The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Harry and Draco exchanged glances.

Reminds me of the mysterious wizard last night.

"What if that person was really the professor last night?"

Harry asked nervously.

There is nothing more exciting than this.

"What should I do?" Draco asked back, "I don't believe that Professor Snape is that person!"

"But, but!" Harry wanted Draco to believe his judgment, "Yesterday you saw it, and Sister Piliwick saw it too, that man has a lame leg! Professor Snape has a lame leg too. He became lame after yesterday's battle!"

"Oh, please," Draco said, holding his forehead, "perhaps that man was born lame last night!"

Harry was stunned for a moment, then thought: "You're right, Draco. There's a possibility, yes, maybe that person was born lame..."

"Yeah, we don't know him, who knows." Draco shrugged, "Anyway, I don't believe that the person who broke into the alchemy classroom is the teacher, why did he do that! There's no reason."

The two were whispering, and the discussion was so intense that they didn't notice that Professor Snape came behind them.

The classroom had fallen silent, and Professor Snape didn't blink at Harry and Draco.

Seeing that they had put their heads together, Professor Snape's expression changed and he tightened.

Professor Snape frowned, rolled up his sleeves, and pinched the backs of Harry and Draco's necks with his left and right hands at the same time.

"Reason? You should give me a reason to speak in my class!"

"Professor Snape!"

The two of them were taken aback, like two cats whose fate had been strangled, they were at a loss and their eyes were flustered.

"It's over, if I get caught, will I be kicked out by him? There are still academy points, which will definitely be deducted."

Harry thought sadly.

Who would have known that Professor Snape just had a cold face, and after a while he said nothing.

"Pansy, change seats with Pott."

After Professor Snape finished speaking, he left, and Harry and Draco fell back into their seats.

Pansy walked over happily, she liked to sit at the same table with Draco the most.

Harry could only sit between Daphne and Nott.

Nott taunted a few lukewarm words, and Harry snorted, "That coward of Shabini, he didn't dare to come by himself, so I had to let you come?"

"You actually mentioned Shabini."

Nott looked towards the Gryffindor seat with a smile on his face.

"Shabini tripped Ron when you didn't come, and Ron's stool bounced him off! His head hit the ground and his face was disfigured."

Harry hurriedly turned his head to look at Ron, and sure enough, he saw that Ron's face was painted, and a fist-sized jet black and blue was printed on his forehead.

Many students in the classroom looked at Ron and smirked.

Ron couldn't stand the strange gaze, and complained to Snape, "Professor, Shabini from your academy cursed me."

Shabini immediately retorted: "It's not me, it's your curse! You don't want to rely on me, everyone knows that your curse will bring you bad luck, and it takes effect again today."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Laughing loudly.

Ron gritted his teeth, and Professor Snape yelled, "Shut up!"

"You didn't raise your hand, Weasley! Who told you Potions was where you complained? Five points from Gryffindor!"

Ron's eyes were burning with anger, and Seamus kicked him on the stool to persuade him to come down.

"Okay, okay, Shabini, it's good for you."

Ron gave Shabini a hateful look.

Pansy and Nott laughed so hard, Harry tried to straighten his glasses.

"Crazy Merlin, I never imagined that they couldn't care less about laughing at me for laughing at Ron Weasley. I have to thank Ron."

This little episode put Harry in a better mood.

So much so that he temporarily left the lame mysterious wizard behind.

However.

In the afternoon, news spread in the castle that the alchemy classroom was broken into by a mysterious wizard.

Dumbledore told all the prefects to inform the students that they should always be vigilant and not appear alone.

And there is a little snake who said that the mysterious wizard this time is suspected of killing Sirius!

It is said that there are noses and eyes, so it spreads very quickly.

The murderer has entered the castle!

The tense atmosphere filled Hogwarts at once, and the old students were used to it. Percy said to the new students more than once: "This is nothing, vampires, dark wizards of the East, all broke in, and they were all killed by Mori. Mr. Artie ran away."

When the freshman listened to the story, there was an expectation hidden in his inner unease.

Harry was eager to try, and he thought again about Professor Snape's lame leg.

"Could it be that Professor Snape killed that Sirius? Then he broke into the alchemy classroom."

