A Hogwarts dissertation guide

However, no matter how hard he trained, Harry would never feel happy at all.Because according to the Weasley twins secretly observing the Slytherin team's training, they know that their broomsticks are amazingly fast. After all, they are the latest Nimbus 2001, even Harry's Nimbus 2000 is inferior.

They came back to report that the Slytherins were now just seven vague pale green shapes, whizzing through the air like jets.

On the other end, Edward is almost ready to resurrect Lily. Now he only needs the last step, which is to use the magic stone to create a body for Lily, and then infuse the collected memories into the body.

Edward planned to take action during the Christmas vacation, which would allow him to avoid Dumbledore's sight. He saw what Dumbledore had done in Snape's memory, and he thought it was best not to let Dumbledore know that he and Dumbledore were involved. Snape signed the contract.

Snape never looked for Edward again. It can be said that many years of waiting made him develop a calm character.

After all, as long as Lily can come back, what's the point of waiting for a while?

Lily!

If Edward hadn't taken the initiative to approach Snape about Hermione, I'm afraid Snape would still be as cold as before.

Snape was not unhappy at all about Edward's request, and even felt a lot better.

Edward's willingness to hand over his disciple to Snape may represent a kind of trust in itself.He didn't expect that it was simply because Edward was too lazy to teach.

But compared with Hermione, Harry's poor potion talent was clearly revealed, which made Snape deeply doubtful of himself. Could it be that his teaching level was really too poor?

He has never questioned his potion skills. After all, Snape's name is well-known in the wizarding world. Who hasn't heard of his name?

But this didn't seem to work at all on Harry. The only thing that made Snape happy was that Harry could finally brew the potion.

Time flew by and it soon came to the end of October. At this time, Hermione and Harry had been receiving individual tutoring in Snape's office every week for a full month.

Compared to Hermione's rapid progress, Harry can only be said to have reached a level that is outstanding among students of his class.But this made Harry very satisfied. After all, he would no longer hand over a pot of black potion in class.

On this day, it was pouring rain outside the window, and the sky was as dark as ink, but the room was bright and cheerful.The firelight illuminated the countless soft armchairs, where people sat reading, chatting, and doing homework.

"I haven't finished my Potions homework yet, so I'm afraid I won't be able to go to Nick's death anniversary party." Ron said with a grimace.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, and Harry said, "It's okay, I can help you with your Potions homework, let's go together, Nick invited us."

"I actually prefer to do my homework here." Ron said this vaguely, but neither Hermione nor Harry heard it.

They were discussing animatedly about the death anniversary party.

"A death anniversary party!" said Hermione cheerfully. "I'll bet there aren't many people alive who can say they've been to such a party - it must have been amazing."

"Why would anyone celebrate the day of their death?" said Ron angrily as he was being completely ignored by his friends.

"It sounds weird to me..."

Still no one paid attention to him, which made him even more depressed.

"Shouldn't we go to the Halloween party?" Ron said loudly, "I heard that Professor Dumbledore has booked a skeleton dance troupe."

Harry immediately looked embarrassed. There was no doubt that he was interested in the Skeleton Dance Company.

"What's said is hard to follow!" Hermione reminded Harry arrogantly, "You said you were going to attend the death anniversary party."

So, at seven o'clock, Edward came to the auditorium, but he did not see Hermione.

Just when he was confused, Dumbledore said leisurely beside him: "I heard Nick said that she and Harry were invited to his death anniversary party."

"Death anniversary party? Why are you attending that thing?" Edward asked doubtfully, "That thing is quite boring."

"Maybe they want to experience it," Dumbledore said with a smile, "Don't think about it, let's enjoy the party tonight. I have invited the Skeleton Dance Troupe, but they are quite difficult to find."

The auditorium was decorated as usual with live bats.The huge pumpkins Hagrid planted were carved into lanterns, big enough for three people to sit inside.

"What a nice Halloween party." Edward praised. There is no Voldemort this year, so it should be a very pleasant experience.

Last year Edward had to go to the underground bathroom to deal with a troll, and it was a terrible experience.

But Scrimgeour kept staring at Edward, which made him very uncomfortable, and his extraordinary senses became a burden at the moment.

"Rufus, let me enjoy the dinner, will you?" Dumbledore patted Scrimgeour on the shoulder and said, "Stop staring at our Professor Rumplestiltskin. If you want me to write a letter to the Ministry of Magic, Complaint letter."

"Dumbledore, you-" Scrimgeour said angrily, but he was pulled aside by Dumbledore's strong arm, giving him no chance to continue observing Edward.

A little boy with gray hair rushed to the staff table, holding a photo in his hand and a big smile on his face.

"This photo is for you, Professor Rumple!" Colin Creevey said and handed the photo into Edward's hand.

Above is the content of Edward's lecture. He is standing on the stage of the auditorium with his hands spread out. Behind him are the stained glass windows of Hogwarts. The whole photo looks extremely magnificent.

"You will become a very good reporter, come on, Mr. Creevey." Edward said with admiration.

Colin left a deep impression on Edward, because he was one of the few students who could write his homework with gusto, and even Hermione was very impressed.

He can write papers that are interesting and lively.

This made Edward, who loved literature, very happy. During the years of travel, only words and souls could make Edward slightly happier.

He can say with certainty: Colin will definitely surpass Rita Skeeter and become a great reporter in the future.

"Thank you, Professor, as long as you like it." Colin ruffled his hair shyly, then ran back to the long table in Gryffindor House.

"It's so comforting, isn't it?" Snape drawled from beside him, and Edward carefully stuffed the photo into his pocket.

He smiled and said: "My dear Severus, don't you want to enjoy this party?"

"I feel bored. No dance group can compare to -"

"Not as good as Lily, right?"