HP blood war

☆、Attempt to pull scales

"Well, professor..." Ron held the scissors after cutting his nails, and said with difficulty, "Can I take this scissors away? I will send you all the nails I cut in the future!"

"Okay." Snape raised his eyebrows, "give it to Potter, and let him deliver it tomorrow when he's in confinement."

Ron swallowed, and silently lit the wax for Harry.

Snape sneered secretly, yesterday he received too much information in a short period of time, it doesn't mean he forgot that Potter stunned him, used instigmatism on him, and changed his memory three times!

Suddenly Snape remembered something, and squinted at Ron: "Weasley, I remember you had scales in the Forbidden Forest..."

"!!!" Ron jumped up behind Draco in fright, and said in a trembling voice, "Professor, I don't have scales now!"

"Tsk, what a pity." Disappointed, he picked up a few bottles on the table and put them on the potion rack.

Draco looked at Ron who was shivering behind him, touched the short hair that he cut so hard, and said maliciously: "Professor, I know how to make Weasley grow scales." Oh~"

"!!!!!!" Ron suddenly understood what Draco wanted to do, and ran to the door suddenly, but unfortunately the door would not open without Snape's order.

Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at Weasley, who was scratching the door desperately, and motioned for Draco to say quickly, "Give Weasley Faberman seaweed."

Hearing Faberman seaweed, Ron scratched the door faster, but it was still useless.With his shiny teeth bared, Draco grabbed Ron's neck from behind, and stuffed Faberman seaweed into Ron's mouth viciously with the other hand.

"Hmm!" As soon as it entered his mouth, the strong irritation of Faberman seaweed to aquatic life made Ron start to struggle, but Draco tightly covered his mouth, and Ron accidentally swallowed the seaweed go down.

"Ouch—" the strong stimulation made Ron appear in a semi-awakened state.

Snape looked at the fine scales on the back of Ron's hands in a good mood, took out a scraper from the potion shelf, and walked towards Ron.

"Teacher...professor...vomit...slowly...myself...vomit...come..." Ron, who managed to spit out the ball of seaweed in his stomach, hurriedly snatched Si The spatula in Nepe's hand was huddled in the corner.He rolled up his sleeves, took a deep breath, and scratched hard on the surface of his arm, but unfortunately it didn't work at all.

"Weasley, it seems that I have to help you~" If you didn't force the seaweed, would I need your help? !Draco snatched the spatula and scraped it viciously, but the scales still didn't respond.

Snape came over and took a closer look at Ron's scales, and finally came to a regretful conclusion: "Weasley's scales are connected together, and they can't be scraped off at all."

"Tsk!" Draco gave Ron a look of 'you're lucky' in disdain, and Ron was so angry that he almost went up and slapped him on the face.

"Okay, the confinement is over." Grabbed the collars of the two little devils who were about to kill each other with their eyes, and threw them out of the office.

Draco and Ron who were thrown out looked at each other, turned and left in disgust.

…………………………In experiment…………………………

After many experiments, Snape found that it might be due to the incomplete awakening of the bloodline. The blood of ancient elves and sea monsters is not much different from the blood of current elves and sea monsters, but the blood of griffins needs to be purified before it can be used. achieve the desired effect. (Professor, do you no longer treat these three people as human beings?)

He looked at the griffon blood on the side. If it had been purified, most of the blood in the bottle would not be enough for his own research.

Snape set up the cauldron, and it seemed that he needed to brew some more volatile Lisong Potion.

"Ah!" Harry, who was writing his history homework in the library, suddenly felt a chill down his back.

☆, sell garbage

I don't know if it was because the hair provided before was too much. At the beginning, it was said that there would be three days of confinement, but in the end Snape never mentioned it except for the first day, so Harry forgot about the confinement without worry.

"Harry!" Rohart came around the corner with his bright smile and stopped Harry, who was about to go to herbal medicine class.

"What's the matter, Professor Rohart?" Harry wailed inwardly, as the damned golden-haired straw bag came to talk to him about 'celebrity self-cultivation' when he had nothing to do.

"Harry, I heard from Mr. Weasley of Ravenclaw that you like my books very much." Rohart bared his shiny teeth.

"Hehe..." Ron!If I cheat you with my front foot, you will come back with revenge, right?

"I always have a lot of preferential treatment for loyal readers like you..." He said and took out a dozen photos, "This is my exclusive autographed photo."

