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Remus was absent from class again, and he had been attending classes with James and Sirius lately.Remus originally planned to become an Inspector after graduation, but now, he has changed his mind. He wants to become an Auror, with everyone, or join the Order of the Phoenix.

"You can't miss class anymore, Remus, you will repeat the grade." Sirius said with some concern.

"Whatever." Remus smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "Don't worry, I'll go to Professor Dumbledore to find a solution."

Peter stared at him with wide eyes, and his tone of surprise made his voice sound a little thinner: "I never knew you were so chic!"

Remus put his arm around Peter's shoulders and sat on the sofa, "I'm a raider, buddy."

Diploma, grade certificate, what is that?Remus never cared about credentials.He is not grateful to Dumbledore for giving him a chance to prove himself, he is a werewolf, even if he is a master, his future life will not be smooth sailing.But he was grateful to Professor Dumbledore for giving him a campus where he had these friends.

He looked at James who was practicing the spell, stood up and walked towards him, training with him.

They are now in the Room of Requirement, and James has received the book list and some spells from Harry. The usually lazy Master Potter seems to have transformed into a good student, and he is learning one by one according to those spells.

Remus stood opposite James and drew his wand.The two faced each other with serious expressions, and the situation was on the verge of breaking out.

Suddenly, James shot a spell at Remus, and quickly left the place. Immediately afterwards, the place where James was standing was blown out of a shallow crater.

"Hey! Don't be serious!" Peter yelled worriedly in the distance, "Don't be serious!"

Remus was very strong, he was a werewolf after all, even if James used the spell well, he failed in the end.James decisively transformed into a stag, running and jumping nimbly in the room full of bunkers in the Room of Requirement, and when he saw the right moment, he lowered his head and hit Lupine with his sharp horns.

Lupine's body stretched instantly, his clothes exploded, his limbs turned into sharp claws, and he fiercely grabbed the stag.

A duel between man and man has become a contest between beasts and beasts.

Lily rubbed the medicine on James with red eyes, cursing while applying the medicine, "You guys are crazy to fight like this? Lupine is a werewolf, you are a docile deer! You damn fawn can't behave like this." Do you eat your grass?!"

James sat on the chair, grinning in embarrassment, his face was slashed by Lupine.He looked at Remus, who was also in a mess, and laughed while taking a breath, "Harry is training too."

Yes, Harry was training, too, and his training was supervised by Auror members of the Order of the Phoenix, and it was much better and harder than their half-baked practice.

"Why isn't Harry coming? It's almost exam time. Do you know why?" Lily asked.

"I don't know." Remus shrugged his shoulders, but the wound on his shoulder caused him to gasp involuntarily.

Lily looked at James again, but James also shook his head, "I don't know either. Harry is not like me, he is a good baby, and he never plays tricks or jokes. I think...he might know something We don’t know. Moreover, it’s a top secret, otherwise he will definitely tell me.”

"Oh—top secret—"

"Yes, top secret...and, it is likely to be related to my family."

The expressions of several people instantly became stiff, and the atmosphere that was originally talking and laughing suddenly became heavy.

Harry must know something to be so eager to create a secrecy charm.Everyone thinks so, but few take it seriously.A Hogwarts student, his world is home besides school, who would believe that a child can get access to some high-level secrets?

But no matter what others thought, Harry couldn't back down.

His secret base in the Order of the Phoenix, the home of Professor Dumbledore in Godric's Hollow, well, that's not a secret, everyone knows that Professor Dumbledore is the leading figure against Voldemort.Harry was very satisfied with the location of the base. It was only an hour's walk from Potter Manor, and he could look in the direction of home in his free time, even though Potter Manor was just a small black spot on the hill.

Harry was in the training room, practicing the Disarming Charm.From drawing out the wand to casting the spell, he flicked the wand over and over again, even if it was just a flick of the wrist, it would be repeatedly scrutinized.On the battlefield, every minute and every second can be the key to defeating the enemy.

Harry had gotten a lot firmer lately, and while he hadn't grown taller, he had put on some muscle that made him look less like a chick.He pinched his sore and stiff right arm, and couldn't help worrying whether his two arms would become thicker and thinner if he continued to train for a long time.

