[Comprehensive] Digging Secrets in the Academy of Magic

"Arys Malfoy, detention."

Al met Snape's knife-like gaze, and walked over stiffly.Draco and Harry looked at Al and then at Snape, wondering why Snape had suddenly detained him.They only knew that Snape stopped beside Al for a while during class, but they didn't know that Al had the audacity to lift Snape's robe.

This time Al didn't ask Draco anything, but just let him go directly to dinner without waiting for him.Al walked up to Snape, guilty of not daring to look at him, and whispered, "What's the matter, Professor?"

"I wonder, what does little Mr. Malfoy think of my robes?"

Snape asked, looking condescendingly over Al's head.

"I'm just..." Al thought for a while, and said cautiously: "I smell blood on your body, and I'm worried that you're hurt, just want to see..."

This is also reasonable.Al had known Severus since he was a child, and although he was stricter as a professor than at Malfoy Manor, Al had always been close to Severus.

Snape was silent for a moment, then sneered: "Your nose still doesn't work. Don't worry about me, just take care of yourself. The final exam is coming soon. If you and Draco are not number two—at least the devil Pharmacy—this summer vacation, don’t even think about having even a little entertainment time.”

Al: "...!!"

Is it too late for him to bribe Hermione to let her do two less questions and get No.1 out?

Snape seemed to see through Al's heart, and said with a sneer, "Don't talk to me about Granger, you two are pure-blooded and have been taught by me for several years, if you can't even compare to a Muggle-born witch... ... ho."

After Al told Draco what Snape had said, and sneered that "ho" vividly, Draco had a bitter face, as if he couldn't even eat his favorite bacon.

They have all studied with Hermione and know how hard she studies and how smart she is. Just from the fact that she can perfectly answer every question asked by the professor in class, they know how many points Hermione can get. Oh.

And Draco's words made the grim situation even worse: "Don't forget, the best Potions learner is probably Harry."

Al: "..."

Suddenly, he regretted helping Harry answer Severus' question...

He had reason to believe that Harry had fully inherited Lily's talent for potions.Potions study is not just about hard work. Harry is very interested in learning potions this time, and he is also motivated. Compared with other courses, he has put in a hundred times more effort on potions. Every time he makes potions in his class Always one of the best.

Al had to put everything aside temporarily and concentrate on preparing for his potions exam.

To his surprise, the Weasley twins, who were supposed to be indifferent to exam results, were actually studying hard for the exam.It was Ron who had told him the news ("Merlin, George and Fred are studying! If I wrote to Mum, she'd come straight from the fireplace and give them both a kiss!").

Al was thoughtful, and asked, "Ron, how are George and Fred learning the spells?"

"It's okay, it's either an E or an O," Ron replied.

"Then do you know why they suddenly started working hard?"

Ron shrugged: "Maybe it's because of the sudden discovery of the joy of learning?"

Al: "...as if you could discover the joy of learning."

Ron touched his nose embarrassingly.

"what are you guys saying?"

Hermione slammed a stack of books on the table, and said anxiously: "Whatever, let's review quickly, I found some more reference books, I hope the Potions test can be higher, Professor Snape will definitely give me a higher score." will be harsher..."

Al and Draco looked at each other in blank dismay, and tacitly moved towards the little witch from left to right.

"What book are you reading?"

"Do you already know where the professor will take the exam?"

"Uh..." Hermione was taken aback by the twins who suddenly approached, "Actually, I discussed it with Harry and felt that according to Professor Snape's character, the whole book, maybe including the one mentioned in his class Some of the second-grade content...may be taken."

Al and Draco looked at each other with bitter expressions.

Ron looked blankly at his four little friends who were all devoted to potions learning for a moment, and reminded: "Hey... Potions is the second-to-last exam, we should review Charms first."

Unfortunately, the other four young wizards seemed to think that Potions class was the most important for the time being.

Al was somewhat uneasy.During the detention he asked Severus what happened to his injury, and all he said was that he accidentally hurt his leg.Al only remembered that he was injured because of chasing Quirrell on Halloween. How could he be injured again near the end of the term?

Is it still related to Quirrell?

After memorizing the potion functions of various magical plants for a long time, Al leaned close to Harry and asked in a low voice, "Harry, does your scar hurt?"

"How do you know...it hurts a bit, but not very badly." Harry touched the scar on his forehead. It used to hurt occasionally, but it has been dull pain these days.

Harry's scar was hurting, which meant Voldemort was nearby.Al frowned, seemingly unintentionally: "Aren't you worried? Mysterious Man and Quirrell?"

