Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Harry did not return to Professor Slughorn's party, but went directly back to the dormitory and slept with his heart full of thoughts.The next day, I returned to the Burrow with Hermione, Ron, and Ginny.

This was something that had been decided a long time ago. After all, compared to the old Blake house, the Burrow has more fireworks.Moreover, the defense measures there are worthy of everyone’s trust.

Harry liked the environment at the Burrow, and so did Hermione, but Ron couldn't tell.Upon his return, Mrs. Weasley dragged him into the kitchen to help with a large pile of Brussels sprouts.

It was very troublesome. Mrs. Weasley didn't like people using magic at home, so he could only use a knife to do it one by one.

Fortunately, Harry decided to help him.

"What did you hear last night?" While processing, Hermione came over, holding a cup of tea to warm her hands, and took a sip from time to time.

This scene aroused the envy of the two of them, but there was nothing they could do about it. This was a preferential treatment for girls.

Harry sighed and told the two of them what he heard last night.He didn't find a chance to say anything along the way, because they came through the temporary floo network, but he was stifled.

"Snape said he wanted to help him? Did he really say he wanted to help him?" Ron caught an important point and said with a frown.

"Yes." Harry said, "He said he promised Malfoy's mother and made an unbreakable vow..."

"Unbreakable Vow? This is impossible!" Ron was stunned, "This is not Snape at all!"

"I'm sure I heard it right, but what does this mean?"

"The Unbreakable Oath cannot be broken. If you break it, you will die." Hermione took a sip of hot tea and said softly, "Ron is right this time. This is indeed not something Snape would do. "

"However, we can also confirm that what Malfoy is going to do is very important to the Dark Lord."

"Yes, and he already has a plan, but we don't know what the plan is. He didn't even tell Snape..." Before Harry could finish speaking, Ron interrupted, "You're going to Tell Dumbledore about this?"

"Of course." Harry nodded immediately and replied, "If I see him, you know, I can't always find him in school, and I don't know if he will come today."

"Dumbledore won't be coming," Hermione said, "but Lupine and Sirius will be coming."

"Then it's the same thing to tell them." Harry said, "I'll tell Dumbledore after I see him. When he teaches me again..."

They chatted slowly like this, and there were gradually more people in the kitchen.The twins, Ginny, Bill and Fleur had dinner ready when Mr. Weasley, Lupine and Sirius came in.

At this time, Harry finally found the opportunity to tell Mr. Weasley, Lupin and Sirius about his matter, but the reactions of the three people were not what he expected.

They all looked very calm.

"Curious, aren't you, Harry?" Sirius asked with a smile.

"Yes, why..." Harry looked at Sirius in confusion and heard Sirius say, "Because we already know these things."

"What!" Harry was stunned, "How do you know?"

"Snape said it," Mr. Weasley interjected, "at an Order meeting."

"Him? How could he? He's not..."

"Dumbledore trusts him, Harry." Lupine said calmly, "And we all have to admit that Snape did tell us a lot of information."

"Although it's hard to admit it, he did do some good things." Sirius frowned and said, "Harry, believe me, I hate that snot-nosed Snape even more than you do, and I hope he really works for the mysterious man. , so that I could teach him a lesson...but unfortunately, he didn't give me this opportunity."

"What about Malfoy?" Harry asked next.

"Malfoy? Haha..." Sirius sneered and stopped talking. Mr. Weasley explained to Harry, "You probably don't know...well, they won't tell the public about such things. …”

"Malfoy Manor is already a Death Eater stronghold, Harry."

"What!" Harry, Hermione and Ron were all stunned when they heard this, "Then why don't you go..."

"Because we can't." Mr. Weasley sighed and said, "You don't understand, Harry, we don't have the ability to break through there, neither the Ministry of Magic nor the Order of the Phoenix..."

"Also, they hid the location of the estate."

At this time, Sirius sighed and said: "Harry, you don't know many things in school. In fact, it's not that we don't want to arrest those guys quickly, but there is nothing we can do."

Looking at the three people who didn't look very good, Harry couldn't help but feel a little helpless.He didn't know any of this, and he didn't expect that the current situation would be so severe.

Suddenly, he understood why Dumbledore was always away from school this semester: he must be dealing with those difficult things...

"Hey, don't show that expression, it's not serious yet." Sirius made a face and said with a smile, "Although there is no way to break through their base camp, haven't you noticed that there are fewer attacks outside now? A lot?" As he spoke, he winked at Lupine next to him.

"Don't you think so, Moony Face?"

"Ah... yes." Lupine said, "Padfoot is right, it's just a stalemate. It's still good for us..."

After that, Lupine and Sirius talked a lot more, and they were still talking until the dinner was over and they left.I have to say, this worked, at least the pessimistic look on Harry's face was gone when they left.

But only he himself knows what he is thinking in his heart.

They still slept together with Ron at night, and when they woke up the next day, the foot of their bed was piled with many gifts, basically the same as in previous years, except for one from Kreacher, which made Harry very angry.

The house elves of the Black family had never liked him, so they gave him a box of live maggots. When Harry opened the box, they exploded all over the house and even landed on the box that Lavender gave to Ron. Love scarf.

"You really shouldn't have opened that box." Ron shook the maggots off his scarf vigorously and helped Harry clean up the mess, with a hint of complaint in his tone.

He still treasures this gift from Lavender.

Seeing the rippling smile on Ron's face, Harry had a vague feeling that they were serious.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness in my heart:

It seems that I am the only one who is single...