Harry Potter Morning Light

Dumbledore once said that words are an inexhaustible source of magic that can heal wounds and heal wounds, and he has always been proud of his ability to speak well.

But now Harry feels that words can not only heal harm, but also cause harm, especially when words are blurted out in anger, even if you don't think so in your heart, as long as it can hurt the other party, you will say it, and realize that the words hurt others It's too late to regret later.

When Harry disarmed Ron's wand, he realized immediately that he had done what his father James had done to Severus in fifth year.

His father had plotted against Snape, and in the shadow of a beech tree, James looked at Snape like a hound at a rabbit.

Lily came to rescue Snape, and his dad actually told her that dating him would never bully a snot again, never point a wand at an old slug again.

James was indeed playing the role of a bad guy at that time, and Harry didn't know whether what he had just done was the same in Hermione's eyes. He felt that the scene that happened in the boys' bathroom on the seventh floor in the sixth grade was repeated I found out, but Ron didn't fall in a pool of blood like Draco Malfoy.

"What are you doing, Harry!" Hermione cast a Shock Absorbing Charm just as Ron was about to fall to the ground, and he fell to the ground unharmed.

Ron looked at him without saying a word.

"We can't use Fiercefire in the forest." Harry let Buckbeak fall to the ground "Professor Graplan told us that there are many wandwoods in this forest and there are Bowtruckles on the trees. Once they are provoked Will gouge our eyes out."

"Shit," Ron cursed under his breath, picking up his wand.

"No...Harry was right, Ron," said Hermione, "Dumbledore wrote in the book that every wandmaker puts a protective spell on trees, and if we hurt those trees it would cause surprises." curse."

"Whose wife are you anyway?" Ron interrupted. "Why do you always take sides with him?"

"I'm not taking sides, I'm just discussing the facts."

"Whatever you want." Ron walked over and took the broom from Hermione's hand. "I'm going to find my dad."

"Take the girl's broom? You're amazing," Harry said bitterly. "Why didn't you tell everyone you couldn't Apparate?"

"I don't need to report everything to you," said Ron sullenly.

"That's why you left the Auror office, isn't it? You can't accept being my subordinate."

"No!" Ron yelled. "My family needs me. You don't have a family. You don't understand the pain of losing a family."

"Of course I have family!" Harry stood up like a porcupine.

"You did, your parents and godfather, but they are all dead, your only family is Ginny, she is my sister, have you ever wondered what will happen to her after my father's accident?"

"Enough, Ron!" Hermione said in a deep voice, "Now is not the time to talk about that."

"Then what do you think we should do now?" Ron's eyes went back and forth between Hermione and Harry, "I said I used the Fiercefire Curse to get rid of the spider, but you said it couldn't be used, so what's your clever solution?"

Mossag kept thrashing about in the swamp, and she let out a sharp cry, making people even more anxious.

"Sometimes you are really too indecisive." Ron pursed his lips, deliberately not looking at Harry. "The kindness of a woman cannot rule the world."

"Is that what you thought or did you hear it?" said Harry grimly.

"I thought so, and others said so." Ron looked at Harry warily as if he was about to pounce on him, "Did you see those dementors just now? There are so many of them, let them stay in the North Sea How nice to be a guard of Azkaban."

"So you don't agree with Kingsley's policy either, do you?"

"You support Kingsley because of Sirius, right? Because he was imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve years, surrounded by dementors, how pathetic." Ron said sarcastically, "Why don't you become a magician?" What about the Minister, Harry? There were a lot of people expecting you to be in that position."

"I'm not that stuff, you know that!"

"Then who are you? Are you the one who gives orders to me?"

"You're being vexatious," said Harry impatiently.

"So you think I look like a woman." Ron yelled as if he heard the fallacy. "Your eyes are just like your mother..."

"Shut up! Ron Weasley!" Hermione snarled angrily. "Your mother is also a woman. Do you think she would be happy if she heard what you said?"

Ron and Harry looked at each other viciously, looking like enemies.

"Keep arguing if you want to." Hermione tossed her fluffy hair. "I'm going to see Mossag."

After she finished speaking, she ignored the two and walked towards the swamp.

Ron glared at Harry for a moment and then followed Hermione, leaving Harry standing alone.

Buckbeak walked over at this moment and gave Harry a big headbutt.

There are many women who like Sirius. In Snape's memory, even when Sirius stood up, several girls would be nervous.

He always looked so elegant, even if he didn't maintain aristocratic etiquette like Snape at all times, he looked very aristocratic, but he had always remained single, and Sirius had no other family except Harry.

With Sirius around, Harry Potter, the savior of the world, would not be so lonely. He could understand Harry's desire to be useful, because Sirius also wanted to be useful.

But in the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius is at the bottom. He was abandoned in Azkaban for 12 years, and he should not have appeared in the battle of the Ministry of Magic.

At that time, the two of them were facing Lucius Malfoy who had also abandoned his skills. Without strict application and practice, they could not improve. The chief of the Order of the Phoenix was Alastor Moody, and the second was Snape. In the decisive battle in the auditorium, he was alone against Professor McGonagall and Professor Felix. He was no longer the snot-nosed man who was teased by someone hanging upside down.

If I could learn a thing or two from Snape...

The thought flashed through Harry's mind.

He thought so when dealing with the Chamber of Secrets incident, Snape was much more reliable than Lockhart, he could do things right, no wonder Albus Dumbledore trusted him so much.

The director of the Auror office, both Stringer and Calvin have very sharp eyes, and you can feel that kind of intimidation when you look at them, and Harry's eyes are almond-shaped and surprisingly green , Lockhart's eyes are blue cornflower color, very pleasing to women. Now Harry Potter is a 24-year-old adult male and the father of a child. His eyes are too soft to make him look majestic.

Harry's father died when he was very young, there are many male role models around him, Lupine, Dumbledore, Moody, Snape, Arthur, he learned something from them, But he will never learn from Lockhart, but Lockhart is a member of the Anti-Dark Arts League, and he also hopes that Muggles and wizards can coexist peacefully.

Now Harry Potter is the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts. Although he is acting as a substitute, it is his and the other dean's responsibility to deal with dark creatures. He will never pack his bags when he encounters danger like Lockhart. run away.

Although there are many dementors, as long as there are more wizards who can summon gods to protect them, they will not pose a threat like Cornish goblins.

She was right, the headmaster of Hufflepuff had pointed him to a path, not as risky as on the werewolf front, but equally important.

When Umbridge was teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts at school, she used the newly edited textbooks, and even planned to delete the application courses. Students only need to know the theory. Wands are not allowed to be used in her courses. It is because of this that he established DA and learned the real Defense Against the Dark Arts.

He led Buckbeak to the edge of the swamp. The spider the size of a mammoth was rolling in the mud, looking extremely embarrassed, and the aquatic plants in the swamp were overwhelmed by it.

"Why is there a swamp here?" Harry asked.

"Perhaps the professors moved it here from the castle," said Hermione, grinning cheerfully. "The Weasleys' Portable Swamp."

"Shut up," Ron moaned listlessly.

"Your salesmanship is really bad, Ron," Hermione told him. "George says he doesn't need your help at all."

Ron glanced at Harry, who happened to be looking at him at the moment, and they both turned their eyes to Mossag.

"They're there!" Neville's voice came from mid-air, and he, Hannah, and Lavender came riding a Thestral.

"Maybe we can poison her." Ron said, looking at the three of them. "I wish they had bug spray."