"Hehe..." He barely took it with a smile on his face, and after Rohart turned around and left, he immediately sold the dozen photos at the price of ten Galleons each to those few people who had been around for a long time. Brain powder.

Harry hummed a song while counting the Galleons, and he took as many photos as they came before those idiot fans realized the essence of Rohart's idiot.

It's a pity that this can only be thought about. After the herbal medicine class, Rohart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, the paper filled with questions like Rohart's introduction and the Cornish elves instantly made him A large group of people stay away from the group of brain-dead fans.

After Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Rohart bared his shiny teeth again and showed Harry a dozen photos. After Rohart left, Harry turned around and began to sell to the remaining brainless fans around.

"Two points from Gryffindor, locked up tonight for selling this crap at school." Having just sold the last photo, Snape appeared behind Harry like a ghost.

"!" Harry, who was suddenly frightened, almost threw away the Galleon in his hand.

Silently watching Snape's menacing back, Harry suddenly felt a burst of cold sweat behind him: "Why do you feel so cold all of a sudden?"

———————— Confinement ———————

Harry had just knocked on the Potions office door when it opened, and Snape was sitting behind his desk with a blank expression.

"...Professor?" Harry looked at the row of potion processing tools on the table in a cold sweat.

"Potter, regarding your previous daring behavior, I think it is completely impossible for you to learn the lesson just by asking you to provide some materials that are dispensable to you." Snape propped his hands on the table, Looking down at Harry, the pressure brought by his height and low air pressure made Harry laugh twice.

"Professor, what else do you want to do?" Snape watched in cold sweat as he picked up a bottle of memorable potion.

"Because of the awakening of your half-baked bloodline, the materials collected before need to be purified to achieve the medicinal effect. So, you understand, Potter..." I fully understand, isn't it just that the materials are not enough, let me add some more!

With dead eyes, Harry took the knife and slashed at his arm, but he underestimated the sharpness of the knife, and the planned small cut turned into a cut that bled profusely across his arm.Not only was Harry in excruciating pain, Snape was also taken aback.

"Potter!" Hastily released a hemostatic spell, but it didn't have much effect. He turned around and took out the potion from the potion shelf, and poured it directly into Harry.

☆、Please be a bit more ferocious

Snape swiped his wand to clean up the blood on the table, and told Harry disdainfully, "This is made of Mithril, and it's specially used to deal with hard potion materials, such as yours."

"..." Harry Hard Stuff Potter.

"Potter, what are you doing there!" Snape looked at Harry with the hair growth potion in distaste, "Even awakening a bloodline is half-baked."

"..." Harry, who silently downed the potion in one gulp, was frantic: What's wrong with the half-baked potion!Don't cut my hair if you have the ability!

Snape cut off most of his shoulder-length hair with a quick scissors. Harry somehow felt that Snape was in a good mood now.

Sighing, he rumpled his hair desperately. Hermione almost found out last time. He really wanted Snape to cut it shorter, but he promised that as long as he dared to say it, Snape would dare to cut him bald.

"The ingredients are almost ready, drink this up, and you can go." Snape handed over a bottle of potion, Harry didn't think much of it, just took a gulp, left the empty bottle, and left.

"Potter, I wish you a sweet dream." He threw the bottle into the trash can, and the bottle happened to be pressed against a label, which read: Potion of Nightmare.

Not to mention that Harry had a nightmare all night after returning to the dormitory, and the dark circles on his face the next day almost scared Monny who had just returned from Germany.

"Brother, what have you been up all night?" Harry could see the obscenity from Mooney's completely expressionless face.

"...It was just a night of nightmares." Harry yawned, fully understanding Snape's narrow-mindedness, "What are you doing in Germany on such a long leave this time?"

"It's nothing serious, how about the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?" Money obviously didn't want to talk, and Harry didn't ask any more.

"Extremely interprets the word 'scumbag', and taking his class is a waste of time." Harry didn't want to recall the papers from the last class at all, especially when he wrote Rohart's introduction all night in his dream .

"So exaggerated?" Mooney expressed disbelief.

"Hehe, you'll know if you try it today." If he remembers correctly, today is Rohart's first class when he finds someone to perform on stage. With Rohart's brain circuit, he will definitely make Moni who just came back from leave Performing on stage.

Facts have proved that Harry was right. When Rohart knew that Mooney had just returned from Germany, he was very happy to ask him to perform a werewolf defeated by him: "Oh, I didn't expect that my fans have grown beyond borders. Have you been to Germany?"

"..." Monny stood up expressionlessly, and stepped on Harry's shoe hard with his foot under the table.

