Chapter 300
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
Hearing this, Harry looked around and asked, "Where is this?"
"You haven't heard of the Screaming Shack, have you?" Sirius said.
Indeed, Harry had lived with his Muggle uncle and aunt since he was a child. He knew nothing about the major events in the wizarding world. Naturally, he had never heard of this famous haunted house in Hogsmeade.
However, Ron on the side reacted violently.
"You...you mean...this is the Screaming Shack?!" He shuddered and stood up in a hurry.
Harry lifted up Butterbeer who had been hit, glared at him dissatisfied, and said disgustedly: "What are you doing?"
"The Shrieking Shack, Harry!" Ron said in horror, "This is the most haunted place in Britain!"
Glenn looked at his serious look and couldn't help laughing.
"What I said is true!" Ron thought he didn't believe it, so he quickly explained, "I asked Nearly Headless Nick, even the ghosts of Hogwarts don't dare to come here!"
"If you think those screams that always sound in the middle of the night are some kind of ghost, I suggest you ask this guy. After all, this is all caused by their group of people." Glenn shrugged and glanced with a smile. Sirius glanced.
Sirius also smiled and explained: "As for the screams, we are indeed right, but those rumors about hauntings have nothing to do with us."
"But why did you make those screams?" Harry asked confused. "It couldn't be a prank like Fred and George, right?"
"This is a bit complicated to explain. I think it's best to let Remus explain it to you personally. Speaking of which, you can see him next school year, and he will be with me..."
He suddenly reacted mid-sentence and shut up quickly.
"Next school year?"
"with you?"
Harry and Ron were surprised at the same time.
Seeing Sirius wanting to cast a look for help, Glenn spread his hands aside: "You leaked this yourself, I didn't say anything."
Harry's eyes sparkled and he asked expectantly: "Are you coming to Hogwarts together to be our professors? Is it Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
Although Glenn and Sirius had only met for the first time and were obviously a little embarrassed, he was obviously full of expectations for his godfather compared to bastard professors like Lockhart and Quirrell.
Sirius rubbed the center of his brow helplessly, as if complaining that he was speaking too arrogantly.
"Well, now that it's like this, I won't hide it from you anymore." He winked at Harry, "Remus and I have promised Dumbledore that we will be responsible for your defense against the dark arts together in the next school year. Art class.”
"Great!"
Before Harry could say anything, Ron cheered first.
Hermione looked at him blankly and asked, "It's not your godfather who will be our professor. Why do you look happier than Harry?"
"Let me ask you a question, why does Slytherin get such high scores in the Academy Cup every year despite having mediocre grades?"
Ron did not explain directly, but instead asked a question.
"It must be because Snape is partial to them!" Harry replied without hesitation, "If he hadn't always found excuses to deduct points for us and add points to Slytherin, how could they possibly compare to us!"
Hearing them mention Professor Snape, Sirius snorted coldly, with a hint of disgust clearly showing on his face.
Ron didn't notice his change and said to himself: "When your godfather comes to Hogwarts, do we still need to be afraid of Snape?"
"Yes!" Harry understood what he meant and his eyes lit up.
"So, Snotlout is still the same as before?" Sirius asked.
"Snot Man?" The trio were stunned at the same time, "Who is that?"
Sirius smiled evilly and explained: "This is the nickname we gave Snape back then, Severus - Snivellus, do you understand?"
Only then did the three of them understand their old homophonic joke, and couldn't help laughing.
"Snotlout Snape, this is so funny!" Ron slapped his thigh and smiled from ear to ear.
Harry took a breath and asked curiously: "I heard from Dumbledore that you have known each other since you were in school, and my father saved his life, right?"
Sirius nodded: "It does happen, but that matter is more complicated. I'll tell you about it when I have the chance."
It was obvious that he didn't really want to mention the unhappy days between him and Snape.
Glenn glanced at him, stood up and greeted everyone: "It's getting late, we should go back, otherwise we will miss dinner."
Sirius also nodded. After all, he had completely gotten rid of his status as a fugitive and could meet Harry openly and openly at any time.
Harry was still a little reluctant to let go. In the short conversation, he had clearly felt the intimacy between this godfather and him. Although there was no real blood relationship, the Dursleys were more like his real family.
"It's okay, Harry." Sirius smiled and patted his shoulder, "I will stay in Hogsmeade for a few more days. If you want to come see me, you can write to me at any time. Crookshanks can I'll pick you up at the entrance to the Whomping Willow's secret passage."
After hearing what he said, Harry nodded in agreement.
Everyone passed through the secret passage again, got out of the Whomping Willow hole, and returned to the grass of Hogwarts.
It was approaching dusk, and the orange-red sun was slowly setting towards the distant horizon.
Dinner has already started and the auditorium is full of students, but the atmosphere is a bit weird.
The little wizards were in groups, all whispering something, and looking at the Slytherin table from time to time.
There was a solitary person sitting at the end of the long table, but the others were sitting far away from him, as if they were avoiding some ferocious beast.
Draco Malfoy.
On the day Riddle's diary was destroyed, Master Draco was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, and Lucius Malfoy was brought back to the Auror office.
Under Fudge's arrangement, he did not undergo a public trial, so for a long time afterwards, neither the Daily Prophet nor the gossip circulating in Hogwarts mentioned anything about the two father and son. .
Although there is no public information, those intertwined pure-blood families have obviously received a lot of rumors. Judging from their usual behavior of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, the Malfoy family has obviously suffered a heavy blow this time.
This can be clearly reflected from the attitude of Slytherin's little wizards towards Master Draco.
