Stepfather of HP

The matter between him and his stepfather is true. He really would rather be abused since he was a child, and his stepfather would crawl on his bed in the middle of the night every day, and he would not feel so lost in love.

Hermione even buried herself in the pile of books, trying not to let herself be disturbed by the remarks in the report.

When Sirius appeared at the door of the library, the atmosphere in the library was suffocated, and then there was a buzzing sound. He was too dazzling, wearing a dark purple silk shirt, dark blue jeans, and a calfskin jacket. He wore a windbreaker and the iconic dragon leather boots with tassels under his feet. His black shoulder-length hair was flaring wantonly, and his facial features were still handsome.

Time has treated this man extremely kindly.

He leaned against the door of the library, waving at Harry.

After Mrs. Pince saw him, she walked over with a smile, and naturally reached out to grab his ears. Sirius bent down so that she could carry him more comfortably.

"How many times have I told you that you are not welcome in my library."

"I'm here to find someone. Didn't I just not come to the library to trouble you the year before last?"

"How dare you say that you dare not come to see me?"

"Don't you want to see me in the library? Besides, we had dinner together the year before last, and I gave you something, why didn't I see you?"

"But you didn't come to the library."

"You are really difficult to serve."

Harry and the others stared dumbfounded at Mrs. Pince who was very different from usual. Sirius really deserved to be a famous friend of women. Even Mrs. Pince treated him differently.

When Mrs. Pince finally let Sirius go, the glasses and jaws of the library had already fallen all over the floor.

Sirius put his arms around Harry, "Wow, you've grown so tall, you're almost as tall as me, you can't grow any longer, are you going to go through the roof?"

"I don't know why I'm so tall," said Harry.

"Come on, take me to the kitchen to have something to eat before Mrs. Pince gets angry. I miss Hogwarts special for dessert."

Hermione was talking about elf oppressors again, and decided not to follow them to the kitchen.

Sirius happily dug the Black Forest cake with a spoon, and quickly wiped out a whole piece. He ate very fast, but his movements were elegant and not rude. It could be seen that he had received a relatively strict upbringing since he was a child.

After taking a sip of Earl Gray milk tea to wash away the sweetness in his mouth, Sirius rubbed his belly contentedly, "The settlement of werewolves is in the deep mountains of Romania, and the beef there is bloody, and there is no dessert."

"Why are you going to the werewolf colony?"

"Remus wants to win over the moderate faction among the werewolves. They didn't dare to contact us because they were afraid of Fenrir, but we arrived too late. A new leader has been elected among the werewolves, and that person is Fenrir's disciple. , but more ferocious than him."

"Then why didn't Remus come back?"

"He asked me to come back, but Remus still didn't give up. He hoped that at least some werewolves would be on our side. He also hoped that those little werewolves who were bitten at a young age and abandoned by their parents would have the opportunity to receive education."

"Is there any hope?"

"Now that he has learned how to make Wolfsbane Potion by himself, there should be some hope." Sirius said, but his eyes were full of worry. If it weren't for the dangerous and complicated situation on Harry's side, he really didn't want to leave Remus alone. The person was thrown at the werewolf, "Don't talk about me, what about you? The youngest contestant in the history of the Triwizard Tournament?"

"Yes, but that's not what I want."

"I believe you, Snape is remiss of you for letting your name be spit out by the Goblet of Fire."

"He didn't expect..."

"I heard about your performance in the first and second rounds. You are very heroic. You must continue to work hard for the third round!"

"Yeah." Harry nodded.

"Although I don't want to admit it, he taught you well." Sirius said, "You're becoming more and more like James."

"I do look like my father." This is an irrefutable fact.

"No, I mean the look in your eyes. You are becoming more and more determined and mature, like James when he joined the Order of the Phoenix. When he was your age...he only knew how to play." There was something in Sirius' eyes. Miss, "At that time, we used to come to the kitchen to steal food in the middle of the night, steal forbidden books from the forbidden book area, go to the forbidden forest together, and look for the secret passage of Hogwarts together. By the way, is the Marauder's Map still in your hand?"

