Harry Potter and the Burnt Badger

Professor Dumbledore laughed dumbly. He shook his head and pointed in the direction of the teahouse. "Look, Harry and the others passed by again. I have been paying attention here for a few days, and the five little guys are running there every day." .”

"Of course, they have a very good relationship with Hagrid. Besides, Harry, Ron, and Hesper are just like my roommates, they all have a hard time staying idle." Moon also stared at The figures of the five people had smiling eyes.

"You know my expectations for Harry, and you also know that I intend to let them undergo some training and hardships. I originally thought you would keep your younger brothers and sisters away from Harry." The old man asked with interest: "Don't you Aren't you afraid that they will be harmed? Although there are me, professors, and even your protection in the school. But as you said, Harry is a restless person. In the future, they may still encounter More."

"I have no intention of interfering in their lives. As an elder brother, I just need to be careful not to let them go astray and protect them at the appropriate time." Moon rubbed his stiff neck. "As for who to be friends with, It is their own choice to live a life of turmoil or peace.”

"A very enlightened idea." Professor Dumbledore said as he took out a letter from the inner pocket of his dark purple robe covered with silver thread and waved it in front of Moon. "Just as you As I thought before, Slughorn couldn't help but write to me."

Moon lowered his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I thought he would endure it for a while longer. Only after a few months, when he couldn't bear the pain anymore, would he tell you the truth about that year."

"Ha, Moon, not only that, Slughorn also gave me a little surprise -" Professor Dumbledore opened the envelope, took out the exquisite, beautiful and expensive high-end letter paper inside, and then I remembered two lines from it.

"I can tell you the truth about that year, but you must promise me two things, Albus. First, I will return to Hogwarts and resume my position as Potions Professor. Of course, you You can leave the Headmaster to Snape."

"And... secondly, you have to persuade Moon Fox to let him choose to continue studying Potions after next year's OWLs. Well, and Harry Potter after that, if I can still If you teach for so long.”

After reading the content of the letter, Professor Dumbledore put away the letter again, and then patted Moon on the shoulder, "What do you think, Moon, do you want to think about it? If Slughorn comes back, not only will he It's a helping hand, and maybe he can help in other ways. Of course, this probably doesn't include fighting against Voldemort. Slughorn has always lacked this kind of courage. Unless something major happens, otherwise he will It’s basically impossible to join the war.”

"This is not a condition for me at all. After all, I originally planned to study Potions. But, where is Harry?"

"Don't worry, not long after Harry's birthday, Sirius told me that Harry made a wish to become an Auror in the future." The old man crossed his hands and fiddled with his fingers habitually. Potions is almost a must-choice for him. Besides, I think that after Severus no longer teaches Potions, he should be able to pass future OWLs smoothly. After all, Harry is not stupid, it’s just that Severus treats him badly. It’s too harsh.”

Moon nodded slightly, "In that case, just promise him."

He did not ask the old man how he planned to arrange Professor Snape's position, because there was no doubt that the old man had already made an intention in his heart.

"By the way, Fox has already reached nirvana." The old man took Moon away from the window and slowly walked along the deserted corridor. "I wanted to ask you to come and have a look, but Fox didn't agree. Although I don't understand her Specific thoughts, but I think she probably doesn’t want you to see her ugly appearance before Nirvana. Well, Fox has always been a little concerned about this matter."

"Ah, this..." Moon scratched his head, "Well, that's indeed a pity. I'm still very interested in taking a look."

"And that pipe of yours, remember?"

"Remember, I thought you weren't going to pay me back." Moon teased the old man casually, "I'm already ready to give up."

Professor Dumbledore glanced at Moon helplessly, "It's just that I'm too busy this semester, so the progress of the research is a bit slow. However, the pipe is indeed a bit strange. I found that not only is it not affected by any magic, but also It also seems to have a strange ability to find people. As long as the pipe is lit, the smoke coming out of it will flow in one direction."

"During my first experiment, the smoke led me to Filius. Coincidentally, I happened to have something to talk to Filius at that time; as for the second time, which was two days ago, The smoke led me back to the Hufflepuff common room, I guess because I wanted to talk to you about Slughorn's letter. And last night, I lit my pipe for the third time and thought I tried to see if I could find the whereabouts of Voldemort, but the smoke returned to normal, I think it was probably because it was too far away."

