[Comprehensive British and American] Einstein's male god

Chapter 71Harry Potter

Snape walked in the direction of Dumbledore and Percy, and the three gathered together, their heads bowed, not knowing what to say.

Although they couldn't be seen, Winnie still heard some important words in a vague way. After she went through the organization, it probably meant that they had searched all the places, and they suspected that someone Help Black sneak into the castle.

Their voices were very low, as if they were worried about waking up other students. After a while, they stopped communicating, and then both Sneaker and Dumbledore walked towards the entrance, probably preparing to leave.

After Dumbledore and Snape left, Percy dozed off again and fell into a half-sleep.

Merlin's stinky socks, he was really tired.

"They're gone." Draco opened his eyes and said to Winnie, who still had them closed.

Winnie opened her eyes, and met the gray pupils full of narrow smiles. She tried to withdraw her hand from the other party's, but she didn't expect to be grabbed more and more tightly by the other party.

"Go to sleep." Draco said forcefully and closed his eyes, as if he was really going to sleep like this.

Looking at their clasped hands, a trace of annoyance and doubt flashed in Winnie's eyes.

After a while, Winnie tried to twist her hand again, but it was the same as before, her hand was still tightly grasped, subconsciously looking at Draco, trying to see if the other party was pretending to sleep, but Draco still closed his eyes as before, only his brows were slightly frowned, not at all as if he was pretending to be asleep, but really asleep.

After trying several times but still being unsuccessful, Winnie chose to give up and let Draco grab her hand, and as the drowsiness gradually increased, she also slowly closed her eyes and fell into a In sleep.

The next day, when Winnie woke up, Draco next to him was gone, and he blinked blankly, feeling as if it happened yesterday and she was dreaming.

She sat up from her sleeping bag, turned her head and looked around, other people were slowly waking up, some had already left, and Malfoy should be the latter group.

A few days have passed, and within these few days, Sirius has become a hot topic in the entire Hogwarts. Everyone is having various discussions around Black, and there are endless theories about how he sneaked into the castle, such as What Blake can turn into a dementor, someone help him and so on.

The portrait of the Fat Lady was replaced by that of Sir Cadogan.The Gryffindor students felt very dissatisfied and depressed about this, because Sir Cadogan spent almost half of the time proposing a duel to them, and the rest was spent thinking of some ridiculous passwords.

They feel very tired about this. Just think about changing the password several times a day, but every time they are blocked at the door, and they are asked to duel from time to time.

At this time, they would miss the days when the fat lady was around.

"Winnie, you go back first, I'm going to find Professor McGonagall." After class, Betty hurriedly packed up the textbooks on the table, and ran towards the door without waiting for Winnie's response. There is a problem, and Professor McGonagall needs to be corrected immediately.

Looking outside from the window, the weather was very gloomy, as if it was going to rain at any moment, and when Winnie passed the back garden, the sky was already drizzling.

She was heading towards the library, and when she was about to turn a corner and go up the stairs, she suddenly saw Harry Potter sitting on the bench alone, motionless, looking up at the sky.

He was very depressed, and he could see it at a glance.

Maybe he noticed Winnie's gaze at him, or happened to turn his head to see it, but Harry saw Winnie.

The two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke. It took a long time before Harry showed a very stiff smile to Winnie: "Hi."

"Hi." Winnie nodded at Harry.

Silence reappeared, and Harry scratched his hair helplessly, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't find a topic, which made him very embarrassed.

"Don't force yourself." Winnie could see Harry's embarrassment at a glance, and said calmly.

Harry froze for a moment, and then showed a wry smile: "Thank you."

Winnie thought for a while, since Harry Potter stayed here, she obviously didn't want anyone to disturb her, so she turned around and planned to leave, but just as she was about to leave, Harry suddenly stopped her again: "Can you accompany me?" Shall I talk?"

Winnie paused, looking at Harry with a little puzzlement.

Thinking that he was hindering the other party, Harry showed another flustered expression: "If you have something to do, you can leave me alone, I don't know why I said such a thing, sorry."

Harry's expression at this time was like that of an abandoned puppy, and his whole body exuded a breath of frustration.

This reminded Winnie inexplicably of the big black dog she met in the park during the summer vacation. After thinking about it, she finally said concisely: "Okay."

