My Hogwarts Day

Soon it was the morning of Halloween, and Richard woke up with everyone and went downstairs to have breakfast.

After breakfast, Hermione, Harry, and Ronald came over directly.

"Good breakfast." Harry said dejectedly.

"It's all right, Harry, we'll bring you lots of sweets from Honeydukes," said Hermione, feeling terribly sorry for him.

"Yeah, bring a lot." Ronald said.

"Don't be sad Harry, although it won't work this time, maybe you can go next time, we will help you find the way first." Richard also comforted.

"Don't worry about me," Harry said, wishing he was speaking casually. "See you at the dinner party. Have a good time."

Accompanied by Harry, they arrived at the front hall. The caretaker Filch stood inside the gate, checking a person with a long list, looking suspiciously at everyone's faces, and guarding against anyone who shouldn't go slipping away. go out.

"Have fun, Richard." Seeing Richard appearing in the team, Filch greeted enthusiastically.

And at this moment, an annoying voice sounded behind them.

"Stayed, Potter?" Malfoy yelled, standing in line with Crabbe and Goyle. "Are you afraid of encountering a dementor?"

Richard is a little strange, since the last time in the infirmary, I don't know why Malfoy's fear of himself has decreased a lot. Look, he dares to make loud noises in front of his face now. Do you want to find a chance to fix him? Woolen cloth?

While Richard was still thinking about how to deal with Malfoy, Harry walked up the marble stairs alone, through the corridors where no one walked, and returned to the Gryffindor tower.

Hogsmeade is the only village in England that is full of wizards and no Muggles. It is a very unique, beautiful little village full of specialized thatched-roof cottages and shops. Every holiday, the trees in the village are covered with enchanted candles. The Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is located next to the Great Lake 603 originating from this village, and the terminus of the Hogwarts Express train is also located in the village, where the students start their new school year. Along the shore of the lake there is a path leading directly from the station to Hogwarts Castle.

When Richard and the others came to Hogsmeade along the path, Richard and Hermione were shocked by the small village in front of them.

This is really a village in a fairy tale, Ji Gan said.

"Where are we going first?" Hermione looked at the town in front of her and asked intently.

"Let's all go around, we haven't been here anyway." Richard suggested.

"You guys go around first, I have been here many times, I will go to Zuko's magic joke shop first, and then I will wait for you at the Honeydukes candy shop." Ronald said hurriedly, for some reason, he always felt that he was with Richard and Hermione was a bit redundant together.

After Richard agreed, he took Hermione to start the check-in tour.

As for Harry, because he really didn't want to play with Colin, who was in the second grade, he found an excuse to do his homework and walked towards the library, but halfway there, he regretted it. At this time, the little wizards in the same grade were all there Hogsmeade, he really didn't want to do serious work and do homework, so let's wait until Hermione and the others to see if they can copy Hermione's.

Thinking of this, Harry casually wandered around Hogwarts Castle, he really didn't know where to go, but Harry didn't go back to the common room, he went up a staircase, thinking in a daze Instead of going to see Hedwig where the owls roosted, he walked down another corridor.

At this time, someone in a room greeted him: "Harry?"

Harry turned to see who it was, and saw that it was Professor Lupine, looking around at the door of his office.

"What are you doing?" Lu (cacd) Ping asked curiously, "Where are Ronald and Hermione?"

"Hogsmeade," said Harry [Ben was speaking casually. "Ah," Lupine said. He stared at Harry for a moment. "Why don't you come in? I just received the Grindy drops for our next lesson.

"What?" Harry asked.

He followed Lupine into the office. There was a large water tank in the corner of the office. A sickly green guy with pointed horns pressed his face against the glass, grimacing, and constantly stretching his slender claws.

"The monster," Lupine said, looking at Grindylow thoughtfully, "we shouldn't have much trouble dealing with it, we've had Kabbah after all. The trick is to break its grip. You notice the long Unusual claws? Strong, but fragile."

The Grindylow bared his green teeth and buried himself in a mess of weeds in the corner of the tank.

"A cup of tea?" Lupine said, looking around for the kettle, "I was just thinking about making a cup.

"Okay." Harry said awkwardly.

Lupine tapped the kettle with his wand, and a burst of steam came out of the spout.

"Sit down," Lupine said, lifting the lid of the trash can, "I only have teabags, I'm afraid, but I bet you're tired of tea already enough?"

