[HPDH] Glass color

When Neville found Harry, Harry had already put the glass-colored diary in his suitcase, and he was lying on the bed sound asleep, he was really exhausted.

Then Harry was pushed awake by Neville, "So you're here, Harry."

"Sorry for worrying you." Harry rubbed his sleepy eyes with a gentle smile, and he was back again, the "war hero" who wanted to be gentle with the whole world.

"No, I should be sorry, I forgot to tell you the password to the Gryffindor common room, and the fat woman told me she saw you walking in the direction of 'Troll's Tapestry Barnabas' Yes, I thought you went to the Room of Requirement, but unfortunately you were not there. Then I thought of Dobby, who provided the clue." Neville talked about his experience in one breath.

Harry nodded to show that he was listening, and then he saw Dobby, the house-elf who had given him so much trouble in his second year.

Dobby, with big bat-like ears and protruding green eyes the size of tennis balls, bowed deeply to Harry when he saw Harry, his long thin nose touching the carpet .He was wearing a clean unlined shirt, clearly the work of Hermione, who still couldn't forget her student career all these years ago.

"Dobby is very pleased to see you again, Mr. Potter, the great Mr. Harry Potter, sir. It is a great honor for Dobby." Dobby spoke in a slow tone, but he was much more fluent than before. It seems that he It has also changed a lot.

Wait, Harry suddenly felt like he thought of something the second he saw Dobby, but he forgot it soon.He frowned secretly, that thought was like a flash of lightning, fleeting from Harry's brain, it disappeared before Harry had time to react.The stuffy feeling made Harry a little uncomfortable, and he didn't like it.

Harry and Neville ate the nearest dinner in the Slytherin common room, and Dobby brought piles of delicious food from the kitchen, and it kept coming.It's deserted for the summer holidays, which is suffocating those house-elves at Hogwarts.

During dinner, Neville apologized again for his carelessness.

Harry smiled helplessly, "Hey, old man, you don't have to blame yourself and worry so much, okay? Who do you think is sitting in front of you? I dare not say that I know Hogwarts best People, but I think the number of night tours in my student days must have reached an unmatched level, Hogwarts is my home, will you get lost in your home?"

"Honestly, I did get lost in my house." Neville's cheeks flushed again.

"After all, the Longbottom family is a big family with a long history. Cough, the ancestral house is bigger, so it's understandable to get lost." Harry replied awkwardly. He felt that his words were dry and cold.

Neville also laughed a few times along with him, and it was obvious that Harry's relief didn't make him feel much better.

After dinner, Neville left amidst the turquoise flames of the Headmaster's office fireplace (the only one still connected to the Fireplace Network during the summer holidays).After Neville left, Harry was not in a hurry to leave the headmaster's office. He felt that it was necessary for him to have a talk with the portrait of Headmaster Dumbledore, maybe that would help him solve his inexplicable upset recently.

Harry looked at the largest portrait behind the headmaster's chair, but to Harry's disappointment, there should have been a wise old man there, but now, there was only a delicate frame and a blank canvas left.

"Where is Headmaster Dumbledore?" Harry looked up, full of doubts, and turned to those old headmasters, hoping that someone could give him an answer.

"Hmph," Snape's unique cold snort came from the portrait next to him, Harry turned his head and met Snape's eyes, which had the same content as Harry saw him when he first saw him The indifference and emptiness you feel when you are in the middle of the night reminds you of two dark tunnels.

(Refer to Chapter 8 of "Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone" for the feeling that Snape's eyes brought to Harry)

"Oh, yes, I thought who it was, it turned out to be our great Harry? Who has to be here to hear Your Excellency." Snape's voice was barely above a whisper, but Harry caught every word he said.Like Headmaster McGonagall, Snape had the power to intimidate Harry with little effort.

Harry was momentarily choked speechless and lowered his head, he didn't want to have any trouble with Snape.But he still couldn't help his muffled whisper back, "I didn't mean that, Snape, sir." Facing Snape, Harry always had trouble finding his reason.

Snape curled his lips contemptuously, "Fame can't always help you go so smoothly, Mr. Potter, your answer just now makes me feel as if you haven't graduated from this school. You haven't changed at all, it's still the same Wayward selfish, self righteous, self-satisfied idiot brat. Too bad I can no longer deduct points from you."

Harry raised his head and glared back. Sure enough, he still couldn't bear Snape's poisonous tongue. A few simple words forced all of Harry's accomplishments these years away.Even though he told himself repeatedly, the man in front of him died for you.

"Just a few words, the great Mr. Harry Potter can't stand it? Are you sure you are really going to run for the election of the Minister of Magic this year? Forgive me, I really don't see what qualities you have , and intelligence, to deal with this general election. Please listen to harsh advice from time to time, okay? Fame is not everything, Mr. Potter." Snape seemed not ready to let Harry go just like that, He continued to stimulate Harry's already fragile nerves.

Harry tried his best to restrain his agitated emotions, and his voice was lowered because of patience, "Thank you for your advice, Snape, sir. I will pay attention to it. Then, I'm sorry, and I have to leave beforehand."

It wasn't until Harry disappeared from the door of the office that the headmistress, Dai Lisi Derwent, crossed the border and walked into the picture frame of Snape, a junior, giggling, "Dear Sif, the way you care about people is still so awkward. It's a pity that the child didn't appreciate it, as always. Our Mr. Potter is already a grown boy, and you should give him some leeway."

"I will care about him?" Snape put on a standard sneer on his face, crossed his chest, and looked at Dai Lise indifferently.

"Do you know?" Principal Dumbledore, who had just hid elsewhere, appeared in his own picture frame with a smile, "Every time you are shy, you like to raise your tone, Sev, my boy. "

Snape raised his eyebrows, "I'm not one of your children, Albus."

"Yes, it's the way it is now. It's completely covering up the shyness. The bigger the momentum, the greater the shyness in the heart." Dai Lisi added fuel to the side.

Afterwards, in the principal's office, Snape's roar and the laughter of all the principals were mixed together.

Harry stood just outside the door, with his back pressed against the wooden door of the principal's office, his hands on the doorknob, his head tilted up, his eyes closed, and he laughed slowly.The kind that came from the heart, secretly smiling happily, warmed the whole heart.

He didn't leave right away just now, because he knew that Dumbledore was avoiding him on purpose, although he didn't know the reason.So Harry was purposely pissed off by Snape, and waited outside the door to wait for Dumbledore.But after hearing the previous conversation, Harry suddenly decided not to go in.He didn't want to destroy those happiness, and understood what Dumbledore meant by not seeing him. Dumbledore must have heard Harry's troubles from Professor McGonagall, and the answer Dumbledore gave was that he hoped that Harry Solve it yourself.

As Professor Snape said, Harry is no longer a child, he must learn to solve problems by himself.

Harry finally decided to move to the Room of Requirement to live for a while. After all, he was no longer a student of Gryffindor College, and he didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble to Principal McGonagall or himself.

The author has something to say: at this moment, it is estimated that XX is still on the train to Bayannur, and there is no airport in that poor place TT, which makes XX feel so embarrassing...

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