In the library, Harry whispered to Draco.

"What? You're so stupid!" Draco was a little angry: "If you continue to be stupid, I'll consider not being your friend."

"Oh! Why?" Harry was hurt and more puzzled.

Draco ignored him and left alone.

"Hey, Draco!"

Harry was disappointed to see Draco leave without looking back.

Suddenly, Ron's voice sounded beside Harry.

"He's that kind of person, proud, selfish, it's him, not you, who's really stupid."

Ron looked at Draco's back with contempt.

"I'm sorry, I'm very unhappy that you say that my friend." Harry glared at Ron.

That little bit of goodwill on the train disappeared without a trace.

Ron's eyes widened in astonishment: "You actually hate me for Malfoy? We met first! Harry, I know you're not like them! You and Snape, and Malfoy, and Slytherin. Everyone is different!"

Harry originally wanted to leave, but when he heard "Snape", he sat back again.

"Look, I'll just say you're not like them." Ron was complacent when he saw Harry coming back, thinking it was for his own sake, "Have more contact with us, Harry, it won't do you any harm. Some of the right, great wizards make friends, and I think I can help you with that."

Ron raised his face slightly and stretched out his right hand in a pretentious manner. According to Professor William, he really found a sense of superiority in Harry.

"Professor William has been very kind to me."

Ron thought happily.

Harry instinctively rejected Ron, but he wanted to be recognized so much that he told Ron his inference about Snape.

Ron had just been deducted by Snape in the morning, and his heart was full of anger, and he slapped the table excitedly: "I knew it! I knew it! Snape is really a badass. I heard Percy say that Snape was in school with Sirius is the enemy! He must have done it!"

"Hey!"

A **** the table next to her patted the table and stood up.

Staring at Ron: "Do you think you're cool when you yell? This is the library. If you can't control yourself, please go to the Quidditch pitch to vent and don't influence others!"

Hermione stood beauteously opposite Ron, folded her arms across her chest, staring at Ron dissatisfied.

Hannah was sitting next to Hermione, also with an unhappy look.

Harry suddenly found that the students around him were all looking at them with dissatisfaction, and he pulled LaRon, "Let's go."

Ron frowned, go?

Don't you lose face in front of Harry by leaving?

And the opposite is a girl, a freshman.

Also a first-year student, why should I leave?

Ron became angrier the more he thought about it, and said to Hermione, "I don't know what you're studying? Didn't you pay attention to the class?"

Hermione couldn't believe there was such a shameless person!

No one didn't know the name of "Unfortunate Ron" recently. Hermione still had a touch of sympathy. At this moment, she suddenly felt that any unfortunate things happened for a reason.

Hannah couldn't take it anymore, she packed up her books and notes, dragged Hermione and left.

Before leaving, he sealed the book in front of Ron and shook it, "See clearly, Hermione is studying "Standard Spells?? Level 3"!"

There was a low whistle around.

First-year students only need to learn "Standard Spells?? Beginners". The last person who taught himself the spells of senior grades was Moriarty.

Hermione and Hannah walked out angrily, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com veterans seem to have seen Moriarty taught himself "Standard Spells?? Level 7".

"Could there be another genius in the first grade?"

Listening to the discussion next to him, Ron's face turned blue and white.

At this time, the librarian, Ms. Pince, came in with a pale face.

Before Hannah left, she told Mrs. Pince about Ron.

"Get out of here!"

Ron ran out in a panic. Harry apologized to everyone and ran out with him.

"Hey, Harry." Ron stopped Harry with an embarrassed look on his face: "Can you come with me to Professor William's office? Well, he asked me to borrow books... and you saw it, I'm sure There is no way to borrow it."

"I'll go with you," Harry said sympathetically, "I explained to Professor William that it's not your fault, it's because I held you up to talk about those things, which delayed your borrowing books."

"Great, thank you, Harry."

Ron smiled happily, thinking to himself, Professor William has accomplished his task well, what reward can he get?

Harry shook his head and asked, "What book did Professor William ask you to borrow?"

"It seems to be a magic book about alchemy?" Ron replied casually: "You also know that alchemy classes are offered after the professor graduates."

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