Chapter 1035

Speaking of Hagrid, Hagrid was eventually expelled from the Ministry of magic. After Hagrid asked Gloop to Harry, although it didn't take long, the teaching at Hogwarts was still extremely tortuous for Hagrid.

As Harry walked down the last step into the porch, he saw Malfoy, Cara and Goyle coming out of the door to Slytherin common room on the right.

Hallidan stopped, Malfoy they stopped. The only sounds that could be heard at the moment were shouts and laughter coming from the playground. Malfoy looked around - Harry knew he was checking for teachers - and then he looked at Harry and whispered, "you're dead, Potter."

Harry raised his eyebrows. "Interesting," he said, "you expect me not to dodge."

Malfoy looked more angry than ever; Harry felt a twinge of pain as he looked at his pale, twisted face.

"You have to pay," Malfoy said in a low voice. "I want you to pay for what you did to my father!"

"I'm scared," Harry said sarcastically. "I think Lord Voldemort has just warmed up compared to the three of you - what's the matter?" He added that they were taken aback by the name when they saw Malfoy. "Isn't he a friend of your father? You shouldn't be afraid of him, should you? "

"How great do you think you are, Potter," Malfoy said, walking slowly, with Cara and Goyle on both sides. "You wait, I'll let you know. You can't keep my father in prison - "

" I think I know, "Harry said.

"The Dementors have left Azkaban," Malfoy said softly. "Father and the others will come out soon."

"Yes, I think they will," said Harry, unconcerned. "But now, at least, everyone knows that they are despicable people -"

Malfoy whipped his wand, but Harry was faster than him; he pulled out his wand just as Malfoy's finger was just in the pocket of his robe.

"Potter!" A voice came through the porch. Snape appeared on the stairs leading to his office and looked at Harry. Harry felt a strong hatred, far more than he had for Malfoy. Whatever Dumbledore said, he would never forgive Snape, never.

"What are you doing, Potter?" Snape's voice was as cold as usual, and he strode over to the four of them.

"I'm thinking of the spell I'm going to use on Malfoy, sir," Harry snapped.

Snape stares at him. "Put your wand down at once," he said quickly, "deduct ten tenths of Gryffindor..."

Snape looked at the huge scorer on the wall and laughed contemptuously. "Ah, I found that there was no point left for Gryffindor on the scorer. So, Potter, I can only simply... "

"Add some points?" Professor McGonagall limped from the stone steps into the castle, one carrying a tartan travelling bag, leaning askew against the cane in the other, looking very good.

"Professor McGonagall!" Cried Snape, striding over and holding Professor McGonagall's arm. "You're out of St. Munger's hospital!"

"Yes, Professor Snape," Professor McGonagall said, taking off her travel cloak. "I'm a new man. You two Clara Gore

She waved haughtily to them, and the two men came over, dragging their feet slowly.

"Take this," she said, stuffing her bag into Clara's arms and stuffing her bucket with Goyle, "take them to my office."

Clara and Goyle turned and stumbled up the stairs.

"Well, then," said Professor McGonagall, looking up at the scorer on the wall, "well, I think Potter and his friends must each add 50 points, because they warn the world of the return of the mysterious man! What do you think, Professor Snape? "

"What?" Snape asked in surprise, and Harry thought he must have heard clearly. "Oh - well - I think so."

"Give Potter 50 points, then, and two Weasley kids, Longbottom and Granger and Al!" Professor McGonagall said word for word, and a large number of rubies fell from the Gryffindor scorer. "Oh, I think there's Luna," she added. "There's sapphire in Ravenclaw's scorer.

"Now, I think you can take Porter ten percent, Professor Snape - just like we saw." There were some rubies flying in the scorer, but there were still quite a few left below. "So, Potter, Malfoy, I think it's time for you to go out? It's such a nice day out there

Professor McGonagall said, beaming, as if pleased.

Harry didn't need to listen to her again - he tucked his wand into his robe and walked straight to the front door without looking at Snape and Malfoy.

As a matter of fact, he disdained to look at them both, Slytherin came out

As soon as he got out of the gate, the heat of the sun immediately surrounded him.Harry walked across the lawn towards Hagrid's cabin.

The students on the lawn were enjoying the sunshine and talking to each other. Some were reading the prophet's daily, some were eating snacks, and they all looked at him when he passed by. Some people were calling him, or waving to him, eager to show them that, as mentioned in the Daily Prophet, he was regarded as a hero.

But Harry didn't speak to anyone. He didn't know how much they knew about what had happened in the past three days, but he didn't want to be questioned now or in the future. He thought for a moment as he knocked on Hagrid's door, but his teeth came running around the corner and rushed at him with great enthusiasm, telling Harry that Hagrid was picking beans in the garden.

"Great, Harry!" Hagrid yelled happily, and Harry walked over to the fence. "Come on, come on. Let's have a dandelion juice."

"How about it?" Asked Hagrid, two men sitting at Hagrid's wooden table, one holding a glass of frozen juice.

"Er - it's not bad, isn't it?" Harry looked at Hagrid's concerned look and knew he wasn't asking if he was healthy. "I'm fine," Harry said quickly, not wanting to discuss what Hagrid was thinking.

"How are you?"

"Always hiding in the mountains," Hagrid said. "It's like when Sirius was hunted, but it's not hard, Dumbledore..."

Hagrid stopped. He cleared his throat, looked at Harry and drank several juices in one breath.

"Come back, anyway," he said softly.

"You You look better, "said Harry, determined to take the conversation off the order of the Phoenix and Dumbledore.