"It's locked in a locker in the principal's office, the Marauder's Map."

"Not in Snape's hands, or I swear he'll use it to spy on us."

As they spoke, Snape frowned as the two Crouches on the Marauder's Map left the Hogwarts confines and disappeared in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

Is this when old Crouch died?Snape knew what happened afterwards, but he still didn't want to save old Crouch.

As an official of the Ministry of Magic, he hid his son who was a fugitive at home. In the past, he said that as a father, he didn't know how to pay attention to his adolescent son. He only regretted it after his son became a Death Eater. What did he do so early?

He said he didn't know, but isn't it the duty of every parent to know their children and what they are doing?Not knowing is his biggest crime.

People like him put aside his family and focus on developing his own business. When he found out that there was a fire in his backyard, he only knew how to push his own responsibilities, which is really despicable.

He turned his eyes to the dots marked Sirius Black, Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley in the kitchen again, enjoying himself...

"The prank is over." He put away the Marauder's Map. It was a good thing. He thought that every spy should have a Marauder's Map. Unfortunately, the Marauder's Map was only available within the range of Hogwarts.

"I want to be an Auror." Ron wiped off the crumbs stained on the tip of his nose under Harry's gesture, "Are there any conditions for being an Auror?"

"Well... First of all, you have to get at least 5 O's in NEWT. In addition to Defense Against the Dark Arts, there are also Charms, Transfiguration, and Potions. If you don't get O's in these four, you can't get an admission ticket. Before entering the Auror Department, I have to undergo various exams and training, I just don't want to recall those hellish days."

"Potion?" Ron's face turned ugly.

"Don't worry, the examination boards are definitely more generous than Snape in giving the marks, but they are only a little bit more generous." Sirius smiled wickedly, "What about you? Harry, what do you want to do?"

"I... probably will also take the Auror exam." Harry still has a little yearning for the Auror job, but the people in the Auror office don't seem to be very strong, um... Sirius has left, and Moody is also very good Man, he's also on sick leave... "Scremgeour doesn't look very strong."

"Scrimgeour is a tough guy. Although he is a bit bureaucratic, he is a tough guy. Now the Auror Department is really not what it used to be. Many people have died... But there are still many masters, such as..." Sirius suddenly thought What, shut up.

"Like the Longbottoms?"

"Well...they are good people, really good people." Sirius said, "I think they are better off dead than they are now."

"Have you seen them?"

"Not very often." Sirius shook his head. "At that time, the Dark Lord was dead, and everyone thought the war was over. I was visiting your mother in the hospital when they were brought here. Poor little Neville, I couldn't even cry. Not anymore."

"So Neville was really there?"

"Yes, the Longbottoms hid Neville in the closet and cast a silencing spell. Poor Neville witnessed everything."

Harry sighed.

"Damn Barty Crouch..."

"Ok?"

"It wasn't the Ministry of Magic official Barty Crouch, it was his son Barty Crouch Jr who provided the Death Eaters with a place for the Longbottoms, Barty Crouch Sr. was the Director of Law Enforcement Ridiculous, right? He was responsible for most of the Death Eater trials back then, and he ended up living with a Death Eater in his house."

"God..."

"There are a lot of things you don't know about that year, Harry...Karkaroff was also a Death Eater, he gained freedom by betraying his comrades...and..."

"I know my stepfather used to be too, I've seen his dark symbol when I was very young."

"I don't know why you, Albus, and Lily trust him so much... He was the first person to show up at your house. When we arrived, he had already picked up your mother and took you to the hospital, and left you in the hospital. It doesn't matter there."

"Because he knew you would come." His father did not have a good impression of him back then, but he would not leave him there to die.

"He guessed well..."

"How did my mother marry him later?"

