[HP] How to properly feed the savior

It is buried, and it needs enough loving care before it can be revealed.You don't need to tell me what you see, someday I will make you truly happy and not rely on this mirror. "

"Why? You don't have to be so kind to me." He knew that Mag would not use him, but he couldn't figure out the other party's intentions.

"Silly boy, it doesn't matter whether it is necessary." The other party thought for a while, "Maybe you are right, your performance in front of me made me accept you, even though I knew it was a disguise and you were deceiving me, but once Realizing that you're not a bad kid, I can't let go of my feelings for you. No matter how mature you look, you still haven't grown up inside, and even if you make mistakes, you can be forgiven .I don’t know what kind of education you received in the past. To me, love is giving unconditionally. It’s doing good to someone without expecting anything in return. Every child deserves to be loved like this, if their mother doesn’t , and someone else should do it.”

After leaving that classroom, he returned to Gryffindor Tower, where his friends were waiting for him in the common room.

"I can't believe you skipped Transfiguration!" Ron said in a tone of awe mixed with some lingering fear, "You don't know how scary Professor McGonagall was in the morning! Even Hermione didn't dare to raise her hand to speak Now, eh, Hermione?"

"I've never seen Professor McGonagall so angry." Hermione was obviously frightened. "You must never skip class again. She didn't lock you up, did she?"

"No, I said I was not feeling well, and she accepted the reason." Facing his classmates, he still continued to lie.

"Where did you go? I don't believe you're really unwell." Harry caught the point right away.

"Walking around, exploring the school or something, I didn't learn any spells in class anyway." He shrugged, coping with the attitude of bad student council.

"That's why you need to work harder!" The good student Hermione jumped out immediately, "Skipping class will only make you unable to keep up with the progress!"

"Professor McGonagall has given me a lot of extra homework, so please forgive me." He made a pitiful expression, but Hermione didn't take that at all.

"I have to write a Christmas plan. I will leave school during the holidays. Those of you who stay in school can't be idle. That's right, so are you two!"

"No, Hermione! I didn't skip class!" Ron wailed.

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☆、Sorcerer's Stone 16

"Merry Christmas~" On Christmas morning, Ron was the first to get up and called him and Harry up.

"You're happy too." Harry rubbed his eyes and sat up, "Look! I got a present!"

"I received it too." He was surprised that someone would give him a gift.

As was the case at Battle School before, Meek and another Dutch student succeeded in winning the right to gift-giving for students by proving that Christmas was a folk tradition rather than a religious act.Everyone was very happy, using all the materials at hand to make gifts, limericks written on paper, or letters made of cakes, and such small things.But he received nothing, everyone in the school knew him, but no one gave him a gift.

This is a matter of course.Everyone felt that Ender Wiggin didn't need gifts.

"Oh! Merlin! My mother gave you both those special Weasley sweaters!" Ron caught a glimpse of the largest package among his and Harry's presents.

"Your mother knows me?" He unwrapped the big, bulging paper package, which contained a box of homemade fudge and a blue jumper.He was very happy to have a new dress.

"Of course, you are one of my best friends." Ron's nose was a little red. "Even if I didn't tell my mother, George and Fred would write letters. They like you very much."

Hermione gave him a box of chocolates, and the girl finally found her way after flipping through hundreds of tomes.

At the bottom was a long, narrow box tied with a dark blue ribbon, and a card:

I shouldn't have stopped you at Ollivander from having this wand, now is the time to give it back to you.

Also, during the summer vacation, the Ministry of Magic relies on registered wands and monitoring signs of magical activity in Muggle settlements to restrict the use of magic by minors. This wand is in my name and is not subject to the regulations governing underage wizards.

Minerva McGonagall

He opened the box, and inside was the elder wand.

Putting his wand in his pocket, he turned to Harry. Ron was envious of the invisibility cloak Harry received. He picked up the note that had fallen and looked at it. It was not signed, but it was distinctive The handwriting he recognized immediately, was Dumbledore's.It seemed that the headmaster was determined to make Harry see the mirror.

Before they could say anything about the Invisibility Cloak, the Weasley twins rushed in, and Harry quickly hid the Invisibility Cloak.

They played like crazy all day.The Weasley twins kidnap Percy and don't allow him to have dinner with the prefects because "Christmas is a time for family reunion".He noticed that Harry was grinning a bit like he was, and the Weasley boys counted them as family, and he didn't know if it made Harry feel better, but he just felt empty inside. .But Harry's heart was soon filled with magical firecrackers, and he loved those that came with generous gifts—it was the first time he'd had the chance to have so much of his own at once.