The conclusion is, yes.The young Shaker Kingsley rolled up his sleeves, revealing two strong arms, but you will find that the right arm is obviously thicker than the left arm, which is the result of years of training.Kingsley patted Harry on the shoulder, and told him earnestly that no matter how hot the weather was, he must wear long sleeves when dating in the future.

Ever since then, whenever his right hand has been trained, Harry has always practiced the aim of his left hand by the way.

Time flies by like flowing water. From February to June, the time is not very long, and it will arrive in the blink of an eye.

In four months, a lot happened.

The ranks of Death Eaters have grown to a frightening level, but Voldemort's footsteps still haven't stopped. His words are widely spread in several major wizarding countries, recruiting all kinds of extreme extreme people, welcome scum to join, even criminals are welcome. let go.

By the end of April, more than 200 people had been persecuted. They were assassinated, coerced, and treated like pigs and dogs.There are more than 200 people from all walks of life, and there is no connection, but they all died at the hands of the Dark Lord, and no one knows why.The Dark Lord's minions seem to be everywhere, and no one knows who will die next.

One day in May, Voldemort was in the newspaper, and the headlines couldn't hold him, and the news about Voldemort was published in three full pages.His photo was published on the first page, and his face, which was originally obsessed with women, turned into a monster. He had no hair and no nose, only two thin, slit-like nostrils.His skin had turned gray, disgusting and hideous.

The entire wizarding world was shaken!

Rumor has it that Voldemort is recruiting dementors, and he is rumored to be in touch with trolls and werewolves.

But Harry knew it wasn't just rumors.After a while, the dreaded Azkaban will become Voldemort's possession, and all the heinous lunatics imprisoned there will become his effective subordinates.

Voldemort has a new name, the man, the mysterious man, the Dark Lord, all kinds of titles, but there is no Voldemort.People began to be afraid of him, not even to mention his name.

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A green flame lit up the fireplace in Professor Dumbledore's office, and the old man stepped out of it.Fawkes let out a soft cry at him, flew up and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder.

The fire turned green again, and then Harry stepped out of it.He shook the soot on his body, and happily said to Professor Dumbledore, "Thank you, I'm leaving."

Fox stretched his neck and barked at Harry twice, as if to show his closeness. He stared at Harry with round eyes and tilted his head.Harry smiled at it, strode to the door, pushed it open and walked out.

He strode down the corridors of Hogwarts school, heading for his dormitories.

It has been about four months since I left Hogwarts, four months, not too short.During this time, Harry was training every day, so busy that he didn't even have much time to breathe.But Professor Dumbledore gave him a vacation and asked him to prepare for the exam at Hogwarts a few days in advance.Finally, he could mingle with the raiders again.The corners of Harry's mouth were grinning almost to the ears.He walked quickly, without noticing that behind him, Snape was staring at his back with wide-eyed surprise.

Harry was happily imagining James' expression when he saw him. He happily greeted the classmates he knew, and they kindly asked about his condition—the reason why Harry left school was because of illness.

"Harry?!"

Harry turned his head and saw Lily standing behind him, and Snape farther away.

Harry looked at Snape in the distance, "Hi, Lily!" He walked over to give her a hug.

Snape looked as thin as before, wearing an old black robe, as before, as if out of place with his surroundings.

Lily was a little excited with joy, "Why didn't you say hello in advance when you came back? We all miss you, Harry." She complained, rubbing his hair vigorously like James, "Oh, you seem to grow taller It's the same height as me!"

Harry couldn't help showing an embarrassing expression. This was a huge blow to the man. He hadn't seen him for a few months, and Lily's lethality was still strong.It seems that she will continue to be strong in the future, even a happy marriage and a husband who is Xiaoniaoyiren can't change her.

Harry had to look away, and looked at Lily beside him, "Let's go back."

"I bet James will be overjoyed! During your absence, James seemed a little lonely, as if he had changed a lot. He had matured a lot and worked harder..."

While Lily was chattering, Harry turned his head and glanced behind him, only to find that Snape had already left.

