Chapter 315 Painful Scar

Andy waved his hand, stopping Hermione from continuing.

"Let's take a look first and then talk!" Andy said.

Snape's signal was obvious. He knew that Harry hated him, so he stared at Harry with undisguised ferocity, obviously trying to convey some message to Harry.

Tell Harry to watch out for him!

Although this is just Andy's guess, Andy feels that this should be the fact.

But it’s good to know this kind of thing in your heart, there is no need to say it out loud.

Snape was a little disgusted.

He didn't know what was wrong with Andy's brain, so he kept staring at him as soon as he entered the auditorium. The undisguised curious gaze made Snape feel uncomfortable all over.

But he didn't want to look away because that would make it seem like he was afraid of Andy.

This is the strange desire to win among men.

Dumbledore obviously also noticed the 'silent competition' between Andy and Snape. He winked at Andy and gave Andy an encouraging look.

When everyone arrived, Dumbledore stood up, said a few words, and then announced the start of the dinner.

Andy turned sideways, looking at Snape while eating with Snape's emoticon.

Snape seemed furious!

"Andy...are you looking at Professor Snape?" Zhang Qiu asked in confusion.

Andy's abnormality naturally attracted the attention of others.

After all, when everyone was bragging about B, Andy was the only one looking towards the professor's chair, and it was difficult not to attract attention.

This is a warrior!

Zhang Qiu feels that Andy may have a miserable life in the second half of the semester!

"No?"

Andy decided to let Snape go for the time being. After all, it was best not to let others know about Snape.

"I just took a look." Andy smiled.

On the other side, Snape also breathed a sigh of relief.

He withdrew his gaze, and when Harry looked at him, he gave Harry a sinister death stare, then stopped paying attention to anyone and ate alone.

But Snape's goal has obviously been achieved.

Because Harry had successfully received his signal.

"Hiss!"

Harry let out a low cry of pain, holding his forehead, his expression distorted by pain.

"Harry, does your scar hurt again?" Ron asked, holding a chicken leg in one hand.

"Yeah! It feels the same as the previous two times!" Harry said with a solemn expression.

"Uh!" Ron's face looked weird and he looked a little scared.

He said, "Harry, could this just be an accident?"

Ron and Harry have been inseparable friends since they entered school.

In the past year and a half, Harry's scar has hurt twice.

The first time was because of Quirrell, the second time was because of Percy.

Because the pain on both occasions was short-lived, and Harry was inexperienced, he didn't pay too much attention.

However, it turns out that both men are related to Voldemort.

So Harry already knew that as long as the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead hurt, it meant that the power related to Voldemort had sneaked into Hogwarts and appeared in front of him.

And this time, it's because of Snape!

"Harry~" Ron's voice trembled, he had no appetite now.

Last semester, Voldemort used a dark magic item to control his brother Percy, and then Percy used the Imperius Curse to control him.

That night, if Andy and Harry hadn't stopped him together, he might have left Hogwarts with the dark magic item.

This Christmas, Ron has had several nightmares in a row.

Harry secretly glanced at Snape and was relieved when he saw that Snape wasn't paying attention to him.

"Ron! This is not an accident or an illusion!"

Harry said seriously: "Snape must be related to Voldemort. He may have defected to Voldemort."

Ron shuddered when he heard the name Voldemort.

"Then what do we do?"

Ron had not paid attention at all, "He seems to be targeting you! Harry, we should tell Professor Dumbledore."

"But we have no evidence!" Harry said frustratedly.

It was impossible for him to go to Dumbledore to sue a professor just because the scar on his forehead hurt...and this professor was also the dean of Slytherin House.

Unless Dumbledore was crazy, Harry didn't think Dumbledore would believe him.

"What should we do?" Ron said with some fear.

He and Harry were friends. Since Snape was targeting Harry, he couldn't let him go easily, right?

Whether it was Snape or Voldemort behind Snape, Ron was frightened.

"Harry! I think we should tell Professor Dumbledore, even if we have no evidence!"

Ron said with a tragic face: "In this way, even if Snape succeeds in killing us, Dumbledore will know who the murderer is."

Ron may be ordinary, but he doesn't run away out of fear, nor does he abandon his friends.

"Ron!"

Harry was very moved, and he suggested: "In addition to informing Dumbledore, I think we can also ask Andy for help. He is very powerful. That night, I saw his magic with my own eyes."

Harry was a little embarrassed when talking about this.

As a wizard, he could only throw stones at Voldemort that night without using any magic.

He didn't know what happened to him that day.

His forehead hurt and his brain was confused. Apart from rescuing Ron, he couldn't think of anything, let alone the magic he had learned.

In contrast, Andy's performance is much more handsome.

Whether it was subduing Ron, knocking out Filch, or fighting Voldemort's soul, Andy showed decisive judgment and strong strength.

During the battle that night, Andy didn't even move, and there wasn't a speck of dust on his wizard robe.

If not everyone said he defeated Voldemort, Harry thought Andy was more of a savior of the wizarding world than he was.

"Okay! That's a good idea."

Ron agreed and said: "It would be great if our classes next semester were all with Ravenclaw."

Although he didn't remember what happened that night, Harry had told him several times.

Harry even believed that Andy was more powerful than some professors. Because Harry noticed that Dumbledore's attitude towards Andy was different from others.

That's a...

Harry couldn't tell. He felt that Dumbledore was a little afraid of Andy...but this was too ridiculous!

"Just wait until tomorrow!"

Harry whispered: "Let's not discuss it now."

"Okay!" Ron nodded, and then said with a bitter look on his face: "Harry, you really should have said it later. I have no appetite at all now, and I feel like I can't eat anything."

Harry shrugged helplessly.