Hogwarts wizard nemesis

One day in June 1992, there was the Hogwarts year-end banquet.

Fortunately, Harry was almost in good health, but Madam Pomfrey stopped him in a fuss and insisted on checking his body, so when he arrived at the Great Hall, it was already full of people.

The Great Hall was decked out in Slytherin's green and silver colors to celebrate their seventh consecutive House Cup win. A huge banner depicting the Slytherin snake hung on the wall behind the guest of honor.

As soon as Harry walked in, the Great Hall fell silent, and then everyone suddenly started talking louder again.

He walked over to the Gryffindor table and sat between Ron and Hermione, pretending not to notice that people were standing up and staring at him.

Fortunately, Dumbledore arrived a moment later, and the noise in the auditorium gradually subsided.

"Another year has passed," Dumbledore said cheerfully. "Before you indulge in these delicious dishes, I must trouble you all to listen to an old man's cliché. What a wonderful year it has been. It must be in your little minds. It’s a bit richer than last year. There’s a whole summer vacation waiting for you, so you can digest those things and clear your mind before the start of the next semester.”

"Now, as far as I know, we must first conduct the Academy Cup award ceremony. The specific scores of each house are as follows: fourth place, Gryffindor, 312 points; third place, Hufflepuff, 352 points; La Winclaw, 426 points; Slytherin, 472 points"

A thunderous roar of cheers and stamping of feet erupted from the Slytherin table.

Harry saw Draco Malfoy banging his goblet on the table, and the look was disgusting.

"Yes, yes, good performance, Slytherin." Dumbledore said, "However, the recent events must also be taken into account."

The Great Hall became very quiet, and the Slytherins' smiles faded a bit.

"Uh, uh," Dumbledore cleared his throat, "I still have some final points to distribute, let me see, by the way, number one, Mr. Ron Weasley"

Ron's face flushed like a sun-dried carrot.

"He won the best game of chess that Hogwarts has seen in many years, and I award fifty points to Gryffindor for that."

The cheers of the Gryffindors almost overturned the enchanted ceiling, and the stars above their heads seemed to be shaken slightly.

Percy can be heard shouting to the other prefects: "It's my brother. As you know my youngest brother made it through Professor McGonagall's giant chessboard array."

It was not easy for everyone to calm down.

"The second Miss Hermione Granger faced the fire and calmly conducted logical reasoning. I will award fifty points to Gryffindor House."

Hermione buried her face in her arms, and Harry thought she was crying secretly.

The Gryffindor students around them were all ecstatic, jumping up and down at the dining table, and they all rose a hundred points.

"Third, Harry Potter," said Dumbledore.

The auditorium suddenly became extremely silent.

"He showed fearless courage and extraordinary courage. For this, I would also like to award Gryffindor House sixty points."

The noise was deafening. Those students who were shouting hoarsely while still calculating the scores in their minds knew that Gryffindor was now at points, which meant that their scores were exactly the same as those of Slytherin. Same.

Unfortunately it's still a tie.

Dumbledore raised a hand, and the auditorium gradually became quiet again.

"There are many types of courage." Dumbledore smiled. "We need superhuman courage to deal with our enemies, and it also takes a lot of courage to maintain our position in front of our friends. Therefore, in the end, I would like to reward Neville Longbottom ten points. "

If anyone was standing outside the Great Hall at the moment, they might have thought that there was an explosion, and the cheers from the Gryffindor table rose more and more.

At this time, Professor Severus Snape walked out from the side. He still had a arrogant and cold expression. Everyone fell silent. Everyone's face was full of doubts and they all turned to him.

Dumbledore looked at Professor Snape and said, "What can I do, Severus?"

"Yes, Albus." Snape gave a slight salute to Dumbledore. In the entire Hogwarts, Principal Dumbledore was the person he respected the most.

"Well, I met three Gryffindor students. They behaved strangely. I guessed they were plotting something, but I couldn't get away for a while, so I asked them to stay there and wait for me, but when I came back They have already escaped, so please allow me to deduct thirty points from Gryffindor."

The expressions of the Gryffindors had changed drastically compared to just now. They all complained and complained, and some were still whispering underground: Snape, the big bat, targets Gryffindors every day.

Harry and the others also frowned, completely losing their cheerful expressions.

But Harry had some thoughts. Just when everyone was frustrated, he raised his hands high, and Hermione, she was not crying, but had a determined look on her face, and a gesture forced by Hermione. Ron takes action.

Snape looked at them thoughtfully.

Dumbledore had a pair of deep eyes under his half-moon glasses. He lowered his head slightly, looked at Harry and the others, and said, "Oh, Harry, what do you want to say?"

Harry took a deep breath and said: "No, Mr. Dumbledore, I think I told you about this too. It is not entirely our credit that we can stop the mysterious man. There were three other people that day." Classmates, they also helped us.”

No one has really heard of this news, and they are all whispering and discussing it with each other.

There was also Hagrid sitting on the stage, his eyes wide open and a little confused. Harry had never told him about this.

Inadvertently, no one noticed the uneasy change in Dumbledore's expression, but the next second passed quickly.

He still smiled and said: "Very good, Harry, Hermione, and Ron. Students need to help each other, and never forget others when they have merit. This is the virtue of Hogwarts."

"But that's what I was about to say."

Everyone was looking at Dumbledore.

"Actually they"

The auditorium became increasingly quiet, with only Dumbledore's voice echoing loudly.

"They are not Hogwarts students."

After the words fell, Harry and the others all had puzzled expressions on their faces. It was impossible that they were not Hogwarts students.

Dumbledore smiled and said something meaningful: "Not now, maybe in the future."

Now they couldn't understand it even more. It was really puzzling.

Dumbledore looked at Professor Snape over there again. He still had a cold expression. Dumbledore said: "And, as far as I know, Severus may have met the three of them. Severus Les, can you describe their characteristics in detail?"

Professor Snape rolled his dark eyes, thought for a moment, and said expressionlessly: "A boy with annoying black hair, except without glasses." Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that he is Talking about Harry.

"There's also a boy with yellow hair, very tall, and a lady with nice red hair and big eyes, that's pretty much it."

Speaking of this, Harry and the others showed a look of joy on their faces and shouted: "Yes, it's them"

Hermione whispered to Ron: "I don't know why, but I really like Joey. I feel an inexplicable affinity with him."

Ron nodded and said, "Yes, I seem to feel that way too."

Dumbledore nodded and smiled: "In that case, they do not belong to the students of Hogwarts. Having said that, there are outsiders coming into Hogwarts. It seems that they need to be carefully guarded." He shook his head Some self-blame.

"But" Dumbledore raised his head again and said, "Since they are not students of Hogwarts, then, Severus, I'm sorry, your deduction of points is invalid, so this means that we need to Made some small changes to the decor here.”

He clapped his hands, and at once the green dangling ribbons turned bright red and silver to gold; the giant Slytherin snake disappeared, replaced by a majestic Gryffindor lion.

Snape was shaking hands with Professor McGonagall, forcing an awkward smile on his face.

All the Gryffindor students shouted loudly again. This time, they really won and defeated Slytherin.

Harry, Hermione and Ron hugged each other tightly. This moment belonged to them.

This was the best night of Harry's life, better than winning the Quidditch game, celebrating Christmas and defeating Voldemort. He would never forget this night, except for the boy named Leon who appeared that day, and never since. I have met him, and they fought side by side. Without him, Harry thought that he might not be able to defeat Voldemort and Quirrell. He also wanted to make friends with him, but he was not a student of Hogwarts, so this wish might not be possible. Achieved