My Hogwarts Day

Britain, Hogsmeade village, screaming outside Peng's house.

Sure enough, they saw Ronald and Harry standing by the fence talking about something.

Hermione ran over to Harry and asked, "Did Malfoy see you?"

"He, he probably didn't see clearly, I only let him see one head." Harry stammered out.

"You hurry back, Malfoy will definitely tell others, if he tells Professor Snape, then you...you hurry back to the castle, hurry!"

"Goodbye." Without another word, Harry ran towards Hogsmeade village. Would Malfoy believe he did see Harry? Would anyone believe Malfoy? No one knew about the Invisibility Cloak, except Dumbledore. Harry's stomach churned. Dumbledore would know exactly what happened. As soon as Malfoy says it.. Go back to the Honeydukes store, walk up the cellar steps, across the stone floor, and through the floor door. Harry took off the Invisibility Cloak, tucked it under his arm, and ran like hell down the aisle... Malfoy would be back first. How long would it take him to find a teacher? Harry was panting, his sides tingling, but he didn't slow down and ran until he reached the stone chute. He'd rather leave the Invisibility Cloak there, and it would be a shame if Malfoy leaked information to some teacher and the Cloak was confiscated. Harry hid the Invisibility Cloak in a dark corner, and began to climb up as fast as he could, his sweaty hands sliding along the edge of the ledge. He got inside the witch's hunchback, tapped it with his wand, stuck his head out, and the whole thing came out, and the hunchback closed again. Harry had just jumped out from behind the statue when he heard footsteps approaching quickly.

It's Snape. He walked quickly towards Harry, his black robes flapping, before stopping in front of him. "That's right," he said. There was an uncontrollable look of triumph on his face. Harry tried his best to look innocent, but he knew in his heart that his face was covered with sweat and his hands were still muddy, so he quickly hid them in his pockets. "Come with me, Potter," Snape said. Harry followed him downstairs, trying to wipe his hands under his robes without Snape noticing.

They walked down the stairs to the keep, and into Snape's office. "Sit," Snape said. Harry sat down. However, Snape was still standing.

"Mr. Malfoy came to see me just now and told a bizarre story, Potter," Snape said.

Harry didn't say anything.

"He told me that he was standing there talking to Weasley and the ten hunk fell on the back of his head. How do you think that happened?"

Harry tried to look slightly surprised.

"I don't know, Professor."

Snape looked intently into Harry's eyes. It's almost like trying to stare a hippogriff back. Harry tried not to blink.

"Mr. Malfoy then saw a particular ghost appear. Can you imagine what that is, Potter?"

"No," said Harry, now trying to sound innocently curious.

"That's your head, Potter. Floating in mid-air." There was a long silence.

"Maybe he'd better go find Madam Pomfrey," Harry said, "if he sees such a vision.

"What is your head doing in Hogsmeade, Potter?" Snape asked in a low voice. "Your head is not allowed to go to Hogsmeade. No part of your body is allowed to go to Hogsmeade."

"I know," Harry said, trying not to look guilty or frightened on his face, "sounds like Malfoy's seeing hallucinations..."

"Malfoy doesn't see visions," growled Snape, bending over and placing his hands on the arm of Harry's chair so that their faces were only a foot apart. "If your head is in Hogsmeade, so is the rest of your body.

"I've been in Gryffindor House," Harry said, "and the head and the body are—" "Can anyone prove it?"

Harry didn't say anything.

Snape's thin lips twisted into a horrible smile. "That's right," he said, standing up straight again.

"Everyone from the Minister of Magic down has been working hard to keep Famous Harry Potter safe from Sirius Black. But Famous Harry Potter is the law. Let ordinary people worry about his safety. What did Famous Harry Potter think Just go there, without thinking about the consequences."

Harry remained silent. Snape was prodding him to tell the truth. He didn't want to say it. Snape had no proof, not yet.

"How do you look so much like your father, Potter," said Snape suddenly, eyes ablaze, "he, too, was extremely arrogant. Even a little talent on the Quidditch pitch made him think he was superior. And friends, Worshipers strutting everywhere.. You two look horribly alike.

"My dad didn't strut," Harry said, before it was too late to shut up. "Neither did I."

