My Hogwarts Day

Hogwarts Castle, inside the History of Magic classroom.

Richard watched with interest as Harry struggled to practice the Patronus Charm.

"Shouldn't this spell be very simple? Just remember the happy things and then say the spell?"

Lupine and Harry ignored this shameless speech and continued to practice.

"Eat." Lupine handed Harry a chocolate frog, "Eat it before we try again. I didn't expect you to do it the first time. Honestly, I'd be surprised if you succeeded. After all, not everyone is that pervert.

Hearing Lupine's words, Harry nodded in agreement first, then scratched his head annoyed, it seemed worse than the beginning. "

Harry muttered, bit off the frog's head, and said to Lupine.

"I heard her voice louder this time, and his, Voldemort."

Hearing this name, Lupine's face turned paler than usual.

"Harry, I'll understand if you don't want to continue."

"I'm going to keep going!" Harry said furiously, and stuffed the rest of the chocolate frogs into his mouth.

"I have to! What if the dementors show up again while we're playing Ravenclaw? I can't fall anymore. If we lose the match, we'll lose the Quidditch trophy!"

"Wait, are you going to play us next? I don't remember it being Slytherin." Richard interrupted suddenly.

Harry didn't expect Richard to ask this question, was taken aback for a moment, and then explained.

"It was supposed to be Slytherin, but Ravenclaw won Hufflepuff, so we went with Ravenclaw, Wood said, I don't know."

Then, am I helping the enemy in disguise, Ravenclaw? A mysterious word appeared in Richard's mind.

On the other hand, Lupine thought for a while when he heard Harry's words that he would continue training.

"You may want to choose another kind of memory, happy memory, I mean, another kind, and then think about it with all your heart, the memory you just didn't seem strong enough.

Harry thought hard, then decided that Gryffindor House winning the House Cup last year must be a happy memory. He gripped his wand tightly again, and stood in the middle of the classroom.

"Ready?" Lupine asked, gripping the lid of the case. "Get ready," Harry said, trying to fill his mind with happy memories of Gryffindor's victory instead of thinking about what would happen when the lid of the case was opened.

"Go!" Lupine said, pulling back the lid. The classroom suddenly became cold and dark again. The dementor slid forward, rattling and gasping for air. Ten worm-smelling hands reached out to Harry.

"Guardian!" Harry yelled, "Guardian! Guardian!"

The white mist made him lose his mind, and there were vaguely large figures moving around him, and then a new voice came, it was the voice of a man shouting, panicked, "Lily

Take Harry and run away! It's him! Run away! Run away! I'll resist him~. ’ Someone staggered out of the room, a door burst open, and there was a high-pitched laugh.

"Harry! Harry, wake up." Lupine slapped Harry's face hard. This time it took a minute before Harry realized why he was lying on the dusty classroom floor.

"I heard my dad's voice," Harry muttered under his breath, "this is the first time I've heard him, he managed to fight Voldemort himself, giving my mom time to escape."

Harry suddenly realized that the tears and sweat on his face were mixed together. He kept his head down as far as he could, drying his tears and sweat on his robes, pretending to be tying his shoes so Lupine couldn't see.

"Did you hear James?" Lupine asked, his voice strange.

"Yes." Drying his face, Harry looked up.

"Huh? You don't know my dad, do you?"

"I, to tell you the truth, I know each other," Lupine said, "we were friends at Hogwarts. Look, Harry, maybe we should call it a day. The spell is too advanced for me to suggest you go through These things."

"No!" Harry said. He stood up again. "I'm going to try again! I'm thinking about things that aren't happy enough and that's why I'm like this. Keep at it." Harry began to rummage again.

A really happy memory that he was able to make into a good, strong Patronus, finding out he was a wizard for the first time, and leaving the Dursleys to go to Hogwarts! If that wasn't already Happy memories, he didn't know what happy memories were, and as he tried to recall how he felt knowing he was leaving the Dursleys, Harry stood up and faced the packing box again.

"Ready?" Lupine said, looking as if doing so was against his best judgment. "Have you tried to concentrate? Okay, let's go!" He lifted the lid of the packing box for the third time, and the dementor rose from the box, and cold and darkness filled the classroom.

"Guardian!" Harry yelled, "Guardian! Guardian!"

