Ch147- Assistant Harry

Ch147- Assistant Harry

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In the days that followed, Harry diligently prepared food for Ash, delivering it to the Enchanted Haven Briefcase. His interactions with the creature were both a learning experience and a testament to his growing responsibility as a caretaker of magical beings. However, Harry's attention soon shifted back to the mystery surrounding the forbidden third-floor corridor. After deliberately testing the compelling zone during the Easter Egg Hunt and observing its lack of effect on other students, Harry realized its influence was unique to him alone.

"Let's list all the clues we have," Harry proposed, eager to piece together the puzzle.

Nigel commenced, his tone carrying a mix of amusement and seriousness, "We have a mysterious room students were warned not to approach if they don't wish for a painful death. Check. It's hiding an item related to Nicholas Flamel, most likely the Philosopher's Stone. Check. Professor Quirrell is acting peculiar, and he probably has some connection to Voldemort. The wraith you saw in the forest also suggests Voldemort's presence in Hogwarts. Check. With all these clues, there are two possibilities. Either Voldemort cast the compelling zone to target you and Dumbledore is oblivious to what's occurring under his roof, or it was Dumbledore who set the zone, hoping to mold you into a hero. Without entering, there is no way of knowing."

Harry nodded, digesting the information. "And why would I even try to enter?"

Nigel sighed, the seriousness in his voice underscoring the gravity of the situation, "If the room truly houses the Stone, and Voldemort obtains it, he could become immortal or significantly more powerful or both. Neither outcome bodes well for you."

Harry acknowledged the logic. "Dumbledore is still here, so he won't allow Voldemort to proceed unchecked. Let's wait and observe."

Their discussion, while speculative, highlighted the intricate web of mysteries and dangers that lay within Hogwarts. Harry's cautious approach underscored the complexity of the situation and the need for patience and strategic thinking.

Harry, focusing on the approaching exams, dedicated himself to his studies while keeping a watchful eye on the mysterious third-floor corridor. The allure of uncovering its secrets was strong, yet Harry understood the potential dangers that lay within. He feared the room's capability to inflict a painful death, as warned by the Hogwarts staff. Consequently, Harry chose not to tempt fate by attempting to view the room through the Enchanted Mirror for Distant Viewing by entering and showing it to the artifact. Instead, he concentrated on excelling academically, aiming to become the top student of his year.

As Harry made his way towards the dungeons for the first exam of the year, Potions, he couldn't help but ponder his chances of becoming the next Serpent of the Crown. "What are my chances of being the Serpent of the Crown next year, Nigel?" he mused aloud, curious about the mysterious room's criteria for selecting its successor.

With a confident nod, Harry took his place behind Snape, observing the room filled with his classmates' working stations.

Nigel, seizing the moment for a quip, whispered in Harry's mind, "Oh, to be Snape's assistant—surely a dream come true. Remember, Master Harry, with great power comes the great need of attention to not letting anyone blow up their cauldron."

Harry, fighting back a grin at Nigel's remark, focused on the task at hand. Watching his classmates gazing at Snape, who was about to explain the exam, he felt a mix of relief and anticipation. Being chosen to assist rather than participate offered him a unique perspective, and Harry was curious to see how his peers would manage the challenge.

"As you are aware," Snape began, his voice cutting through the tense silence of the dungeon, "today's practical examination will involve the creation of a potion of your choice, limited to the curriculum of the first year. You will be judged on accuracy, technique, and the final result. Mr. Potter here will be assisting me, ensuring that none of you... inadvertently endanger yourselves or others."

The students exchanged nervous looks, the weight of Snape's expectations heavy in the air. Harry, meanwhile, surveyed the room, his eyes landing on Daphne, Tracey, Neville, Susan, Hannah, Hermione and others. They all looked determined, their focus sharp as they prepared their ingredients.

Nigel chimed in, "Ah, the tension is palpable. Do try not to intimidate them too much with your supervisory glare, Master Harry."

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