Chapter 190: hair
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Hermione was still struggling, and Harry raised his hand tremblingly.
"Very well, Potter, whether you succeed or not, add ten points to your courage." Felix nodded in satisfaction, and he looked at other people: "He needs an assistant to make him think of some happy things through words. Volunteer?"
Many people on Gryffindor's side raised their hands.
But Draco also raised his left hand: "Oh, Professor, I'm willing to try. Potter, I have something to tell you, would you not dare?"
Harry said without fear, "It's you, Malfoy."
The two stood facing each other.
"I dare say my words will make you cry, Potter." Draco sneered in a low voice, his voice deliberately low.
Harry stared at his platinum blonde hair and said, "You can try it."
Draco squinted his pale eyes. "You should have heard of Sirius Black's name, right?"
"So what?"
"Hehe, Potter, if I were you, I would definitely avenge desperately..."
Harry felt tight, he knew it! He knew that Sirius Black was a good friend of my dad! But why did he use the word ‘revenge’? Suddenly he thought of something, and his stomach churned.
But he said calmly: "What do you want to say?"
"Oh, Potter!" Draco grinned, his eyes gleaming maliciously, "Your parents, how did you die, you don't know how it is, it's so pathetic, surrounded by lies."
"I know." Harry said suddenly.
"what"
"I know everything. Blake is a Death Eater. He took refuge in Voldemort. He chose wisely... the same as your father back then." Harry suppressed the terrible thoughts that had arisen in his heart. His task now is to fight back. He must not be here. There was a cowardly expression in front of the enemy.
"What did you say?" Draco murmured.
Harry said expressionlessly, "You know what I mean, Clan Clan, everyone knows what you guys are, don't you"
Draco's pale face turned ruddy with anger, "How dare you! Potter..."
"What can't you dare?" Harry smiled happily. He couldn't breathe because of the depression that came up suddenly. He had to find a way to vent, otherwise he would yell desperately.
He leaned in front of Draco, the two were so close, Harry could even see his flaring nose, and he whispered in a low voice, "Malfoy, your family is Voldemort's lackey, better than any A sturdy pure-blood family is not as good. You think you are proud? But you are wrong! The shame of the Malfoy surname will accompany you forever!"
"You, you..." Draco's mind was in confusion, and he retorted loudly, "My house is not a running dog of mysterious people!"
Everyone looked at him in surprise, they could only hear the two whispering before.
But at least this sentence, they heard clearly.
"Really? You call Voldemort to listen." Harry also let go of the volume so that everyone can hear what he said.
The whole class became silent, deathly silence.
Felix waved his wand to separate the two a little bit. "Okay, the test is over. Potter, Malfoy, go back to your seat."
The others looked at the golden speculum above the table, which was shining brightly.
In the excitement of Ron "Good job, Harry!" Harry sat down again, and now he was in the mood to think about the thought that had just passed.
Revenge, revenge, what counts as revenge?
Unless Sirius Black did something sorry for him first.
The news he got from Hermione before was that Black and his father were good friends when they were in school, and they violated many school rules together. He, Hermione, and Ron speculated that the relationship between the two of them, as Black joined the Death Eaters, broke completely and became an enemy.
And Black escaped from prison to chase him, but also to restore his master Voldemort, just like Professor Quirrell in the first grade, there is no personal grievances in it.
But Harry found out that he was wrong, so wrong.
From Mr. Weasley's attitude to Malfoy's "revenge", he suddenly had an incredible idea.
Harry was confused in the underground get out of class, even if Professor Haipu asked everyone to come forward to choose the magic puppet he liked, he just took one casually.
Hermione was holding a puppet with ice blue hair with joy, and she saw the expression on Harry's face, "What's wrong with you, Harry?"
"Nothing." He stumbled away, and Ron shouted "Where are you going? We should go to the auditorium for dinner." But he didn't notice at all, carrying a schoolbag in one hand and a black-haired puppet in the other, and went straight back. dorm room.
There was no one in the dormitory. He opened the box under the bed and pulled aside the clothes piled on top until he saw a magical leather photo album-it was given to him by Hagrid two years ago, and he kept it from time to time. Will look through it.
Harry couldn't wait to turn over, the first page, the second page, and then his breathing stopped.
His eyes stopped on the photo of his parents on the wedding day. His father smiled and waved at him~www.novelhall.com~ Mother was happily shining, their arms held together.
