HP: The Blood Prince of Hogwarts

The werewolf staggered twice, shook his head, and roared as he tried to rush towards the girl, but eventually fell down due to exhaustion.

He panted and stared at Olga fiercely, as if he wanted to swallow her into his stomach.

"Honestly, if you weren't Lupin, you would have died a thousand times." Olga hadn't had such physical activity for a long time and was exhausted.

The werewolf didn't understand what Olga said and thought she was provoking him, so he tried to get up.

He was knocked unconscious by Olga's Dabikou.

hiss--

Harry and Ron reflexively made background noises.

"How long will it take for him to be normal?"

Olga stood up and stretched her wrist joints, because vampires would also get rusty if they didn't exercise for a long time.

"Wait until the moon sets." Snape replied, "The little prince of the vampire clan is truly majestic and extraordinary."

Olga:? You want to mock this?

"Have you ever thought about what would happen if you got hurt in front of your poor old dean... How would he explain to your family? I thought the vampires were not mindless creatures like the trolls. Now it seems that they are no different."

Snape spoke very quickly, and it was obvious that he was really annoyed.

"Professor, Olga was only thinking about our safety just now. She is fully capable of--" Hermione wanted to explain for Olga, but was interrupted by Snape.

"No one asked you, stuck-up Miss Granger."

Snape was very angry, for no reason. God knew how thrilling it was to watch Olga and Lupin fighting back and forth. The feeling of powerlessness came over him again.

Although he knew very well that Olga's strength was not enough to be injured by a mere werewolf, but what if?

What if I get hurt?

"What are you angry about? Are you worried that I'll get hurt, or do you hate your own incompetence?" Olga said coldly, expressionless.

Snape's a joke.

"There's no need for you to do anything," he retorted dryly.

"But my godfather might be hurt by mistake!" Harry complained.

Snape stared at Harry fiercely, and Harry instantly felt as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake, and felt creepy.

"You keep calling him godfather, but you have a deep relationship with him." Snape gritted his teeth, "So what if he was accidentally injured? He's just a fugitive. It doesn't matter if he dies."

Harry's expression inevitably reminded Snape of the annoying James Potter, who always insulted him with the same expression.

"Soon!" Harry was not to be outdone and looked directly at Snape.

Looking at those emerald green eyes that were exactly the same as Lily's, Snape's violent mood calmed down a little and he turned his head away from looking at him.

"Five points from Gryffindor for talking back to the professor."

Snape looked at Olga. The girl was still in her complete vampire form, and her scarlet eyes were cold.

He seemed to want to explain something, but just walked away.

Hermione ran to Olga, and while comforting her, she quietly touched Olga's wings. She was so moved when she first saw her, and now she finally got her!

Harry ran over to the big black dog that looked dying, whispered his concern, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that all the wounds on his body had healed.

At this moment, the temperature around them suddenly dropped again. Olga suddenly raised her head to look at the sky and protected Hermione and others under her wings.

It's them again.

The Dementors came in groups at a very fast speed, some rushed towards Olga, and some went towards the weakest Lupin and Sirius.

Just as Olga was about to summon the wand, she saw a dazzling silver light coming from Harry's side.

An elegant stag slowly walked through the scattered Dementors and came towards Olga.

Olga was slightly stunned, and Snape's patronus, the doe, flashed through her mind.

Is it a coincidence?

After driving away the Dementors, Harry was very excited. This was the first time he successfully cast the Patronus Charm!

Sirius, who had somehow turned back into human form, looked at Harry with relief, his tone carrying a hint of nostalgia: "Your Patronus is the same as James'."

"A stag...his Animagus is also a stag." Sirius sat on the ground and smiled at Harry. "Lily's Patronus is a doe. They even have a pair of Patronuses."

Olga narrowed her eyes. This...it's hard not to make the vampires think too much.

This old bat couldn't possibly like Harry's mother.

Harry was visibly happier after hearing what Sirius said, and wanted him to say more, but Sirius's attention had already turned to Olga, who was deep in thought.

"Well, well, today it's all thanks to you, otherwise Lupin and I would be in trouble."

Sirius stammered his thanks, his long hair hanging down to cover his red ears.

Olga came back to her senses and nodded casually, folding her wings, and her hair and eyes gradually returned to normal.

"The Ministry of Magic still has some details to finalize, so there should be results soon. Just wait for good news."

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The results of Peter's trial were soon made public.

Since the little prince of the blood clan personally intervened, Fudge did not dare to be negligent at all.

The Daily Prophet also reported the incident simultaneously: Peter was imprisoned, and Sirius was awarded the Order of Merlin, Third Class - a reward for being wrongly imprisoned and catching the real murderer.

Olga was not very satisfied with this compensation. If she remembered correctly, that idiot Lockhart had also won the Order of Merlin, Third Class, last year. She doubted the value of this reward.

But judging by the surprise of the students around him, this Merlin Merit seemed to be a very good honor.

In addition, as the only heir of the Black family, Sirius also successfully inherited all the property.

Harry felt very lucky recently - his godfather was vindicated and he passed his final exam successfully.

Olga and Snape were caught in a subtle cold war.

The exam content of the Potions class is the shrinking potion.

Snape did it on purpose.

The shrinking potion requires the caterpillars to be sliced ​​into pieces, and this noble little prince must not want to touch those disgusting bugs.

He wanted to turn a blind eye to Olga like he had done in first grade, but he felt uncomfortable when he saw the dead face of the little girl.

Then everyone will be unhappy.

Olga stood there in a daze for a few seconds.

As Snape's face turned pale, he used the black mist to control the knife and cut the caterpillar into five very even and beautiful pieces.

"Who taught you to take shortcuts?" Snape asked, gritting his teeth.

"As long as it works." Olga was still staring at her cauldron.

When the potion was finished, Olga placed a bright green potion on Snape's desk and turned away.

"Wait a minute." Snape said subconsciously.

Olga stopped.

Snape didn't know what to say for a moment, and the atmosphere was tense.

"My poor old dean, is there anything else you want to tell your troll student?"

Snape:......