"You haven't heard of the Screaming Shack, have you?" Sirius said.
Indeed, Harry had lived with his Muggle uncle and aunt since he was a child. He knew nothing about the major events in the wizarding world. Naturally, he had never heard of this famous haunted house in Hogsmeade.
However, Ron on the side reacted violently.
"You...you mean...this is the Screaming Shack?!" He shuddered and stood up in a hurry.
Harry lifted up Butterbeer who had been hit, glared at him dissatisfied, and said disgustedly: "What are you doing?"
"The Shrieking Shack, Harry!" Ron said in horror, "This is the most haunted place in Britain!"
Glenn looked at his serious look and couldn't help laughing.
"What I said is true!" Ron thought he didn't believe it, so he quickly explained, "I asked Nearly Headless Nick, even the ghosts of Hogwarts don't dare to come here!"
"If you think those screams that always sound in the middle of the night are some kind of ghost, I suggest you ask this guy. After all, this is all caused by their group of people." Glenn shrugged and glanced with a smile. Sirius glanced.
Sirius also smiled and explained: "As for the screams, we are indeed right, but those rumors about hauntings have nothing to do with us."
"But why did you make those screams?" Harry asked confused. "It couldn't be a prank like Fred and George, right?"
"This is a bit complicated to explain. I think it's best to let Remus explain it to you personally. Speaking of which, you can see him next school year, and he will be with me..."
He suddenly reacted mid-sentence and shut up quickly.
"Next school year?"
"with you?"
Harry and Ron were surprised at the same time.
Seeing Sirius wanting to cast a look for help, Glenn spread his hands aside: "You leaked this yourself, I didn't say anything."
Harry's eyes sparkled and he asked expectantly: "Are you coming to Hogwarts together to be our professors? Is it Defense Against the Dark Arts?"
Although Glenn and Sirius had only met for the first time and were obviously a little embarrassed, he was obviously full of expectations for his godfather compared to bastard professors like Lockhart and Quirrell.
Sirius rubbed the center of his brow helplessly, as if complaining that he was speaking too arrogantly.
"Well, now that it's like this, I won't hide it from you anymore." He winked at Harry, "Remus and I have promised Dumbledore that we will be responsible for your defense against the dark arts together in the next school year. Art class.”
"Great!"
Before Harry could say anything, Ron cheered first.
Hermione looked at him blankly and asked, "It's not your godfather who will be our professor. Why do you look happier than Harry?"
"Let me ask you a question, why does Slytherin get such high scores in the Academy Cup every year despite having mediocre grades?"
Ron did not explain directly, but instead asked a question.
"It must be because Snape is partial to them!" Harry replied without hesitation, "If he hadn't always found excuses to deduct points for us and add points to Slytherin, how could they possibly compare to us!"
Hearing them mention Professor Snape, Sirius snorted coldly, with a hint of disgust clearly showing on his face.
Ron didn't notice his change and said to himself: "When your godfather comes to Hogwarts, do we still need to be afraid of Snape?"
"Yes!" Harry understood what he meant and his eyes lit up.
"So, Snotlout is still the same as before?" Sirius asked.
"Snot Man?" The trio were stunned at the same time, "Who is that?"
Sirius smiled evilly and explained: "This is the nickname we gave Snape back then, Severus - Snivellus, do you understand?"
Only then did the three of them understand their old homophonic joke, and couldn't help laughing.
"Snotlout Snape, this is so funny!" Ron slapped his thigh and smiled from ear to ear.
Harry took a breath and asked curiously: "I heard from Dumbledore that you have known each other since you were in school, and my father saved his life, right?"
Sirius nodded: "It does happen, but that matter is more complicated. I'll tell you about it when I have the chance."
It was obvious that he didn't really want to mention the unhappy days between him and Snape.
Glenn glanced at him, stood up and greeted everyone: "It's getting late, we should go back, otherwise we will miss dinner."
Sirius also nodded. After all, he had completely gotten rid of his status as a fugitive and could meet Harry openly and openly at any time.
Harry was still a little reluctant to let go. In the short conversation, he had clearly felt the intimacy between this godfather and him. Although there was no real blood relationship, the Dursleys were more like his real family.
"It's okay, Harry." Sirius smiled and patted his shoulder, "I will stay in Hogsmeade for a few more days. If you want to come see me, you can write to me at any time. Crookshanks can I'll pick you up at the entrance to the Whomping Willow's secret passage."
After hearing what he said, Harry nodded in agreement.
Everyone passed through the secret passage again, got out of the Whomping Willow hole, and returned to the grass of Hogwarts.
It was approaching dusk, and the orange-red sun was slowly setting towards the distant horizon.
Dinner has already started and the auditorium is full of students, but the atmosphere is a bit weird.
The little wizards were in groups, all whispering something, and looking at the Slytherin table from time to time.
There was a solitary person sitting at the end of the long table, but the others were sitting far away from him, as if they were avoiding some ferocious beast.
Draco Malfoy.
On the day Riddle's diary was destroyed, Master Draco was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, and Lucius Malfoy was brought back to the Auror office.
Under Fudge's arrangement, he did not undergo a public trial, so for a long time afterwards, neither the Daily Prophet nor the gossip circulating in Hogwarts mentioned anything about the two father and son. .
Although there is no public information, those intertwined pure-blood families have obviously received a lot of rumors. Judging from their usual behavior of seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, the Malfoy family has obviously suffered a heavy blow this time.
This can be clearly reflected from the attitude of Slytherin's little wizards towards Master Draco.