"Your mother has no relatives in the wizarding world. I have been tracking down Peter Pettigrew, and I am your father's best friend, not your mother's. He has been taking care of your mother and you. By the time I understand his intentions, I have already Got the wedding invitation."

"He was very good to my mother," said Harry.

When listening to them talking about these things, Ron was taken aback for a while, just like listening to a story, and then he thought of something, "I once saw a group photo in my parents' room, which included you , Professor Lupine, Peter Pettigrew, Potter's parents, Moody, and more people I don't know, who are they?"

"..." Sirius closed his mouth, "It's just that they are good people, and you can go back and ask your parents."

"They don't tell me."

"Then why do you think I will tell you what they don't tell you?" Sirius blinked and said playfully.

85. The Dark Lord's Resurrection

Harry's head had never been so painful. He felt like seventy or eighty goblins were sawing his head with a saw. His eyes were blurred, but images kept flashing in his mind.

A row of black-clothed men with silver skull masks surrounded him, with a burning big gun, someone who was chanting a spell, and his painful skin.

His head hurt even more.

In front of him was a ray of brighter light, the power of the two wands intertwined, and transparent souls came out of the wand one by one... Dad!

And the man with the snake face and red eyes...

Harry's eyes finally fell on the man standing behind the snake-faced man, who was wrapped tightly in black cloth... that was...

"Ah!" Harry woke up screaming, and found himself surrounded by people, "Voldemort is back!" he said, tugging on the sleeve closest to him, and he found that the person was the headmaster, and he looked around Seeing the concerned faces, Sirius was so anxious that he almost cried. Ron and Hermione were full of worries, but...

"Father! Where is my father! Where is my father!!!"

At the beginning of the third level, everything was normal except for the inexplicable disappearance of Barty Crouch. Bagman introduced the rules to the players and stated that if he felt that he could not support himself or was injured, he could use his wand to issue Distress signal to abandon the game, someone will come to save them.

The rules of the game are not difficult to understand. They are the simplest rules for breaking through the maze. Players enter from the entrance, go through the checkpoints, and reach the place where the Goblet of Fire is located first. The person who gets the Goblet of Fire is the final winner. Depends on the current ranking.

The first person to enter the maze was the current No.1——Cedric. His little girlfriend Zhang Qiu gave him a good-luck kiss, which caused screams from the stands.

Harry felt a little blushed watching this scene, because it seemed that Harry in the dream had a crush on the girl Zhang Qiu, although now Harry couldn't see any special charm of Zhang Qiu.

The second person to enter the maze was Krum. He glanced at his principal Karkaroff. Although Karkaroff was a little absent-minded, he still nodded at him, and Krum walked into the maze.

The third one is Harry, Harry looked around, those people in the stands who cared about him screamed and waved, Sirius didn't stand out at all among a group of underage children, while his father stood by the pillar, silently Watching him, his father's still pale face and blank eyes, Harry knew was the sign of Occlumency in full swing.

He smiled at his father, gave him a reassuring look, and walked towards the maze as calmly as possible.

Before he stepped into the entrance of the maze, a group of red sparks rose above the maze, it was Cedric!

The Aurors responsible for the safety of the players rushed in. When Harry walked to the entrance of the maze, he saw them helping Cedric, who was half unconscious, to leave the maze.

Harry tried not to look at Cedric, muttering calmly, calmly, into the maze.

Most of the maze made up of hedges was surrounded by black mist, and none of the cheers from the audience could reach here, "Luminescent flashes!" Harry waved his wand and recited the spell, and the light from the wand illuminated the entire area in front of him. road.

As Harry walked forward, he found that the sky was getting darker and the fog was getting thicker. "Show me the way!" The wand started to spin in Harry's hand, but it stopped soon and kept pointing north. Harry knew the direction of the maze. With the center to his northwest, he'd better take the left and turn right as quickly as possible.

It was quiet in the maze, as if there was nothing else but the deepening darkness. This kind of silence made the hairs on Harry's back stand on end. He quickened his pace, and after turning a corner, a long man in a black robe The rotting body of the dementor rushed at him.