Afterwards, they went to have a snowball fight, and he beat everyone to pieces. After being in Hogwarts for so long, he finally managed to win a good one.But it didn't take long for the Weasley twins to turn the game into a big melee. Everyone got a lot of snowballs, which made him feel that he was childish for being competitive at the beginning. They buried him in snow.

In the afternoon, they sat by the fire, drenched, toasting mushrooms and marshmallows.Harry tried the new chess pieces that fell out of the firecrackers, and the recruits were beaten to pieces by Ron's chess pieces in unprecedented brutality. Even Percy's bad idea couldn't save Harry's fiasco.But this had no noticeable effect other than making Harry more interested in wizard chess and putting Percy on the taboo list.

At night, when everyone was content to go to bed, Harry slipped on the Invisibility Cloak.

The invisibility cloak sent by Dumbledore was indeed a treasure. Neither his counter-spell nor detection spell could find Harry. Fortunately, the movement Harry made was enough for him to follow all the way, and there was no suspense in the end. , is the empty classroom next to the library.

Harry took him and Ron there the next day.

What Harry saw in the mirror was his parents, and what Ron saw was his future self full of glory. When they wanted him to take a look in front of the mirror, he said he was not interested.Harry and Ron, unaware that anything was wrong, wrestled for control of the mirror until Mrs. Norris catwalked in.

They all hid in the invisibility cloak, too scared to breathe out.

"Harry, I think you'd better stop looking at that mirror." For the students sitting in the empty auditorium on the third morning, the snow hadn't melted outside, it was boring again one day.Ron prodded at the bacon on the plate with a knife, and persuaded Harry with a worried face.

"Why?" The other party's thoughts were all on the mirror.

"I can't say, that mirror gave me a very uncomfortable feeling." Ron's tone was sullen, "Besides, Filch and Mrs. Norris are always wandering around there, in case you are caught by them Got it?"

"You sound like Hermione." Harry sullenly, with no room for retreat.

"Ender, you can persuade him." Ron poked his arm and asked for help.

"Me? I think Harry should look in that mirror." Regardless of Ron's expression of grief and indignation on "You betrayed me", he expressed his opinion, "Christmas is a day for family reunion, Ron, How can Harry be with his parents when you can be with your brothers? Maybe that mirror was put there as a Christmas present by someone, to give people who don't have family to be together a chance."

"You can't stop me from being with my parents." Harry said firmly, ending the discussion.

Harry went to the empty classroom alone at night.

"Although I don't object to your coming here, I still have to say that you need to go back and rest." At about two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, he reminded aloud.

"When did you come?" Harry didn't expect him to appear. "Sorry, I didn't notice you."

"I've been here for a while. You're so engrossed in the mirror that you can't see me." In fact, he used the Disillusionment Charm to hide himself, and it was normal that Harry couldn't see it.

"You've seen this mirror before, before I found it." Harry began to look at the mirror fascinated again, "I should have thought, who wouldn't even want to look at this mirror?"

"Yes, that's why I skipped Transfiguration. When I got up in the morning to go to the library, I passed this classroom and found the door open. I was curious to see it, but I couldn't leave it." He knew he had skipped that day. The class must have aroused Harry's suspicions, so he simply used this matter to smooth things over.

"After I found the mirror, the first thing I thought of was to tell you, not to keep it to myself. I don't have to tell you, and I come and sit here by myself every day, and save Ron from talking about me, he and Hermione are getting more and more It looks like it." Harry's tone was hard to tell whether he was disappointed or complaining. "But you didn't tell me anything."

"You figured it out eventually, didn't you?"

"I discovered it myself, not what you told me." The other party carefully distinguished the two. "I thought we were friends who talked about everything."

He sighed, "You know what I see in the mirror, right?"

"Your family? Looks like I guessed right." Harry looked at his expression, "I think it's the same, only Ron sees himself in the mirror, he has such a big family. What did you say about his today?" You're right, he doesn't really understand how we feel."

"Just complaining in front of us that he even left the rats behind Percy." He smiled, remembering the scene on the train, Harry and Ron were carefully testing each other, and it was hard to say that neither of them were hurt.

"Yeah." Harry also laughed, weaker, "but I don't understand why you don't want to look in this mirror anymore, did Professor McGonagall tell you anything?"

