The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

The International Confederation of Wizards investigators were gone.

People from the French Ministry of Magic also left.

They left in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to say hello to Norton.

And Norton obviously doesn't need it.

Because during this whole process, apart from his face turning a little pale, Norton's entire face showed no expression at all.

It's like the whole person has suffered a stress reaction because it has suffered too severe a blow.

All the teachers and students in the auditorium looked at Norton without saying a word.

Their eyes were full of expectation.

They longed for what Norton had to say.

However, Norton turned around expressionlessly, ignored the teachers and students in the audience, and left the auditorium.

Holding his left arm, which was feeling a strong burning sensation, he staggered to the other end of the corridor, and then passed through a dark door.

hum-

With a sudden spin, the bright and luxurious buildings around him were quickly disappearing.

Instead, there was a gloomy and dark hall.

At the end of the hall, a tall figure stood in front of the fireplace with his hands behind his back, staring at the green magic flame in front of him, seeming to be thinking about something.

The appearance of that figure made the burning sensation on Norton's arm become even more intense.

thump—

Under the extreme pain, Norton finally collapsed on the smooth and cold marble floor.

And the sound of him kneeling seemed to wake the man in front of the fireplace from his meditation.

He slowly turned his head and walked step by step.

The green fire made his back look so huge that it slowly enveloped Norton.

Along with the beating of the fire, the huge and ferocious shadow was also dancing continuously, like an evil beast, opening its bloody mouth towards Norton.

"I originally thought that you were the only one among the few people besides me who could truly understand the true meaning of my 'love'. Although your love is so narrow, it is still love after all. I am very optimistic about you. . But look what you have done. You really...disappoint me so much."

Shadow Man No. 1 spoke slowly.

Unexpectedly, his voice was so gentle, like the warm spring breeze, like a lullaby sung by his mother, which brought peace and joy to people's hearts.

But these words stopped in Norton's ears, but they were like the whispers of a devil.

He was trembling all over, and the sweat couldn't stop flowing, and soon it gathered into a small puddle on his body.

He just collapsed in the puddle. Although the fear in his body was so strong that it almost overflowed, he still raised his head with force, gritted his teeth and said with a ferocious expression:

"I'm not convinced! Why can't I take revenge? What's the use of talking about love all day long? You've already tried it before. Did Dumbledore and Link Foley buy into your account? Wake up, No. 1 ! You were just deceived by Dumbledore! What bullshit love, it’s all false!”

Shadow Man No. 1 shook his head. He leaned down and took a deep breath before continuing:

"Hate, this is an accessory of love. I can see its ugly appearance and smell its fishy smell in you. When there is love, hatred will arise. This is not something to be ashamed of. On the contrary, It is the only way for you to reach true 'big love'. You are really talented, really, you have reached this point without relying on the guidance of others.

But that’s all you can do.Judging from what you have done, you have been controlled by hate and have become a slave of hate.

This is wrong. If you want to go further, you must let go of hate and pick up love again.Only then can you reach the next stage. "

"No. 1, I don't want to go to the next stage, I just want revenge!"

"You still don't understand. I have never prohibited you from taking revenge. What I have prohibited is only to use hatred to avenge you."

"What nonsense are you talking about! No. 1! What else do you want to use for revenge without hatred?"

"Of course, with love. Of course, at your current stage, you may not understand what I say. So now, all you need to do is just watch and watch my demonstration. I will demonstrate for you , how to use love to revenge. And after this, I believe you will feel something."

No. 1 said with a smile, his face full of compassion.

But this touch of mercy was so terrifying in Norton's eyes.

A chilling fear was invading his body, stimulating every cell in his body.

"I will not punish you for what you have done. My brother, you are me, I am you, and we are one. Go back, be your Norton, and manage Beauxbatons well. Someday soon One day, you will see what you want to see.”

Shadow Man No. 1 continued talking.

His voice was slowly becoming blurry, along with the world that Norton could perceive.

The gloomy hall around him, the bone-cold floor beneath him, the flames jumping not far away, and even...his own consciousness.

Everything is slowly becoming blurry.

When he woke up again, Norton was shocked to find that he was back in Beauxbatons.

He collapsed weakly on the ground, leaning against the wall, sweat pouring from his body.

