Professor, please pay the debt

When the train finally stopped at Hogsmeade station, it was completely dark, and Harry looked at the familiar station with mixed feelings. As of today, the Dark Lord has graduated for 40 years, from a poor student with nothing to the wizarding world The king, then a wisp of remnant soul, and now a student again, this seems to be a cycle.

And every time the starting point is Hogwarts, Harry believes that he will get what he wants again, but this time what he wants is not just fame and power...

"All students... bring the salute down... all the students get off the bus with the salute!"

Hagrid's loud voice sounded from the platform.

Harry leaned out of the window and said hello to Hagrid: "Hello, Hagrid, why did you ask us to bring the salute?"

The students' salutes have always been left in the car, and the Hogwarts elves will be responsible for sending them to the corresponding dormitories, and it has been like this for five years.

The tall Hagrid was almost as tall as the Hogwarts train, and he had to lower his head to talk to Harry face to face, "This year's situation is not good, you know, so the Ministry of Magic sent Aurors—oh, just Seems like they could come in handy..."

Hagrid's black beetle-like eyes were full of sarcasm. He didn't like people in the Ministry of Magic, because he thought Dumbledore was the greatest white wizard, and Hogwarts had him enough.

Harry was waiting for Hagrid to finish his sentence, but he obviously forgot about it, "Apart from those people, except for Tonks, who is not bad, everyone else is useless! Didn't they scold Deng with Fudge last year?" Bullido? Now they're here to protect Hogwarts again, who needs them?" Hagrid was still complaining.

"Um...Hagrid, do these Aurors have anything to do with our salute?"

Harry had to remind Hagrid that he wanted to know about the salute, that Hagrid was a nag, and if he let him go, Harry risked missing the dinner.

"Oh, yes, salute!" Hagrid realized his mistake, and he admitted it with a smile, "Look at my memory, I was so happy to see you that I forgot everything..."

Harry forced himself to smile at Hagrid, to encourage him to continue.

"The Aurors seem to think that there will be Death Eaters among the students, so they made a check door. If someone uses Polyjuice Potion, they will show their true colors when they pass through this door. As for saluting...

They're also checking for dark artefacts...I think it was the idea of ​​that Scrimgeour, who, like that Fudge, wanted to get involved at Hogwarts. said Hagrid.

So it turned out that Scrimgeour was better than Fudge, at least he knew how to send wizards to guard the school.

Instead of dementors, Fudge sent dementors to protect the school back then, but he got himself into trouble.

As for the Minister for Magic wanting to meddle in the school... Harry thought there was a complicated relationship between the Minister and the Headmaster that half-giants couldn't understand.

So he didn't comment on this matter, but said vaguely, "This sounds a bit troublesome, but it's understandable..."

I went to fight with the salute.

You know, the workload of this task is not small!There are six people saluting in this carriage, but there are only three people carrying the salute.

Ron and Hermione went to maintain order, and Ginny went to find her friends and hasn't returned yet. They might go directly to the castle, because everyone is not used to dragging their own salutes.

Neville is not very good at the Levitation Charm, Luna can use it, but at most she can levitate a travel bag and can't take care of anything else.

So, when the three got out of the car, Luna carried the cages of Hedwig and Piglet, and Neville held the pet cages of Rifle, Regens, and Crookshanks—fortunately, these cages can be stacked. .

And Harry is holding at least 8 travel bags floating with a wand in his right hand, and holding Ron, Ginny and his broom in his left hand...

Harry sees himself as pure messiah, because it's impossible to imagine the Dark Lord transforming into a bellboy.

What embarrasses him the most is that one of the travel bags is pink, and there is a poster of "The Quibbler" plastered all over the surface.

This brand new image of the savior once again attracted everyone's attention.

They stared at Harry with surprised eyes, and some people were counting the number of travel bags. The most boring thing was that Harry heard someone guessing who the pink travel bag belonged to, and whether that person was the daughter of the Savior. friend.

"Thank you Harry, I really can't do the Levitation Curse. If it's the Disarming Curse, I should be able to, because I practiced it in DA last year."

Neville's round face poked out from behind Crookshanks' cage to talk to Harry, and Crookshanks poked out his head at the same time when he was squatting in his straw cage, his noseless round face looked very irritated .

This scene was so joyful that Harry didn't dare to speak for a moment, afraid that he would laugh out loud.

Luna said from the side: "I think Harry can participate in the competition of "see who floats the most salutes", and he will definitely get No.1. "

Who would hold such a boring contest!

"Is this a new way of attracting people that you just came up with?" said a sharp voice, "You've got a lot of tricks, Potter."

Harry turned around, and saw a boy with pale blond hair, his height only reached Harry's chin, wearing a Slytherin green robe with a delicate collar button on his chest, he looked very much like Lu Xiu As a teenager, he had thick golden eyebrows and a sharp awl-like chin, except for a pair of eyes, Lucius's eyes were blue-gray.

And his is a light gray, which should be inherited from his mother - Narcissa Black.

In short, the boy in front of him was Draco Malfoy.To the Dark Lord, he is the grandson of his good friend Abraxas, but to the Savior, he is a rival who has been fighting for five years.

Harry wasn't sure how he should treat him, he couldn't beat him up, bullying the little was not an honorable thing.So Harry chose to ignore it.

But he had underestimated the self-esteem of a sixteen-year-old, and Malfoy clearly thought Harry didn't respect him enough.

"I'm talking to you, Scarhead! Has no one taught you manners?"

"Malfoy!" Ginny screamed and ran over, holding Regens in her arms, "Who did you learn your manners from? Did your father teach you your manners before entering Azkaban!"

"How dare you..." Malfoy paled angrily.

"Why wouldn't I dare! When your father led the Death Eaters to surround us, I gave him a stun spell, and he was in such a panic at that time, I really want you to try it too! How about it, Try it, Malfoy, it's much more powerful than the Batman Charm!"

Ginny raised her face proudly. Under the light, her pretty face glowed with confidence. She was so charming that the boys couldn't help but chase after her.