Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 153 He's Still a Child!
Harry, who was idle and bored, squatted on the ground and teased a shivering spicy stick. It was strange to say that Harry didn't know Parseltongue, even before he killed Voldemort's soul fragment, Harry didn't realize that he Possesses the ability to communicate with snakes.

Perhaps it was because Lily became an awakened person, and her magic power was strong enough to firmly imprison the soul fragment, preventing it from touching Harry's soul.

But there is nothing to be sorry about. Although it is good to master a foreign language, who would have nothing to do to chat with snakes? Although the snake soup tastes good, Harry has no idea of ​​​​talking to the ingredients. He doesn't want to be a cooking fairy, and before cooking for others, he still talks about his feelings with the ingredients, saying something, "I will make you a delicious dish, so Mr. Snake, you are considered dead." I will become a Buddha with a smile when I hear it.

After waiting for about an hour and a half, when the sky began to darken, Lupine came out of the woods, and the little snake that Harry had played so weakly flew into the woods as if it had been amnesty, and its head was injured. Flee without returning.

"Do you feel better?"

Harry clapped his hands and stood up, walking side by side with Lupine.

"It's a sigh of relief." Lupine's voice was a little low, but then he showed a slightly tired smile, "This is the first time I know that debt collection is also a physical job, so take it slowly , I would like to chat with Snape, Fenrir is different from other werewolves, maybe in him, we can find inspiration for improving Wolfsbane Potion."

Lupine knew how expensive the potion he was currently drinking was. It was a high expense that ordinary werewolves could not afford, but it could change the life of a werewolf. Another night that should have been a beautiful full moon.

"It would be great if there was this potion in the first place. If there was, maybe they wouldn't leave."

Lupine sighed with regret, and rediscovering the old things about his parents was no less than a stab in his heart. He thought he had forgotten it, but how could he forget it.

"Wishing that Godfather Snape was born 30 years earlier?"

"Maybe." Lupine laughed dumbly, "but without you, Snape wouldn't have studied this potion even if he had been born 30 years earlier."

"If you were born 30 years earlier, your father and Sirius." In the middle of the sentence, Lupine suddenly closed his mouth and became silent.

"What's wrong with Sirius?" Harry raised his eyebrows, "Oh, by the way, Uncle Lupine, he is my godfather like Snape, but why do they see each other so differently? Compared with my father, Snape Godfather Nepe seems to hate Sirius even more."

"Did something happen between the two of them when they were in Hogwarts?" Harry asked gossipingly, because Snape only told him about his mother Lily, so he told James, Little is known about Sirius and others.

"He..." Lupine, who looked a little strange, slowed down a little bit, his gaze diverged as he looked at the castle in the distance, as if he was remembering something.

"Perhaps Lily's is the one with the best eyesight and the most accurate judgment on people."

He sighed slightly, "Sirius Black, he is not worthy to be your godfather."

"Because of the betrayal of the Loyalty Curse?"

Harry glanced at Lupin, his face was a little strange, but he immediately understood that Lupine had been hiding outside the social circle as a spy before that, and he might even be hiding in the deep mountains and old forests with other werewolves Well, he didn't get a lot of news from the wizarding world, and the Daily Prophet wouldn't let owls deliver newspapers to these guys hiding in the woods.

"You know?" Lupine raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"That's what Peter did. Professor Grindelwald, Professor Dumbledore and I caught him at Hogwarts more than two months ago. Sirius was stupid in this matter, even my dad was there Also, the person who betrayed was Peter, you can read the previous newspapers if you have time, there are archives in the library."

"Then you've seen Sirius?"

Harry shrugged and said indifferently, "Not yet, but it's not important, right?"

"But" a sentence stuck in Lupin's throat, but he didn't continue to say it. He had seen and heard a lot of important news today, so much that he couldn't fully digest it for a while.

The two continued to walk towards the castle in silence. The noisy auditorium was filled with the voices of students.

"That's Harry? Why is he suddenly handsome again?"

"Hurry up, help me, I feel like I'm pregnant."

"Is there still magic that can conceive through space?"

"Don't you think the uncle next to Harry is also cool? Is that the new teacher?"

"Is that the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Ah~ I can't do it, please help me again, twins, it must be twins."

