[HP] Kiss you in glory

All the students at Hogwarts were discussing Anne's return last night and the memories she showed. Some were so worried that they wrote to their parents overnight, telling them that Voldemort's return was true.

Harry thought this would make Umbridge calm down, but when they got up the next morning and went downstairs to the common room, they saw a group of people gathered around the bulletin board.

"Are they going to shut down the Gobstone Club?" a second-year boy communicated worriedly to his peers. "I think your Gobstone is fine." Ron said sullenly, startling the boy.

"So she knows what we're doing in the Hog's Head?" They waited for Hermione to come downstairs, and went to breakfast together in the Great Hall, which had a peculiarly tense atmosphere, with people running around, chattering, and chaotic.

There were also people at the long Slytherin table discussing the announcement, but more people were eating in a proper manner with calm expressions.Annie and Snape walked out of the dungeon entrance one after the other. Annie had already put on the badge of the head of the academy on her chest, with a smile on her lips. Snape had soft brows and eyes, lowered his head slightly and said something to her.

"But at least life will be easier, buddy. Snape won't find fault with you during this period, and he won't blindly deduct Gryffindor and other house points." Ron said, "And, let's guess Guess how Annie will blatantly contradict Umbridge's theoretical ideas in Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"I'm skeptical of what you're saying," said Harry. "Snape deducts more points when he's in a good mood."

"...At least it doesn't look like a dead face, does it?" Ron said, and Annie walked slowly to the fifth grade table, and gave Draco a pat.

Draco was silent for a second, then stood up, Annie said a few words to him, and walked to the front of the long table.Draco looked at her back, the profile of his chin appeared sharper, and he sat down slowly, while Theodore looked towards the end of the long table, seemingly in thought.Hermione followed his gaze and looked at Igg Kent who was chatting with Graham. Angelina ran over and told Harry that she was going to reorganize the Quidditch team. She looked like she was about to cry, so Harry had to coax her.

"I bet Umbridge will be in Binns's class..." Ron said, watching her leave. "She hasn't been there yet."

When they were about to leave the auditorium after eating, Anne walked across the long table and came to Harry.Some people's eyes stayed on her, and no one said that Harry was a liar. Seamus apologized to Harry in the dormitory last night, and those classmates at the Pig's Head Bar—including Zacharias Smith believed it The fact that Voldemort returned also strengthened their determination to join the DA group.

Harry thought she was going to speak privately with Hermione, and turned to look at Ron, who was beside him.

"Well... Ron and I go first..."

"I have something to tell you, Harry."

Harry was a little surprised, "Oh... good."

After they walked out of the auditorium, Annie asked, "May I join your group?" She smiled slightly, "Sounds interesting."

"Okay—what?" Harry's eyes widened, "You know we—?" He suddenly got stuck, remembering the conversation with Dumbledore before, Anne must have known the existence of this defense team in her previous life.

"You're so powerful, I can't teach you any powerful spells," Harry whispered, "You're the boss of Slytherin."

"I'm glad you say that about me, brother." Anne shrugged. "But I don't do it all over again to be the leader of Slytherin again."

"Very good, you can come with Harry to teach us the spells to defeat Death Eaters." Ron said with a smile, "Aren't you right, Hermione?"

Hermione, who was on the side, slowly raised her eyes, her brown eyes filled with indifference.

"It's up to you, Harry," she said, leading them to the marble staircase. Harry and Ron looked at each other, their smiles fading away.

"She's still blaming you, Anne," Ron said firmly.

"Last night I thought you guys would stay outside the castle until curfew, but that didn't turn out to be the case." Harry sighed. "What kind of way can Hermione forgive you?"

Annie stared at Hermione's figure disappearing around the corner leading to the marble staircase, her voice unmoving.

"There's nothing she can do to make her forgive me," she said. "I've got to go to Charms. See you in Potions."

In the spell class, Flitwick asked the Slytherins to review the expulsion spell and the levitation spell. Annie asked Flitwick about the magic power transfer spells at the podium, and Flitwick seemed very pleasantly surprised.

"It's really—really a subject that has been studied by scholars for centuries, Miss Potter," he said sharply. "Yes, there are people who have tried to channel their magic to the Squib Brothers." , but the results usually fail - Squibs have wizard blood, but can't use magic - I don't think their blood is activated, yes."

"I personally tend to believe that the ancestors of Muggle-born wizards have magical powers. This power is an invisible gene in the blood." Anne said, "Muggle-born wizards who can activate this power are very lucky."

