Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way

After watching Harry leave, Professor Snape shook his head, and then came to the Basilisk.

Professors Sprout and Flitwick are dissecting the basilisk to extract material that requires special preservation.

Seeing Professor Snape approaching, Professor Flitwick smiled and said, Have you calmed down Harry?

She doesn't need me to comfort her, she's much better than most of the students! Professor Snape muttered in a low voice.

Yeah, it's Lily's child after all. Professor Sprout also teased.

Three of the four deans have taught the students of Professor Snape's class, and they are all senior professors.

So the deans had also heard about Snape's student days.

Professor Snape's poker face instantly collapsed, pretending not to hear Professor Sprout's words, but changed the subject:

According to Albus, these materials should be used by Harley, after all, they are her own spoils.

But as the potions professor, I'll save it for her for the time being.

The other deans didn't have the slightest objection to this. After all, everyone didn't have any need for the materials on the basilisk.

I don't know how Harley did it. Professor Flitwick didn't watch the previous shocking blockbuster, so he sighed,

But this kid should be very talented in fighting.

It seems that I can invite Harley to duel training, and then take her to participate in the International Wizarding Duel Competition, continuing my glory back then.

That can't take my time, Professor Snape's tone suddenly became tense,

Hogwarts hasn't won the Potions Championship for a long time, she should pay attention to this competition first!

What are you afraid of? Professor Flitwick sealed a bottle filled with basilisk blood with a spell, and said casually,

The tournament started this summer, and the International Wizards Duel Competition didn't start until the summer of her fourth grade!

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Harry didn't know what the professors were talking about.

After using her invisibility ability to find her way back to the Gryffindor common room, Harry avoided the dense crowd of students in the common room and returned to her dormitory.

The bedroom was empty, but Harry didn't care.

After a simple wash, she lay directly on the bed.

It stands to reason that Harley should have a battle review or something. But after fighting for so long, Harry was already feeling very tired.

Anyway, Professor Dumbledore still has to talk to himself, so let him do the recalculation for himself by the way.

Harry slept until after eight o'clock in the evening before waking up.

When she opened her eyes, Harry was startled.

What the hell, she pulled the curtains on the bed before going to bed. But what is this brown thing in the form of a mythical creature in front of him that looks like a crafty mage?

Harry patted his head hard before realizing that Hermione's hair was on top of him.

At this moment, the little witch stared at Harry fiercely with resentment on her face: Harry, you actually did such a dangerous thing alone!

Huh? What happened? I'm not, I'm not, don't talk nonsense! Harry responded subconsciously.

You still want to quibble? Professor McGonagall has told us everything, and now everyone in the school knows that you alone killed the basilisk and defeated the dark wizard Lockhart!

Hermione said angrily, her small eyes stared at Harry vigorously,

You actually ran off to do such a dangerous thing alone! I said why I couldn't find you after returning to the dormitory!

Do you know how worried I am? I'm just your friend...

As she spoke, Hermione's eyes turned red.

Harry stretched his waist, taking advantage of Hermione's unpreparedness, skillfully pushed Hermione's head down.

Hermione was startled, and just about to struggle, she heard Harry's lazy voice: Shut up, I'm tired, let me lie down for a while.

Hermione was a little annoyed, but didn't move. She just turned over, kicked off the slippers on her feet, and climbed up.

There was silence in the dormitory for a while, and then Hermione said, You killed such a big basilisk by yourself?

Of course. Harry turned over, but then felt a little uncomfortable in his chest, so he chose to turn back,

What did the professors say in the auditorium earlier? Tell me, I'm a little curious.

It's nothing important. Hermione's expression became serious,

It's the professors going back to their colleges and announcing that everything has been sorted out by you.

The so-called heir of Slytherin who opened the Chamber of Secrets was Professor Lockhart, oh, he's not a professor now.

He's been faking the fact that he's an evil dark wizard anyway.

As for the anti-black magic deeds he did, they were all obtained by stealing other people's experience.

And you beat him alone in the Great Hall, and you alone killed the Slytherin monster, a gigantic thousand-year-old basilisk.

And Professor Lockhart knew that there was no hope of escape, so he chose to commit suicide with evil black magic, leaving only one head.

Speaking of this, Hermione still trembled, obviously she couldn't forget Professor Lockhart's bloody head.

Harry was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this was Professor McGonagall's polished explanation.

After all, if you tell the little wizards that you killed Professor Lockhart with your own hands, it will more or less give others a bad impression.

Poor Professor Lockhart, as the only villain who died, he will naturally bear all the blame. Even the way of death cannot be known, and he will be flogged repeatedly in the future.

Okay, I'm starving, I'm going to the kitchen to get something to eat. Do you want to come with me? Harry stretched, and suddenly found that the clothes on his body hadn't been changed yet.

Oh, by the way, I have to take a shower and change my robes before I go.

I'm not going. With such a big incident, the professors will definitely want to talk to you. Hermione sat up and refused.

Although Harry didn't say anything, the smart Hermione naturally understood that the professors would not sit idly by when such a big thing happened.

That being the case, she will not bother Harry to talk about business.

Besides, your sheets need to be changed, Hermione pointed to the bed, the quilt was mixed with frost, dust and blood,

I'll help you change a bed right away. I also brought a spare sheet and quilt.

As she said this, Hermione's eyes looked down, and her cheeks were a little rosy.

Harry chuckled lightly and rubbed Hermione's hair: That's up to you, dear Miss Granger.

I'm sorry, I'll tell you the details of my battle tomorrow.

After completely washing off the smell of blood and the aftermath of the battle, Harry ate another meal in the kitchen.

Ah, it's so comfortable! I don't know if Professor Dumbledore has returned. Why don't you go to the headmaster's office and find a portrait?

Harry thought as he walked upstairs.

But soon, Harry knew whether the principal had returned or not.

Because Fox suddenly appeared in mid-air, and then landed on Harry's shoulder.

Good evening, Fox. Why are you here? Is Professor Dumbledore back? Harry stroked Fox's feathers,

Did Professor Dumbledore tell you to take me there?

Fox nodded and let out a low growl.

Then let's go.

One person and one bird turned into a ball of fire and disappeared down the stairs.

When they appeared again, the two had already arrived in the principal's office.

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(Thanks to Nine-Tailed Yanhu for the reward!)