The Son of Light of the Snake House

"You can't beat him!" said Hermione.

"Why?" Harry asked her back.

"Because you are kind! Because Sirius is cruel!" Hermione thought hard, trying to convince her friend. "He could kill a dozen innocent people in the blink of an eye, but you can't, Harry, you can't. You're a kind man, and you have a natural disadvantage against him."

"Not only that, Harry," Ron continued, "Sirius could even stand the torture of a dementor! He was an excellent student in his class, and he came from a family of dark magic. He must have mastered countless Spells like the Three Unforgivable Curses, but Harry, come to think of it, we're only in third year, and we haven't even learned any powerful attack spells, and you can't even kill him in battle."

"Don't be stupid," said Hermione, with panic in her voice, "Harry didn't mean to kill anyone, did he, Harry?"

Harry didn't answer.He doesn't know what he wants to do.All he knew was that while Black was at large, he was doing nothing, and he might even be complacent about killing his own parents!The thought of it almost overwhelmed him.

"Malfoy knows," he said suddenly, "remember he was

What was said in Potions class' If I had, I would have hunted him down myself, and I would have revenge. '"

"Do you want to listen to him, Harry?" Ron was a little panicked and a little angry. "Would you rather listen to him - a vile Slytherin - than us?"

Ron tried to calm himself down: "Do you know what Pettigrew's mother got after Black killed Pettigrew? Dad told me it was the Order of Merlin, First Class, and the little Dwarf Peter's finger. It's the largest piece of his remains that anyone could find."

At the end, his tone softened again, and the fear, trepidation, and expectation that he couldn't distinguish were hidden in his voice. "Harry...you don't go to him, okay? He's really dangerous, and we don't want you to confront him."

"Harry, please," said Hermione, with tears in her eyes now, "please be reasonable. Black did a very, very terrible thing, but don't put yourself in danger, That's what Black would love to see! If you go to Black, you're in his hands. Your mother and father don't want you to be hurt, they never want you to go to Black! "

Harry was silent, and thumped the juice glass—so hard it could almost be called a drop—on the table: "I'll never know what they're thinking, because, thanks to Black, I've never talked to them." Speak."

Harry tried to sound peaceful, not aggressive.

He knew that Ron and Hermione were doing it for his own good, and they didn't want their friends to be hurt even a little bit, let alone hitting Sirius.

But Harry was holding back his anger at the same time: why don't you trust me?Why not help me, but persuade me to let go of my hatred?Am I really that weak?

Harry didn't want to think about it, he had obviously defeated Voldemort's gang, and he didn't feel scared at that time, but now he has to wait for others to arrest him because of Sirius' strength?

Harry snorted heavily, and stood up. "I'm going back to sleep," he said.

Neither Hermione nor Ron dared to stop him. They only hoped that Harry would think clearly about the danger of this matter, so that those who loved him would not be frightened.

In the days that followed, Harry pretended that he had forgotten the hatred, but Ron and Hermione were afraid that he would remember, and wanted to hide Harry in their pockets and carry them with them to prevent him from doing something.

So, Christmas came.

Although the number of students staying in school is still as small as ever, the atmosphere of Christmas will not be subtracted even half a point.There were twelve Christmas trees in the auditorium as usual, with golden stars shining on them.The corridors are filled with strong, tantalizing cooking aromas, and it's time to collect gifts again.

It was rare for Daniel to have a good night's sleep. When he woke up with a yawn, he saw a pile of presents at the foot of his bed. Of course, Baby Draco had already gone home for the holidays, so the foot of his bed was empty. of.

After thinking about it, Daniel sat down on the soft carpet indifferently, watched Jasmine swaggering out to play with Crookshanks, and then took the package with a gentle face.

"Hey." Ke Ke said it was very uncomfortable to watch: "What kind of father's expression is that on yours!"

Cat slaves are too scary!

Daniel ignored her and turned to open his package.Teacher Wells gave him a new mobile phone, but the signal was a bit intermittent.Miss Lilith sent a stack of game tapes. She was always afraid that Daniel would forget to relax because he loved studying too much.Draco sent a miniature Quidditch pitch full of famous Quidditch players flying around.Hermione gave away the special products bought during the previous trip, Harry gave the clay puppet he made in the Room of Requirement, and Ron gave a big copy of his brother's study notes.

Well, Professor Snape's gift was as unflattering as ever.Thinking so, Daniel stuffed a book titled "How to Be a Humble Man" into the corner of the bookcase.Oh, and the book Awakening the Giant Inside and The Seven Habits of Highly Effective People.

Gee, bad bat.

Because it was almost noon after unwrapping the presents, Daniel simply left the mess and went to the auditorium for dinner. Before leaving, he did not forget to tell Coco: "Help me put the garbage together, and then ask the house elves to help me throw it away. "

Ke Ke: "Don't treat me as a nanny, you hateful human!"

Daniel gave up his pet without sympathy, and went directly to the auditorium for dinner.The tables there have all been moved against the walls, and only one table for 12 people has been placed in the center of the room.Professor Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sprout, and Flitwick were there, as was Filch the janitor.Filch was wearing a very old and rather dated tuxedo.There were also a few students sitting there.Harry and they are there too.

"Merry Christmas!" Daniel greeted several people on the long table with a smile, and sat next to a sixth-grade Slytherin. Harry sat on the other side, and Professor Snape was directly opposite.

"Merry Christmas!" said Dumbledore. "There are not many of us, and it would be a bit silly to use those tables in each house." The old man with the white beard laughed.Make everyone feel better.

The author has something to say:

Daniel: Tsk, broken book (lip curls)

Professor Snape: What did the poor boy send, "World's Most Popular Hairstyles"? (leave)

Harry: Mom, I have a Firebolt.arrow!Suck and suck, it's a real fire crossbow.Arrow!