Save the world from Hogwarts

Damn Potter

Draco gritted his teeth in anger.

Who is it that said that people care whether they are happy or not?

Did you forget it after you finished speaking?

But what made Draco feel slightly balanced was that even Harry's girlfriend, Fleur, was completely unaware of Harry's movements.

"Severus, come to my office this afternoon. I like licorice sticks recently." Dumbledore's head poked out of the fireplace in Snape's office and shouted to Snape who was busy grading homework.

"I thought that even the greatest white wizard had a decent way of calling people." Snape held the quill and wrote down artistic comments on the poor student's parchment, "I thought I have to think about whether I should seal up the fireplace."

Dumbledore knew that Snape had agreed to his request, so he pretended not to hear Snape's words and withdrew his head from the fireplace.

To be honest, since Severus resolutely announced his resignation from the Order of the Phoenix last year, Dumbledore has not let Severus come to the office alone for matters other than school affairs for a long time.

Recently, he was busy searching for the whereabouts of Voldemort's soul piece, and didn't pay much attention to school. In addition, after Harry expressed his dissatisfaction with him in such a hurt and determined manner during the summer vacation, Dumbledore just changed his approach. Follow Harry.

But Harry's recent whereabouts have been so strange that his deep-seated suspicions have surfaced again.

Dumbledore heard the movement of the stone statues jumping to both sides at the door, and Severus pursed his lips and walked in with an unhappy look on his face.

"I want to know our Headmaster," Snape's cheek muscles twitched, and a sarcastic and twisted smile appeared on his face, "what caused his poor, tired Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to leave him behind?" Heavy work, coming to see his principal"

"Would you like some dessert, Severus?" Dumbledore asked with a smile, automatically ignoring Snape's words.

Snape snorted coldly from his nose: "Your poor professor doesn't have time to spend your leisurely afternoon tea with you, Dumbledore."

"You are still so impatient." Dumbledore smiled, "You know, Harry seems to be in a bad mood recently."

"How your golden boy feels is not his professor's concern."

"But compared to me," Dumbledore said softly, "Harry is obviously more willing to share his affairs with you."

Snape's dark eyes were fixed on Dumbledore: "I thought that there was nothing else other than academics that your golden boy needed to pay attention to now."

"Of course, but it's our duty to care about our students, isn't it?"

Snape sneered: "Your golden boy just encountered an academic problem and was busy looking for the answer in his latest books."

He turned and walked out: "If our respected headmaster wants to know, it would be a good choice to go to his head of Ravenclaw."

With that said, he closed the door of the principal's office forcefully.

Unsurprisingly, on the way back to his office, the poor Gryffindor's jeweled eyes were noticeably diminished.

Lin Zhen, who was immersed in the library, didn't know these things.

Since receiving his cane for Christmas, his focus has been on finding answers.

Tom had become quite silent.

If he hadn't been able to find that small group of Tom's soul in his head, he would have even thought that Tom had been swallowed up by him unknowingly.

Originally, Lin Zhen always thought that every world he experienced was independent, and the wings that he accidentally recovered were because they were his own abilities, so he could recover in this world.

But the cane he received for Christmas and the note with Michael's handwriting made him suddenly realize that perhaps, every world he experienced was actually the same.

Lin Zhen originally wanted to take advantage of the Christmas holiday to fly to China to see the situation.

But he also knew that what he had experienced before had indeed existed in the form of novels.

Therefore, rather than going to China, he was more eager to know whether there were records of the existence of Michael and Gabriel here.

He has also read books on the Muggle world. On the one hand, it is because although the situation in the Muggle world has improved, it will still take a long time to re-establish a stable and safe society.

He could only find the books he needed in the ruins where books were stored, and these books did record things about Michael and Gabriel in the form of myths, and they were extremely far from the truth.

So he had to look for information in books about the wizarding world.

He moved a lot of books from Flourish and Blotts Bookstore in Diagon Alley, and Ms. Helena also provided him with a lot of help.

But in these books, Lin Zhen found nothing.

This made him feel a little depressed.

"Perhaps, I should let nature take its course," Lin Zhen murmured while lying in the bedroom.

It has been more than a month since Christmas, and Lin Zhen found that he had been separated from his friends for too long.

He smiled bitterly and sat up.

Probably because it is approaching Valentine's Day, there is a sweet atmosphere everywhere in Hogwarts.

Pairs of couples can be seen everywhere, and it seems that even the heavy sky is covered with pink bubbles.

"Oh, Harry." Fleur's eyes lit up when she saw Lin Zhen reappearing in the hall, "You finally showed up."

Lin Zhen kissed Furong's smooth cheek: "I'm sorry, I didn't understand something before, and I ignored you for so long."

Fleur smiled understandingly: "It doesn't matter."

"As compensation, would you like to go on a date with me in Hogsmeade this week?"

Fu Rong leaned against Lin Zhen softly and replied sweetly: "Of course."

At the Slytherin table, Draco ate his dinner with a complicated heart.

On the morning of Valentine's Day, an army of owls flew into the halls of Hogwarts, and dense packages rained down on every long table.

Fu Rong couldn't help but push aside the package that exuded the sweet smell of chocolate, and looked at Lin Zhen's position with annoyance at the package that was only a lot more than hers.

"Hey" Fleur sighed faintly, "It's really distressing that your boyfriend is more popular than you."

Lin Zhen laughed, followed her example, and packed the package.

"But you are the only one who owns me, right?" Lin Zhen comforted.

Suddenly, he saw with his own eyes one of the packages that looked particularly different.

Lin Zhen narrowed her eyes and took out the package.