Hogwarts lazy snake

Following this shout, everyone's eyes seemed to be drawn by silk threads, and they all looked in the direction of the sound.

At this time, the surrounding environment seemed to be disturbed by the sudden shout.

The originally calm grass was shaking its tips slightly, as if trembling nervously; the branches above the head, which were originally stretching out quietly, were now swaying gently, and the leaves were rustling, as if whispering.

The lake water in the distance was as calm as a mirror, but at this moment it was rippling and spreading outward in circles.

Step, step, step

The sound of heavy footsteps broke the subtle atmosphere, and Horn saw Hagrid's huge figure jogging towards him.

With every step, the ground seemed to tremble slightly, and it felt like a small giant beast was approaching.

Suddenly, Horn felt dizzy and the whole world seemed to be turned upside down.

However, this feeling only happens in a flash, so fast that people almost think it is an illusion.

"Horn!"

It seemed as if I heard someone calling my name. The voice seemed to come from a faraway place, yet it also seemed to be whispering in my ear.

Horn was stunned for a moment, as if his soul had left his body, and everything around him became blurry.

Then he slowly came to his senses and saw Hagrid had already walked in front of everyone.

His tall body was like a small mountain, blocking some of the light and casting a large shadow on the ground.

"What's wrong, Hagrid?" Harry saw Hagrid in front of him looking a little hurried, his eyes full of curiosity, and couldn't help asking.

"Yeah, Hagrid, what do you want from us?"

Hermione asked, her eyes fell on the book in Hagrid's hand, her eyes were full of curiosity: "What are you holding?"

"Hahaha, you discovered it. This is a treasure."

Hagrid said this while proudly waving the book in his hand. He looked like a child showing off his favorite toy, and spoke in a rather naughty tone.

"Baby? What baby?"

When Ron heard the word "baby", his eyes lit up and he immediately asked Hagrid.

"Oh, Weasley, this is not for you. Of course, you can also take a look. Um, wait, you can all take a look."

When Hagrid heard what Ron said, he tilted his head with a simple smile on his face, then picked up the book in his hand and handed it to Harry.

"Harry, look what I brought you!?"

Harry looked at what Hagrid handed him, his eyes full of curiosity.

Because Hagrid just said that this was a treasure, could it really be for him? His eyes were fixed on the book, and he felt like a kitten was tickling him in his heart.

"Harry!"

Just as Harry was thinking about the book that Hagrid handed over, he suddenly seemed to hear someone calling him. The voice seemed to come from another time and space, ethereal but clearly audible.

"Huh, who called me? Dumbledore?"

Harry, who heard the shout, suddenly said this subconsciously. There was a hint of doubt and a little nervousness in his eyes, as if this name had a special magic.

"Hey, Harry, that's Hagrid calling you." Ron couldn't help but remind Harry when he saw that Harry seemed to be suddenly stunned.

"Horn, Harry!"

At this time, the voice of that figure appeared again in the ears of Harry and Horn, as soft as a whisper, but revealing an indescribable mysterious power.

who? !

Horn and Harry blurted out in unison, their eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly, trying to find the source of the sound.

"Horn, are you okay?" Draco frowned slightly when he saw Horn's appearance, and immediately asked with concern.

"Yeah, Harry, what's wrong with you?" Ron was not to be outdone. He asked with a worried look on his face.

"Ron, Hermione, did you hear anyone calling my name and Horn's name?"

Harry did not answer Ron, but asked everyone present if they heard anyone calling him.

There was a hint of anxiety and some uneasiness in his eyes, as if this voice was very important and could not be ignored.

"Hey, Harry, did you go a little crazy after seeing the report card? Of course you heard it. Wasn't it just Hagrid calling you? Who else?!"

Seeing Harry's puzzled look, Hermione couldn't help but reach out and touch Harry's forehead. After feeling that there was nothing unusual, she still said with some concern:

", in this state, why don't you go see Madam Pomfrey?"

Horn looked at the scene in front of him, and he suddenly felt as if he had missed something, and as if something was wrong. There seemed to be a fog in his mind that he could not dispel.

"Horn, Hermione is quite right. You two seem to be a little uncomfortable."

Draco noticed that the two of them seemed to be hallucinating, so he asked them if they wanted to go and take a look.

Just as everyone was discussing the strange situation of Harry and Horn, there was a slight sound of the corner of a robe rubbing against the ground, and then, Professor Snape's iconic black robe figure appeared in front of everyone.

He walked with a steady and slightly eerie pace, his eyes showing his usual coldness and sharpness.

"Humph, I wonder what's going on that's making you all so noisy." Professor Snape glanced at everyone, his eyes lingering on each person's face for a moment, as if he wanted to see through them:

"Look at you all, you are like a bunch of headless trolls. If you had put some of your energy from studying potions into paying attention to your behavior, you wouldn't be so out of control."

When his eyes fell on Hagrid, he frowned slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied with Hagrid's appearance here, but he quickly shifted his gaze away and refocused on Harry, Horn and others.

"Speaking of potion results, I have to say that the result this time is simply a disaster." Professor Snape's mouth curled up with a hint of sarcasm, "Some people's results are simply a blasphemy to potions. I thought that after so much time of study, you would at least have a basic grasp of those simple potions, but what is the result?"

His gaze lingered on Ron for a moment longer, intentionally or unintentionally. Ron couldn't help but flinch, remembering the hectic scenes in his Potions class.

"However," Professor Snape changed the subject, "there are still a few people who give me a glimmer of hope.