Professor, please pay the debt

"Didn't you already know each other?"

—Hermione was unusually tardy in some respects.

"But he never wrote me a letter. I really wanted to, but he's a famous person. If I took the liberty to write to him, I would only be laughed at." Harry said.

"I also want to communicate with Krum..." Dean also joined in the fun, boys like Quidditch, and they all like Quidditch stars, "Don't be stupid, Harry is a celebrity, who can be more famous than him I bet that player wants Harry's letter..." Ron patted Harry on the shoulder and said, "Just write it, he'll be flattered to see it... But, oh, what about your inkwell? gone?"

It's not thanks to you!

Harry really wanted to give Ron a "fountain of clear water" to wake him up.But in the end, he had to clean up the mess himself. When he waved his magic wand to clean the parchment, another silly girl came to join in the fun!

"Harry! Hello... oh my god!"

Romy Davani has an indomitable determination. She approached Harry's group with a brave heart. When she passed by Ginny, she tripped and fell on Harry's body. …the poor inkwell was down again, and half the parchment and Harry's shirt were stained with green ink.

"Sorry, I'll clean it up for you!"

Romida said apologetic words, but her face was full of joy. She fumbled for her wand in a panic, but didn't intend to stand up from Harry.

Harry was so angry that his face turned red and then turned pale. Hermione sat across from him and could see his expression clearly. She advised in a soft voice, "Don't hit too hard!"

Ron also felt the anger of his friend, and he also helped to intercede, "After all, she is a girl...and she is very pretty."

"I found my wand!"

Romilda, unaware of the danger, let out a cheer and pointed her wand at Harry's shirt...

Before she could utter any spells, Harry snapped his fingers in the air with his right hand, and after a crisp crackle, Romilta floated into the air, screaming and flying straight across the Gryffindor table. The door of the auditorium...

The auditorium immediately became quiet, everyone looked at Harry, even Professor McGonagall stood up from the staff table and stared seriously.

Harry stood up, bowed to everyone and explained, "I can't stand someone pointing a wand at me. Once this happens, I can't help but fight back..."

"If I'm not mistaken, it's Miss Vannie from the fourth grade..." said McGonagall. "I hope she's all right, Potter!"

"As you wish! I think she's going to be fine. She's going to be floating 100 feet in the air, and then she's going to fall... as long as you pick your landing point, you should be fine," said Harry.

Ron was the first to laugh, Hermione covered her mouth too, Ginny laughed wildly, so many people laughed, Romy Davani's pursuit of the savior is public, Gryffindor The college also opened a handicap for this, and most people bet that she would lose, so Harry's approach was in line with most people's wishes.

Dean smiled and said, "You are finished, Harry, no girl dares to pursue you anymore!"

"That's great!"

After bowing again to Professor McGonagall, Harry sat down to clear his parchment. He had to write back to Scrimgeour as soon as possible, in as tactful a way as possible.

But the attitude must be firm. All he wants is the Lestrange family's vault.Other than that, nothing can impress him.

Dear Mr. Scrimgeour, it is an honor to receive your handwritten letter, thanking you for your kindness, informing that the world outside the school has become chaotic...  

I would love to do what I can for the wizarding world, but you know I'm still a student, even a minor... As for the fame of the savior - I'm sorry, I don't think an empty reputation can give magic Any meaningful support provided by the Ministry…

"Look, what a big package!" Lavender screamed.

Harry didn't look up, he continued to write: As for what you said about rehabilitating Sirius Black...

"1, 2, 3... Merlin! There are eight owls!"

"They're flying towards us!"

As soon as Harry looked up, he saw a huge shadow swooping towards him. In order not to let himself be crushed to death, he quickly threw away the quill and cast a levitating spell, "Harry, my father wrote..." At this time, Colin Creevey ran over. He pointed to the huge package floating in the air and said, "My dad said that the Chinese apples you wanted have arrived. I think this is what he meant."

"Thanks, Colin, your news was very timely." Harry was obviously complaining.

"This big package is yours!" asked Ron.

"Yes, I met a few Chinese friends during the trip. Thanks to their kindness, they promised to send me these apples. Colin's father is a fruit merchant, and he helped to transfer them."

"Don't you think there are more important things?" Hermione glanced at everyone, but no one understood what she was referring to.

"I mean, don't you see that Harry just used the wandless silent spell twice... the first time on Vannie and the second time on this package, it's unbelievable, no one's surprised ?”

Harry hadn't noticed it himself. Of course he could use wandless silent magic, and he was very proficient, but it was the first time he used it in front of the students.

"Merlin!"

"I can't even do silent spells..."

"He is worthy of being the savior of the world!"

"He's awesome!"

……

Loud gasps and surprised praise filled the auditorium.Even Professor Flitway, who was eating breakfast, walked over, patted Harry's thigh and said, "No wonder you didn't choose my advanced class! I have nothing to teach you!"

Harry told himself that he had to make allowances for Flitway's lack of height, but he really wanted to walk away now and find a quiet place to write his reply.

But people surrounded him and he couldn't get away, DA members were excited to learn wandless magic, and a few Gryffindor students asked when DA would recruit new students...

"It's almost time. If you delay any longer, some of you may be late..."

Professor McGonagall came over to solve the mess. The students who had classes in the morning reluctantly left under the leadership of Professor Flitway, and Hermione was among them. Harry cast a grateful look at the respectable lady .

"No, Potter, don't look at me like that. Otherwise, the following contrast will be very strong, you know... I didn't come here specially to rescue you."

Harry simply threw away his parchment, today was not a day to write a letter!

"I am at your command, Professor!"

"Very well, Potter, I noticed that you have improved in etiquette recently, but I can't add points to my college for this trivial matter, lest others make irresponsible remarks."

"You are the most impartial professor in the whole school!"

While complimenting her, Harry thought about that eccentric Snape. Comparing the two, Snape was cuter.

"That's exactly what I'm trying to achieve." McGonagall was very receptive to such compliments, and a little smile appeared on her serious face, "I came to you for two things, one is to deliver a message for Dumbledore , he wants me to remind you not to forget the apples for Slughorn - I don't understand him at all, I hope you do...

The second thing is about the Quidditch trials. You must know that I finally chose Katie Bell as the captain, but Miss Bell has no confidence in her own vision. She hopes you can attend the trials and be her advisor. "

Harry didn't care about who was the captain at all, but in front of Professor McGonagall, an avid Quidditch fan, he wisely chose to shut up and accept the job, so McGonagall left contentedly. up.

"It's really great!" Ron shouted excitedly as soon as Mag left, "Why should I worry about it! Everything will be solved with you!"

"Are you going to ask Harry to help you get into the team?" Ginny asked reproachfully.

"There's nothing wrong with that." Dean interjected, and kept winking at Harry, "You know, I'm also going to compete for the batter's position!"

"I'm so fed up with you boys!" Ginny stood up with a thud, "Harry, you can go on as a consultant, and you can go back for these two idiots, but I don't need it, I will win the Seeker openly The position! Goodbye! Idiots!"

Ginny shook her head and walked away, her long red hair drew a semi-circular arc in the air, Harry and Dean were almost swept away, Ron frowned and thought: "She said idiots, what is it?" Do you mean the three of us? "

Harry...

dean...

——Do you have to say it! ?