Lupine's appearance attracted the attention of many girls. When he first came to Hogwarts, the 32-year-old Lupine looked like 42, but now, the boy who said he was 25 didn't think there was anything wrong. That kind of maturity and stability tainted by wind and frost is really a big killer for girls. Who can refuse a handsome uncle who is strong and masculine?
Even those boys can't afford too much hostility towards Lupine. Although the uncle who has a lot of stories is not as good as Grindelwald, he must be better than Lockhart. As for being better than Snape?Kekeke If Professor Snape could retire, he would definitely be the most handsome teacher at Hogwarts.

The banquet celebrating Snape no longer harming the Defense Against the Dark Arts class started lively in the Hufflepuff common room, although because of Harry, the Hufflepuff second-year students were not persecuted Yes, but it does not mean that students of other grades also have such preferential treatment.

Snape was neither partial nor harsh to Hufflepuff, but even if he treated Hufflepuff equally, to be honest, he was no more lenient than Professor McGonagall's transfiguration. Potion is a delicate subject, unfortunately, Snape could be called a strict teacher even when he treated everyone equally.

Harry was surrounded by a group of people inquiring about the new professor, and inexplicably there was a stack of small notes with a faint scent of body wash in his robe pocket, but Harry was a little hesitant to accept the appointment, after all Many of the locations pointed to by these notes are holy places for trysts, the central garden of Hogwarts Castle, and if you walk alone, you will not be able to suffer disaster.

"Hey, there is actually a small secret room opposite the school doctor's office? I learned it, I learned it, senior sister is really good."

After stuffing the small note into the bag, Harry, who was full of food and drink, lay lazily on the bed. On the bed opposite him, Rove, who was biting a teething stick, kept twitching on the bed. , Magical body training every night is his compulsory course, this guy is a real man, he dares to do what he says, in order to be able to stick with Thunderbird, he is going all out.

After Rove finished the masochistic exercise, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep immediately, Harry discussed with him.

"Little Neil, can you lend me two days, Rove?"

"Okay, do you want to take it out to let the wind go?" Rove said vaguely, trying to prop up his body and intend to take a shower in the bathroom.

"No, Hagrid intends to bred him."

"Neil is still a child, hey!"

Rove, who was furious in an instant, jumped up from the bed, then fell to the ground with a groan, and his head hit the brass crossbar.

"Are you serious?"

Almost rolling and crawling, Rove squirmed over with a very strange speed, staring at Harry with staring eyes.

"Anyway, that's what Hagrid said." Harry spread his hands innocently, "To be honest, I don't know anything about the cultivation of magical creatures, why don't you ask your grandpa if a month-old Thunderbird can lay eggs. "

"Neil is male! Male!"

Rove, who was laughed out of anger, started to twitch again. It was a pain all over his body before, but now it is a buzzing pain in his head.

"I have to stop Hagrid, and I can't let him go further and further down this perverted path."

"And you too! Harry!"

Rove, who struggled to get up from the ground, supported Harry's bedside and said with a serious face, "I know Great Britain has its own national conditions, but if you really don't need it, please be sure to hand over the little notes from those girls to Harry." Me, brother, don't waste it."

"Get out! Take your bath."

Harry, who laughed and scolded Rove for kicking his ass, kicked him out of the dormitory, "I just don't have time, otherwise I would have gone to talk about sweet love."

Rove jumped up suddenly, holding the washbasin towel and flew more than two meters away. Behind him, the dark-faced Harry slammed the door shut cursingly.

But then, there was the sound of the suitcase being opened, and the little Thunderbird, who was sleeping happily, suddenly found himself soaring into the air, before he could wake up from the dream of "I can fly" Laughing loudly, a strong eighth-level wind rushed towards his face, and he was ravaged by his smooth feathers. When he opened his eyes, Harry's big smirking face was in front of him.

"Don't be afraid godson, let godfather give you a good hug."

The crackling lightning flashed randomly for a long time, and a burst of unscrupulous "Jie Jie Jie Jie" laughter echoed in the lightning light. When a guy who didn't do anything with human affairs left with a killing Matt exploding head, he was caught The little Thunderbird Nelson, who was kneaded into a fluffy ball, lay unlovely in his little nest, looking up at the false sky with his lifeless eyes, as if his body had been hollowed out.

Having completed the smile shifting technique, Harry lay back on the bed with a happy face, another good dream tonight.

(End of this chapter)