Harry froze for a moment, wondering what the phrase good meant, whether he could talk to him, or he had something to do so he couldn't be with him.

But soon, Winnie answered Harry's inner question with actions.

Winnie walked towards Harry, sat down beside him, and put her book aside.

Harry stared at Winnie blankly, and it took him a few seconds to react. He touched his nose in a little bewilderment, and said in a low voice, "Thank you."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, falling to the ground and splashing.

In fact, Winnie enjoys this feeling very much. Looking at the rain scene, she empties her mind and doesn't think about anything. She just feels the humidity of the rainy day, the sound of raindrops and the cool breeze.

"Why didn't you ask me?" Harry's voice sounded ethereal, he lowered his head, his emerald eyes were covered by the flowing sea, and his lips were tightly pressed, making it impossible to see his current state. expression.

"Because when you want to say it, you will say it." Winnie looked at Harry's profile. In fact, even if she couldn't see Potter's expression, she could feel his depressed mood.

"They all said that Sirius' target was me, and he wanted to find me." Harry was silent for a moment before he said slowly, "So I was under surveillance."

Winnie didn't speak, but just listened quietly, allowing Harry to express his feelings.

"Although it feels warm to be cared about, I feel like I can't breathe." Harry remembered Professor McGonagall's words, telling him not to practice Quidditch in the evening, it would be easy to expose, but the first game It will be played in three days, how to win the game without training?

Harry paused, and then said angrily, "I still can't figure it out, what exactly is Black trying to do?"

"I'm afraid only Black can tell you this." Winnie turned her head forward, looking at the dark sky. No one knew why Black was looking for Potter. Even if Potter wanted to explode his brain at this moment, he couldn't figure it out.

Harry smiled stiffly, and said slightly bitterly: "That's right."

"Are you afraid?" Winnie asked suddenly.

Harry didn't answer Winnie's question right away. He clenched his fists vigorously, and his whole body was in a very tense state. He didn't relax until there was a loud thunder in the sky, and he responded lightly after a while: " Afraid."

That's right, even Harry Potter is afraid sometimes, he is not as brave and fearless as other people think.

He was afraid sometimes, but no one ever asked him.

He was afraid that he would cause Gryffindor to lose the game and prevent them from winning, he was afraid that he would bring danger to the people around him, he was afraid that the people around him would worry about him.

Sirius Black was an unknown factor, and because of him, Harry became hesitant and cowering.

"Fear is an emotion that everyone has, and you don't need to be ashamed." Winnie herself had such a time, but she couldn't move forward if she was always afraid.

Harry suddenly looked up at Winnie with a silly expression on his face.

"Did I say something wrong?" Winnie asked suspiciously, noticing Harry's gaze.

Harry shook his head. It might seem to others that this was just a very common sentence, but after hearing it, it gave him an inexplicable urge to cry.

Even Dumbledore didn't say such a thing to him. Everyone around him told him that you are a boy who can repel even the Dark Lord, you are a warrior of Gryffindor, and you are everyone's hero.

But he is not a hero, let alone a warrior, except for the scar on his head, he is no different from others.

But since when, he was forced to be so scared that he didn't even dare to admit it, he didn't want to disappoint Ron and the others, he didn't want to be a burden, and he didn't want to be alone again.

After sitting down for a while, Winnie saw that Harry was still looking at the sky silently, and asked, "Do you want to go back?"

Harry shook his head and said, "You go back first, I'll sit down again."

Winnie nodded, picked up the books beside her, stood up, and was about to leave when Harry suddenly called her to stop, "Winnie."

Winnie turned to look at Harry, thinking there was something else he wanted to do.

"Thank you."

This time, Harry raised a faint smile, and the depression and sense of loss on his body subsided a lot compared to before.

"Whatever happens in the future, I mean if you encounter any difficulties, you can come to me at any time, and I will help you." Harry said very sincerely.

Winnie looked at Harry and nodded for a long time.

Seeing this, the smile on Harry's mouth deepened, and even those emerald eyes were much brighter than before.

The author has something to say: In the next week, I will start to be busy ORZ

Because watching my director go on a trip, during this time, I will work for her~

So it may be slower, please forgive me QAQ