"Is it?" Asked Hagrid, raising a big hand to touch his face. "Oh yes. Gloop is much better, too. I met him three times after I came back, and he told me about it three times. He's a good guy, really. I think it's time to find him a girlfriend. "

Harry wanted to tell Hagrid that was not the case. It would be a worry if another giant lived in the black forest, perhaps more muddled and rude than Gloop.

According to van Lim's idea, it's lucky to be able to accommodate a Gloop in the forbidden forest. If we add a giant

It's hard to imagine what the forbidden forest will be like. The Centaurs in the forbidden forest will definitely go crazy and fight Hagrid with their spears and bows and arrows, which are not sharp enough?

This is very likely to happen, and it is difficult to say that there will be a normal giant woman following him, as glop is still in his mind.

If there is

Forest destroyers?

Harry couldn't help thinking that it was a headache enough for all Hogwarts, but it was worth mentioning that at least the Ministry of magic would not come and get a foot in it. They were too busy now.

To solve the long-term consequences of deceiving other witches, and then there is the fear of the magic world caused by Voldemort's return.

And the most important thing is that they have to solve Voldemort's troubles as soon as possible. To be exact, they need to kill Voldemort.

But Harry doesn't think the Ministry of magic will succeed, at least

Harry suddenly lost all his strength, and even in the matter of finding a girlfriend for Gloop, he had no energy to discuss.

In fact, Harry began to hope that he could be alone, which prompted him to gulp down some dandelion juice, so that he could leave quickly.

"Now everyone knows you're telling the truth, Harry," Hagrid said suddenly softly. He approached Harry and looked at him. "Is that better?"

Harry shrugged, saying that it doesn't matter whether he believes in other people or not, at least now Harry doesn't value that much.

He said no lies, Voldemort is there, and the target of threat is all people

"Look," Hagrid said, leaning back on the table, "I know you're contradictory, Harry, but Dumbledore, he..."

"No, I don't contradict at all." Harry interrupted, and didn't seem interested in continuing with Hagrid.

"No contradiction..." There was a puzzled look on Hagrid's face, "but you're not..."

"Dumbledore did the right thing. It's like this. We have to solve Voldemort, no matter who Especially... " Harry couldn't say any more. He had already thought of using him to lure Voldemort. In fact, he would be willing to cooperate with the activities of the order of the Phoenix, but

Harry jumped up

"I'm going to see van Lin and Ron and they're still in the hospital." Harry said stiffly.

"Oh," Hagrid said uneasily, "well, Harry. Ha, take care of yourself if you - "

" OK. " Harry quickly opened the door and rushed out. Before Hagrid could say goodbye, Harry had already crossed the lawn. They called him again. When he closes his eyes, he wants them to disappear.A few days ago, just before the end of the exam, he saw the illusion that Voldemort had left in his mind. He was willing to give everything, as long as people in this magical world believed that he was telling the truth, that Voldemort was back, and that he was neither lying nor crazy.

But now - he walked by the lake for a while, and then sat down on the bank, hiding behind a bush to avoid people's eyes, looking at the glittering lake, thinking silently.

Maybe the reason why he wanted to be alone was that after he talked to Dumbledore, he felt isolated from the others. An invisible barrier separates him from the rest of the world. He was - as before - a man marked. And he never understood what it meant.

He sat alone by the lake. He didn't even feel fear. His heart kept repeating what Dumbledore said, the affirmation of van Lin, and And the look, the voice

One day, will he be like that?

Harry felt cold all over his body. He could feel that state. The picture

All of this is not without reason. Although the sun is shining at the moment, people are laughing on the playground around him. He seems to be in two worlds with them, and there is an insurmountable distance between them. Even so, he still can't believe that his ending will be a murderer or be affected by it for a lifetime.

He sat by the lake for a long time, staring at the water, trying not to think about what he would become

The sun set and he felt the cold. He stood up and walked towards the castle. He touched his face with his hand. It was cold

In fact, van Lin and Ron and others recovered and were discharged by the end of the semester.

Van Lin seems to want to open Harry up, but every time he tries to mention something about him and Voldemort, Hermione stops him.

In Hermione's words, although they were worried about Harry, they couldn't help Harry solve all the problems. Naturally, van Lin put his eyes on the old bat. Now Sirius is looking at him.

But one thing Harry can be very sure of: when he returns to 4 Privet Drive, he will be very unhappy and miss Hogwarts very much. Even if he already knew why he wanted to go back there every summer, he didn't feel any better about it. In fact, he had never been so worried.

Professor Umbridge left Hogwarts the day before the end of the semester. She seems to have slipped out of the hospital at dinner time, trying to leave without being noticed. But unfortunately, on the way, she met Pippi, who, following Fred's instructions, seized the last opportunity and happily intercepted her, smashing a cane and a box of chalk at her.

Many students ran to the porch to see how she fled, while the deans of the colleges only half heartedly tried to stop them.

In fact, Professor McGonagall returned to her seat with a few feeble protests, regretfully saying that she could not celebrate because Pippi had borrowed her cane.

The last dinner of the semester came. Most of them had packed their bags and went down to the dinner party. Only Harry had not started.

"Do it tomorrow." Ron said he was standing at the door of the dormitory waiting for Harry. "Come on, I'm hungry."

"I'll be all right soon. You go first." But when Ron closed the door and left, Harry didn't mean to speed up the sorting. The last thing he wants to do is go to dinner. He was worried that Dumbledore would mention himself in his speech.

He will certainly mention Voldemort's name; he will mention the past year. He took some crumpled gowns out of the bottom of the trunk and folded them one by one. Just then, he noticed a very well packed small package lying in the corner of the box.

He didn't know how it was there. He bent down the medicine, pulled it out from under his training suit and examined it carefully.

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