Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

Harry Potter won another game.

The victory in this game is estimated to be the fastest victory in Hogwarts' history.

He descended from the sky, just in time to see Snape's pale or deathly white face, but the worse Snape's complexion was, the better Harry's mood.

One hour later, Harry left the locker room alone.

He wants to send his "Nimbus 2000" back to the broom shed, because of this victory, his mood is happier than ever.

Because in his heart, he finally did a real and proud thing, and no one will ever say that he "just has a loud name".

It is almost evening, and the air outside Hogwarts Castle has never been so fresh and pleasant.

Harry walked across the damp grass, and the scene of the hour just now reappeared in his mind. It was a fragment of fuzzy happiness: Gryffindor students ran over and put him on their shoulders; Ron and Hermione jumped up and down in the distance, Ron dripping nosebleed and cheering excitedly.

He recalled with joy, he didn't even see a house elf behind him and a quill that was not written in front of the elf.

[Phantom Record], this is the innate talent magic of the elves, which can read out the thoughts of those who are shrouded by magic with a certain probability.

Obviously, the probability today is very high. Otherwise, this record will only write the words "He is very happy today". As for why he is happy, Joanne has to be filled with literature.

During the walking of the two one after the other, the night slowly aggravated a lot.

Harry has come to the broom shed.

After putting the broom back in, he did not rush to leave, but leaned against the wooden door of the broom shed and looked up at Hogwarts.

Those windows are shining with a psychedelic red halo in the setting sun.

Because the Gryffindor team is ahead.

He finally succeeded. He showed Snape...

"Wait... Is that Snape?"

Harry's eyes widened, he Seeing a silhouette wearing a hood quickly walked down the main entrance steps of the castle, he obviously didn't want people to see it. After going down the steps, he quickly went straight to the Forbidden Forest.

And not far away, watching Harry, the joy of victory in his heart gradually disappeared.

He recognized the silhouette-that sneaky gait is so recognizable and highly recognizable, it is his Potions teacher-Severus · Snape.

While someone else is eating dinner, sneaking into the Forbidden Forest, what does he want to do?

Harry hurriedly turned around and took out the broomstick, then jumped back to the broomstick and rose silently into the air.

Behind him, the quill that was recording in front of the elf suddenly stopped. This house elf frowned, raised his hand to grab the paper and pen, and disappeared in place using Disapparation.

Harry glided silently over the castle. Under the light of the castle, he saw Snape running and sneaking into the Forbidden Forest. He gritted his teeth and followed.

But the trees in the Forbidden Forest were so dense that he couldn't see where Snape had gone.

He carefully controlled the broom to hover in the air, flying lower and lower, and he was almost flying the treetops recently, but he finally heard the voice of someone talking.

So the young wizard flew towards them lightly and landed very quietly on a tall beech.

I still can't see or hear anything here.

Harry carefully climbed forward along a branch, his hand tightly holding the broomstick, hanging on the branch in a strange posture, he wanted to look down at Snape through the leaves. doing what.

The effort pays off.

After adjusting for a while, he can finally see the scene below.

In a shadowy clearing, Snape stood, but he was not alone.

Professor Quirrell was standing there too, seeming to be arguing with Snape. Harry couldn't see the expression on his face, but he could hear him stuttering more than ever.

"No...I don't know why you want to...you want to...choose to meet here, Severus?"

"Oh, I don't think this should be made public," Harry heard Snape said coldly: "After all, students shouldn't know Philosopher's Stone."

Philosopher's Stone? !

Harry leaned forward, he wanted to hear more clearly, but Quirrell's muttering voice was very small, and before he said a few words, he was interrupted by Snape again.

"Have you figured out how to subdue Hagrid's rare beast?"

"Can, can, but, Severus, I..."

"You don't want me to be your enemy, Quirrell."

Harry saw Snape say, and took a step closer to Quirrell, his oppression surged.

"I, I don't know, know, you..."

"You know what I mean, Quirrell, you know very well."

Harry concentrated on Listening carefully, he felt that he hadn't even listened to the lecture so seriously even in class, and Snape's voice suddenly became annoying, and he wanted the Potions teacher to say a few more words.

But no, but an owl nearby shouted loudly, scared Harry almost fell off the tree.

He quickly stabilized himself, just in time to hear Snape say: "——Your secret trick, I’m waiting."

"But, but, I don’t--no ——No——"

"Very good."

Snape interrupted him and didn't let Quirrell finish his sentence, which made Harry very annoyed: "It won't be long, wait. You have time to think carefully. After deciding whom to loyal, we will talk again."

As if something important had happened, Snape covered his head with cloak and strode out. This open space.

It was almost completely dark, but Harry could still see Quirrell standing there motionless, like a clay sculpture and wood sculpture. He grabbed his broom very carefully and left here.

……

Snape did not leave the Forbidden Forest.

He originally had an appointment with Quirrell in the morning, but Quirrell didn't come to the appointment at that time, so he had to change it to the evening.

Originally, this conversation would not end so easily, but he suddenly heard an owl call and changed his mind temporarily.

"I thought you didn't hear it."

The training ground, in the small wood house.

Jon waved wand and placed a cup of tea in front of Snape. The house elf on the side respectfully used Jon’s simple "kitchen" to make a little snack and placed it between Jon and Snape. I bowed respectfully and left here with Disapparation.

"It's an enviable bloodline."

Snape picked up the teacup and tasted it, and then began to answer the question just now: "Why can't I hear it? There is nothing else here. Owl now."