Mentor and Friends

Standing in front of the Slytherin lounge, Ron swallowed, and asked Harry beside him tremblingly, "Harry, are we really going in?"

"As much as I want to say 'no,' it's clear I can't." Harry took a deep breath. "We have to go in."

"Don't be like this Harry, it's really not a good idea." Ron pulled Harry's sleeve, trying to stop Harry.

"Okay, let's go in for a while." Harry said and pushed open the door. "It will be over soon."

Behind the door, all the members of Slytherin were already standing, waiting for Harry's arrival.

Harry's hand was still on the doorknob, and he looked at the expressionless faces inside, almost wanting to close the door again.

The Slytherins stood neatly, and it didn't look like they were welcoming the new dean, but more like they were going to demonstrate.

Ron quietly pulled off Harry's robe behind Harry. Harry coughed a few times, then walked in, tugging at Ron who was trying to escape.

"Okay, I'm also very surprised about becoming your dean," Harry felt that he still didn't adapt to the atmosphere of Slytherin, even though he dealt with many Slytherins because of Draco's relationship "I promised the headmaster that I will replace Professor Slughorn as the dean of Slytherin for a year during his busy year. During this year, I hope we can get along well. Let me introduce you again, my Harry. Evans, this is my teaching assistant, Ron Evans, we are in the cellar, if you need anything, you can come to us anytime." Because Slughorn didn't like the damp and cold environment in the cellar, he kept Lived in a drier place, and Harry liked to occupy that place.

"I know you will have a chief match later," Harry looked at the wands in everyone's hands, "So, do you have anything else to ask me?"

"Professor." A Slytherin said quickly, from the fact that he didn't get meaningful eyes from others, it can be proved that his voice was not sudden, but was acquiesced by others, "Can you tell us why the banquet just started Are you going to be that long late?"

"Ah, that," Harry said softly, "I'm sorry sir, this is our private matter, we have already asked the principal for leave before this, indicating that we will be late, as for the reason, I'm sorry we can't tell You." What do you want him to say?Want him to say that he made a special trip to Fandao Lane?Forget it, what he did in the alley is not suitable to tell these children, although these students can almost be treated as adults.

"We don't want to know what you did, Professor." Someone who had been silent all this time said, the blood-red eyes made Ron shrink back behind Harry-despite the experience of the war, even though he had become an excellent A wizard and the ability to become an Auror, but Ron still trembled subconsciously for those red eyes, well, at least he trembled not very obviously, "But professor, since you have become our dean, It is a member of Slytherin. As a member of Slytherin, please be sure not to let it happen again in the future if you are late. Otherwise, it will embarrass our college. After all, you are our dean now. "

Harry looked at the boy in front of him in surprise.

It seems that he is lecturing, right?Why does it look more like this person is teaching himself a lesson now?

Although this passage sounds irritating, it is undeniable that his words are for the sake of the college, and Harry is the new professor and new dean, so Harry actually has no position to point at Tom, because he is the chief He is respected in Slytherin, and his current status is second only to the powerful Abraxas Malfoy in the family background.

Tom Riddle is giving him a blow?

Realizing this situation, Harry smiled, looking very pleased.

"I don't think you need to worry about that," Harry told them. "You know we won't lose points from the House if we're late, but it's different if you're late."

Tom is looking at Harry like an idiot. Does this man really understand the meaning of his words?He said it clearly enough.

"Then, my office is nearby, and if you need anything, you are welcome to come and see me," said Harry at last. "We met in class."

The whole group of Slytherins waited to watch Harry push the door out, and from the beginning to the end, the "teacher" beside him didn't say anything, looking like an idiot.

"Do you think he's really stupid or fake?" Abraxas asked casually beside Tom after Harry had left.

"Hmph, that man doesn't look like a smart person at all." Before Tom could say anything, someone beside him sarcastically said, "Look at how stupid he is."

"Mulciber, you know, even if he's a smart man, he won't go around showing it off," Tom said nonchalantly, "he just counter-warned, isn't that a good proof?"

"Just like when we first saw Slughorn, we thought he was just a bad old man, but in fact he is indeed an admirable master of potions, maybe this Evans is also the same." Abraxa Stephen nodded, "Don't draw conclusions based on tonight's conversation. In the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, we can take a good look at whether this person is qualified to be the head of Slytherin."

"When the first Defense Against the Dark Arts begins, we will know whether this person is a genius or an idiot." Tom finally tapped his palm with his wand, intending to end this topic, "Now, the chief challenger begins. "

In the Slytherin common room, the scramble that must be staged every year at the beginning of school has once again kicked off, and in the cellar...

"Harry...you were talking to Vol...demort just now?" Anyway, after going through the war, under the insistence of Harry and Hermione, Ron was able to stammer out the name.

"He's just a 67-year-old kid now." The savior, who was actually only 20 years old, said while waving his wand to deal with their luggage. There are two rooms in the cellar, so he doesn't have to be crowded with Ron Together, "You can treat him like a child, and when necessary, severely deduct points to vent your dissatisfaction with Slytherin."

"Forget it." Ron sat down on the sofa decadently. "I still think it's better not to face each other." He doesn't have Harry's good nerves. For a student who may become Voldemort, he feels that he is still It is better to keep a respectful distance.

"Harry," Ron said in frustration, looking at the busy Harry, "do you think we can go back?"

Harry paused before answering him: "I don't know either, Ron, I'm sorry, if you hadn't come to pull me back, you wouldn't have followed me to this place."

"What are you talking about?" Ron shook his head, "We are good buddies, why do you and I care about this?"

"Okay, I won't talk about this." Harry put away his wand, "You'd better take the space bag with you to prevent other accidents from happening."

When they came to this world, they had nothing but each of them was holding their own magic wand, but fortunately, the magic crystal they used to open the magic circle was transported with them.

Even in this space, magic crystals are rare and precious things, so after "finding a job", they rushed to take Ron to the Lane before the school banquet. They needed some gold Galleons for spares, and they also needed space Harry has already developed the habit of carrying the interspatial bag with him at all times, but because of the opening of the magic circle, his interspatial bag is placed in Malfoy Manor.

"Yeah." Ron nodded.

"Okay buddy, it's useless for us to be anxious now, we'd better go to sleep, we have seventh grade Gryffindor lessons tomorrow morning." Harry, who had already read the timetable, typed Said with a yawn.

"Seventh grade?" Ron opened his mouth wide. "But we haven't even taken seventh grade ourselves." Are they going to teach seventh grade tomorrow?

"I'm sure we can handle it." Harry yawned. "Trust me Ron, there will be a way..."

"Well, I hope you're telling the truth," Ron muttered.