Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

To be honest, Jon doesn't like this state very much.

He suddenly returned to his life and rest in school a long, long time ago, but this time the difference is that he does not need to attend classes, only needs to cooperate with Dumbledore to do some things.

And some of the things are his own.

Dumbledore gave him fake grades, which Jon would not have imagined before. People like Dumbledore can actually manipulate the grades of students. No matter how you think about it, it feels unimaginable.

However, watching Dumbledore's performance shouldn't be a major event, so Jon was relieved.

It's just an achievement anyway.

It doesn't matter whether he has this grade or not, he doesn't care about it.

Recently he has been mingling with Peeves. Almost no one in the school can see through his hidden magic, which allows him to appear anywhere. The magic facilities in Hogwarts are forbidden to him. Any effect-partly because of his status as a descendant of Hufflepuff, and partly because the magic net is becoming part of Hogwarts castle.

And the wisdom of Hogwarts Castle, that is, Spirit Physique Hogwarts, it cannot affect the existence of the magic net, just as it could not prevent Helga from using the castle to maintain the existence of space. Hogwarts’ castle is just Monet's protective measures cannot cause any interference to Monet.

But this is enough to bring enough benefits to Hogwarts.

"How do you feel now? Hogg?"

"Not bad, I feel that my intelligence has been greatly improved, and I have been able to receive information from all directions According to the information received before, my current state is probably the same as that of a web server."

"The difference is still there. At least in this era, muggle has not developed like yours. High-end artificial intelligence, but maybe there will be no muggle in the future."

The virtual silhouette in front of Jon patted, the power of magic can indeed interfere with the real matter, at least the virtual silhouette he photographed is like the substance now.

"You and Peeves are indeed a good pair, then go ahead and I will see you later."

The matter here is basically over Now, Jon himself is impossible to stay here for too long.

He is quite busy after all.

After coming down from the upper floor, he saw these people who were facing each other.

It's just that he hides behind magic, no one sees him.

...

Malfoy's hand stretched out to his wand quickly, but Harry was faster, and before Malfoy's fingers could be inserted into the pocket of his robe, he already took it Out of wand.

"Potter!"

The voice came from the other end of the porch, and Jon stopped the fingertips he was about to pop out, and looked back.

Snape appeared on the stairs leading to his office, and seeing him, Harry's teeth were itching with hatred, and the feeling was far beyond the disgust of Malfoy.

"What are you doing, Potter?"

Snape strode towards the four of them as he spoke, his tone as cold as before.

"I'm thinking about what spells should I use on Malfoy, sir." Harry said angrily.

Snape glared at Harry.

"Put away wand right away," he categorically shouted, "Gryffindor is deducted ten-"

Snape smiled contemptuously at the huge hourglass on the wall.

"Ah, I found that there are no more points in Gryffindor's hourglass to deduct. In this case, Potter, we have to—"

"Add some more points?"

Professor McGonagall was walking on the stone steps into the castle; she was carrying a tartan travel bag in one hand and a cane in the other, but she looked pretty good.

"Professor McGonagall!" Snape said and greeted him. "It seems that you just came out of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries!"

"Yes, Professor Snape," Professor McGonagall said while shaking off the travel cloak from her body, "I am completely new. You two——Crabbe——Goyle——"

She greeted them two imperatively, they The two dilly-dallying dragged their feet and walked to her.

"Take it," Professor McGonagall said as he stuffed the travel bag into Crabbe's arms, and then put cloak into Goyle's arms, "Take these to my office."

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The two of them turned on the marble steps and stumbled away.

"Next," Professor McGonagall said, looking up at the hourglass on the wall, "In this way, I think Potter and his friends should each get fifty points each. Because they remind everyone you know Who is back!

What do you think, Professor Snape?"

"What?"

Snape asked in surprise, Harry thought he must have heard clearly Clearly, "Oh-okay-I think..."

"Then, Potter, Weasley siblings, Longbottom and Miss Granger each get fifty points."

As Professor McGonagall was talking, a lot of rubies fell into the orb under the Gryffindor hourglass.

"Oh-I think there is Lovegood's fifty points," she added, and some sapphires fell into Ravenclaw's hourglass. "Now you have to deduct Potter's ten points, I think , Professor Snape-well, that's it..."

A few rubies flew back into the sphere above, and despite this, the remaining number was quite substantial.

"Okay, Potter, Malfoy.

I think you should go outside in such a nice weather." Professor McGonagall continued to say enthusiastically.

Harry obeyed Professor McGonagall's words and left the castle and walked towards Hagrid's cabin.

Students lie all over the grass basking in the sun, some are chatting, some are reading "Sunday Seer".

When he passed by, they all looked at him. Some people greeted him loudly or waved to him. Obviously they were eagerly expressing that they had already recognized him as a hero, just like "Daily Prophet "As I think.

Harry did not respond.

When he knocked on the door of Hagrid's cabin, he began to think he was not at home, but quickly rushed over from the corner, welcomed him warmly, and almost knocked him down.

Ya Ya told him that Hagrid was picking runner beans in the backyard.

"Very good, Harry!" Hagrid exclaimed beamingly at Harry who was walking towards the fence, "Come in, come in, let's have a glass of dandelion juice."

" Are you okay?"

They sat down at the wooden table with a glass of iced juice in front of each, Hagrid asked:

"You feel—it’s not bad, Really?"

Harry knew from his concerned look on his face that he was not asking if he was healthy.

"I'm fine," Harry said hurriedly. He knew what Hagrid had in his head. He didn't want to talk about those things. "So, where did you go?"

"Hidden in the mountains outside," Hagrid said, "In a cave above, just like Sirius used to--"