Mentor and Friends

Harry sent the children back to class the next day, leaving only little William who needed to stay in the hospital wing for a period of observation.

Harry was very concerned about his situation, and would go to the medical wing whenever he was free, which caused Ron, who was a teaching assistant, to suddenly double his workload recently.

Harry pushed all the students' homework to him, even the lesson plans, and Harry even started to hand over the lower grades to Ron.

Ron yelled at Harry angrily.

Harry grinned and said, "Ron, you can't always be a teaching assistant." He thought of one thing.

When Dumbledore becomes the headmaster, he won't continue to take the Transfiguration class. At that time, he can let Ron become the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts and run to be the professor of Transfiguration himself.

To be honest, his Defense Against the Dark Arts relies on the strength accumulated in each actual battle, but the Transfiguration is inherited from his father's talent - but unfortunately, he did not inherit his mother's talent in potions talent in class.

Anyway, his Transfiguration is not bad. Although it may be difficult to teach the seventh grade, he should be able to figure out a countermeasure by then.

Ron had to find something to do, and it didn't make sense that he was the only one busy.

Ron stared at Harry for a long time, but he was too angry to speak.

Many people have also discovered this situation. Assistant Professor Ron appeared much more often than Professor Harry.

Although it wasn't the first time for Ron to stand on the podium to teach the children, but in the past, when he was helping out, he really couldn't bear to stay on the podium for a few classes.

This made Harry a little helpless.

It's okay to let Ron stay on the podium for ten, twenty or ten minutes, but it seems really difficult to keep him as the lecturer.

Harry thought about his previous plan, and deeply felt that it was very likely that this would not come true.

After little William could go back to Slytherin, Harry went back to his old life.

Keep a certain distance from Slytherin, neither far nor near. If a Slytherin student asks him for help, he is naturally willing to help, but if there is nothing wrong, he will not go to the common room, even though the cellar is very far away from the lounge. close.

In this way, the children are a little uncomfortable.

They remembered how hard their professor had done to help them when they got back to school - they were sure Harry hadn't had a rest for days because of it, after all they could clearly see the dark circles under his eyes.

But when it was over, he began to distance himself from them again.

What is this professor... thinking?

Sometimes, that's how people are, they take it for granted when they distance themselves from others, and when others start keeping their distance from them, they start to think wildly -- especially before that, when the other person clearly cares about you.

Maybe the kids wouldn't have thought anything of it if it had been last term, but they were surprised that something like this happened after everyone had clearly seen Harry taking care of them.

It also makes them uncomfortable.

In the common room, Harry's name had gradually appeared on the topic of discussion among the children. Many people were sure that the head of the academy had heard the conversation several times, but his silent attitude also surprised them a little.

They still remember that it was the other party's assessment at that time.

A good professor, but not the right head of Slytherin.

But in the current situation, it seems that the chief has other plans?

Regardless of what the Slytherin children thought, Harry continued to live as he had always done.

It's just that occasionally I let my brain struggle with reason.

Just like this afternoon, he had no class, so he ran to the Astronomy Tower.

The Astronomy Tower can be regarded as the tallest building in Hogwarts except for the Gryffindor lounge. From here, you can see the entire Quidditch pitch. Apart from the Gryffindor Tower, Harry likes this place the most.

Harry likes high places.

Sometimes when he was bored with night tours, he would come here to blow the cold wind and enjoy the scenery.

High places always made Harry feel at ease.

Just like Harry loves to fly.

Higher, Harry was more able to think.

So this afternoon when there was no class, he ran to the tower to stay.

Some of the kids below were taking flying lessons, and Harry grinned openly, recalling his own first-year lessons.

In Hogwarts, almost every scene in every place can make Harry feel emotional.

Harry changed his gaze and saw Dumbledore walking in from the school gate holding a box.

No need to guess, Harry knew it must be candy.

Now Dumbledore hasn't started to dress himself up strangely, but his taste has already made Harry dumbfounded.

Harry looked at Dumbledore's figure, his expression gradually dimmed.

If there is anything that can make Harry's beautiful life flaws during this period, it is probably about Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

The tug-of-war between reason and brain has never stopped. Sometimes, he even thought, just think of a way to knock Dumbledore unconscious and throw it in front of Grindelwald, so that they can just say no if they have anything?

Of course, it was a bad idea, and Harry despised himself more than once.

"If only Hermione was here." Harry sighed faintly after thinking about it until his head ached.

If Hermione is here, she can always think of a way, even though Harry may not be allowed to do this or that, but there is still a way, right?

"what……"

The above-mentioned sharp shouts came from below, and even Harry, who was in the tower, could hear them clearly.

He looked down suspiciously.

Several of the children who are taking flying lessons below have already taken off, and their broomsticks are still flying high and shaking.

The broom is out of control!

Harry saw what was going on at a glance, and frowned.

The broom was bouncing so badly that if you hit it with a spell, you might not be able to hit the broom accurately.

He thought for a while, and cast a summoning spell on a broom underneath.

After a while, the broom flew in front of him, and he stepped on it.

The brooms of this era are obviously not comparable to those when he was in school, and Harry has been using Firebolts since the third grade. The brooms at this time are not fast enough for Harry.

However, a good Quidditch player does not depend on how well he can catch a few snitches with a good broom, but how well he can control an old broom.

Harry was able to corner Draco on an old broomstick back in first year, and he's certainly no less skilled now.