Has the organizing committee lost its mind?Actually got the dementor into the maze?Harry casts his Patronus, but the Dementor is unmoved, it's a Boggart! "Funny funny!" The dementor turned into a giant doll and stood where he was.

Harry walked on, cast a few more targeting spells, and began to believe that he might be the winner of the Triwizard Tournament.

At this moment he heard a girl's scream!It's Hibiscus!Instinct told him to save others, but rationality told him that someone would save her, and Fu Rong was also eliminated...

His only opponents were Krum, and the monsters, Harry turned a corner, and the monsters here made Harry want to roll his eyes.

Fried-tailed snails!Hagrid's pet!It's just that it wasn't cutie as Hagrid said it was, but it was a real big guy, ten feet long, with barbed stingers all over its back.

"Stupid!" Harry cast the first spell. He didn't expect the spell to do any harm to the slush, and sure enough the spell had no effect on the hard armor of the slug.

Enraged by Harry's spell, the snail scrambled towards Harry, just as Harry wished it would be, "There are obstacles!" His spell hit the snail's soft belly this time, and it stopped. He came down, but the Obstacle Charm couldn't stop him for long, and as Harry ran as fast as he could, he cast another Orienting Charm, this time telling him to head west.

Harry always had the feeling that someone was following him, but every time he turned his head he couldn't see anyone.

After turning a few corners, he saw a huge monster. Harry had seen this kind of creature in "The Monster Book of Monsters". It was a sphinx, a famous monster in ancient Greece. Harry thought of him Guess the riddle.

The Sphinx with a woman's face really spoke a riddle: "

First think about who always wears a mask,

The actions are secretive, and the lies are repeated.

And tell me something is always mended,

The middle of the middle, the tail of the tail?

Finally tell me when I can't think of words

Which word is often spoken.

Now connect them and answer me

What's an animal you'd rather not kiss? "

Harry missed Hermione the most at this time, he couldn't understand what the riddle was, the animal that didn't want to kiss... the first thing he thought of was - "spider"

"Good guess." The Sphinx smiled, and it got out of the way.

Harry didn't expect his luck to be so good. Generally speaking, his luck in the third level has been unbelievably good. The road ahead has become flat and straight, and the fog has cleared up a bit.

In the middle of a flat field stood the Goblet of Fire, burning with flames. Harry couldn't believe he was the first to reach it, and he reached out to touch the trophy...

Harry's memories stopped here, as if he had been greatly stimulated since then, and he desperately scratched his head to make the memory clearer.

"You have experienced Legilimency. I'm really sorry. If you hadn't been in a coma and the information you provided before coma was so important, I wouldn't have treated you like this." Dumbledore sent a glass of water, full of water. said apologetically.

"Can I see my memory?" Harry said weakly.

Everyone left at the sign of the headmaster, who poured a vial of silvery liquid into a black basin that Harry recognized as the Pensieve.

Harry stuck his head in...

This memory began in a desolate cemetery, he fell on the grass, and the Goblet of Fire lay not far from him.

He looked into the distance but saw only a fine house and a tiny church.

Someone walked in from the church. The person in front was short and holding something in his arms, and the person behind was tall and wrapped in a black robe... It was the man in the dungeon... Even though it was far away, Harry was still very sure .

He heard a voice from above: "My faithful servant has done well this time." Harry recognized the voice, even if he died a hundred times, he would still remember it was Voldemort!

Those two people had already walked up to Harry, and Harry could clearly see that the short one was Peter Pettigrew, and the one who was as big as a baby in his arms, but with an ugly human face and a snake tail was Voldemort!

Pettigrew Peter handed Voldemort to the people behind him. He waved his wand and tied up the immobile Harry. He dragged him forward until he reached a grave. Harry saw the words on the tombstone: " Tom Riddle"

In an open space not far away, a huge snake was circling around a huge tong pot that could hold a person. The water in the tong pot was boiling, as if it was cooking something.