"Well, but Miss Potter, why do you want to study the subject of transferring your own magic power to others?" Flitwick said, "Could it be that you want to help those people whose power has not been activated in the wizarding family."

Annie was silent for a moment, and said under Flitwick's confused gaze: "Because I am interested in blood magic, and later found that it can be combined with spells that transport magic power."

Flitwick froze, his face turned pale.

"You can't study this kind of magic anymore, Miss Potter." He frowned and said in a stern tone, "Blood magic is more terrifying than ordinary black magic, even if you are powerful enough to—" He took a deep breath , "You can let yourself live again, yes."

"I don't plan to practice this kind of magic again, Professor." Anne said gently, "I have lost too much because of it... But if I can use it to save people, I would rather sacrifice myself."

"Save someone?" Flitwick repeated, with a look of sudden realization and astonishment on his face, "If you use it on yourself...but how can you—how dare you, Miss Potter?"

"I will not tell anyone about my research results." Anne said, "I know how terrible it would be if this kind of magic was used by someone with a heart."

Umbridge happened to be attending Snape's class today, and Snape obviously didn't want her to ruin his good mood.

"How long have you been teaching at Hogwarts?"

"14."

Snape looked at Umbridge with an unfathomable expression.

"You're applying to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts, aren't you?"

"Yes," said Snape.

"But didn't apply?"

"Obviously." Snape turned, looking down at Annie's cauldron. "Well done, Slytheringa."

Annie blinked, looked at the enhancer that she was two classes behind the others, and looked at the clock on the wall.

But the first class was only half an hour past.

"Do you know why Dumbledore keeps rejecting you?" Umbridge asked.

"Probably I'm the only one who can stand students with extremely poor talent blowing up the potions classroom." Snape said coldly, Anne shook the cauldron clockwise, and the liquid turned from blue to dark green.

Umbridge was scribbling something on the clipboard, Snape walked back, Umbridge pretended to look at Anne's potion, and then smirked at Anne, "Miss Potter's body is completely intact. Are you cured?"

Snape, who was examining Theodore's cauldron, straightened up slowly, looking at Umbridge.

"Of course I came back to finish my studies after fully recovering." Annie said politely.

"But I once heard that when you appeared at the site of the labyrinth of the third project, everyone saw that you lost an arm." Umbridge looked confused, "Since it was made by black magic, then Saint Mungo How did you find your severed arm and attach it?"

The classroom was filled with mist rising into the air. Umbridge's voice was a little loud. The students all raised their heads and stared blankly at the direction where Annie and Umbridge were.

"Professor Umbridge," Snape strode forward, looking at Umbridge peacefully, "I think you are only responsible for the investigation of professors?"

Umbridge raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Of course, Professor Snape... As my teaching assistant, Miss Potter is my duty to care about her health."

After Annie finished placing the materials, she said calmly: "You mean my arm? Oh, it was chopped off by little Barty with a knife, not by black magic."

"...Professor Umbridge." Snape said, "You already know pretty much about the unfortunate things that happened last school year." He placed his palm lightly on Anne's right shoulder, "Brothers Potter Escaping from the clutches of the mysterious man, we are very happy that Anne can save her arm and her life—as a senior investigator, I think you can tell Minister Fudge what you saw last night if you want."

"I bet everything I have that Umbridge will never tell Fudge that she saw the resurrected mysterious man." Ron went to the auditorium for lunch with Harry and Hermione, "and Snape really No points deducted."

"Yeah," said Harry.

He turned his head to look at Anne in the crowd behind, and then at Hermione who was quietly beside him, and couldn't help but feel a little headache.

Last night, Hermione was so polite that he and Ron were at a loss, and Anne seemed to have realized that the reunion would not be so joyful, and said goodbye to them in the hall after a while.

To be honest, Hermione's anger is more reassuring than her calm appearance now.

"I don't know if Annie told Sirius when she came back." Harry said, "I'll look for Sirius through the double-sided mirror at night."

"She just recovered...I mean, did she just recover yesterday?" Ron asked, "Maybe she's back, after all, we haven't seen the principal's office."

"Aha, then I seriously suspect that she wants to skip class." Harry smiled, "No one wants to take another look at Umbridge."

"Maybe she was thinking about how to disgust her in Umbridge's class, and spent some time preparing." Ron guessed, "After all, Hogwarts has an extra teaching assistant, and the Ministry of Magic must not know about it."

Hermione listened to their conversation calmly, stirring the corn and carrot soup in the bowl with a spoon.

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