[HP] Aunt of the Savior

"Fake?" Jody and Snape looked at Dumbledore in astonishment.

The surprised expressions of Jody and Snape at the same time made the old wizard show a naughty smile like a child. "Oh, Jody, Severus, that's rare."

Snape coughed lightly, and gave Dumbledore a not-so-friendly look in order to hide his feverish ears. "But you didn't mention that just now?"

"Oh, yes." Dumbledore crossed his fingers, arms resting on his wide desk. "I'm sure you are well aware that too many people should not be aware of this, it would not be beneficial to our plans."

"...don't you trust the professors, Albus?" Jody said sharply, meeting Dumbledore's blue eyes.

Dumbledore was silent for a while before answering softly: "I can't trust everyone, especially when it comes to Harry."

"You're suspicious of Quirrell," Snape said suddenly, not a question.Of all the professors involved in protecting the Philosopher's Stone, Professors McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Sprout had been teaching at Hogwarts for many years before he went to school, and they should be trusted.Only Quirinus Quirrell, who taught Defense Against the Dark Arts, looked the most suspicious.

"Quirrell?" Jody frowned.She didn't have much contact with Quirrell, and she wasn't very impressed.In her memory, there was no one named Quirinus Quirrell among the Death Eaters.She believes that Quirrell is also unlikely to be a Death Eater pretending to be-there should be no second person who can sneak into Hogwarts like her and become a professor.

Quirrell has a withdrawn personality and rarely chats with his colleagues. Moreover, he only taught for less than half a semester since he came to Hogwarts last school year, so he asked for leave and left the school for the reason of accumulating first-hand practical experience.For the remaining half a year, the Defense Against the Dark Arts course was taught by the deans of the four colleges in turn.However, this is something that Hogwarts professors have become accustomed to. Over the years, almost no professor has successfully stayed in this position until the second year. The position of Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is cursed. The rumors have intensified in recent years.

No one knew better than Jody and Snape that the rumor was true.In private, Jody once joked with Snape that maybe because of the leave, Professor Quirrell would become the rare Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who taught for the second year in these years.

"Yes, I hope you can pay more attention to him." Dumbledore sighed. "Quirinus is a very talented young wizard, I am sorry."

"Is this what you call exercise?" Jody glared at Dumbledore angrily. "Let Harry break through the level set by the professors to protect the Philosopher's Stone, or let Harry face an adult wizard who may be plotting evil?"

"Jody, all this is happening under our attention." Dumbledore said calmly. "I know that you and Severus have been teaching Harry. I believe in you and in Harry's ability. He should accept a test and get exercise to make him grow better. With us protecting him, he will not What real danger would there be?"

Jody glanced at Snape, realizing that he'd been less adamant about the plan after hearing Dumbledore say it wasn't the real Philosopher's Stone.Finally, she finally gave up her claim: "Okay, then I'll join the program, watch Harry, give him exercise, but never put him in danger - Albus, I miss you and I As clearly as I can, I cannot afford another oversight or accident."

Jody remained silent all the way back to the cellar, which disturbed Snape a little.He wondered if Jody would be offended by his attitude in Dumbledore's office.But he admits he was convinced by Dumbledore that Harry Potter needed some practical exercise with a safe guard.It was just a fake Philosopher's Stone, and even if Quirrell was really plotting something wrong, as long as he saw the fake Philosopher's Stone, he would not waste his precious escape time hurting a little wizard.

"Severus."

Snape responded with some trepidation. "Joe, do you feel..."

"Did I really spoil Harry too much?" Jody interrupted Snape, looking at him very distressed. "But I can't stop worrying about Harry, Severus, I know you don't always agree with what I think sometimes, even though you never said it..."

"I won't say it, but I don't think your actions will spoil that kid. If I object, I will show it, just like today. Joe, you have done a good job over the years, we will not Spoiling Harry. Of course you care more about Harry's safety than anyone else." Snape looked down at Jody's face, her eyes were full of worries about Harry Potter and what she did to herself Is it right to be depressed.Over the years, Jody's eyes have always shown too much care for Harry, which often made Snape feel uncomfortable, but seeing Jody's expression, he still felt that this expression looked like hers. Very cute.

"...Really...you did a good job..." He finally couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed Jody's lips. "very good……"

Jody didn't close her eyes immediately as usual, and she felt much more at ease in the closest distance she could confirm that Snape's words were not empty consolation.When Snape couldn't get enough of it and let go of Jody reluctantly, Jody felt that his face must have turned red.

"Help me, I have to go to the room I arranged to change those potions later. The potions I arranged were much stronger than Dumbledore asked. But if it is for Harry..." Nepe pursed his lips, his voice a little hoarse.

Jody couldn't help laughing.While sorting out Snape's potion reserves, she watched curiously as he sat at his desk, writing and drawing on a piece of parchment. "what are you writing?"

"A question of logic," Snape said as he wrote. "I hope Harry Potter isn't so stupid that he can't answer such a simple question."

Jody leaned over to read the little poem on the parchment. "I didn't know your writing was so good?"

"I thought you read a lot of my papers?" Snape raised his eyebrows proudly.

"I think I'd like to read something other than the paper... dear Severus." Jody smiled slyly, and then, without waiting for a response from the embarrassed Snape, she followed the little song. The selected potion was stuffed into Snape's arms, and he looked at his watch. "Okay, let's go, Harry is almost at Hogwarts, hope he has a good time on the train."

Snape snorted. "He'll have a good time just meeting any Weasley."