This was followed by the most evil ceremony Harry had ever seen, the man in black put Voldemort into the cauldron, and Wormtail waved his wand, "Father's bone, donated by accident, can regenerate your son."

Immediately afterwards, he swung the dagger and cut off his right hand. After a scream, that hand also fell into the pot.

"The blood of the enemy is forced to donate, which can revive the enemy!" Wormtail endured the pain and cut Harry's arm, and he took the blood that flowed from Harry's arm into a glass bottle, and it was not wasted at all. Pour into tong pan.

Blue smoke rose from the tongs, and Harry had never prayed so earnestly for Merlin to fail this wicked ritual.

But his prayer failed, a white shadow stood up in the tongs, it was a man with a skeleton-like body.

"Dress me." The man in black took out a black robe from the bundle in his arms and put it on for him.

"Reculus..." Voldemort's long nails scratched across the face of the man in black.

"Long time no see, my master."

"Long time no see, Regulus."

Harry couldn't believe what he heard, the man in black was Regulus!He actually...Harry stopped his own thinking, and the Occlumency technique that he had studied since the first grade began to work perfectly. He filled his mind with disbelief and anger, and it was not difficult to be honest.

"Regulus! How dare you!" he said loudly, "I never believed that you did those things! Are you worthy of Sirius?"

"Shut up!" Regulus Black waved his wand, "Master, please let me kill him for you."

"No, no, my Rael, he's mine," said Voldemort, and as soon as he held out his hand, Wormtail offered Voldemort's yew wand.

"Master, master, you promised..." Wormtail said.

"Shut up! You shameless traitor!" said Voldemort. He tore off Wormtail's sleeve, ignoring his pain and blood. He scratched the Dark Mark with his wand, which was originally light gray. It turned red and black, and became clearer.

Wormtail began to roll uncomfortably on the ground, and Regulus, who was dressed in black, also bent down, "If you all react like this, what will those cowards do? I want to see if there are any How dare you not show up..."

"Where is my father?" Seeing this, Harry lifted his face from the Pensieve, "Where is my father!"

"He answered Voldemort's call." Dumbledore closed his eyes.

"Do you know what Voldemort did to those Death Eaters? They weren't even spies!"

"He walked away resolutely, as if convinced that Voldemort would trust him again..."

"Why didn't you stop him!" Harry sat down on the ground, as if he had seen his father lying on the ground silently and alone.

86. Confession

When Snape returned to Hogwarts, his whole body was wet. Sweat soaked every piece of his clothes, and his long black hair was scattered and knotted with sweat.

Before he could say anything, he fell into Harry's arms.

Harry hugged him horizontally, and only then did he realize that the man in front of him, who had always been like a mountain, was so thin. He had lost too much weight this year.

Harry closed his eyes, not wanting what he thought of to disturb him again, he carried Snape back to the cellar, put him on the bed, and unbuttoned his clothes one by one. The defined muscles are not as obvious as they used to be, but gradually look like a real lean transformation.

Harry didn't carry him to the bathroom, but called a basin of water and a towel, and wiped his body bit by bit. When the warm towel touched Snape's chest, Snape's hand grabbed his wrist.

"There are potions in the cabinet." He said hoarsely, and if Harry hadn't been only a little away from him, he might not have heard what he was saying.

Harry found a bottle of soothing potion in the first drawer of the bedside table, Snape was obviously ready, Harry uncorked the bottle, held Snape's head in his arms, bit by bit Feed the potion in.

After drinking the soothing potion, Snape fell asleep, and the zigzag wrinkle formed between his brows due to his constant frowning calmed down a bit, but the deep nick in the middle could not disappear.

Harry continued to wipe his body for him silently. It had nothing to do with lust, only worry and love. This man was so fragile. Harry recalled every bit of getting along with this man. He only gave this man the most precious feelings in the world, and there was no room for others.

