I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world

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At the same time, Hermione on the other side was trying hard to persuade the two boys in front of her, trying to let Harry and Ron know how ridiculous it was for a first-year student to go out and fight someone at midnight.

Moreover, she thoughtfully listed a total of twenty-seven school rules for the other party, hoping that they could turn around.

But she was really tired at the moment. Harry was doing well, at least he could stay quiet and listen to her, although he looked more like he was in a daze.

Ron's unconvinced expression throughout the whole process and his occasionally irritable voice really made Hermione leave in anger for a time, but the thought of deducting points from her own college was a bit hard for her to accept.

"You don't understand the situation at all. You must agree at that time and cannot refuse, otherwise Harry will never be able to hold his head up in front of Malfoy. Do you know about wizards' honor duels?" Ron looked at Hermione with a dissatisfied face at the moment. .

"That's not the reason for you to choose a midnight duel. You can find a professor and start a duel under the professor's supervision and permission. Moreover, Malfoy is not trustworthy. This may even be a trap. He may inform Filch on I’ll wait for you to take the bait there.”

Hermione completely ignored Ron's unreasonable reason, turned her head to Harry and persuaded: "Harry, think about it for yourself, what will happen if you are discovered by Filch..."

Before Harry could reply, Ron answered first: "What are the consequences? The worst case scenario is that we will be deducted points and imprisoned. You are the only one who cares about this. Miss Know-It-All, you really should be in Ravenclaw, not Gryffindor." many."

These words were a bit harsh, even Harry felt it was inappropriate. Just when he was about to say something to lighten the atmosphere, he saw that Hermione's cheeks were red with anger, and she said in a rare angry tone:

"Yes, that's right. If I knew there were classmates like you, I should have been sorted into Ravenclaw." After Hermione said that, she turned and left, completely ignoring the two people behind her.

"You don't have to call her, just let her go, so you don't have to listen to his nagging." Ron pulled Harry, who was hesitant to speak.

"But... you made her angry before we even asked her about the curse." Harry said helplessly.

"Don't worry, I'm sure Malfoy won't be able to cast a few spells. I'll rely more on my fists then. And if you're really worried, I can go find my brothers. You know, I have three brothers. There is no need to be afraid of Malfoy here."

Ron patted his chest and assured Harry emphatically.

"Okay..." Seeing that things had come to this, Harry could only choose to believe Ron.

Harry actually believed in the other's brother more. After all, his experience in Muggle primary school made him understand that as long as there was a senior brother in school, generally no one would dare to bully their younger brother, let alone Harry. There are three older brothers in the school.

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Under the moonlight, the crystal glass cabinet displaying the prizes sparkled. In the dark chamber, trophies, shields, medals and statues reflected gold and silver light.

Harry and Ron were leaning closely together, staring at the dark corridor. Harry had already taken the wand in his hand to prevent Malfoy from suddenly rushing out and dueling him.

If Ian were here, he would lament that everything has changed. Not only was the date of the midnight duel postponed, but what was more intuitive was that Hermione and Ron had broken up in advance, so that she was absent from the duel.

Time passed by minute by minute.

"Maybe Malfoy didn't dare to come because he was afraid." Ron said quietly, impatiently waiting.

"Maybe...Hermione is right, maybe this is a trap..." Harry murmured to himself.

"What trap?..." Ron wanted to continue saying something, but with a quick glance, he saw a terrifying figure that made his soul tremble.

"Snape, Professor Snape..." Ron said tremblingly, not forgetting to pull Harry's sleeve and ask him to quickly turn his head and look this way.

At this moment, Ron wanted to die, and he would definitely not be able to escape. After all, he was facing Snape, not Filch. Not to mention the two young wizards of their grade, even George and Fred, who were in the third grade, had to deal with this situation without any help.

Snape was sincerely greeting Dumbledore at this moment...if he hadn't assigned him a task, he wouldn't have gone out to play games with these little wizards at night.

Especially when seeing Harry with his eyes closed and a resigned expression on his face, and Ron shivering beside him, without the gaze of emerald eyes, only the blessing of the Potter family's appearance, the only bit of kindness in Snape's heart was also slowing down. Disappear slowly.

"Ha! The great savior took his followers and stayed up midnight to wander around the trophy room. Is he not satisfied with his current fame so quickly? Does he want to save Hogwarts? Or does he plan to change all these trophies? Become your own name? Huh? Harry Po! Special!..."

"Yes... it's Malfoy, Professor..." Ron was quite responsible. Although he was trembling with fear at the moment, he still mustered up the courage to defend himself.

"Shut up! Weasley, no one here lets you talk." Snape interrupted Ron's explanation rudely.

After hearing Snape's words, Harry also opened his eyes and glared at Snape. After all, what the other person said just now really hurt his heart.

Harry really didn't care about the so-called fame at all. If he could, he would use all his fame and all the Galleons in Gringotts to exchange for a chance to meet his parents, even if it was just for a short time. A day in the life.

Sure enough, when Harry opened his eyes, he was Snape's weak point. Staring at the familiar emerald green eyes and the thoughts that could be read without the need to absorb spiritual energy, the kindness and guilt in Snape's heart once again took over.

"One hundred points from Gryffindor. This is the punishment for the great savior and his followers, one hundred points for each! And from now until the Christmas holidays, all of you must come to my office for solitary confinement on weekends. "

After Snape finished speaking, he fluttered his loose wizard robes and left here.

"Huh... I was scared to death, Harry. Fortunately, you just closed your eyes and didn't see the old bat's expression. At first, I thought he would even kill us..."

Ron breathed a long sigh of relief and whispered to Harry with some relief.

Harry nodded with lingering fear, and at the same time did not forget to clear up Hermione's name again: "Hermione is right, I think we need to apologize to her."

"Don't even think about it. She's just deceived. And I've had enough of her expression and tone of educating her son. Unless she comes to me, I won't care about her anymore."

Seeing that his friend still refused to admit his mistake, Harry could only sigh helplessly and said, "We'd better go back first, otherwise if Filch catches us again, we will be in big trouble."

"I think you're right, let's go."

The experience just now made Ron still a little unsteady on his feet. He could only hold Harry's shoulder tightly with one hand and lean on each other. With Harry's support, the two of them moved forward slowly.

In the darkness, Snape stared at their figures until they disappeared.

If Ian saw this scene, he would understand why Snape gave him special treatment.

On the one hand, it may be Ian's potion talent, but more importantly, Snape reciprocates. Obviously Snape knew something from Dumbledore from the beginning.

There really is no love without reason or hatred without reason in this world.

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