As Snape said, Harry's journey was generally quite pleasant.

After Sirius reluctantly sent him on the train, Harry immediately started looking for the Weasleys. Although he kept hiding his true identity from Ron, that didn't stop him from treating Ron as his closest friend. Good friend.

"Hey, Ron, you can sit here." Seeing Ron pushing the box around looking for a seat, Harry immediately greeted happily.

"Ah, thank you, we arrived a little late, and there are no seats in the other boxes..." Ron sat down opposite Harry, feeling something was wrong. "Wait, how do you know my name?"

"Look here." Harry had an idea, and pointed to Ron's box, which said R.B. Weasley, "I just heard your mother call Ron by the name, I think it should be yours name."

Harry's words made Ron's face blush, and the freckles on his face were distinct. "My mother is used to... I think you can see that there are many people at the station, and she just..."

"Oh, that's okay." Ron's kind response made Harry smile happily, "I also think your mother looks very nice, she must be a very good mother."

"Yes, of course." Ron smiled, and he was not as nervous and embarrassed as before. "You see, I'm Ron Weasley, what about you?"

"My name is Harry Potter." It was the first time Harry introduced his name formally to other people, and then for the first time he deeply understood how right it was that Aunt Jody told him to hide his identity from others .

When Ron heard Harry's name, his eyes widened in surprise, and he wanted to see his scars, and wanted to ask him if he remembered You-Know-Who - they never talked about it when they played together before. All this, Harry never knew that Ron had such a great interest in him, he simply regarded Harry as a character that only appeared in a storybook.

But to Harry's relief, Ron didn't continue this excitement. He told Harry about his family, accidentally complained about his poverty, and blushed for his own gaffe... These familiar conversations made Harry Leigh was relieved that at least Ron was the same Ron he knew.

Even though Harry changed to a brand new identity, Ron did not change at all, just like Ron and Luna could not play together before, he soon got along with Hulk who came to help Neville Longbottom find the toad Min Granger was conflicted.

Harry still remembered this little Muggle-born witch he met in the robe shop, and she did seem to buy a lot of reference books, because she was amazed that Harry could appear in so many books this time— —Harry was pretty sure there was no mention of himself in any of the textbooks.And he hadn't read any of the books Granger was talking about.Granger's chattering and arrogant attitude made Ron dumbfounded and furious. Obviously, Ron hadn't read the books Granger was talking about.When Granger left the box after reminding Ron of the dirt on his nose, Ron looked annoyed.And when Draco Malfoy also came to the door, Harry's mood also turned bad.

Ron couldn't help complaining to Harry when Granger showed off the knowledge she had seen in "A Piece of Hogwarts History" in front of Ron again. "I don't want to be assigned to a college with her."

Harry glanced quickly at the teacher's table, staring at Draco Malfoy's gleaming head, "I don't want to be in a house with him either..."

Ron was so pleased that Harry thought as he did, he didn't even notice that Harry used "he" instead of "she".

Next, with the singing of the sorting hat, the sorting ceremony that made all the freshmen nervous finally began.

Harry couldn't help but expect that Draco would be sorted into the Hufflepuff he despised and opted out of, but as Draco Malfoy said before, the moment the hat touched his head it put him in Slytherin.

Then, to Ron's disappointment, Hermione Granger was also sorted into Gryffindor.

Then, finally, it was Harry's turn.When he put the Sorting Hat on, it felt like the whole auditorium was staring at him.But when the hat was put on his head, his vision was immediately blocked, leaving only darkness.

A small voice softly whispered in his ear: "Oh, Harry Potter, let me take a look... It's hard, you want to prove yourself, and you have talent... I want to go to Slytherin? Ah , Not a bad consideration, it can help you move towards glory and cast glory... But, look at this extraordinary courage, you brave and bold little guy... I think I know where you are more suitable..."

Jody, dressed as Professor Bubbaji, stared nervously and intently at Harry, who was sitting on a stool with the sorting hat on his back, and had the illusion that he had returned to the night he was sorted.Harry once asked her which house she wished he could go to, and she always told him whichever house was good.In fact, Jody herself has never been able to figure out which house she would prefer Harry to be sorted into.

But then, she didn't have to worry about the question anymore, because the hat had already announced the answer loudly: "Gryffindor!"

Harry took off the hat on his head and handed it to Professor McGonagall next to him. With the loud cheers of "We have Potter" from the Gryffindors, Harry dragged his legs and walked towards the long table of Gryffindor .As much as he disliked Draco Malfoy, he ended up leaning slightly towards Slytherin in his heart, and he wanted to prove to Professor Snape that he was much better than Malfoy.But in the end the hat sorted him into Gryffindor.

But at the Gryffindor table, Harry received a warm welcome.Many people reached out to shake his hand, and Harry responded politely one by one, and even the ghost on the Gryffindor table came over and patted Harry excitedly, which made him feel as if he had been taken from the head Poured a bucket of ice water.It wasn't until Professor McGonagall cleared his throat and Harry was slapped down on the bench by whoever slapped him that the little commotion subsided.

Harry was now facing the teacher's bench, and Hagrid sat in a corner not far from the Gryffindor table, smiling at him with a thumbs up.In the middle of the teacher's bench sits Professor Dumbledore, who looks exactly like the one on the Chocolate Frog card.Harry looked at each professor accordingly, and finally glanced at Professor Snape with some anxiety, and quickly looked away.

To Harry's disappointment, Professor Snape showed no expression on his face regarding the results of his sorting.