"No, I just feel sad." He sat down next to Harry, not too close to the mirror so as not to affect what he saw in the mirror. "I look at my family and think that I will never stand with them like this. It is a painful torture for me, and drinking poison to quench my thirst will only sink myself deeper and deeper in despair."

"At least they're still alive." Harry hugged his knees and stared at the mirror intently. "When I look in this mirror, I think I could have a big family. My parents love me like Ron's parents love me." every child in their family. But I didn't, I lived in a crappy cupboard for ten years, no one loved me, everyone wanted to avoid me as if I was some dirty thing. Uncle Vernon put I'm a disgrace to my family, their worst secret, I'm afraid people will know that I'm a wizard...all because of Voldemort. He ruined my family, my childhood, what should have been belongs to my happiness."

"Do you hate him?" he asked softly.

"How is it possible not to hate? I sit in front of this mirror, and every minute and every second, my hatred for Voldemort is getting deeper and deeper." The other party's tone was filled with strong sorrow. This is not what an ordinary 11-year-old child would say. Some emotions.Most kids didn't know hate at this age, but Harry did, really did.

"If he appeared in front of you, would you kill him?" In fact, this was what he was most worried about.

This question stunned Harry for a moment, and he laughed after a long time, "I think I'll be too busy avoiding his pursuit, I'm serious, no matter how much I hate him and how much I want to kill him, it won't make up for my relationship with him." There is a huge difference in strength between them. He is the most powerful dark wizard of our time, and I am just a first-year student who can't even finish his homework."

"But you will grow up, and one day you will become an equally powerful wizard, and you have the ability to defeat him. What will you do with him then?" He inevitably felt sad, Voldemort is a heinous person, no matter He was not surprised by the sentence of the wizarding court.But what about him?He has committed no less crimes than Voldemort.

"I don't know." The other party hesitated and said uncertainly, "I think I will kill him, I think I will do that."

Maybe killing is not the best ending, he wanted to say this, but he changed it to, "You have the right."

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☆、Sorcerer's Stone 17

After Christmas, Hermione's chocolates played an important role - Harry finally found Nick Flamel, and guessed that the thing in the vault of 713 should be the Sorcerer's Stone.But it didn't take long for them to be happy, Hagrid's dragon egg swept away their good mood

For Harry and the others, worrying day and night about Hagrid's illegal raising of dragons was discovered was just an indispensable sweet annoyance in their daily life.But in his opinion, Hagrid's dragon egg also means that Quirrell knows how to pass Lu Wei, and the only thing standing between the Philosopher's Stone and Voldemort is the mirror.

The news was confirmed by Professor McGonagall. "Yes, Hagrid said everything. He got the dragon egg in the Pig's Head Bar. Unfortunately, the owner of the Pig's Head Bar is Professor Dumbledore's younger brother. The relationship between them is not good, but anyway, Aberforth is still on our side."

Fortunately, Kiro was not in a hurry to act.They think this is because Quirrell is afraid of Professor Dumbledore, which means they can control the timing of Quirrell stealing the Philosopher's Stone in their own hands.After the final exams, the principal will pretend to be transferred from the school by a letter, giving Quirrell an opportunity.But before that, Harry and the others had to figure out how to get through Lu Wei, and Professor McGonagall said that he would be responsible for this matter.

Just when he felt that everything was developing step by step, an accident disrupted their rhythm.

"Unforgivable!" Professor McGonagall's lips were still trembling when he returned to the office, "With an invisibility cloak, you can still be caught going out at night! And not just one! I thought Miss Granger would be clearer, but I didn't expect She's as confused as Potter!"

"They've been under too much pressure recently. Hagrid's dragon is what they think about every day. Malfoy saw the little dragon's broken shell, and they were worried that he would go to Gaomi. Ron was bitten, the dragon's teeth were poisoned, and the wound It's weird." He knew that Harry and the others were going to send the dragon eggs away tonight, so he specially asked Professor McGonagall to help clear the roadblocks, so that Harry, who was not good at hiding his whereabouts at all, would get into trouble like Peeves.As a result, Professor McGonagall caught Malfoy and Neville successively. When he was distracted, Harry and Hermione were intercepted by Filch. "They just need to wipe the trophy?"

"Wipe the trophy?" Professor McGonagall raised his voice suddenly, and he looked like a dragon about to breathe fire. "Four students don't sleep in one night, and they want to fool them by wiping the trophy? They are going to the Forbidden Forest! Hagrid will watch them."