And beside his father, there was a handsome, grinning man with black hair. His face did not become sunken from jail and his hair was not tangled together, but Harry recognized the man at a glance—
Sirius Black!
Harry felt dizzy and his heart pounded. His stomach was constantly surging, which was stronger than the feeling after being specially trained by Professor Haipu, but he suddenly felt a strong emotion.
Thoughts of revenge kept eating away at his heart. He grabbed the wand beside him and held it tightly.
‘Maybe I should walk out of Hogwarts, find that person, and... kill him! ’
But the thought was interrupted. "Harry!" Ron and Hermione walked into the dormitory, looking at him worriedly.
Harry's tight heart became relaxed, and he let out a deep breath.
...
Later in the day, Felix planned to visit Hagrid. During last year's Forbidden Forest adventure, he saw a lot of magical and magical creatures, and he might recommend it to Hagrid.
For example, a baby unicorn, or a silly-looking flower fairy.
But a phoenix with brilliant feathers appeared in front of him, and he looked at it in surprise: "Fox? Is Dumbledore looking for me?"
Phoenix nodded, and it landed on Felix's shoulder. He appeared in the principal's office as the sky turned around.
Dumbledore was sitting behind the long-leg table, dressed very formally, as if he was about to go out, or had just returned from the outside. His expression was serious, and he didn't smile until he saw Felix.
"Felix, forgive me for calling you over so late."
"What's the matter, Dumbledore?"
"Sirius Black's hair." Dumbledore lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.
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Hermione was still struggling, and Harry raised his hand tremblingly.
"Very well, Potter, whether you succeed or not, add ten points to your courage." Felix nodded in satisfaction, and he looked at other people: "He needs an assistant to make him think of some happy things through words. Volunteer?"
Many people on Gryffindor's side raised their hands.
But Draco also raised his left hand: "Oh, Professor, I'm willing to try. Potter, I have something to tell you, would you not dare?"
Harry said without fear, "It's you, Malfoy."
The two stood facing each other.
"I dare say my words will make you cry, Potter." Draco sneered in a low voice, his voice deliberately low.
Harry stared at his platinum blonde hair and said, "You can try it."
Draco squinted his pale eyes. "You should have heard of Sirius Black's name, right?"
"So what?"
"Hehe, Potter, if I were you, I would definitely avenge desperately..."
Harry felt tight, he knew it! He knew that Sirius Black was a good friend of my dad! But why did he use the word ‘revenge’? Suddenly he thought of something, and his stomach churned.
But he said calmly: "What do you want to say?"
"Oh, Potter!" Draco grinned, his eyes gleaming maliciously, "Your parents, how did you die, you don't know how it is, it's so pathetic, surrounded by lies."
"I know." Harry said suddenly.
"what"
"I know everything. Blake is a Death Eater. He took refuge in Voldemort. He chose wisely... the same as your father back then." Harry suppressed the terrible thoughts that had arisen in his heart. His task now is to fight back. He must not be here. There was a cowardly expression in front of the enemy.
"What did you say?" Draco murmured.
Harry said expressionlessly, "You know what I mean, Clan Clan, everyone knows what you guys are, don't you"
Draco's pale face turned ruddy with anger, "How dare you! Potter..."
"What can't you dare?" Harry smiled happily. He couldn't breathe because of the depression that came up suddenly. He had to find a way to vent, otherwise he would yell desperately.
He leaned in front of Draco, the two were so close, Harry could even see his flaring nose, and he whispered in a low voice, "Malfoy, your family is Voldemort's lackey, better than any A sturdy pure-blood family is not as good. You think you are proud? But you are wrong! The shame of the Malfoy surname will accompany you forever!"
"You, you..." Draco's mind was in confusion, and he retorted loudly, "My house is not a running dog of mysterious people!"
Everyone looked at him in surprise, they could only hear the two whispering before.
But at least this sentence, they heard clearly.
"Really? You call Voldemort to listen." Harry also let go of the volume so that everyone can hear what he said.
The whole class became silent, deathly silence.
Felix waved his wand to separate the two a little bit. "Okay, the test is over. Potter, Malfoy, go back to your seat."
The others looked at the golden speculum above the table, which was shining brightly.
In the excitement of Ron "Good job, Harry!" Harry sat down again, and now he was in the mood to think about the thought that had just passed.