"Your dad doesn't follow the rules very much either," Snape continued, leaning forward, malice on his thin face. "Rules are for lesser people to follow, not for people who win the Quidditch Cup. He's got a bloated head."

"Shut up!" Harry stood up suddenly. He hadn't been this angry since his last night at Uncle Vernon's. He didn't care that Snape's face was hardened, his small black eyes flashing dangerously.

"What did you just say to me, Potter?"

"I told you to shut up and don't talk about my dad!" Harry yelled wildly. "I know the truth, don't I? He saved your life! Dumbledore told me! If it wasn't for my dad, you wouldn't be here at all!"

Snape's yellow skin had turned the color of bad milk. "Did the headmaster tell you the background of your dad's saving my life?" he whispered, "or did he think the details were too unpleasant for precious Potter's ears?" Harry bit his lip. He didn't know what had happened and didn't want to admit it, but Snape seemed to read his mind.

"I don't want you to leave with false ideas about your father, Potter," he said, a horrible smile twisting his face. "Have you ever imagined some action in heroic deeds? Let me correct you, your saintly papa and his friends made a very funny joke on me, if your papa hadn't gotten cold feet at the last moment, I'd die. There's nothing brave about what he did. He saved himself and I. If their joke works, Hogwarts will expel him."

Snape's crooked teeth were showing. "Turn your pockets inside out, Potter!" he yelled suddenly.

Harry didn't move. There was a roar in his ears.

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"Turn out your pockets, or we'll go straight to the Headmaster! Turn them out, Potter!"

Chilling from fear, Harry slowly took out the bag of various gadgets he bought at Zuko's shop and the Marauder's Map. Snape picked up Zoko's bag.

"Ronald gave it to me," Harry said, praying to himself that he would have the chance to inform Ronald before Snape saw him. "He bought it in Hogsmeade last time."

"Really? You've been carrying around since then? It's touching, what's that?"

Meanwhile in Hogsmeade, Ronald stared stubbornly at Hermione and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"If Malfoy tells others that Harry was fired, you are an accomplice." Hermione said to Ronald word by word.

Ronald's face turned pale immediately, and he looked at Richard with pleading eyes.

Richard had goosebumps, and quickly said, "Don't worry, even if Harry is fired, he can still come to my house, it just so happens that I don't have a horseman in my house, so he is quite suitable.

"Hmph," Hermione snorted coldly, "Harry's wand will definitely be broken if he is fired. A wizard without a wand will not be able to let go of his horse."

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"That's all right, you can just let him put a horse."

Hearing Richard's words, Hermione gave him a sly look, forced a smile back, and continued.

"Now we can only hope that Malfoy didn't tell others, or that Harry made it through himself."

Afterwards, they were not in the mood to continue shopping, and rushed back to Hogwarts Castle. On the way back, Hermione and Ronald formed a stark contrast, one triumphant, the other devastated.

Back in the castle's vestibule, Richard asked Ronald to see how Harry was doing.

After Ronald left, Richard asked Hermione curiously, "Aren't you worried about Harry?"

"Worried, but not too worried," Hermione said.

"Oh, why is that?"

"Remember what you said to me in the second grade? Before Voldemort was completely wiped out, the whole Ministry of Magic would tolerate Harry whatever he did. At that time, he and Ronald drove to school. Violating the Wizarding Secrecy Act, it's all right, this time I just went to Hogsmeade once, even if he was caught on the spot, he will be fine." Hermione complimented me with a quick look looked at Richard with a blank expression.

"You're so clever, you're indeed our Miss Knowing Things." Richard pampered Hermione's head.

After speaking, the two went to the Gryffindor common room together.

When they came to the gate guarded by the fat lady, Harry happened to be back.

After the three went in together, they saw Ronald pacing back and forth in the common room.

"Harry, how's it going?" Seeing Harry coming back, he immediately ran over and asked anxiously.

"It's all right!" "It's all right?"

"Yes, I concealed it." Harry said proudly.

"Tell me quickly," Hermione said hastily.

"Just as I was coming out of the secret passage, I met Snape. It turned out that Malfoy had returned and told him"

Hearing what Harry said, Ronald was immediately frightened into a cold sweat. .