Harry covered him with a black silk quilt at the end, and then lay on top of the quilt, with his back pressed against the man's body, and fell asleep holding the man's hand tightly.

After all this, no one could take a man away from him, whether it was Voldemort or the man himself.

When Snape woke up, he finally knew the source of his dream about the octopus. His son was on all fours, hugging him tightly through the quilt, not giving him the slightest space.

He pushed him, and Harry woke up quickly, "Huh?"

"You're a big boy, aren't you afraid of the dark at night?" Snape asked him, but he didn't dare to look him in the eyes, trembling at the secrets he heard from Voldemort.

"Can you tell me what happened?"

"I went back as a spy, and regained the Dark Lord's trust, that's all."

"For the credit of my blood?" Harry figured everything out when he saw Regulus. Since Regulus was undercover next to the Dark Lord, it was impossible for Snape not to know that the Dark Lord wanted to borrow The Triwizard Scramble gets Harry's blood resurrection plan.

The resurrection of the Dark Lord can even be said to be caused by Snape.

"Yes." Snape admitted honestly, as he had admitted to Dumbledore before returning to the Dark Lord, "The Dark Lord believed me and I didn't react immediately because I was in Dumbledore Undercover by your side, I hurried over after you came back when I heard about his resurrection."

"How did you explain to him about the Philosopher's Stone?"

"It's very simple. Dumbledore knew Quirrell's identity from the beginning. The whole Philosopher's Stone incident was just a trap to expose Quirrell and him. I showed him my memory and he believed it."

"And he happily accepted you back?"

"After going through a small ceremony, yes." Snape said lightly that ten consecutive piercings were a small ceremony.

"If I beg you, don't go undercover, will you accept?"

"No." Snape shook his head, "The Dark Lord won't let me go, Dumbledore won't let me go, and I won't let myself go."

"For mom?" Yes, it's all for Lily...

"For you too," said Snape, but he still dared not look into those green eyes.

Harry suddenly grabbed Snape's shoulders, "You know that, don't you? He told you everything, didn't you?"

"It's just a dark lord who accidentally caught a glimpse of a young man's fantasy." Snape broke free from Harry's hand, no matter how thin a sober adult man was, his strength was still more than that of a teenager.

He sat up and left the bed, which looked a bit dangerous.

"What if I say it's not crazy, and it won't change my mind until I think about it?"

"Harry, I am your father, whether in the past, present or future."

"No! You are not my father. The whole world knows that my father is James Potter, not Severus Snape."

"You just confuse family affection with love."

"No, I know I don't want to kiss Sirius, but I always wanted to kiss you."

"I think this conversation is over," Snape said.

"No! There's no end!" Harry looked at him burningly, at the pale, thin, cold, stoic man he had always loved.

"Until you figure out what you want, you are no longer welcome in the cellar." Snape directly issued the order to evict the guest.

"I've been thinking very clearly. It's you who don't know." Harry looked at his father, who was still weak but was holding on with willpower, and finally decided to let the man go for a while, "You rest, I'll go talk to him." Farewell to my classmates."

Today is a holiday, and everyone will leave Hogwarts on this day, bringing the amazing news of the return of the Dark Lord.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione hugged goodbye on the platform.

"Harry, are you sure you're okay?" Hermione looked at him worriedly.

"I'm fine." Harry gave her a relaxed smile.

"My mother told me to follow Ginny on the train, she was very worried about that person coming back." Ron said, in fact, every student who passed by was looking at Harry, the one who brought back the Dark Lord message boy.

"You'll always be with Hermione, too," Harry said to them both.

"Yes, Ron needs my protection very much." Hermione smiled, and she suddenly suppressed her smile, put her feet up and hugged Harry tightly, "Good luck." There are so many roads in the world, Why did Harry choose the most difficult path?

Homosexuality is outrageous enough, falling in love with one's stepfather?But the look in Harry's eyes told Hermione how firm he was in this relationship, what could Hermione say except wishing Harry good luck?