Revenge, revenge, what counts as revenge?
Unless Sirius Black did something sorry for him first.
The news he got from Hermione before was that Black and his father were good friends when they were in school, and they violated many school rules together. He, Hermione, and Ron speculated that the relationship between the two of them, as Black joined the Death Eaters, broke completely and became an enemy.
And Black escaped from prison to chase him, but also to restore his master Voldemort, just like Professor Quirrell in the first grade, there is no personal grievances in it.
But Harry found out that he was wrong, so wrong.
From Mr. Weasley's attitude to Malfoy's "revenge", he suddenly had an incredible idea.
Harry was confused in the underground get out of class, even if Professor Haipu asked everyone to come forward to choose the magic puppet he liked, he just took one casually.
Hermione was holding a puppet with ice blue hair with joy, and she saw the expression on Harry's face, "What's wrong with you, Harry?"
"Nothing." He stumbled away, and Ron shouted "Where are you going? We should go to the auditorium for dinner." But he didn't notice at all, carrying a schoolbag in one hand and a black-haired puppet in the other, and went straight back. dorm room.
There was no one in the dormitory. He opened the box under the bed and pulled aside the clothes piled on top until he saw a magical leather photo album-it was given to him by Hagrid two years ago, and he kept it from time to time. Will look through it.
Harry couldn't wait to turn over, the first page, the second page, and then his breathing stopped.
His eyes stopped on the photo of his parents on the wedding day. His father smiled and waved at him~www.novelhall.com~ Mother was happily shining, their arms held together.
And beside his father, there was a handsome, grinning man with black hair. His face did not become sunken from jail and his hair was not tangled together, but Harry recognized the man at a glance—
Sirius Black!
Harry felt dizzy and his heart pounded. His stomach was constantly surging, which was stronger than the feeling after being specially trained by Professor Haipu, but he suddenly felt a strong emotion.
Thoughts of revenge kept eating away at his heart. He grabbed the wand beside him and held it tightly.
‘Maybe I should walk out of Hogwarts, find that person, and... kill him! ’
But the thought was interrupted. "Harry!" Ron and Hermione walked into the dormitory, looking at him worriedly.
Harry's tight heart became relaxed, and he let out a deep breath.
...
Later in the day, Felix planned to visit Hagrid. During last year's Forbidden Forest adventure, he saw a lot of magical and magical creatures, and he might recommend it to Hagrid.
For example, a baby unicorn, or a silly-looking flower fairy.
But a phoenix with brilliant feathers appeared in front of him, and he looked at it in surprise: "Fox? Is Dumbledore looking for me?"
Phoenix nodded, and it landed on Felix's shoulder. He appeared in the principal's office as the sky turned around.
Dumbledore was sitting behind the long-leg table, dressed very formally, as if he was about to go out, or had just returned from the outside. His expression was serious, and he didn't smile until he saw Felix.
"Felix, forgive me for calling you over so late."
"What's the matter, Dumbledore?"
"Sirius Black's hair." Dumbledore lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.
Hermione was still struggling, and Harry raised his hand tremblingly."Very well, Potter, whether you succeed or not, add ten points to your courage." Felix nodded in satisfaction, and he looked at other people: "He needs an assistant to make him think of some happy things through words. Volunteer?"Many people on Gryffindor's side raised their hands.But Draco also raised his left hand: "Oh, Professor, I'm willing to try. Potter, I have something to tell you, would you not dare?"Harry said without fear, "It's you, Malfoy."The two stood facing each other."I dare say my words will make you cry, Potter." Draco sneered in a low voice, his voice deliberately low.Harry stared at his platinum blonde hair and said, "You can try it."Draco squinted his pale eyes. "You should have heard of Sirius Black's name, right?""So what?""Hehe, Potter, if I were you, I would definitely avenge desperately..."Harry felt tight, he knew it! He knew that Sirius Black was a good friend of my dad! But why did he use the word revenge'? Suddenly he thought of something, and his stomach churned.But he said calmly: "What do you want to say?""Oh, Potter!" Draco grinned, his eyes gleaming maliciously, "Your parents, how did you die, you don't know how it is, it's so pathetic, surrounded by lies.""I know." Harry said suddenly."what""I know everything. Blake is a Death Eater. He took refuge in Voldemort. He chose wisely... the same as your father back then." Harry suppressed the terrible thoughts that had arisen in his heart. His task now is to