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

"Has the dinner started? Let's go quickly. I haven't had a good meal today." After saying that, the four Sisleys came to the auditorium where the emerald green Slytherin chess pieces were hung. After finding their seats, they quietly waited for the banquet to begin. .

"Sisley, I'm still a little uneasy." Harry suddenly lay down and said.

"What do you mean?" Sisley asked.

"Do you remember the spell you used to cut off Quirrell's neck?" Harry said.

"Well, Shadowless Blade was created by Professor Snape." Sisley nodded.

"At that time... that Voldemort said that Severus was his most loyal servant... I see this Snape..." Harry stopped at this point, completely speechless. Twist.

"Don't worry, the teacher knows about this, and Professor Snape is still teaching, so Voldemort must have been deceived."

"But..." Harry stopped talking mid-sentence. Sisley saw this and explained: "Which one do you think is smarter, the crazy Voldemort hiding behind Quirrell's head, or Dumbledore?"

"Huh...thank you, I feel relieved this time." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

Dumbledore, who was sitting in the middle of the professor's table, saw that it was time and waved his wand gently. In an instant, the table was filled with densely packed delicacies.

"It finally started. I haven't eaten well all day." Sisley quickly grabbed a pie and put it in his mouth.

"Eat slowly, you may choke." Hermione said as she poured a glass of pumpkin juice for Sisley.

"Yeah, okay." Sisley muttered.

Although he said he was very hungry, Sisley actually didn't eat too much. He was full after eating for a while, so he could only find some fruit for dessert, and just passed the time waiting for Dumbledore. speech.

.........

"It looks like you are all full." Dumbledore stood up and walked to the owl podium in the center of the auditorium and said.

As Dumbledore finished speaking, all the food and desserts on the table disappeared, and the table became tidy and clean again.

"Another year has passed, and I'm not going to take up your time with those clichés when you go home later. Let's just get right to the point."

In the next scene, Sisley helplessly covered his face. If nothing else, it was because Dumbledore was too naked.

But everything else was fine. Hermione and the other three really worked hard to get through, and Sisley was acting conscientiously. But in the end, Dumbledore gave Neville another ten points, on the grounds that for the benefit of the collective, facing Strong strength without flinching and fighting bravely.

Should I say it or not, this reason is not bad. After all, it is indeed brave enough to face the tough Sisley, but the extra points really make Slytherin completely break through.

Ten points, just these ten points allowed Gryffindor to win the House Cup with a ten-point lead over Slytherin.

Eh...

Shrimp! And pig heart! ! !

.........

After the dinner, Sisley among the four also found a quiet box on the Hogwarts Express. What was rare was that this time Sisley did not sleep as soon as he got on the train, but chatted enthusiastically with several people. stand up.

"Let's exchange addresses so that we can write letters to each other during the holidays." Ron took out a piece of parchment, wrote three addresses on it, and gave it to Sisley and the other three.

"Okay, write me a letter sometimes. If I don't reply, you can ask Hermione again. We live next door." Sisley also wrote down his home address.

"I wonder if they will let me write a letter during the holidays. I seriously doubt they will even give me paper and ink, let alone let Hedwig go out." Harry said in a disappointed tone, not like other little wizards. The excitement of returning home.

"Otherwise, you can just endure it for a day, and then I can go to your aunt's house the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to scare them?" Sisley said.

"But isn't it true that little wizards can't perform magic outside of school?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"Dumbledore removed the traces of his wand in advance. I'm jealous. I can't practice magic during this holiday." Hermione also pouted, obviously unhappy.

"How about you practice with my wand?" Sisley said again.

"This is too dangerous!" Harry quickly stopped him. After all, he had not forgotten the scene where Voldemort used Sisley's wand and was knocked flying and hit on the wall.

"It's okay Harry, Hermione should be fine." Sisley waved his hand and said.

As expected, Hermione was not repulsed by Sisley's wand. Although her spell casting was still somewhat blocked, that had nothing to do with the wand. It was just that Hermione simply couldn't control Sisley's wand. It wasn't that Sisley's wand was uncooperative. .

"Really, you don't know that Voldemort just used Sisley's wand to perform a magic, and was hit by the wand against the wall and died." Harry also regained his good mood and said.

"Hmm, Hermione, if you want to practice magic in the future, you can come directly to my house. I remember you have the key," Sisley said.

"Yeah, okay." Hermione nodded.

"Also Harry, the day after tomorrow at the latest, I will go to Privet Drive to help you scare them. Although I won't really hurt them, I still have to let them see the power of the wizard."

"This way they won't dare to humiliate you unscrupulously anymore, lest you go ahead and blow up their whole family." Sisley said with a smile.

"That's it." Harry was even happier, as if he had seen the look on his aunt and uncle's face as if they had eaten a fly. That was such a joy.

"By the way, come and play at my house for a while." Ron also said.

"Of course, remember to write to us when you are ready." Harry agreed quickly.

Ron looked at Sisley and Hermione again.

Sisley readily agreed, and Hermione asked awkwardly: "How many rooms do you have in your house? After all, you are all boys, so one bed is fine."

"There aren't many rooms, so you have to sleep with my sister." Ron said awkwardly.

"Huh... Of course, write to us when the time comes." Hermione said with a sigh of relief.

......

Soon, the Hogwarts Express arrived, and Ron was picked up by his mother, Mrs. Weasley. Harry's uncle also came to pick him up rarely, although the look of disgust in his eyes always made people think that he was... Wanted to put Harry in the trunk.

"Hurry up, you two. If you go home early, you can catch the midnight snack." Mrs. Granger, who was sitting in the car, waved to the two of them.

"coming!"