Harry looked into the brown-haired witch's brown eyes, and he knew she knew.

Ron and Hermione were walking towards the train, and Harry stood there with his hands in his pockets, when suddenly he touched a piece of paper.

"Hermione!" Harry called Hermione loudly.

Hermione turned her head, Harry ran towards her, and stuffed the slip of paper into Hermione's hand, "Krum asked me to give you his mailing address."

"He gave it to me once, and I threw it away." Hermione smiled, showing two protruding front teeth.

"Give him a chance, at least dump him before getting the Bludgers signed by all the artillery." Harry smiled, "By the way, there is a Mrs. Gray's Dental Clinic in Diagon Alley, you can go there to see See, she has a way with your teeth."

"You mean other than using a grinder to grind your own teeth and shake your head into a paste?"

"Yes, this is the magical world."

"Thank you." Hermione hugged him again, pressing a kiss on his cheek.

Harry watched her get on the train with Ron, who asked in a low voice what Harry had given Hermione.

A Slytherin student walked in front of Harry, and Harry remembered another incident when he came to the station. On the two carriages ahead of him, a bright pink head appeared in the window.

Harry jumped on the train and knocked on the door of that compartment. Pansy opened the door unhappily. The Potions professor's punishment made her know not to mess with the boy in front of her, but she didn't have a good face either. "What's up?"

"I'm here to find Malfoy." He said, looking at Malfoy who was looking out the window.

Malfoy turned his head, "What do you want me for?"

Harry beckoned to him, but Malfoy said bluntly, "You all get out." There were only Clark, Goyle, and Pansy in this carriage, and they went out obediently, "Talk what you want. "

Harry took out a folded piece of parchment, "The formula for the soothing potion, I know you still have medicine at home, but it will soon be insufficient. Is your Potions grade enough for this prescription? Is there any?" You can find me if you understand."

"What kind of soothing agent?" Malfoy vaguely knew what Harry was referring to, but he wanted to ask again to get a clear answer.

"Crucio, I saw Voldemort punish your father and the other Death Eaters with my own eyes."

"Do you really take your hallucinations seriously?" Draco Malfoy said so, but he still accepted the sedative, "Even if it were real, the Dark Lord wouldn't..." He stopped talking "Who's out there?"

Harry opened the sliding door of the compartment as he spoke, revealing Pansy's poodle-like face.

"Go away if you don't want to listen to me!" Malfoy said, "You are not welcome here!"

Pansy left crying.

"Be gentle with girls."

"I don't need you to teach me how to treat girls. You just need to take care of your triangle relationship with Hermione and Ron."

"Believe it or not, I don't like Hermione," Harry said, checking the time. "I'm leaving."

Harry turned and left, and after walking some distance, he heard a small thank you faintly, and he smiled.

Harry and Snape returned to Snape Manor three days later, but this time it wasn't Harry hiding in the room from his father, but Snape was avoiding him.

He locked himself in the study as soon as he got up, and even had the house elves to send him his meals. Harry was not in a hurry, he knew that his father would need some time to digest, and in fact confessing so early was not in line with his plan , he felt that he should tell his father at least in the fifth grade.

The Harry in the dream made Harry suspicious. The Harry in the dream was holding the Goblet of Fire at the same time as Cedric, and he clearly knew that Krum was under the Confusion Curse, so it was right except for Harry. Other players will make sure that Harry gets No.1.

But Cedric was injured and left the field shortly after Krum entered. Harry didn't know that Cedric's injury was related to Krum not long after he entered.

Could it be... Someone knew that if Cedric was still in the maze, he would die?This kind of foresight ability is not even available to him who can have simultaneous dreams.

But it is impossible to verify whether Krum did it.

The fake Moody had already been caught when Harry disappeared, and he directly accepted the dementor's kiss, and the real Moody was honestly more difficult to contact than the fake Moody.

Snape started to walk out of the study, but his whereabouts were surreptitious, and sometimes Harry was in the morning