fight back. He must not be here. There was a cowardly expression in front of the enemy."What did you say?" Draco murmured.Harry said expressionlessly, "You know what I mean, Clan Clan, everyone knows what you guys are, don't you"Draco's pale face turned ruddy with anger, "How dare you! Potter...""What can't you dare?" Harry smiled happily. He couldn't breathe because of the depression that came up suddenly. He had to find a way to vent, otherwise he would yell desperately.He leaned in front of Draco, the two were so close, Harry could even see his flaring nose, and he whispered in a low voice, "Malfoy, your family is Voldemort's lackey, better than any A sturdy pure-blood family is not as good. You think you are proud? But you are wrong! The shame of the Malfoy surname will accompany you forever!""You, you..." Draco's mind was in confusion, and he retorted loudly, "My house is not a running dog of mysterious people!"Everyone looked at him in surprise, they could only hear the two whispering before.But at least this sentence, they heard clearly."Really? You call Voldemort to listen." Harry also let go of the volume so that everyone can hear what he said.The whole class became silent, deathly silence.Felix waved his wand to separate the two a little bit. "Okay, the test is over. Potter, Malfoy, go back to your seat."The others looked at the golden speculum above the table, which was shining brightly.In the excitement of Ron "Good job, Harry!" Harry sat down again, and now he was in the mood to think about the thought that had just passed.Revenge, revenge, what counts as revenge?Unless Sirius Black did something sorry for him first.The news he got from Hermione before was that Black and his father were good friends when they were in school, and they violated many school rules together. He, Hermione, and Ron speculated that the relationship between the two of them, as Black joined the Death Eaters, broke completely and became an enemy.And Black escaped from prison to chase him, but also to restore his master Voldemort, just like Professor Quirrell in the first grade, there is no personal grievances in it.But Harry found out that he was wrong, so wrong.From Mr. Weasley's attitude to Malfoy's "revenge", he suddenly had an incredible idea.Harry was confused in the underground get out of class, even if Professor Haipu asked everyone to come forward to choose the magic puppet he liked, he just took one casually.Hermione was holding a puppet with ice blue hair with joy, and she saw the expression on Harry's face, "What's wrong with you, Harry?""Nothing." He stumbled away, and Ron shouted "Where are you going? We should go to the auditorium for dinner." But he didn't notice at all, carrying a schoolbag in one hand and a black-haired puppet in the other, and went straight back. dorm room.There was no one in the dormitory. He opened the box under the bed and pulled aside the clothes piled on top until he saw a magical leather photo album-it was given to him by Hagrid two years ago, and he kept it from time to time. Will look through it.Harry couldn't wait to turn over, the first page, the second page, and then his breathing stopped.His eyes stopped on the photo of his parents on the wedding day. His father smiled and waved at him~www.novelhall.com~ Mother was happily shining, their arms held together.And beside his father, there was a handsome, grinning man with black hair. His face did not become sunken from jail and his hair was not tangled together, but Harry recognized the man at a glanceSirius Black!Harry felt dizzy and his heart pounded. His stomach was constantly surging, which was stronger than the feeling after being specially trained by Professor Haipu, but he suddenly felt a strong emotion.Thoughts of revenge kept eating away at his heart. He grabbed the wand beside him and held it tightly.Maybe I should walk out of Hogwarts, find that person, and... kill him! 'But the thought was interrupted. "Harry!" Ron and Hermione walked into the dormitory, looking at him worriedly.Harry's tight heart became relaxed, and he let out a deep breath....Later in the day, Felix planned to visit Hagrid. During last year's Forbidden Forest adventure, he saw a lot of magical and magical creatures, and he might recommend it to Hagrid.For example, a baby unicorn, or a silly-looking flower fairy.But a phoenix with brilliant feathers appeared in front of him, and he looked at it in surprise: "Fox? Is Dumbledore looking for me?"Phoenix nodded, and it landed on Felix's shoulder. He appeared in the principal's office as the sky turned around.Dumbledore was sitting behind the long-leg table, dressed very formally, as if he was about to go out, or had just returned from the outside. His expression was serious, and he didn't smile until he saw Felix."Felix, forgive me for calling you over so late.""What's the matter, Dumbledore?""Sirius Black's hair." Dumbledore lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.