"I'm not at ease with Hagrid." Perhaps in the eyes of many people, Dumbledore trusted Hagrid, but in his eyes, Hagrid was just a bait.If anyone wanted to inquire about the news, they would go to Hagrid, and the eyeliner only needed to be placed near Hagrid, which was quite labor-saving.What Dumbledore likes is Hagrid's simplicity, loyalty, and carelessness. The combination of these three qualities makes Hagrid a very good pawn to use. "I'll go with Harry, they won't find me."

"That's the Forbidden Forest, and the creatures in it are very dangerous." Professor McGonagall frowned, not agreeing with his decision.

"It's just as dangerous for Harry."

"It's different. All the creatures in the Forbidden Forest know Hagrid, and as long as Harry is with Hagrid, he's safe. But they won't count you and Hagrid together."

"I can protect myself." He didn't want to listen to the other party's further persuasion, and left Professor McGonagall's office.

The next day, Gryffindor lost 150 points all at once.

Harry was duller than anyone.The students originally regarded Harry as the pride of the college. After all, on the Quidditch pitch, Harry led Gryffindor to victory time and time again. Even Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff students were happy to see him Slytherin loses the House Cup.Now, however, that hope has been dashed by the same man.The pressure on Hermione and Neville is relatively small, because everyone didn't have high expectations for them.Neville often forgot his password, and he was caught for the first time and didn't return to the dormitory in time when it was almost the end of the period, which was already something to celebrate.Hermione helped Gryffindor win more than fifty points.

"They'll forget soon enough." Ron was one of the few people still on Harry's side. "Fred and George have been dropping points endlessly since they entered school, and everyone still likes them."

"I was deducted [-] points when I first started school. They probably have forgotten about it now." He also tried to comfort him, but he thought it was because no one knew him, and he basically didn't talk to other students , they have no friends except Harry, and they have never done anything impressive. Even if they were caught on a night tour on the first day, they would at most become a "Gryffindor is here. I don't understand." A well-behaved idiot freshman" joke.No one remembers his name.

The headmaster should have made Harry a hero on purpose.The minds of the students are very simple. Whoever brings them honor is a hero. If you play well, you are a hero. To win a trophy is also a hero. Dumbledore will make Harry the youngest Seeker in hundreds of years. It's the same reason.For this, Professor McGonagall felt very sorry for him, because he should have the right to compete fairly with Harry for the position of the Seeker, but he is not the savior, so he can only withdraw voluntarily.He just comforted Professor McGonagall that he didn't like Quidditch very much, and as long as Harry could help Gryffindor win the trophy, he would be a die-hard fan of Harry.

Professor McGonagall did not understand the headmaster's mind.For the same night tour, she only deducted twenty points for Malfoy, but fifty points for each Gryffindor, to show that she has stricter requirements on the students of her own college.The headmaster must be worrying about how to get Harry to recover the 150 points.

"But none of you have cost Gryffindor 150 points in one go," said Harry sullenly.

In a way, Professor McGonagall is doing it to his advantage.Harry and Ron stopped thinking about the night excursion, and they actually started to review seriously. Even though Harry overheard the secret conversation between Snape and Quirrell, he did not waver in his determination not to violate the school rules.

On the night of the solitary confinement, he found an excuse and went to bed early to avoid suspicion.Ron said goodbye to Harry and the others in the common room. He followed Neville in an invisible state, and no one saw him.There was a lot of humidity outside the castle, and the temperature dropped sharply at night, so he didn't wear a cloak for fear of making a noise, so he had to cast a warming spell on himself to keep his teeth from chattering from the cold.

Hagrid's arrangement reassured him at first, Harry, Hermione and Hagrid were together, but after Malfoy's prank scared Neville, it became a group of Harry, Malfoy and Fang.He walked among the branches, using the Levitation Charm to cross obstacles, and observed the movement on the ground from top to bottom. The guy in the cloak was not far from them, but he couldn't see him.He thought it necessary for him to invent a night vision spell, or use a potion to achieve a similar effect.

"Look." Harry stopped Malfoy suddenly.

In a clearing in the forest, a wounded unicorn lay, and a cloaked figure crouched over it, drinking the unicorn's blood.

"Ahhh!" Malfoy and Fang screamed and ran away.

He gripped his wand tightly, Harry was still there, as if petrified, the cloak floated towards Harry, only to be startled away by the centaur who sprang out of the forest.The centaur looked friendly, it recognized Harry, and was willing to help Harry get back to Hagrid as soon as possible.After a moment of hesitation, he ran after the cloaked man.

