Professor, please pay the debt

A few birdsong rang throughout the auditorium, and the students who were having breakfast raised their heads to look at the window reserved for owls on the roof. First, a few gray and brown owls flew in with a cold breath.

Then, a large number of owls crowded into the auditorium, and it was easy to tell from their flight trajectories that their target was Harry!

"Let me go!"

Colin yelled and stepped forward, followed by his younger brother who drew his wand, and the Creevey brothers were experienced and intercepted all the mail while Harry used the Disillusionment Charm to fuse himself with the table.

"Fulch is an old bastard. This was his job!" Ron criticized sharply. "He left his business and just made trouble with Fred and George."

"Oh, by the way, Fred let me tell you, Wolf Slaughter memories are crazy! They made six figures during Christmas alone, Merlin!

What a lot of money that was... No wonder they bought Mom a heavy gold necklace, that amount!My mother insisted on wearing it for a day, and her neck almost broke. "

Harry didn't break the spell for himself, so it seemed that Ron was talking to the table, and the soybeans in tomato sauce in front of Harry also disappeared out of thin air.

"Is Mrs. Weasley all right?"

"Honestly, she's not that good!" said Ron. "Everyone has sweaters except Fleur! That's too much! Oh...don't stare at me, Ginny! Bill won't even stare at me if you stare out your eyes." You won't get what you want, Tonks is out of luck!"

The sweater that Ron said refers to Mrs. Weasley's Christmas gift. Every Christmas, Molly knits a sweater for her family by herself, one for each of them. Harry has had it every year since Christmas in the first grade.

It's kind of disrespectful that Fleur, as the eldest daughter-in-law of the Weasley family, couldn't get it!

Moreover, Harry, like Ron, believed that it was impossible for Bill to abandon the beautiful Fleur for Tonks' arms.

"You boys are all from the Outlaws Association!" Ginny was as sharp as her brother. "I bet if Fleur didn't have that face, Bill wouldn't even look at her."

"But she's grown! It's no use getting angry!"

Ron brandished his fork and yelled at his sister, and as he did so a brown owl landed on his plate, crushing his roasted tomatoes and splattering red tomato juice.

"You have been punished!"

Ginny was gloating, and Hermione was giggling.

Ron angrily tore off the mail on the owl's feet, it was "The Quibbler";

"You ordered it too, why?"

Harry had ordered one himself, and he doubted the need for Ron to order more.

"From Mr. Lovegood, for my kindness to Luna!"

In fact, Ron just asked Luna to dance.Of course, he was the only one who did that.

"You know, I'm looking forward to it. This holiday has been so colorful. You have given Rita a lot of material. I really want to know what stories that bitch can make up!"

In fact, Harry was also looking forward to it. After all, the imagination of the beetle reporter was several times stronger than that of the nervous Miss Royce.

So the two boys put their heads together and turned over the front page of "The Quibbler". The whole page was full of big photos of the ball in Grimmauld Place, with Harry and Hermione as the protagonists!

Hermione was wearing a trendy and well-crafted white dress, which looked beautiful against the brilliant magic lights of Grimmauld Square. In the photo, she was walking down the stairs, with a beautiful face and a slim figure. Her figure immediately made her the focus of everyone's attention. The guests all looked at her with envious or admiring eyes. At the end of the stairs, Harry was waiting for her, stretching out his hand to her while showing a charming smile. Ta captioned the photo:

—may be married at any time!

……

Rita says:

"Miss Granger is not only beautiful, but also good at calculating! She holds the savior firmly in her palm. Of course, the Minister's credit is also indispensable for this.

Mr. Rufus Scrimgeour took this little Muggle-born witch very seriously. When he went to Hogwarts to attend the Yule Ball, he once invited Harry Potter to dance with him. Miss Granger was taken away at that time. Forced to be a dance partner for the savior.

—Poor Harry Potter!He has no right to refuse at all!

It seems like a dirty political deal.We've all noticed that after Christmas, the Ministry of Magic couldn't be more kind to the Savior, and Mr Scrimgeour is taking Harry to the sky, why?Had Harry done anything to please the Minister greatly?

