Professor, please pay the debt

The homework of the sixth grade was quite easy for Harry, he only took five subjects, Hermione took seven subjects, and Ron became six subjects due to Professor McGonagall's interference, so Harry became a success instead. The most leisurely of the three.

Ron and Hermione are as nervous as preparing for an exam every day. They not only have to write piles of homework, but also read extracurricular readings assigned by the teacher, so they spend most of their time in the library.

Harry was getting used to the current life, and he liked the company of children more and more.

A group of innocent children without utilitarianism, the biggest worry is not being able to complete the homework assigned by the professor. Living with such children, Harry can often experience a kind of pure happiness from the heart. Both the Savior and the Dark Lord like children .So Harry stayed with them in the library when he was free, like now...

"Dude, you're so mean!" Ron whispered.

"What?" Harry asked.

"Oh, don't be modest, aren't you staying in the library just to accompany me?"

—You feel so good about yourself, fellow!

"Don't you see the pile of books in front of me?" Harry asked.

"I thought you were just pretending!" Ron was taken aback. "After all, you don't have homework at all, and even the old bat let you go."

Harry was always the first in class to complete the spells he had to learn, so he didn't have to do his homework at all, and Snape...he didn't even want to look at Harry so he wouldn't get himself into trouble.

"Don't mention the professor's nickname, we are prefects, do you remember? Ron." Hermione sat across from them, and taught Ron rudely across the wide table.

"He has to look like a professor!"

Ron didn't want to show weakness at all, and Hermione gave him a glare before turning to Harry and asking, "Are you looking for something? These books... all seem too difficult, I'll bet they're all from the Restricted Section."

"I'm looking for blood magic!"

Harry's voice was quieter as Mrs. Pince's chicken duster had just passed over their heads, and he had to crawl on the table and poke his head towards Hermione to make sure Hermione heard him.This makes his words slightly mysterious.

"Really? Oh... I mean, it's only natural for you to check this, yeah, you have the right to know... So, what did you find?"

"Nothing! There is not a single record about blood magic. It seems that no one has used it before Lily..."

Did Lily Evans create it herself?Tailor-made for the Dark Lord?

"Harry!"

"what?"

"You shouldn't call her by her first name, that's only for grown-up children!" Hermione lectured.

"Oh, come on, Hermione, can't you focus on the main point of the problem?" Harry was a little impatient, and the little witch seemed to have developed a bad habit of correcting people's mistakes.

"Hi, Harry!" A Gryffindor fourth-year girl stood behind Harry, looking at him excitedly.

Romy Davani, that cheeky and uneducated silly girl.

Harry's opinion of her was so low that he couldn't care less about her.But this Miss Romida was holding Ginny in her hand, so Harry managed not to chase her away directly.

"Hello Romilda, hello Ginny..."

"I saw you got a letter from the Ministry of Magic this morning. Oh, Merlin! Don't ask me how I knew it was from the Ministry. In fact, my father is an official in the Ministry, and he is not a low-ranking official. I am Say...you are awesome!"

Indeed, Scrimgeour sent Harry an official letter stamped with the seal of the Ministry of Magic, formally expressing the government's willingness to rehabilitate Sirius Black. Evidence that Reese was wronged.

Harry's reaction to this was... no response.

What he wanted was the Lestrange vault.Other than that, nothing impresses Harry.

As for Sirius' reputation, hell, the Black family is dead, who cares about his reputation!

"So the letter I received was from your father?"

Harry knew the advisor, and his tone was a little bit sarcastic, and Ron and Hermione knew almost immediately that Harry was angry, and they all looked at Romilda sympathetically.

"Oh, no... I don't think so." Romilda panicked, and Ginny muttered, "I knew it would be like this..." Then she broke away from Romilda's hand, went around the table, and sat down on Hermione. side.

"In that case, please allow me to continue reading!" Harry didn't give Romilda any chance, he turned around and gave the girl a cold back.

The beautiful Miss Romilta turned away in shame and anger and burst into tears.

"You shouldn't have done that to her, she's the prettiest girl in Gryffindor House," said Ron.

"Ron! Ginny is sitting across from us." Harry reminded the blind brother.

"So what? I can't just call my sister beautiful against my conscience!"

"Ronald Weasley, your aesthetics are as worthless as your conscience. In your eyes, Veela is the most beautiful, followed by Lavender Brown. Except for their two stupid wives, there is no one else. Pretty girl."

Ginny's mouth became more and more sharp, and her tone of voice became more and more like Snape's...

Merlin, this is incredible, but Harry likes it, and he looks at Ginny with joy, which makes the little girl a little embarrassed.

"Don't call me Ronald! Also, the two of them are not stupid women!" Ron waved his fists angrily.

When people are angry, it is inevitable that their voices will be amplified. Mrs. Pince's feather duster quietly came to Ron's back. Ginny and Hermione both noticed. They shut their mouths wisely, and then calmly saw the scene of Ron being severely whipped .

I only heard two sounds of whooping, whooping, and a few fallen chicken feathers flying all over the sky. Ron covered his head and yelled, and then Mrs. Pince roared, oh...Harry regretted it, it is not wise to come to the library Choose, he should really be left alone.

"What's wrong here? Merlin! Are you okay?" Lavender Brown saw the chaos here across several tables, and she hurried over to check on Ron's situation, "The bags are packed, Merlin! Mrs. Si is really serious!"

Then she turned to Harry again, "You're sitting next to him and you're hurting him!"

Harry wanted to say, what does this have to do with me?However, he couldn't be faster than Hermione, "What's the matter with you!? Do you think you're complaining? What right do you have to accuse Harry like that, we are Ron's friends!"

Hermione had long disliked Lavender, especially when she saw her paws touching Ron's hair.

"You still have the face to call yourself Ron's friend. When he was beaten, you just watched like this..." Lavender didn't care about Hermione's eyes at all, and she didn't intend to stop.

"I have to remind you of a grammatical error, watching and watching are the same action, these two words are not suitable to appear in a sentence at the same time."

—Merlin!Hermione never forgets to correct others' mistakes even when she is jealous!How can you get married like this?

Lavender was taken aback, and then said angrily, "I didn't discuss any grammar with you, I was talking about Ron's head, which was swollen from a beating, and you didn't do anything!"

"He deserves it!" Ginny replied succinctly.

"Come on, Ron, let me see your head." Harry didn't want to stay any longer, he just wanted to heal Ron and leave this place of right and wrong.

Ron obediently showed him the back of his head, where he could see two red marks, which swelled up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The duster was really hard to hit!

Harry flicked his wrist, and the holly wand appeared in his hand, gracefully and powerfully.Immediately there was a murmur of discussion in the library, "It's so handsome!"

"He's so stylish!"

"He is the real savior!"

……

How could I forget, he is being watched all the time now.

"No, you can't use magic in the library, it will cost our academy points..."