Putting the acacia wand back in his pocket, he drew the elder wand from his belt.This was his first actual combat after coming to this world, so there was no reason not to go all out. "Luminescent flashes." He whispered, and the wand that was also eager to try immediately fired a dazzling white dot, illuminating the entire forest like a flash bomb, leaving nowhere for the cloaked man hiding in the shadows to hide.

A spell hit the position where he was standing just now, causing the tree to wither quickly.He had jumped down long ago, scurried behind another tree, and tapped the root with his wand.The coiled old tree roots swelled up, tore the ground and jumped out, waving like a whip, binding the cloaked man in the middle.While the other party was entangled with those tree roots, he moved again, trying to get behind the other party.Compared with the ray spell, he preferred the transfiguration technique that would not reveal his coordinates, turning the solid ground into a sticky swamp to trap the opponent. The cloaked man roared angrily, but it was of no avail.

He sharpened and hardened the tree trunks that had been crushed by the opponent, and commanded them to shoot towards the opponent like a spear.The cloaked man summoned flames that devoured most of the tree debris, but some slipped through and scraped off his opponent's cloak.There were not many obstacles between them left, the surrounding trees were all burned, the moon appeared from behind the dark clouds, and the bright moonlight fell on this clearing, allowing him to see the face of the man, A terrifyingly inhuman face, red eyes staring at him, as if they could see through his invisibility.

Then the other party turned his head, it was Quirrell.

Using magic to create a sound of horseshoes, the opponent didn't care about attacking him. He waved his wand and condensed black smoke into a new cloak to cover himself. He floated up from the swamp and flew away in one direction.He also fled quickly, lest the real centaur or other creatures living here would find out that he was destroying the forest, but he couldn't calm down in his heart.What is that thing on the back of Quirrell's head, he can guess without thinking.

He just hadn't expected Voldemort to be so close to Harry.

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☆、Sorcerer's Stone 18

"I can't believe you're letting him in!" Once back at the castle, he went straight to Professor McGonagall's office, where Dumbledore was also there. "He is with the students every day. If someone discovers the secret under the hood, aren't you worried that Voldemort will kill him?"

Professor McGonagall was terrified, "Mysterious man? In school? Albus, what's going on?"

"If you don't mind, you two, can you come to my office to talk?" The principal got up first and opened the door for them.

There was a Pensieve in the headmaster's office, and he volunteered the memory to make sure the headmaster had all the details. "Unicorn blood made him stronger, but also gave him a deadly curse. Mr Wiggin, I must say you fought bravely, even though Voldemort had been weakened beyond human form, not everyone could fight him The battle in front of you will not let you down." The principal avoided the important point and changed the topic.

"Merlin, this is really terrible! He was going to attack Harry! It's a good thing you're there, kid." Professor McGonagall went up and down to check the bruises on his body, most of which were scratched while walking through the woods of. "Do you need to let Madam Pomfrey take a look?"

"I'm fine." He firmly stopped the other party from continuing to worry unnecessarily, "Quirrell didn't hit me with a single spell."

"If you hit you, you wouldn't be standing here, but... oh!" Professor McGonagall held him in his arms, and he patted the other person's back. In fact, he thought that the other person needed comfort more than he did. .

"Professor Dumbledore, I think it's unwise to continue to let Quirrell steal the Sorcerer's Stone." Comforting Professor McGonagall, he turned to the principal and told the purpose of his visit. "If there is only Quirrell, considering that he needs to use Harry, we can still let Harry try to break through, but with Voldemort..."

"Neither Voldemort nor Quirrell can harm Harry. Lily Potter's protective spell for her children is very powerful, and Quirrell is cursed by a unicorn, which makes him even more unable to deal with Harry. What harm did Harry do?" the Headmaster cut him off. "What's more, there will be a battle between Harry and Voldemort sooner or later. Letting Harry defeat him first while Voldemort is still weak will help build Harry's confidence."

"So you plan to arrange for Harry and Quirrell to be alone, and let Harry have a good talk with the enemy who killed his parents." He almost sneered, "What kind of ending do you like? Did Voldemort kill Harry, or Harry killed Quirrell? A boy under the age of 12, but faced with the situation of either his own death or the death of the other party, have you ever thought about how this will hurt Harry?"

He has thought about this question countless times. He has suffered threats to his life more than once in the past. If he had chosen to let Stilson or Bonzo kill him, would he feel better?But this is just an afterthought. When death stands in front of him, there is only one thought left in his mind, that is, no matter what he pays, he must live on.

Now that he survived, he was haunted by nightmares every night.

Dumbledore was silent.