Dance with Miss Granger!Merlin!

As for why the minister praised Miss Granger so much and not anyone else, we don't know.The reporters of this newspaper have good professional ethics and will never talk nonsense about things that are not clear.

But we do know one thing, that is, Miss Grant's mother is a Muggle healer, she is proficient in dental injuries, and our Minister, he was often troubled by dental diseases in his early years..."

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"This is slander! She's slandering my mother!" Hermione yelled angrily.

"But she didn't say anything!" Harry tried to defend Rita, "at least not explicitly."

"She doesn't need to say it! As long as she shows the photo and writes a few plausible words, that's enough..."

Hermione gritted her teeth and roared in a low voice, "Do you know what others say? They all say that I am Scrimgeour's illegitimate daughter. Damn Rita, I'm going to smash her!"

"What is this! Rita also said that you are engaged!"

Ron leaned his head over, clutching a copy of "The Quibbler" in his hand;

"And it's a political marriage between the savior of the world and the Minister of Magic, look at this sentence... These are two young people who have been played by fate, and their marriage has no emotional basis at all.

Harry Potter is a strong-willed homosexual who only likes older men because he lacks paternal love since he was a child.

Miss Granger did all the tricks, and in the end, she got nothing but a marriage certificate, and the savior couple would surely lead a marital life of harmony and separation. "

"Oh—" Hermione let out a groan of pain, covering her eyes with her hands, "take it away, Ron, I don't want to see it again!"

【clean up】

Harry snapped his fingers, making the annoying ghost disappear neatly!Then, he looked forward, scanned a circle of students in front of him with majestic eyes, and warned them not to mention what happened just now.

Students—students who were about to take Defense Against the Dark Arts class, they kept their mouths shut obediently, bowed their heads or chose to avoid Harry's threats, even the students of Slytherin House were no exception, except... …

"Congratulations, Potter!" Draco Malfoy pointed at Harry with two big dark circles under his eyes, "Finally got rid of homosexuality. But an illegitimate daughter is not something of honor."

"Shut up, Malfoy! Your ideas are worthless!"

Hermione quickly raised her head to teach the guy who hit the gun, and when she saw that Blaise Shazani, who was in front of Malfoy, wanted to help, she immediately turned her gun, "And you Zabini , a person who likes to stalk and peep, has no right to criticize others!"

Just like that, the two most popular boys in Slytherin House were easily defeated by Queen Hermione. They were all angry, their faces flushed, and they glared at Hermione angrily, but they dared not Word.

This……

Harry and Ron glanced at each other and found the same suspicion in the other's eyes as their own - which was strange.

What was weird wasn't Hermione's relationship with the two snakes, as the whole school knew that Slytherins and studs were no match for each other.It's strange that Malfoy and Zabini swallowed their anger when Hermione reprimanded them!

Hermione must have caught on to them!

Harry and Ron came to the same conclusion, and the two of them exchanged glances of thought.

At this moment, the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom opened, and Professor Severus Snape in a black robe stood there.

His black eyes stared at Blaise Zabini, who was the first in line, for a while, and the more he looked, the more fierce his eyes became, full of malice, as if he shouldn't be here.

Poor Zabini was stunned. He couldn't figure out how he had offended the Dean.

I had no choice but to lower my head and shrink my neck to reduce the sense of existence, wishing to give myself a shrinking spell to become Thumbelina.

Finally, Snape looked away and looked at the others. When he saw Harry at the end of the line, he visibly frowned, because Harry was flirting with Ron and not looking at him at all.

This is really...

Snape didn't know how to describe his feelings, being slighted, no, it wasn't really that much, at most it was just not being valued.

That little bastard used to always circle around himself. Every time he was in class, he was the first in line. Snape was used to it. When he opened the classroom door, he saw his lover showing joy, sometimes Obscene gaze.Today, though, Harry was at the end of the line.

Is this a protest?

Just because I kicked you out of the house that morning?

I have chased you countless times before, but I have never succeeded. Who would have expected you to be so obedient!