Not far away, the female secretary was rushing here with a large group of teachers and students.

The leader of the Beauxbatons Infirmary therapist helped him up from the ground, and the others gathered around him.

Everyone's face was full of anxiety, and their mouths kept opening and closing, as if they were calling Norton's name, or talking about other things.

But Norton couldn't hear a word.

The only thing ringing in his ears now was a huge roar.

After a while, with the help of the therapist, the roar gradually faded away.

The real sounds around him gradually became clearer.

"Principal Norton! You must hold on!"

"We lost Principal Maxim and Professor Lillo, we can't lose you again!"

"Don't leave us behind!"

"You are our hero!"

"you're not wrong!"

……

Not just the teachers and students of Beauxbatons.

The French Minister of Magic, who had left earlier, also came back.

He looked at the weak Norton in front of him, anxiously squeezed into the crowd, grabbed Norton's hand and said:

"Oh! Principal Norton, why are you doing this! It doesn't matter! We will take care of it with the International Federation of Wizards, it won't be a big deal! Don't worry! We will never let them take you away !”

Listening to the sincere words of the people around him, Norton's face was turning red quickly and softly.

His mood at the moment was so exciting that he couldn't describe it.

A flame called hope is being rekindled in his depleted heart!

He hasn't lost yet!

So what if it fails?

So what if the plan is exposed?

He is still a hero of Beauxbatons and even the entire French wizarding community.

Because he did what others wanted to do but didn't dare to do!

call--

He took a deep breath, turned his head and looked out the window at the Beauxbatons logo that was placed on the top of the tower, the golden light shining in the sun, and said in his heart:

'No. 1, let me take a good look!See how you use love to take revenge! '

……

Hogwarts Castle.

Gryffindor bedroom.

Harry groaned and sat up from the bed, stretching comfortably.

There was still a bright smile on the corner of his mouth, and his whole person looked softer and more energetic than before.

"Ron, get up, we should go to class."

As Harry spoke, he rolled out of bed and began to dress and wash himself.

Ron was still mumbling in his sleep on the bed.

It took a long time before he got up sleepily.

Then, when his gaze instinctively glanced at Harry, his slightly narrowed eyes instantly widened.

Because he suddenly saw that Harry was making the bed.

And it's still meticulous, like a hotel bed-maker's way of tidying up.

"What the hell, Harry, what are you mad about?"

Ron screamed involuntarily.

Harry was startled by him, turned around quickly and complained in a low voice:

"Oh! Ron, you should keep your voice down. Not everyone needs to get up so early to go to Potions class like us. Others are still sleeping!"

After saying that, he looked at the bed next to him with some anxiety.

Fortunately, those boys slept like pigs and did not wake up because of Ron's shout.

Seeing this, Ron looked at Harry even more strangely.

"Seriously Harry," Ron said sincerely, "If you feel uncomfortable in any way, I suggest you go see Madam Pomfrey as soon as possible. These things cannot be delayed!"

"You should check with Madam Pomfrey, right? Nothing's wrong with me. On the contrary, I feel great!"

Harry retorted with a frown.

He told the truth.

It has been more than a week since school started.

During this period, except for the first day, he was dreaming about the sweet dream he had been looking forward to almost every day.

This unparalleled wonderful feeling made Harry feel that his spirit was getting better and better, and his overall mood was becoming more and more positive.

It is so wonderful!

Harry and Ron played around for a while, and finally Ron was pulled out of the dormitory by Harry after he managed to wash up.

The Gryffindor common room was already quite busy in the early morning.

The 5th and 7th grade students who are preparing for the exam are occupying the corner position, holding a pile of thick books and doing morning reading there as if no one else is watching.

Students like Harry and others gathered together in twos and threes, preparing to go to class leisurely.

As for the new students who have just arrived at Hogwarts, it is more interesting.

They were studying a giant map of Hogwarts.

Harry was not surprised by this scene.

For new students, especially those from Muggle families, Hogwarts Castle is simply a giant amusement park or a treasure trove.

The fake doors, magic passages, prank traps, suspended stairs and other things here are really interesting.

Of course, sometimes, these 'interesting' things can also cause them some distress.

For example, getting lost and being late for class or something.

