Chapter 389 Harry Potter’s Secret Heartbreak

Professor Snape was writing the ingredients for the potion to be made on the blackboard when he heard whispers from below and immediately threw away half a piece of chalk.

Ouch!

Ron let out a cry of pain, looked up and met Snape's cold gaze, and couldn't help but swallow.

"Ten points from Gryffindor for whispering in class."

"Hahaha..." Draco couldn't help but sneered, "Professor, I suggest you ask what they are talking about, I guarantee you won't be disappointed."

"Really?" Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at the three Harrys who bowed their heads in silence, "What are you doing?"

"No, nothing." Ron said hesitantly, pressing his arms firmly against the table and refusing to let go.

But this action caught Snape's attention, and he stepped forward and pulled out a newspaper from under his arm.

"Read the magazine in class, and Gryffindor will deduct another ten points." Snape said calmly, but his eyes were quickly attracted by the title of the weekly magazine, and his eyes even glowed with excitement.

"Harry Potter's Secret Heartbreak." Snape's tone was full of ridicule, "Potter, what's wrong with you again?

He may be a different boy, but he also experiences the pain common to adolescent boys... He found emotional comfort in Hermione Granger, who was born in a Muggle family at Hogwarts, but he Who could have imagined that in his painful experience, he would soon suffer another emotional trauma..."

"What? This fabrication is too exaggerated!" Aaron's eyes widened in astonishment, and he turned to look at the embarrassing trio whose faces were flushed. He was speechless for a moment.

"Gaius." Snape stopped reading the contents of the newspaper. He was a little unhappy that his interest was interrupted. He turned around and put the newspaper on Aaron's table. "You can read it yourself if you are interested, but Don’t interrupt the teacher in class next time.”

"Got it." Aaron nodded blankly, and then turned his attention to Potter's secret sad history and followed what Professor Snape read.

But looking at the corners of his mouth and face, he twitched unconsciously. Rita Skeeter wrote in the newspaper that the simple friendship between Harry and Hermione was an ordinary-looking but ambitious girl toying with two people. It's a bloody emotional story, even including love potions, and it's simply not the slightest bit exaggerated.

Aaron's eyelids jumped as he watched, and he couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he had cast hypnotic magic on Rita Skeeter, otherwise this bloody story would have had an extra male protagonist.

The two people mentioned in the newspaper as being toyed with by Hermione were Harry Potter and Ron Weasley.

Although it is a random fabrication, the relationship between the three of them seems to be a bit like a love triangle to the uninitiated.

Aaron turned around and glanced at the three of them. Harry lowered his head and couldn't see his expression, but his ears were red, as if they were burning.

Ron was silent, but his eyes had no luster at all, and the words "life is hopeless" were almost imprinted on his face.

Hermione was relatively calm, but her red eyes clearly reflected her anger.

It wasn't until the bell rang that the three Harrys recovered from their humiliation and anger.

They didn't stop at all, picked up their books and ran out of the classroom, and Slytherin laughed sarcastically.

"Ahem!" Aaron coughed, and the classroom suddenly became quiet, "Maybe you have forgotten that Hermione Granger was my partner in the Yule Ball.

I have no control over other houses, but I ask Slytherin to give me some face. "

After the words fell, all the Slytherins looked at each other, but nodded in unison.

Slytherin respects the strong, and Aaron's performance in the Triwizard Tournament has earned Slytherin enough face. His prestige is now second only to the Dean of the Academy, Severus Snape.

Gaius's face must be given. Although they lost a little fun, it didn't matter to them at all.

The students left the classroom one after another. Snape stopped Aaron, looked at him meaningfully and said, "You are very good to her, Hermione Granger."

"Professor, you seem to have misunderstood something.

I simply don't want a girl to lose her reputation because of some nonsense. "

Snape chuckled lightly, "Just do it for yourself!"

"baffling."

...

"I said don't mess with Rita Skeeter, but now it seems you didn't listen to me." Ron said depressedly, "First it was Harry, then Hagrid, and this time it's you, oh yes , I didn’t fall behind either.

It's obviously a purely friendship relationship, but why is it turned into a bloody love triangle by her? Do I look like the kind of person who is tricked by beautiful women? "

"Like." Hermione said expressionlessly, "You seem to be the one who couldn't even speak politely after the invitation to Delacour was rejected!"

Ron's face turned red with annoyance, "I'm really embarrassed, but Fleur is completely different from you."

"You..." Hermione's eyes widened. Ron's meaning was quite straightforward, he was just saying that she was not as beautiful as Fleur.

