Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

After experiencing the last potions class and Snape's violent verbal bullying, Sisley and Harry were listless for a while. The difference was that Sisley had Hermione to help bring food, and Harry I can only starve in the dormitory.

But today it seems that Harry is not simply autistic in the dormitory, but should be said to be in seclusion.

Today, Harry finally came out of seclusion. He used his flying [crossed out] Nimbus 2000 to kill everyone on the Quidditch pitch. It was so majestic.

"Eh? Where has Sisley gone?" Harry asked the two of them.

"Sisley was sleeping well just now. Suddenly an envelope appeared in his hand, and then he left in a hurry." Hermione sighed.

"It's strange, where will he go?"

.........

at the same time......

"Teacher, although I have expected it, I still want to ask if I can..." Sisley was standing in a group of professors when he was interrupted by Dumbledore before he finished speaking: "No."

"Okay." Sisley rolled his eyes.

Soon, some professors, led by Hagrid, safely walked out of Lu Wei's attack range, leaving only Sisley, Dumbledore and Snape.

"Let me see the question that Professor Snape asked. It's a logical thinking question. It's a bit disrespectful." Sisley shook the note and said to Snape.

"Hahaha, what if this is the case?" Snape took the note and wrote his name in the lower right corner of the note.

"Now do you think those guys have the guts to follow this note?" Snape said with a sly smile.

"Emm, this is also a way." Sisley said with the corner of his mouth twitching.

"Instead of finding loopholes in our poor professor's questions, you should take a dig at your teacher and let so many of us play a childish game of house with him... ha." Snape said.

"Severus, you are always like this, but Sisley will understand me, right?" Dumbledore patted Sisley on the head and asked.

"I can understand your thoughts, but I can't understand your motives. It's not more cost-effective to package Harry as a savior than to go to Voldemort's lair with your wand," Sisley said.

"You haven't looked far enough," said Dumbledore.

Sisley nodded and said, "Maybe."

"Why are you two playing charades again?" Snape said calmly.

"uh-huh."

"Come on, Sisley, you can also design a level to make it a little more difficult for you." Dumbledore patted Sisley on the back and said.

"It's really a chore to let both Quirrell and Harry pass." Sisley curled his lips and then picked up the wand.

He casually cast a blue fire net.

"Is it that simple? Maybe Quirrell can get through, but how are you going to let our conceited Mr. Potter get through?" Snape asked.

"I'll take him through. Although I know I designed it to be so casual, teacher, I think you should be more casual." As he said this, Sisley looked at Dumbledore speechlessly.

"If you continue to ridicule me like this, I won't call you on interesting things in the future." Dumbledore said, spreading his hands.

"Hey, that's wrong. Don't be angry. Teacher, aren't there special circumstances this semester? It will be fine next semester." Sisley quickly ran to Dumbledore and held his arm.

"Heh, I'd better go." After saying that, Snape turned around and left.

"Does he dislike us both?" Sisley asked.

"Actually, I also think it's a bit disgusting for us to be like this." Dumbledore said expressionlessly.

"Come on, teacher, just take a walk here by yourself, I'm leaving too." Sisley slapped Dumbledore's arm away and left quickly.

"Eh... none of them respect their elders." Dumbledore said with a sigh.

.........

Sisley returned to the common room and was immediately dragged into a corner by Hermione.

"What's going on? It's always such a surprise." Sisley sat down on the sofa and began to rub Hermione's little hand beside him.

"We just went to see Hagrid. He said that you participated in the level design to protect the Sorcerer's Stone?" Harry asked quickly.

"Well, what's wrong? Is it weird?" Sisley shrugged and said.

"Can you tell us what the levels are?" Ron came over and said excitedly.

"No, I have promised the teacher not to tell anyone, including you." Sisley shook his head.

"There is no one else here. How about being accommodating to Sisley?" Harry quickly sat down next to Sisley and asked with a smile on his face.

"No, this really won't work. I already promised the teacher, I can't keep it to myself." Sisley shook his head like a rattle.

Sisley looked at Harrow and the two men looking at him with eyes that were going crazy, and said helplessly: "The teacher told me before that you can entrust your life to Hagrid, but you can't entrust your secrets." After saying that, he picked up one casually. He held the pillow in his arms without saying a word.

"Brother Sisley, in our hearts, this much is enough. We also know that if we continue to talk, it will be difficult for you. We all understand." After saying this, the two of them stood up and looked at Hermione.

Hermione shook her head, obviously not interested.

"Okay, I'll tell you after we ask." With that, the two of them left in a hurry.

"Want to go for a walk?" Hermione suddenly said after a while.

"Okay." Sisley responded, and the two left the lounge and slowly walked down the stairs.

"This is the first time I know that you can be so observant?" Hermione said walking behind Sisley.

"I have never made promises easily before, and of course I have to keep the promises I have made." Sisley replied.

"You really can't tell?" Hermione asked again.

Sisley stopped, and Hermione behind him bumped into Sisley's back before he could react.

"Do you want me to tell you?" Sisley turned around, grabbed Hermione's wrists with both hands and pressed Hermione against the stone wall.

Hermione was so frightened by this sudden turn of events that she froze on the spot. She was pressed against the wall by Sisley, and her wrist was so painfully held.

"Or do you think I should satisfy you unconditionally?" Sisley let go of Hermione's wrist, then held Hermione's shoulders against the wall and continued to speak in a deep voice.

Hermione looked at Sisley's plain silver eyes and was so frightened that her face turned pale. It was as if the world had gone silent. She could only see Sisley's mouth opening and closing, but could not hear what he was saying.

Soon Sisley sighed, let go of Hermione's shoulders, pulled Hermione to sit on the steps, and gently rubbed the red wrist that had just been held.

Hermione looked at Sisley who was rubbing her wrist and felt a sense of relief, and even felt a strange sense of pleasure in her heart.

"Sorry," Hermione said suddenly.

Sisley raised the corners of his mouth slightly, touched Hermione's hair and said, "It's okay, I forgive you."