Even Harry and Ron had this experience in their first year.

To this day, Harry can't help but shudder just thinking about the scene at that time.

Angry Professor McGonagall is really scary.

But despite this, life at that time was generally happy, and the level of joy was countless times greater than it is now. If possible, Harry would rather go back to that time than to be like now. The sky is buried in books, and there is Voldemort to worry about.

"Harry, what are we going to do this morning?"

Just as Harry was thinking about his first year life, Ron's depressed voice suddenly sounded.

Harry was not angry when his thoughts were interrupted, but replied immediately:

"Potions, and then Herbology and Defense Against the Dark Arts in the afternoon."

"Oh! Defense Against the Dark Arts and Potions! Damn it, I don't like these two subjects very much! Needless to say, Snape, I don't have any expectations for his class at all. As for Potions , Haha, Professor Slughorn probably won't be an outstanding professor." Ron complained, "If I remember correctly, this is the first time we have taken these two subjects since the beginning of school, right?"

"Don't say that, Professor Slughorn is pretty good." Harry paused, seeming to be looking for Professor Slughorn's strengths, but in the end he could only say, "At least he should be better than Snape." much better."

Ron sneered and said:

"As long as you are a normal person, you can be better than Snape! Oh, by the way! Are you ready with your Potions textbook? By the way, why do you think Slughorn invites you to continue taking Potions class? This is not the case at all. It’s unreasonable, how can any professor beg students to attend class?”

Harry did not answer immediately after hearing this, but nodded, and then quickly shook his head.

In fact, as early as last year, he had already voluntarily given up taking NEWT level potions courses.

In his opinion, this was the best decision he had ever made in his life.

Otherwise, if he continued to hang out in Snape's class, he would be tortured crazy by Snape's vicious tongue and all kinds of targets.

But who would have thought that Snape would go to Defense Against the Dark Arts class this year.

Harry collapsed when he heard the news.

He even suspected that Snape begged Link, the school director, to successfully change his job just to continue torturing him.

And in this way, Harry becomes a complete Muggle.

You know, in order to get rid of Snape's entanglement, he gave up potions directly!

This almost meant that he gave up on his dream of becoming an Auror!

You know, if you want to become an Auror, your NWET score in Potions must be excellent!

And just when Harry was distressed, Slughorn's invitation to continue taking potions lessons arrived.

When Harry received the invitation conveyed through Professor McGonagall, it could be said that Harry was surprised and delighted.

Fortunately, he can finally continue to pursue his dream.

What was surprising was that he really couldn't figure out the purpose of Slughorn's move.

And to be honest, Harry didn't have a very good impression of Slughorn.

He always felt that this person was a bit too snobbish.

The party that Professor Slughorn hosted on the train was a pure snobbery spectacle.

People with connections in the family can gain his enthusiasm, but those with less strong connections are despised by him.

"Hey, Harry, stop being distracted and answer my question."

Ron continued with some dissatisfaction, "What's wrong with you recently? Have you become so weird, and you're always in a daze?"

After hearing this, Harry reacted again, sighed and replied:

"I don't know what's going on. But at least I have prepared the Potions textbook. Sirius commissioned it to be delivered by Flourish and Blotts via Owl Express."

"Really?" Ron said with some surprise, "That's great. I still have the leftover textbooks from Charlie. Maybe I can borrow your books to read!"

Harry didn't speak, just nodded silently.

He was well aware of the situation at the Weasley family.

The shortcomings of having many brothers in the family are clearly revealed at this moment.

As the youngest boy, Ron could only use what was left over from his brothers, from clothes to textbooks, without exception.

To be honest, Harry felt that it didn't matter if he used old textbooks. Rather, the old ones were better.

Especially since the textbook is from a top student like Charlie.

This kind of old textbook must have notes left by Charlie, and these notes can sometimes play a big role.

Unfortunately, Ron obviously didn't think so.

Facing the piles of old things, he just felt disgusted.

The two of them talked all the way to the auditorium and started enjoying breakfast.

Breakfast at Hogwarts is always the same thing as fried eggs, bacon, beans or roasted tomatoes.

These things are so high in calories that they are definitely a nightmare for girls who are losing weight, but they are the best supplements for young guys like Harry and Ron who are growing in body.