"Okay, stop talking, everyone knows that bastard is talking nonsense.

As long as you ignore it, you'll be fine after a while. "

"That's not okay." Hermione shook her head. "What if she keeps catching us? Harry has already reported it twice."

"This time he can only be regarded as half the protagonist." Ron said with a strange expression, "You are the crucial one in Harry Potter's secret sad history."

"That's not important. What's important is how did she know about what was in the newspaper?"

"Just making it up!"

"He can make up random things among us, but what about Hagrid?" Hermione said seriously. "Dumbledore didn't let Rita Skeeter anger Hogwarts, but she could always find some unknown secrets. , this must not be a coincidence.”

"Don't worry about whether it's a coincidence or not, we have to prepare for tomorrow." Harry said, "At two o'clock in the afternoon, go to meet him outside Hogsmeade Village."

"And bring more food." Ron added.

"And Dobby, we have to buy him some gifts too.

Thanks to him for the second project, otherwise I would never have passed that level. "

Speaking of house elves, Hermione immediately got excited and gave gifts to house elves. This was a big step for her house elf rights promotion association.

The next day, auditorium.

At the end of lunch time, Harry and the three of them arrived at the same time.

They ordered two or three times more food than usual, and then quietly stuffed the food into Harry's bag without anyone noticing.

They thought they were doing it very secretly, so no one should notice at this time.

Just because no one was paying attention didn't mean that no foodies were paying attention. When Abe was eating, he glanced at the three of them from time to time, and his saliva dripped onto the plate uncontrollably.

"Are you feeling unwell today?" Aaron asked worriedly. This guy had never been so absent-minded during a meal.

"A lot of chicken drumsticks." Abe said, wiping the lump from his mouth.

"What the hell?" Aaron looked at the plate in front of Abe that was licked cleaner than his face. He was also a little confused. Where did the chicken legs come from?

"there."

Abe pouted in the direction of the three Harrys.

Aaron turned his head to look, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

There was a large plate of chicken legs neatly stacked, at least a dozen of them. Even if you have a big appetite, your appetite wouldn’t have increased several times in one go!

There is a problem, absolutely there is a problem.

Aaron thought very firmly, and then gave Abe a wink.

The holy dragon's eyes suddenly lit up, and he didn't even bother to wipe his saliva. He jumped directly onto the long Gryffindor table, grabbed his favorite food and started gnawing wildly.

The three of them were confused, and they didn't react until Abe showed off a third of the way.

"Stop, no, shut up," Ron said hurriedly.

Harry subconsciously wanted to stop it, but when he thought that his small body was incomparable to that of a dragon, his outstretched hands stopped in mid-air.

Hermione lifted Abe up and said helplessly: "This is not prepared for you. If you want to eat, come over tomorrow."

"So...who are you preparing this for?"

A playful voice suddenly came from behind, startling the three of them.

"No, this is what we eat ourselves." Ron said immediately.

"Pull it down, do you believe this?" Aaron rolled his eyes at him, "You eat it yourself and put it in your schoolbag, and you still put so much.

Even if you want to turn your grief and anger into appetite because of the newspaper incident, you shouldn't take action until the next day! "

"Ah this..."

Harry was silent for a while and then said: "We went to visit Sirius, he is back."

"Damn it! He still dares to come back?" Aaron couldn't believe it. "Although the Ministry of Magic has relaxed its wanted order for him, it doesn't mean that they will turn a blind eye to a murderer."

"That's why we decided to secretly go see him," Harry said.

"Understood." Aaron nodded, then picked up Abe and prepared to leave.

"Wait." Hermione said hurriedly, "You can come with us."

"Forget it! It's certainly not a small thing for him to take such a big risk and return to Hogwarts to find you.

Big things tend to be troublesome, and I don't want to get involved. "

"It may have something to do with the mysterious man." Harry said suddenly, "I told him the dream I had."

Aaron stopped suddenly. If it was half a month ago, he would have just sped away after hearing this, but the situation is different now. The changes in the Dark Mark indicate that he will make a comeback soon.

Knowing more information before the other party is completely resurrected will give you more protection.

"When are we meeting?"

"We're getting ready to go."

"Is it hidden?" Aaron said solemnly, "Or is it safe?"

"It must be safe. Sirius has been hiding outside for a year without being discovered, and not many people know that he is an Animagus." Harry said, "It's just that his condition may not be very good, otherwise it wouldn't be Remind us to bring him more food.”

Aaron pondered for a moment, "Get the invisibility cloak ready."