talked about his future. Harry did not object on the surface, but in fact he was still somewhat wary of them.

It should be impossible for Aben to do that. After all, it was injured so badly for him.

Harry thought as he helped Harry to the sofa, "You should have a good rest first."

When he passed by Bai You, he didn't even glance at him, and was as cold as if this person didn't exist. The relationship between them had already been torn apart and the fight had begun. There was no need to pretend to be nice. He didn't have the ability to compete with him now.

Harry turned his head to look at Harry's weak body and fragile face, and a nameless anger rose up.

Bai You felt empty inside, he didn't know what he was regretting. Originally, their relationship was not that of friends, but of enemies. They knew it all, were on guard against each other, and used each other.

The bickering between them was just for the sake of peace.

Bai You suddenly felt a pain on his cheek. It was Harry who controlled his fist and punched him with a fierce wind. Bai You also saw the miserable state of Harry's body. Although he did not achieve his goal and should be angry, he felt guilty.

For a reason he was unwilling to admit, he silently endured Harry's punch without saying a word.

Harry raised his eyebrows in surprise, looking at this usually elegant nobleman, with disheveled hair and bruised cheeks, enduring his punches without resistance. Although he was a little surprised, don't expect him to forgive him.

Harry found that he had some control. Sometimes he could temporarily block Bai You's detection of the outside world, prevent him from acquiring his own mental activities, and resist his control over his soul.

After Harry recovered, Snape released him and decided not to embarrass him anymore, but he still mocked him, saying that he was a fragile paper man. Dumbledore was still as usual, sometimes strolling to the edge of the Forbidden Forest to check on the person who suddenly appeared, but he didn't seem to be in a hurry.

Harry had originally imagined that Dumbledore would explore the cause of his sudden coma, and he had thought of all kinds of excuses to fool him, but Dumbledore didn't mention it. He just waved his hand and, except for retaining his Quidditch and Potions classes, he would give him lessons whenever he had time, or call his other teacher over and the two of them would take turns to give him extra lessons.

Harry is now miserable. The original difficulty of the class was as simple as 1+1 in primary school, but now it has to be turned into university-level advanced mathematics and physics, and he is taught knowledge that he has never learned in his previous life.

As soon as he opened his eyes during the day, he had to study the profound magical knowledge. From time to time, he would be beaten up by Dumbledore and Snape. Except for lunch time and sleeping time, he had to go into the Gryffindor space to complete the learning of double knowledge.

Harley was hurt by Bai You the last time she went to wake him up, and she was in a bad mental state. It would take a long time for her to recover, so he could only learn everything on Harley's schedule, including dancing, playing various musical instruments and singing.

Harry looked at the pink ballet skirt, white stockings, and dancing shoes on his body, suppressed his urge to get angry, and glared at Harry who was gloating beside him. Harry had to heal her wounds, so she soaked in the black lake in the space, wearing a magic tool that allowed her to float, and looked at Harry with a teasing look at the stiff movements.

She covered her mouth with her hands from time to time. Although the laughter did not come out of her mouth, it jumped out happily from Harley's emerald and bright eyes.

Seeing Harry smile, Harry's tense expression suddenly relaxed. If it could make her happy, it would be fine.

But, what about the big guy next to him!

"You! Stop laughing. What are you laughing at? If you really want to go to class so badly, you might as well dance yourself." Gryffindor started laughing secretly, but after Harry finished speaking, he started laughing heartily. This hearty laughter attracted some teachers in the castle to stick their heads out curiously.

Harry was so scared. Just now only three people knew about it. Now what if so many people saw him like this? How could he attend classes in the future?

"Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore." Gryffindor stopped his laughter, "But I'm professionally trained, and I won't laugh unless I can't help it." After saying this, Gryffindor ignored Harry's stabbing eyes behind him and walked into the castle while laughing, bending down from time to time, "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha——"

The hearty laughter spread to every corner.

Here, Ron and Hermione came to Snape's office door together. They were going to put him in detention.

"Uh", the two looked at each other, who will come?

"Please." Ron made a gesture of invitation to Hermione. "It is a gentleman's courtesy to a lady."

"Ah, no, no, no, please. Students who are fast at mastering potions should show basic humility to those who are a little slower." Hermione said with a smile.

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