The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

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"Harry, Harry, what's wrong with you?" Not long after, Madam Pomfrey, who was checking Harry's body, was attracted by the clatter of footsteps and exclamations coming from the door of the school doctor's office.

She and Rolf turned around and saw Professor McGonagall running in with an anxious look on her face, as if her backyard was on fire.

Behind her was Professor Dumbledore, who was equally anxious but remained calm and calm.

Lao Deng seemed very calm, but his inner unrest could still be seen from his surprised eyes.

"Headmaster Dumbledore, this is amazing. I don't know anything about this. I may not be able to help Harry." Madam Pomfrey told Dumbledore the results of her examination after she saw him walking in.

"It's okay, you can try it, maybe you can find something inside." Principal Dumbledore patted Madam Pomfrey's hand and comforted her.

"What's going on?" Professor McGonagall was holding Harry, who was still crying, and turned around in confusion and asked, "Who turned him into this?"

Harry was very embarrassed and buried her head in Professor McGonagall's arms. She didn't know what to say. The point was that she didn't know why she was like this.

Seeing the pleading look from Harry, Rolf had no choice but to clear his throat and attract the eyes of Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore to him.

"I'm sorry, professors. I lost a family mirror a few days ago. It can change the person who looks in the mirror into what he wants. When I found the mirror, Harry was standing in the mirror. I looked in that mirror before."

Rolf did not dare to reveal that he knew about the Room of Requirement. Who knew what plot Lao Deng would create in his mind after he found out about this magical room?

He followed the principle of doing more than doing less, and hid his appearance in the Room of Requirement.

"Mr. Scamander, why have I never heard of such a mirror in your home?" Professor Dumbledore's gaze made Rolf feel as if he had been seen through.

"Professor, after all, my grandfather has traveled all over the world. I was also young and playful, so I found it in the corner of our farm warehouse." Rolf boasted that he didn't make a draft and just spoke.

Professor Dumbledore's scrutinizing gaze stayed on Rolf for a few seconds before he withdrew it and turned it to Harry, observing secretly.

"Duang" At this moment, there was a slight sound of items falling from the door. Rolf turned his head and looked, and it was the dumbfounded Professor Snape.

I saw that the gloom that had lingered on his face for many years disappeared, and instead there was a suspicious flush.

He stared blankly at Harry who was crying loudly in Professor McGonagall's arms. His upper and lower lips were trembling with excitement, as if some magic had been cast, and he could not utter a single word.

Dumbledore seemed to have heard the voice behind him, and he withdrew his gaze from observing Harry, and turned back to look at Snape, whom he had almost forgotten in his memory.

It seemed that in his memory, Snape had not shown other expressions for a long time. He had always had the same expression as if someone owed him Galleons.

Dumbledore smiled knowingly. He suddenly felt that Harry's change might be a good thing. Newt really had a lot of babies.

Just when Dumbledore was thinking wildly, Snape also came to his senses. He saw his colleagues looking at him with a smile, but he didn't say anything, as if he didn't care at all.

He was like a bow and arrow, flying towards Harley, as if he was afraid that Harley would disappear in the next second.

Professor McGonagall also heard the footsteps behind her and the heavy breathing of a certain man.

When she looked back and saw Snape rushing towards him, she then turned to look at Harry crying on her shoulder. She helped Harry very sensibly, then stood up to make room for Professor Snape.

Harry looked at Professor McGonagall standing up in confusion, not knowing what was going on. But when Professor McGonagall shifted her position and revealed Professor Snape behind her, Harry's whole body felt bad.

What is Professor Snape doing? Is he coming to kill me? What kind of grudge is this? I’m like this, and Snape isn’t ready to let me go.

The more Harry thought about it, the more aggrieved she became. She thought about the experience of being targeted since she first entered school, how frightened she was in Potions class, and the look in Hermione's eyes every time because of her deductions.

She felt that nothing in her life could make her happy. Looking at Snape running toward her at such a fast speed, she was so sad that she even forgot to dodge.

Just when Professor Snape was about to approach Harry, he unexpectedly got rid of the power of inertia against common sense and stopped in front of Harry.

He stretched out his trembling hand and slowly approached Harley's cheeks that were slightly red from crying.

Harley watched the pale and thin hands slowly approaching her, and she closed her eyes in fear.Harry, who had been struggling to survive under Snape's power all year round, now dared not move at all.

Professor Dumbledore is still standing there. Snape shouldn't dare to kill me.

Harley spent the days in the darkness like years, as if a century had passed, but it seemed to have passed very quickly.The pain that Snape was expecting to bring did not come as expected.

She felt someone gently caressing her face, and that force gently wiped away the tears she shed unconsciously.

She slowly opened her eyes and happened to see a pair of tender black eyes, with tears gradually filling them.

Slowly, a drop of crystal tears fell from Snape's eyes under Harry's gaze. She thought it was incredible that Snape could cry.

Immediately afterwards, the tears were like a flood, and they became more and more unstoppable, rivaling the crying force of Harry just now.

Harry was held in Snape's arms in a daze, listening to Snape's heart-wrenching cry in her ears, as if something had been lost and recovered, but it seemed that what was obtained was incomplete.

Harry looked at Professor Dumbledore through Snape's dry black hair, then at Professor McGonagall, and even Rolf.

But the few people who usually care about him the most turned blind at this time, and no one looked at him.

Professor Dumbledore was wiping his glasses carefully, Professor McGonagall was studying her nails, and Rolf got a sandwich out of nowhere and gnawed hard.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Just as Harry let Snape hold him in shock, she heard intermittent cries mixed with some vague words.

"It's all my fault, it's all because of you." Harry tried very hard to hear what those words were, but Snape was crying too hard and his voice was hoarse, so he couldn't hear anything clearly.

ps: Although I haven't finished the exam yet, I still wrote this chapter intermittently. I will try my best to write more chapters, at least one chapter every day, otherwise I will feel too sorry for the big guys who voted for me.

I would like to say I'm sorry here. Feinan once again let down your investment, causing many big guys who trusted me to fail in their investment again.

I'm sorry that I pulled out Harry and Snape to make everyone cry. I hope everyone can forgive me.

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