"We should destroy the Philosopher's Stone, and deal with Quirrell. This is the job of adults, and a child should not be responsible." In fact, he does not want anyone to face this dilemma, but if the killing and conflict are Inevitably, then at least adults will suffer less damage.

"Principal, I also don't think Harry should be allowed to take such a risk." Professor McGonagall rarely stood by his side, "Harry is just a child! He deserves to enjoy his childhood, you hand him over to Dursley The family has made him lose ten years of joy, why can't he spend these seven years happily and easily, and wait until he grows up to talk about wars?"

"Because Voldemort won't be patient." The headmaster ended their objections with one sentence. "I'm not going to let Harry face Voldemort alone, I'm going to be with him, just make him believe he's the only one fighting Voldemort before he has to."

Before leaving, he asked, "Why did Voldemort insist on killing Harry in the first place? Harry is just a baby, and it doesn't matter to Voldemort whether he kills him or not."

He was already considering that if he couldn't stop the dispute from Harry's side, he could also start from Voldemort's side.

"Forgive me, but I can't tell you this yet." The headmaster remained mysterious as always.

He walked out of the principal's office, with Professor McGonagall by his side.

"I don't even know how to face Quirrell tomorrow." The other party grabbed him and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "I'm so proud of you, kid."

He felt that his face was flushed, but fortunately the light in the corridor was dim so that the other party would not see it.

It wasn't until he got back to Gryffindor Tower that he realized Harry was in the common room and hadn't returned to his dormitory.

"Where have you been?" Harry asked harshly.

"Walk around." He muttered under his breath, as if he was just a playful student who was caught.

"This is not the first time you have gone out at night." The other party was not convinced by this reason at all, "What are you doing sneakily?"

"Don't you often go out at night too? Are you here to teach me not to violate the school rules?" He deliberately poked at Harry's sensitive spots, and if the other party felt embarrassed, he would take advantage of the situation to comfort him, so that the matter would be exposed up.

But the other party was indifferent, still with a cold face, "No, I just suspect that you are meeting someone."

Yes, he does often go out to discuss with the professors how to protect the Philosopher's Stone. If he communicates during the day, other students will be suspicious of his frequent disappearance.But he didn't think Harry realized he was going to see Professor McGonagall.

"You know, you talk in your sleep at night." Harry stared at him with a stern look, making him realize that he wasn't the only one in this school pretending to be an ordinary student with a blank mind. "'I don't want to...' 'Don't...' 'I'm sorry...' What are you afraid of? Who's pushing you?"

The other party's vivid imitation stung his heart, as if he was a coward who was easy to yield, crying bitterly and begging for mercy in front of the enemy.Isn't he like that?Another voice from the bottom of my heart laughed viciously.I don't know how to face my own sins, I just run away, thinking that I can pretend to be like them by hiding among a group of good people, cowards, I don't even have the courage to redeem my sins!

But even if he is really so unbearable, what right does the other party have to criticize him?

"That's my private business." He replied coldly.

"Is it Snape? He sent you to spy on us, and you go to him every night to report on our progress. He cursed my broom, and refereeed Quidditch, all to prevent me from continuing to investigate. This is all because of your tip-off!" Harry became more and more excited as he spoke, and pointed at him with his wand drawn from his waist, "You are going out tonight to meet your master Voldemort, right? He is hiding in the Forbidden Forest, Living on the blood of unicorns. You didn't think I'd meet him, did you?"

This kid has a really rich imagination.He sighed, "Harry, are you going to curse me?"

This sentence made the other party calm down a little. Harry lowered his wand, hesitating, looking like he wanted to reason with him, but he couldn't attack his classmates. "Expelliarmus." He flicked his wand lightly, and Harry's wand flew into his hand.

"You..." The other party became anxious immediately.

"If I were really on Voldemort's side, he would have succeeded with the Philosopher's Stone long ago, and he could get rid of you as a strong enemy by the way." He played with the holly wand, the core of the phoenix prevents the wand from being killed by the holder Defeated to change allegiance. "You don't have to doubt me."

"Then what are you hiding?"

"You can't know now." He regretted using Dumbledore's words here.

"Why?" The other party's tone sounded not only angry, but also sad, "I'll tell you everything, including things I wouldn't say to Ron. I thought we were the only two in this school who could really understand each other, Knowing what it's like to have no family, what it's like to be alone in a strange magical world... I thought you cared about me as much as I cared about you!"

I do care about you.He said in his heart that he cares about you in a way that you don't know, and if you know, you won't understand