"You told me that this pipe was found in a dungeon, which kind of amused me."

"Interesting?" Moon looked at the old man in confusion, and saw that the old man took out the pipe, and then took out the wand and tapped it. The next moment, the pipe suddenly separated automatically and became two halves.

Moon naturally did not think that the old man just wanted to break the pipe, so he immediately looked at the cross section of the pipe. Sure enough, he saw a very beautifully written name there: Scott Norton.

"I always say that there are too many secrets in Hogwarts that are not known, Moon. This is not an empty talk." The old man knocked on the pipe again and let it recover. "Just like this pipe of yours, There are many things hidden in different corners of Hogwarts that even I don’t know about.”

"Scott Norton is a principal in the history of Hogwarts, but when he was in office, it was still hundreds of years ago. And this pipe is his favorite work. In addition to isolating Principal Norton's own creation In addition to specifically dismantling spells other than spells and using smoke to assist in finding people, the smoke itself burned through this pipe also has the function of calming people down." [Note 1]

"Of course, although it was once Scott Norton's personal property, now it is yours."

With that said, the old man gently put the pipe into Moon's hand.

Chapter 1 Twilight of Malfoy

In the last Care of Magical Creatures class before Easter, Professor Kettleburn took them to review salamanders.

Originally, this was just a lesson on protecting magical creatures that was no different from usual, but Fred and George didn't know what was wrong.From the beginning of class, he has been muttering about wanting to see what kind of sparks can be produced by the collision between Liba fireworks and salamanders.

Of course, the two of them would never be stupid enough to conduct their "great" experiment directly in class.

The two finally agreed upon the decision to wait until get out of class was over.

However, Moon, who had already seen everything (and accidentally heard it), would not let them succeed. So, with 2 minutes left before the end of class, when Fred and George were about to make a move, Moon quietly Coming up behind them both "Hey gentlemen, how's your research going?"

Such a question suddenly came from behind, and both Fred and George were startled. Although they were reluctant to let go of the salamander in front of them and the wonderful and genius experimental idea, it was obvious that they still answered Mu after all. The question of en is more important.

After all, this is the current investor of the two brothers.

Well, the most important thing is - besides, they don't think Munn would be willing to sit back and watch them do something like this.

Impossible.

In this way, Moon kept the two of them chatting until the end of get out of class, and even after several more minutes, he finally let the two of them leave.By this time, Professor Kettleburn had already collected all the salamanders.

The April spring breeze blows by, unconsciously and vaguely, blowing away the next few days bit by bit. Amidst the joy of the little wizards, the Easter holiday quietly along with the weekend arrival.

On April 4, after bidding farewell to Violet and others as well as many of his friends at the station, Moon breathed a sigh of relief and picked up his satchel.

When they came all the way here, they were still a large group of people, but now, he was the only one left here.

Cedric, Gal and Arlin were all going home, and Violet was also called back by his mother, who said she was going to be taken to her father's friend's house as a guest.

Naturally, there was no need to say more about the rest of the people. Sirius planned to take Harry out for a walk and relax before the final exams. The Weasley family even went home for the holidays together. Bert, who often stayed in school in the past years, was I had just transformed on Tuesday, so I was able to go home for the holidays easily.As for Hesper and Quaid, Moon has not gone back. How can they still stay in Hogwarts? In that case, the elders in the family will not be able to see any of the three of them. .

Moon stood there for a while, wondering whether he should wait for Hagrid to come back or return to the castle directly.

Two minutes later, he made the decision to return directly to the castle.

There are two main reasons why I didn’t go back to Shafiq Manor for Easter this year:

The first is because, after the Easter vacation, he has two interviews to accept. Compared to being interviewed at home, he still hopes that the location of the interview can be at Hogwarts. In this way, at least People at home can be free from interruptions.

The second thing is that Professor Dumbledore plans to take advantage of this Easter holiday to teach him two difficult spells. If he stays at school, it will be easier to learn.

For these two reasons, he chose to spend his last holiday before the end of term at Hogwarts.

There were not many young wizards like him who chose to stay at Hogwarts for Easter. On the contrary, there were even fewer this year than in previous years.But to Moon's surprise, as soon as he reached the gate of the castle, he saw Draco Malfoy standing alone outside the school auditorium for no apparent reason, wondering what he was thinking.

