Chapter 34 Do you know Snape?

Compared to the joy of the other little wizards, Hermione was reluctant to say goodbye to Harry.

Papers, notes…

There is a huge gap between myself and Harry, the number one person in the year.

There are still many things I still don’t understand.

After the separation, she had to study these things by herself in a daze. No one could remind her at the critical moment, which was very aggrieved.

However, in the last two or three days, she had not been able to calm down and read a book, and Hermione became the busiest person in Gryffindor.

Every first-year little lion told Hermione that they would definitely send her a letter during the summer vacation, and begged her to reply.

even…

Some little badgers heard the news from nowhere and came to the door.

Hermione spat hard in her mind.

I drank fifteen bottles of vodka in one night.

Oh no……

Some magical materials found only in the Forbidden Forest, half a bottle of vodka, papers, books, and even half an uneaten waffle.

Especially the group of students from fourth grade onwards.

Oh, she saw through it.

"I won't drink any of the weird stuff you freaks make!"

The car started slowly.

Harry narrowed his eyes and looked at Dumbledore - he was cheerful, waving his hands, putting a big hat on himself, and promoting his reputation, which was a bit exaggerated.

"Even if you ask us, you have to use your brain." Fred patted Ron on the shoulder, "And Percy is even less human than Miss Granger."

Harry hasn't answered yet.

He lowered his head and muttered: "I still have brother, and Percy..."

"but--"

Mrs. Weasley happily agreed.

His words made Fenon feel even worse, and he honked the horn: "Awesome, for one month every year, I have to have a freak living in my house."

Ron, who looked like a pendant, was actually able to get fifth place in his grade.

"He would only say..."

The House Cup no longer belongs to Slytherin, but to Gryffindor.

But not many people noticed Dumbledore's little thoughts.

It's been seven years.

"Aunt Petunia." Harry walked in dragging his luggage - what he hated most was the rule that little wizards were not allowed to use magic outside of school.

Fenon breathed a sigh of relief. His vision went dark and then quickly regained sight. He started the car again and gritted his teeth: "No need!"

Harry said nothing more and just returned home quietly.

"For this, I would like to add fifty points to our brave little lion king!"

"First place Gryffindor, 491 points."

The school year is over.

"I am a hat!"

Harry takes on all the little lions by himself.

"Harry Potter——"

Harry didn't force it. This summer vacation, he would go with Professor Flitwick to meet the master blacksmith.

"Ronnie, you have to write it yourself. Look at Granger and Potter, how good they are." Fred prolonged his tone, pretending.

The magical aura strengthened them.

Harry said goodbye to them.

In an instant, he imagined countless scenarios in his mind.

Snape didn't like it either. He stared at Dumbledore fiercely and even held his wand.

"Potter!"

Dumbledore was the last one to arrive. When he sat down, the auditorium gradually became quiet. The Weasley brothers, who had always been the most troublesome, closed their mouths and looked at Dumbledore expectantly.

Ron stiffened.

"Gryffindor performed very well." Dumbledore laughed, "I almost forgot the last time Gryffindor won the House Cup."

Professor McGonagall's face heated up as she smiled.

The train blew its whistle and returned to London at dark. At the train station, Hermione burst into tears and held Harry's hand: "You must write to me during the summer vacation!"

"If you hadn't asked me to borrow my homework, I would have been very happy." Hermione said expressionlessly.

George echoed: "He never lends his homework to others to copy."

"He made up for the mistakes that I, an old man, made due to my negligence. From Professor Quirrell, oh... maybe I shouldn't call him professor."

In the third year of Hufflepuff, Cedric was born, and he was excellent, just like Harry was to the first year, outstanding.

He is indeed excellent.

Quirrell's defense against the dark arts was indeed very poor, but the fourth-year students had all seen Quirrell in his normal state - he was the Muggle Studies professor at Hogwarts before.

The atmosphere in the auditorium was lively, but the Slytherin table seemed a little deserted. The hall was decorated with Gryffindor's red and gold colors, and behind the teacher's chair, there was a huge banner with a vivid lion showing its teeth and claws.

Harry took his mysterious little wooden stick and with a slight wave, the knife cut off a piece of his flesh...

"Third place Ravenclaw, 426 points."

All of them are greedy for their own homework.

"I thought you wouldn't come back." Fenon was obviously in a bad mood. He took Harry's luggage and stuffed it roughly into the trunk, "You said that in your Christmas letter!"

Ron looked excited: "Hermione, I will definitely write it for you."

Crunch——

After leaving the train station, I saw the plump figure of Uncle Vernon.

"I guess you don't like to listen to an old man like me, so let's just start the Academy Cup award ceremony!"

"Second Slytherin, 472 points."

He had to return the Sorting Hat to Dumbledore, and before that, he had to take out the things in the hat.

They were surprised.

"I protected the Magic Stone from the dark wizard Quirrell and successfully defeated him."

He also gave Mrs. Weasley a warm hug and made a request that next year's sweater could be red and gold. He didn't like green very much.

"I really hope the neighbors don't think my house is a haunted house."

Harry suddenly said: "Uncle Vernon, would you like to lose some fat on your body?"

Wood contributed all his vodka - only then did he realize that two bottles were missing from his inventory, and he was so angry that he grabbed the Weasley brothers and gave them a good beating.

"Do you know Snape?" Harry asked eagerly before he entered the door, "Severus Snape."

The little lions didn't think it was exaggerated. They liked Dumbledore's words very much. Under the leadership of the Weasley brothers, they pounded the table and shouted: "Potter!"

Harry made an appointment with Professor Flitwick to pick him up on the third Monday of July.

Percy came from behind and kicked Fred to the ground: "When you are talking bad about others, you'd better pay attention to whether that person is around you."

even…

"Can I take the Sword of Gryffindor?" Harry looked at it and made a request.

I heard that Potter is very good, but...to this extent?

The Sorting Hat nodded: "I don't have one! It's just that I can't hit people, I'm just a hat."

Dudley was obviously more courageous than his parents, and he curiously looked at this cousin whom he hadn't seen for a long time and who had left a deep impression on him.

After seven years of being "ruled" by Slytherin, is it now Gryffindor's turn?

Looking back towards the castle.

Even if he becomes crazy and abnormal now, his strength is there.

"Another school year has passed." Dumbledore stood up and said with emotion, "It is so gratifying to see you all growing up lively."

Hufflepuff looked at Harry with some envy, but soon their eyes fell on a young wizard with brown hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes sitting on the headmaster's desk.
To be continued...