Harry gave him a different look: "A little bit, but... the school is under martial law now, and Quirrell is also missing. Everyone says that Hogwarts is the safest place, and Volunteer—sorry, the mysterious man is the most It's Dumbledore who's afraid, and I think I'm pretty safe at Hogwarts."

Although he didn't think it would be that simple, Al nodded: "Severus will protect you too."

Harry laughed and nodded vigorously.

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Harry seemed very confident that the professors could protect the Philosopher's Stone. During the whole exam, he didn't mention the Philosopher's Stone, but sometimes touched his scar in distress.For this, Al felt a little distressed. Harry’s scar gave him a terrible headache every time it flared up. Although it only seemed to hurt a little this time, Al could also imagine that his forehead was always aching. And exams, how distressing it will be.

But Al himself was still struggling with the goals Severus had set for them.The night before the Potions exam, while Al was reviewing all the notes he took in class, he was thinking about how much chocolate and bubble gum he would have to give to bribe Hermione and Harry for writing two wrong questions each... He quickly dismissed the idea, Because it is impossible.

He sighed resignedly, trying to memorize some obscure potion terms.

"Don't be too nervous, Al, even if we really didn't get No.2, Severus couldn't possibly watch us all summer vacation." Draco was infected by Al's sigh and sighed, "If it doesn't work, we can still act like a baby to our mother."

The twins studied for almost half the night, and they were still full of energy when they took the Potions exam the next morning—it wasn't that they weren't sleepy, but that as long as they saw Severus' figure and met his glance, they were already overwhelmed by Severus. The twins that Fleurs had educated for a long time would immediately perk up like chicken blood.

This also led to Al and Draco having to do their best to restrain themselves from falling asleep on the parchment in the history of magic exam in the afternoon.

"We're liberated." After the History of Magic exam was finally over, Al and Draco walked out of the classroom with heavy steps, waiting for Harry's trio.Draco opened his hands exaggeratedly, startling Al, thinking that Draco was going to kneel on the spot, "We can play for a week! Until the results come out!"

In contrast, Al was much worried: "I'm very worried, I think I misspelled one letter of the twelve uses of dragon's blood..."

"Calm down Al, you sound a bit like Hermione." Draco patted him on the back impatiently, "Severus will understand, if I could, he'd let us get first Second, wouldn't he be ashamed if the head of Potions was taken away by Gryffindor?"

Seems to make sense.

Al rubbed his eyes and wanted to say something, when he saw George and Fred waving to him at the door of another classroom not far away.

"I'll go and have a look." Al ruthlessly abandoned Draco and fled to the arms of the twins.Draco was waiting for Harry anyway, and he wouldn't mind running away.

During the week of the exam, George and Al didn’t have a chance to talk at all. Al found that he missed George a lot after not seeing him for a few days. He couldn’t help but smile on the way, and saw one of the twins also grinning from a distance. Smiling happily - this must be George.

"Hi George, hi Fred, how did you go?"

Al stood in front of George and asked with a smile.

George didn't answer immediately, but reached out to Fred: "You lost, brother."

Fred pouted, and stuffed something into George's hand.

"What?" Al asked curiously, "What lost?"

"Oh, it's nothing, it's just that we made a bet to see if you walk in front of me or in front of Fred. I won, and he lost this to me." George proudly showed Al the The gadget is a telescope, "Angelina gave it to Fred, and now it's mine."

Fred pouted.

Al: "..."

No wonder Harry both got girlfriends at a younger age than they did, George and Weasley didn't seem to be getting the hang of it.

After a moment of silence, Al couldn't help reminding: "Don't lose the thing I gave you by betting."

George was taken aback for a moment, and his gaze at Al became a little strange.He opened his mouth and was about to say something when Al's shoulder was suddenly patted.

Al looked back. It was the Slytherin prefect and Quidditch team captain, Marcus Flint of the fifth year.

The Flints are all Death Eaters, advocating the concept of pure blood supremacy.He glanced at the two Gryffindors in front of him, ignored them, and just said to Al: "Professor Snape is looking for you, follow me."

How did Severus find himself at this moment?Although Al was strange, he didn't think too much about it, and said to George: "I'm going first, tell Draco and the others for me, let them go to eat first without waiting for me."

George nodded and watched Al go away.

Al followed Flint to the stairs, and before turning the corner he glanced back at George, who was still standing there, met Al's gaze, and smiled at him.

Al smiled back and waved his hand.

At this moment, a strange feeling suddenly rose in George's heart, as if after Al left this time, he would never see him again.