If it had been another little wizard, Moon might have gone up and asked a few questions, but Malfoy... obviously this was not very appropriate.

It's not that Moon hates Malfoy so much that he doesn't even want to say a word to him - to be fair, after the atmosphere at Hogwarts improved, Malfoy here didn't do as much as in the original book. Lots of annoying things.

Although it's still annoying, it's more than a little less annoying.

The key problem is that Moon is almost the person directly responsible for causing his father, Lucius Malfoy, to be investigated and get into trouble, and Malfoy himself knows this - at least he knows very well that it is Moon Help the Bones family figure out who the diary belongs to.

Therefore, there is a high probability that Moon going up to chat will not send any friendly signal. Instead, in the eyes of little Malfoy, it may be a kind of "showing off one's strength."

However, when Moon walked by, Malfoy took the initiative to speak - of course, his words were mixed with a lot of resentment.

"Why, the famous Moon Fox didn't come home for Easter?"

Moon paused, turned around and looked at Malfoy, "What, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little surprised." Seeing Munn turning to him, Malfoy's expression became more perverse. "I thought the rising star of the Shafiq family would return home and follow him. Mom and dad spent Easter together - oh, I almost forgot, you didn't - "

"Bang--" Before Malfoy's last words came out of his throat, Moon had already used the defiance of gravity technique to throw them directly at the closed door of the auditorium.

At the same time, Moon's wand was already pressed against Malfoy's chest.

"If your tutor is not good enough to teach you how to speak properly, I can make you never speak a word from now on, Malfoy."

Moon did not show anger, but his calm expression alone was enough to make Malfoy start to tremble all over, and his eyes were filled with fear and panic.

But the next moment, under Malfoy's gaze, Moon slowly put away his wand.

Before he could figure out what Moon was planning to do, a slap had already been slapped on his face.

"Snapped--"

The left side of Malfoy's face immediately turned red and began to swell slightly.His face was already a little pale, but now that he had been slapped, the red and swollen color was extremely conspicuous for a while.

"Next time if I hear something I shouldn't say and you spit it out of your mouth, you will never open your mouth again."

Moon took a half step back, loosened Malfoy's collar, and at the same time released the gravity-defying spell.Malfoy, who suddenly lost control, fell back to the ground. His feet were unsteady, and he almost fell down.

When he looked at Moon again, Moon had already reached the stairs.

Somehow, maybe he was sure that Munn would at least not kill him, or maybe he felt that his current situation was worse than a broken jar. Of course, the greater possibility was that he was just overwhelmed by various complicated emotions for a while. Lost my mind.In short, Malfoy refused to escape neatly, but shouted: "You think you have caught my father?! Do you think you can bring down my father?! Let me tell you, Moon Fox! I Dad will be fine! Absolutely!"

This time, Moon's footsteps didn't even stop, and he disappeared around the corner of the stairs going down.

Malfoy covered the left side of his face, gasping for air, and then finally regained some sense and fell to the ground.

He swallowed his saliva and quickly looked to both sides to confirm that no one had seen the scene just now.

Even Malfoy himself didn't know how he had the courage to shout at Moon after being slapped.In the past, he would have run away in despair.

But soon he thought sadly - his father's matter had been delayed for a long time, and his mother didn't even let him go home for Easter this time.

What this means is self-evident.

No one can save his father. This time, even if his father is not sent to Azkaban, the Malfoy family is destined to be unable to remain as it is now.

When he thought of this, Malfoy couldn't wait to rush up to Moon and yell a few words.

So what?Malfoy absolutely did not believe that Moon Fawkes would do anything outrageous to him here, in Hogwarts. He even suspected that Moon Fawkes had just put away his wand because he did not dare to cast a curse on him.

He spat bitterly, covered his left cheek which was still burning with pain, gritted his teeth and walked downwards as well. When he passed the corner, he didn't forget to peek his head in advance to see if Munn was waiting in front.

And far, far outside Hogwarts, just as he guessed, his mother, Narcissa Malfoy, was running around for her husband.

But the more she ran, the more desperate she became, and the more she felt that she couldn't see any possibility.

Most of the wizards in the Wizengamot were unwilling to even meet her, including those who had received their gold galleons.Only some of the wizards who were still controlled by her and her husband were willing to show their faces, but in comparison, this number was really not enough.