The people below watched in amazement as a person suddenly flew out of the tower, and then approached a child at an unimaginable speed, grabbed him tightly and grabbed him off the crazy broom.

The kid might have breathed a sigh of relief, but Harry's next move was to throw him down.

"Help!" This time, the cry was even more heart-piercing than before.

However, before he finished shouting, he felt a gentle force enveloping him.

Then he found his descent slowed.

After throwing a few spells at the child, Harry continued on to the next child.

The broom that launched the madness was out of control, running around like a golden snitch. Unfortunately, although it deliberately imitated the golden snitch, what he encountered was the best Seeker today.

Harry caught the next kid without much trouble, and threw it down in the same manner.

From catching to throwing to throwing the spell, the whole process took less than three seconds.

He didn't even hold a wand and didn't even shout.

After 1 minute, the four children landed safely.

At this time, Principal Dippet received the notice and rushed over.

"Merlin, are these children alright?"

"I was frightened, but the gentlemen looked very calm," said Mr. Tess, a professor who taught flying lessons, "it's just..." He looked at a crying child, feeling a little helpless.

Only after this time, this person will probably be afraid of flying.

Harry glanced at the kid, he remembered the kid, the Muggle-born kid loved the wizarding world, he'd fallen in love with it once after watching Quidditch matches at Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. At that time, when he was excitedly talking with his companions about how he was going to enter the academy team in the second grade, he happened to pass by, and he couldn't help but smile slightly when he heard his words.

Another kid with a dream.

But now... this turbulence frightened him.

"Professor Sturt," Harry finally couldn't help but say, "If you don't mind, I want to talk to Mr. Nilos."

"But..." Professor Ster hesitated a little. After all, the child seemed quite frightened, so he should go to the medical wing.

"Let Harry take him there." Dippet glanced at Nilos and then at Harry. "What little Mr. Nilos needs is not potions."

The headmaster spoke out, and Ster had no choice but to let him go.

Harry smiled gratefully. He held the crying child in his arms, pressed his head so that his face was buried on his shoulders, and then, under the surprised eyes of everyone, he sat sideways on the broom and vacated And rise.

Barthalom Nilos buried his face in Harry's shoulders and held Harry tightly with both hands, sensing that they were lifting off, but he was too frightened to push Harry away.

The process of lift-off was very fast, and Harry quickly brought him to the highest point of the Astronomy Tower.

Bartha Romo was still sobbing, but he stopped quickly because of the silent professor around him.

He thought that he was still hugging the professor tightly, and put away his hands in embarrassment.

"Come on, look here." Harry said to him gently.

Bartha Romo was a little puzzled, and he looked at the place Harry pointed.

From here you can see the Forbidden Forest outside.

The Forbidden Forest has been covered with white snow. Looking from Basalomo's side, it is white all over the world.

This pure world is so beautiful.

Barsaromu couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Harry looked at him and smiled slightly.

"You can see such a beautiful view from the side of Gryffindor Tower, although it is not from the same direction." Harry said to him.

"Professor?" Barthalom looked at Harry, a little puzzled.

"When I was in school, I liked to fly with a broom," Harry said to the child. "I can always see a lot of scenery at high altitudes, which are so beautiful. Later, I joined the college's Quidditch team. The purpose of riding a broom There's one more."

"Does the professor play Quidditch too?" Barthalom's eyes lit up when he mentioned his favorite Quidditch.

"It's the most exciting sport." Harry made no secret of his love for Quidditch. "You like it too, don't you?"

Barcelomo nodded.

"But do you know the dangers of Quidditch?" Harry asked gently.

Last semester, the two matches between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and between Slytherin and Gryffindor, seemed mild to Harry.

"Dangerous?" Barthalom asked a little strangely.

"Anything can happen on the playing field, maybe you're hunting for a Snitch and doing nothing, but a Bludger flying around the field knocks you off your broom, or are you a Chaser? Etc When you're leading the Quaffle, the opposing Chaser won't just watch you take the ball away." Harry said softly to the kid, "But don't you want to be careful of the Bludger by not moving? Don't try to grab the Bludger so you don't get hit by someone? Then it wouldn't be Quidditch."

Bartha Romo listened carefully and he seemed to understand what the professor was going to say to him.

"The situation on the Quidditch field is ever-changing. If you want to be a member of it, you still have a lot to learn. An accident like today is nothing to Quidditch. I remember my first One Quidditch match, my broom kept trying to shake me off, and I was definitely more than fifty feet off the ground."

"That...that..."

"The Snitch is still in my hands in the end." Harry said, and he patted Bartholomew on the shoulder. "I have always believed that Gryffindor children have nothing to fear."

"You can do very well, Barsaromo."

Balsaromo looked at Harry and nodded emphatically.

Harry chuckled quietly, looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance.

Gryffindors can't learn Slytherin's scheming, but Gryffindors have an advantage. Even if they fail countless times, they can still move forward with a smile.

So Harry firmly believes that the children of Gryffindor are fearless.

The author has something to say: If the child starts to cling to Harry from now on, what are you going to do, Tom?

I'm thinking about dragging Hermione over so that Harry will be a lot easier, but I guess Tom's relationship will be a lot harder

And, the author is the Lion House Party, the Lion House Party, in the author's opinion, Gryffindor is really brave, although this bravery is judged by many people as reckless and arrogant orz