"Oh, Merlin!" Peter was sitting in the common room reading a book, he stared at Harry, threw the book, and ran to the dormitory with a loud cry, "It's Harry! Harry is back—! "

Harry laughed loudly, and the lounge suddenly became lively. He greeted his classmates, said goodbye to Lily, and walked to the boys' dormitory.

"Harry—!"

Before Harry had time to return to the dormitory, James ran out, threw himself on Harry and hugged Harry, "You didn't even say hello when you came back! It's over on your side!"

James' mouth was covered, and Remus firmly gagged James' mouth from behind, "Let's go back to the dormitory." After speaking, he dragged James all the way back.

There are still six beds for five people in the dormitory, and Philip's bed is always empty.

Harry was greeted with unprecedented enthusiasm, and he was dragged to James' bed, where James chirped and chirped all night long into the middle of the night.But this time there was no one to stop him, and James was lying on the bed with Harry dozing off beside him.James could barely keep his eyes open, and his speech was snail-like and slurred.

"My God..." Sirius turned around again, covering his head with a pillow.

"Someone will kill him!" Remus sighed, and Peter moaned on the bed, agreeing.

James' eyelids were drooping, and he was still talking, "...Mum said that Lily and I graduated... oh, the transfiguration exam at the end of the term was hard... very hard...don't forget to bring your book Harry..."

Harry grabbed the thin quilt to cover his face, he changed his position, the quilt slipped from his hands, and his hands rested on the sides of his head.He had fallen asleep, his mouth slightly open, dripping on James' pillow.

"Good night...ha..." James opened his mouth and fell asleep completely.

~~~~~~~~~

Life seems to be back to the past. Every day, I only need to go to class, eat, and accompany my brothers. It is simple and happy.But there are still some differences, for example, Harry became their temporary teacher, guiding them in training, for example, Gryffindor and Slytherin have reached the point where they are incompatible, and Harry never spoke to Snape again Here's the chance.

"Slytherin is the minion of the Dark Lord." Sirius sneered, "They are all crazy."

Peter sighed, "You're a Slytherin too, buddy."

Sirius showed an evil smile, and looked at Peter grimly, "Yeah, they've all become the minions of the Dark Lord, so don't mess with me, kid, beware of my madness."

"But Snape is our friend... friend, isn't it, I suppose so." Harry scratched his hair.

James pulled Harry to the dormitory, "Come on, Snape likes dark magic, he likes those!" He paused, "And... Lily asked him, he... he called Lily a Mudblood , he will most likely join the Death Eaters."

"Can--"

"Harry!" James' face sank, "Don't think about him, we are different from him, we have chosen different paths. So what if we are friends, we will become enemies in the future."

Harry didn't speak, and followed them back to the dormitory, he looked at his watch, "So, you and Snape have..."

"Break up," James said.

Harry let out a oh, and he walked to James' wardrobe, took out a small bundle from a corner, opened it, took out the Invisibility Cloak from inside, and put it on his body.

"Where are you going?"

Harry put the Invisibility Cloak over his shoulders, only showing his head, he smiled, "Go and see Snape."

"Are you crazy?! He will betray you!"

"No. And what can he betray me?" Harry curled his lips and covered his head, "He doesn't know anything, James."

He doesn't know anything.

Harry argued for Snape, but perhaps, that was the most hurtful thing, being Harry's friend, Snape didn't know anything.

Harry put on the Invisibility Cloak, took the Marauder's Map, and left the dormitory, heading for the Slytherin cellar.

It wasn't the first time he'd done this, he was familiar with Slytherin's terrain.Harry sneaked into the Slytherin bedroom and walked to the door of Snape's room, which had the words Severus Snape written on it.

Harry looked around and knocked lightly on the door.

The door opened, and Snape stood inside, looking out.Harry saw no one else in the room.

"Hey." Harry greeted softly, stooped, and slipped in beside Snape.

Snape's eyes widened suddenly, and he slammed the door shut, "Harry Potter?! How dare you!?"

Harry took off the Invisibility Cloak and threw it on Snape's bed. He laughed happily, like a child who has succeeded in a prank, "I'll come and see you, Severus—"

Snape's face contorted immediately, his eyes were fixed on Harry Potter, his lips were tightly drawn into a line, and he squirmed slightly, but he didn't say a word.