The screaming in Harry's head started again, but this time it sounded like it was coming from an out-of-tuned radio. The voice got weaker, louder, weaker again. He could still see the Dementor, it stopped, and then a huge silver shadow shot out from the end of Harry's wand, hovering between Harry and the Dementor, although Harry felt his legs were terribly weak, But he was still standing by himself after all, although he didn't know how long he could stand.

"Funny funny!" Lupine roared, jumping forward. With a loud crack, Harry's misty Patronus disappeared along with the Dementor.

"Great!" said Lupine, striding over to where Harry was sitting. "Great, Harry! Surely a good start!"

"Can we try again? Just once?"

"Not now," Lupine said firmly, "you've had enough tonight." He handed Harry a large bar of the best chocolate in Honeydukes. "Eat it all, or Madam Pomfrey will come after me. How about this time next week?"

"Okay," Harry said. He took a bite of the chocolate and watched as Lupine extinguished the lights that came back to life with the dementors gone. He suddenly had an idea. "Professor Lupine?" he said. "If you know my dad, you must know Sirius Black." Lupine turned quickly. "How do you remember this?" he asked sharply.

"Nothing, I mean, I just found out they were friends at Hogwarts too."

Lupine's face was less tense. "Yes, I know him," he said curtly, "or else I think I do. You might as well go, Harry, it's getting late.

Seeing Harry stand up, Richard wanted to follow and leave, but was stopped by Lupine.

"Harris, could you please wait a moment?"

Under Harry's curious gaze, Richard nodded indifferently, and then said to Harry.

"Harry, you go back first."

Harry originally wanted to wait at the door of the classroom, but obviously Lupine didn't want to talk to Richard in the classroom, so he quickly tidied up the classroom and waved to Richard

Seeing Harry who was still waiting at the door, Lupine said gently.

"..." I just have some personal matters to ask Harris, Harry, you should go back first. "

Harry left the classroom in a daze, walked down the corridor, turned the corner, and made a detour behind a suit of armor, sat on its pedestal and finished his chocolate, wishing he hadn't mentioned Black just now. Already, because Lupine was clearly not interested in the subject.

Then Harry's thoughts went back to his parents, and he felt tired and strangely empty, even though he'd just had his fill of chocolate. It was terrifying to hear his parents' dying voices in his head, but that was the only time Harry heard his dad's voice. If, however, he half-thoughts and listened to his parents' voices, he would never be able to produce a proper Patronus. "They're dead," he told himself sternly, "they're dead, and listening to their echoes won't bring them back. If you want the Quidditch cup, you might as well get yourself under control." He stood up, Popped the last morsel of chocolate into his mouth and headed back to Gryffindor Tower.

On the other hand, Richard followed Professor Lupine to his office.

"Would you like something to drink?" Lupine asked.

"Black tea, although I haven't done anything this evening, I am indeed a little thirsty." Richard came to the only sofa in the office and sat down, watching Lupine busy making tea and bringing it over.

"Then, professor, just tell me what you want, it's impossible at this late hour just to treat me to a cup of tea." Richard took a sip (No's) and put the teacup on the table and asked Lupine .

After Lupine paused for a moment, he said to Richard in a flat tone.

"Tonight, you shouldn't be here to study, right? My level should be at the point where you want to study."

"There's really nothing to learn. Professor Snape asked me to come." Richard betrayed Snape without hesitation.

"Oh? Professor Snape? Why? Doesn't he hate Harry?" Lupine gave a puzzled look.

"Yes, Professor Snape doesn't like Harry, but he does like Harry's eyes."

"Harry's eyes?" Lupine was even more puzzled, but he suddenly thought, Harry's green eyes, aren't they exactly the same as Lily's? "Lily?

"That's right, he wouldn't let anything happen to Harry just because of that." Richard said indifferently.

Professor Lupine froze for a moment, then hesitantly said to Richard.

"Did you know something?"

"Know what? Marauders? Moonface? Or the Wolfsbane thing?"

Hearing Richard's words, Lupine relaxed instead. It seems that the little wizard in front of him knows everything, and he and Snape have such a good relationship [Snape will definitely tell him the reason.

"Then what do you think about me becoming your professor?" Lupine asked with a guilty conscience. .