The two devoured the food in front of them, and then they realized that the plate in front of them did not disappear as usual, but was still lying quietly on the dining table.

"How is this going?"

Harry frowned and said, "The house elves in the kitchen are lazy? This is wrong. Shouldn't they usually take away the dirty dishes as soon as possible?"

Ron's face was extremely ugly. He stared at Harry and opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to explain, but in the end he said nothing.

And at the next moment, two big hands stretched out at the same time and took away the dinner plates in front of them.

Harry turned his head in confusion, only to see that the people collecting the plates were two people wearing white robes, white hoods, white gloves on their hands, and white cloths covering their faces.

Although the two of them were armed to the teeth, Harry still recognized their identities from their tall and plump bodies.

Goyle and Crabbe!

Two of Draco Malfoy's lackeys!

"Oh! Harry Potter! And poor red-haired Weasley!" Goyle and Crabbe said in unison, "Your plates are so clean, I don't think you even need to wash them! Seriously!" , how did you do it? Is it because your family is so poor that you don't have enough to eat, so you have such a big appetite when you get to Hogwarts?"

After saying this, Goyle and Crabbe burst into laughter as if they were amused by his words.

Upon hearing this, Harry's face instantly turned red, and he stood up to scold him angrily.

But he had just pulled out his chair when he heard Ron next to him sneer:

"Ha! Where did you get the confidence to come over and say these things? Isn't your plate [-] times cleaner than ours? Not only that, every time you finish your rationed breakfast, you have to stare at other people's faces. On the dinner plate, if someone else can't eat it, they will rush over to eat the leftovers! Just because of you two, Slytherin's dinner plate is definitely the cleanest in Hogwarts! I'm serious, Doesn't Malfoy ever feed you two dogs? I'm going to file a complaint against him for animal cruelty!"

"you--"

Goyle heard this and became angry.

He shouted angrily and opened his sleeves, ready to take it.

But the next moment, he was grabbed by Crabbe beside him.

Crabbe whispered something unknown in Goyle's ear, and Goyle's expression changed instantly.

He glanced at Ron angrily, and then he and Crabbe quickly went to the long tables in other houses.

"Hey! You two fat dogs! Come back when you have the guts!"

Ron continued to provoke proudly, but turned around to find Harry looking at him with an extremely strange look, "Hey, why are you looking at me like that?"

Harry shook his head and said:

"Why did Goyle and Crabbe come here dressed like that to collect the dinner plates? And why are you so aware of the status of Slytherin's dinner plates?"

"Uh, this is..."

Ron was hesitant and speechless, his eyes were rolling in his sockets, and he looked like he was thinking about how to lie.

But before he could make up the words, Hermione sat down next to Harry holding the book and said calmly:

"Compulsory labor is their punishment for fighting on the first day of school."

"Shut up! Hermione!"

Ron blushed and shouted angrily.

But Hermione was not afraid and continued:

"It's not just about collecting the food trays, now the group of people who fought at the beginning need to clean out all the abandoned classrooms. They also need to clean the bathrooms, including the women's bathroom. There are also lawn mowing, castle maintenance... Speaking of Harry Why don’t you even know this?”

As Hermione spoke, she glanced at Ron, who was blushing, and then suddenly realized, "Oh! You felt so embarrassed that you didn't tell anyone else, including Harry, right? This is really... To use an Eastern proverb that Link often said, this is called hiding one’s ears and stealing the bell. Don’t you know? Gryffindor’s face was already lost when you fought with Slytherin that day! Especially, you lost the fight. Got it!"

"We didn't lose!" Ron jumped up and said, "That's what a bad luck Link came with! If Link had come a little later, it would have been the Slytherin who was pressed to the ground and beaten violently. How many boys!"

Hermione didn't answer, just looked at Ron with a sneer, which made Ron feel scared.

Because he actually knows it very well.

If Link had come a little later, he would probably have been beaten even worse by those despicable Slytherins.

After all, he is really not good at fighting.

Harry quickly helped Ron down, frowned and said:

"You should have told me earlier so that I could help you and save you some effort."

Ron's expression softened slightly after hearing this, while Hermione continued:

"You'd better give up on helping me? You'll only get more and more help!"