Harry looked at him. Lupine's eyes sparkled.

"How did you know about this?" Harry asked.

Professor McGonagall told me. said Lupine, handing Harry a cup of tea with a notch in it. "You're not scared, are you?"

"No." Harry said.

For a moment he wanted to tell Lupine about the dog he'd seen on Magnolia Crescent, but then decided not to. He didn't want Lupine to think he was a coward, especially since Lupine already thought he couldn't handle Borg.

Some of what was on Harry's mind probably showed in the look on his face, because Lupine said, "Are you worried about something, Harry?"

"No." Harry lied. He drank a little tea and watched the Grindylow wave a fist at him. "Yes," he said suddenly, putting the tea on Lupine's table, "do you remember the day we dealt with the Boggart?"

"Remember." Lupine said slowly.

"Why don't you let me fight the Boggart?"

Lupine raised his eyebrows.

"I thought the reason was obvious, Harry," he said, surprise in his voice.

Harry thought Lupine wouldn't admit it, so he was also taken aback.

"Why?" he asked again.

"Well," said Lupine, frowning slightly, "I assume that if the Boggart faced you, it would appear as Voldemort.

Harry stared. Not only was this an answer he hadn't expected, but Lupine said Voldemort's name.

Of all the people Harry knew besides Dumbledore, only Richard dared to say that name aloud.

"Obviously, I was wrong," said Lupine, still frowning at Harry, "but I don't think it's a good idea for Voldemort to show up in the teaching lounge. I think everyone's scared to death."

"I did think of Voldemort first," Harry said honestly, "but then I, I remembered those dementors."

"I see," Lupine said thoughtfully, "uh, uh. I remember." Harry had a look of surprise on his face, and Lupine smiled at that. "It shows that the thing you're most afraid of is fear. Very clever, Harry."

Harry didn't know what to say to this sentence, so he had to drink tea.

"So you've been thinking I don't believe you can fight a Boggart?" Lupine asked shrewdly.

"Well, yes." Harry said, feeling suddenly much happier. "Professor Lupine, you know that dementor...

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, and Harry was interrupted. "Come in," Lupine said loudly.

The door opened and Snape walked in. He was holding a goblet in his hand, which was steaming slightly, and when he saw Harry, he stopped in his tracks and narrowed his black eyes.

"Ah, Severus," Lupine said with a smile, "thanks. Will you put it on the desk?" Snape put down the steaming mug, his eyes flicking back and forth between Harry and Lupin.

"I'm showing Harry my Grindylow." Lupine said happily, pointing to the water tank.

"Fascinating," said Snape, without looking there, "You should just drink it, sir.

"Yes, yes, I'll drink it," Lupine said.

"I made a pot full," Snape said, "if you want more."

"I'll probably have another drink tomorrow. Thanks, Severus."

"You're welcome," Snape said, but there was a look in his eyes that Harry didn't like to see. When Snape exited the room, there was no smile on his face, and he looked defensive.

Harry looked at the goblet curiously. Lupin smiled.

"Professor Snape kindly concocted a potion for me," he said. "I've never been very good at concocting potions, and this one is particularly complicated." He picked up the goblet and sniffed it. "It's a pity you can't add sugar." He added another sentence, took a sip, and trembled.

"Why?" Harry opened his mouth and asked.

Lupine looked at him and answered the unfinished question.

"I've always felt bad," he said, "that's the only potion that's going to work. I've been lucky to work with Professor Snape, and there aren't many wizards who can make this potion."

Professor Lupine took another sip, and Harry wished he could snatch the goblet from him.

"Professor Snape is interested in the Dark Arts," he blurted out.

"Really?" Lupine said, seemingly unimpressed by the words, and took another swig.

Harry hesitated for a moment, then continued.

"In fact, Richard's potions are also very powerful. He can make a lot of potions. If Richard comes back, I'll ask him, can he make it for you?"

"Richard's potion is also very powerful?" Lupine asked in surprise.

"Yeah, he doesn't seem to know anything, except Quidditch."

"What a great little wizard. But forget it, Professor Snape has done a good job now, so I don't need to bother others. Well, Harry, I'd better go back to work. See you at the dinner party."

"Okay," said Harry, putting down his empty teacup. The empty goblet was still slowly steaming.

Although Lupine refused, Harry still planned to tell Richard, he always felt that Snape must have evil intentions in concocting potions for Professor Lupin. .