Since the fall of Voldemort, there has never been a time when Narcissa Malfoy looked forward to Voldemort's return as she did today.

Perhaps her husband's fate had been doomed since the Ministry of Magic changed its mind, Fudge abdicated, and Bones officially came to power.Perhaps, when her husband decided to attack the Bones family, she should have tried harder to talk him out of it.

But now, it's too late to say anything.

Narcissa Malfoy took a deep breath, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then walked into the cramped alley in front of her with her head held high. The stench of the outside world did not even affect her at all.

This is the last person she can visit now. She doesn't know if she can still trust this person, but even if there is a little hope, she must try.

With this belief, she slowly knocked on the door in front of her.

Chapter 1 Narcissa’s Request

"You're here." Severus Snape opened the door. The expression on his face didn't seem to waver at all, and he just slowly made way for the door.

Narcissa nodded with a complicated expression. At this moment, she felt a little unspeakable uneasiness in her heart.However, in order to be able to talk to the "unidentified" Snape on an equal footing in the future, and to maintain her image during this period, she tried her best to suppress this anxiety in her heart, and stepped forward as steadily as possible. Step by step, we walked into the house located at the end of Spider End Lane.

"You should know...you shouldn't come here, especially here." Snape closed the door and led Narcissa into the living room.

This place feels like a dark, soft-walled cell, with an indescribable sense of oppression that makes people unable to help but feel as if they are being restrained.The surrounding walls were lined with books, most of which had old black or brown leather covers.But instead of adding any sense of scholarship or elegance, these books made the room look even weirder.

Narcissa did not answer quickly, but the hand she was holding on to the beaded bag had already squeezed the entire bag out of shape.

Snape didn't seem to notice this. After arriving in the living room, he continued to walk forward until he came to a lamp with a candle.

It was a lamp hanging from the ceiling. It had probably been used for a long time, and the lampshade was difficult to clean completely. No matter how hard the candle inside was, it could only cast a dim halo of light.In this circle of light, a worn and fluffy sofa, an old armchair and a rickety table were all piled together.There is no doubt that that is probably the only thing Snape usually uses, and it is also the only place he stays.

No matter who sees it, this place is filled with a desolate and desolate atmosphere - just like its current owner.

With Snape snapping his fingers, a bottle of elf wine floated up from the rickety table, and some blood-red wine was poured into a clean glass.

It wasn't until the glass filled with wine flew in front of Narcissa Malfoy that this woman with exquisite makeup and well-dressed clothes who was incompatible with this house finally spoke for the first time.

"Thank you."

Snape sat back in the armchair, resting one hand on the side of his face and snapping his fingers again with the other.

A flame suddenly lit up in the fireplace, and a wooden chair piled in the corner was dragged from the floor to behind Narcissa.

"sit."

Narcissa took a sip of the wine, which made her dark red lips look even redder.

"I know I shouldn't be here." But Narcissa did not sit down. Instead, she stared at Snape's obscure face hidden in the shadows and said in a deep voice: "But I have to try, you know. Yes, Lucius, he—"

Even after Narcissa mentioned Lucius Malfoy, Snape still did not give any facial reaction. He even directly interrupted Narcissa and said, "I can't help him with anything."

The light in Narcissa's eyes suddenly dimmed a bit again.

"I thought you could at least put in a good word with Dumbledore. After all, you are him -"

This time, Snape finally showed some expression on his face: boredom, impatience, and a hint of ridicule.

"Don't test me, Narcissa. I have always been the most loyal servant of the Dark Lord, and I have always believed that he will return one day. Not everyone is as stupid as Lucius... When the Demon King disrespected the items handed to him by his own hands, you, and him, should have thought that today would end."

Those emotions only stayed on Snape's face for a moment before being hidden again, but they still made Narcissa feel more stressed - not only about wanting to pay homage to Snape today, but also about what she was about to do. things to do.

"Perhaps, you should realize that it is better to be punished by the Ministry of Magic than to be punished by the Dark Lord himself." Snape said in a low voice, "Think about it, when the Dark Lord returns, if Lucius escapes What will be waiting for him in this punishment?"

"Besides, he deserves all this."

Narcissa Malfoy knew very well that Snape was right.

All right.

So after a moment of silence, she returned to her original position and sat back on the chair weakly.