"Hmm! Puff haha..." Harry laughed softly. Even though Mooney was still expressionless, it didn't prevent Harry from seeing Mooney's bewildered and frantic heart when Rohart called out Mooney's name. .

"Then, Mr. Cruise, please try to be as grim as possible, after all, you are a werewolf now."

"Hideous?" Mooney asked uncertainly, and Harry was already laughing cramp down there, for Moony, who was born with a dull facial nerve, and for Rohart, who was about to suffer.

After receiving Rohart's affirmative answer, Moni struggled to mobilize his facial nerves, and the result was that his expression was not only ferocious enough but also far beyond what Rohart required.

"Oh!!" Rohart, who was startled, took a step back, and then said with a dry smile: "That's it, the werewolf is as hideous as you, and it's done well."

"..." This is Moni with a hideous face.

"..." This is Harry, who clutched his stomach and laughed wildly until he could no longer make a sound.

After class, Moni rubbed his face vigorously, and it took a while for his facial features to return to normal.Harry next to him was still laughing like a convulsion: "Harry Potter!"

"Hahahaha! Didn't you see Rohart's performance! That kind of action that wants to step forward but is too scared to go forward, Money, you are really... Hahahaha... Rohart even Snape's black The face can be regarded as invisible, but you are so scared... hahahaha!" Harry covered his stomach with one hand, and put his hand on Monny's shoulder.

"It seems that Mr. Potter has a high opinion of me, do I need to add points for this?" Snape, who appeared like a ghost again, raised his eyebrows, "Gryffindor deducted two points for speaking ill of the professor, Cruise Monsieur is in confinement tonight."

"……"It's not my business!Money's paralyzed face revealed a feeling of depression.

"Hahahaha...puke cough..." This was Harry who was choking on laughter.

☆, Fanwai · Brain Hole

Since Snape knew that Ron's bloodline awakening was due to chili sauce and Faberman seaweed, in order to test whether this method would work for other people, Snape turned his attention to other people who were also at Hogwarts. on Weasley.

"Ah--" The Weasley brothers on the Gryffindor long table felt a chill behind them at the same time.

The Weasley twins, George and Freed, have always been at the forefront of the Hogwarts prank industry, but despite their constant pranks, they are very popular at Hogwarts.

In the morning, as usual, first go to the Ravenclaw long table to greet the only Ravenclaw in the family, and then return to the Gryffindor long table to prepare for dinner.

Although they are twins, they look exactly the same, but there are always some differences in some small habits. George always likes to drink a glass of pumpkin juice before eating, while Fried habitually pours pumpkin juice for George before eating.

George took the pumpkin juice from Fried and raised his head to drink it up...

"Pfft——" As soon as the pumpkin juice entered his mouth, George turned his head quickly, but still sprayed it all over the table.

"George! What's wrong?" Fried apologized to the opposite classmate who was sprayed in the face while helping George.

"Cough, cough, cough..." After coughing for a while, George stuffed a few mouthfuls of bread, and after making sure to suppress the taste in his mouth, George said with compassion: "Fried, if you Not my brother, I must have punched you in the face!"

"⊙?⊙Huh?" Fried wondered.

"You put chili sauce in the pumpkin juice!" George complained.

"No, I didn't! I never play tricks on you!" Freed yelled.

"Well, I believe you..." The house elf had already changed the food on the table, and George picked up a piece of bread and ate it, feeling the taste still in his mouth.

Snape on the teacher's bench narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued to cut the steak on the plate calmly.

Weasley experiment notes: George Weasley only reacted to chili sauce, not much to Faberman seaweed.

Compared with George, Fried likes to eat sweets. He always grabs a few donuts as a snack after every breakfast, and George will help him get a few every time.

Today's donuts are creme brulee, so there are basically not many left. George took the donuts in advance when the dessert was just served.

After History of Magic class, as soon as George took out the donuts, Fried rushed over: "George, thank you so much!"

"After being hypnotized by Professor Binns, donuts are the best refreshing medicine for me." As he said, he took a big bite of donut...

"Cough, cough, cough—" coughed earth-shatteringly, and even dropped the remaining donuts on the ground.

After finally recovering, Fried looked at the donuts on the ground and said with difficulty: "This is a creme brulee donut?! Why is it full of fishy smell?!"

Snape walked by: "Two points from Gryffindor for wasting food and littering."

Weasley's experiment notes: Fred Weasley is more uncomfortable with the taste of Faberman's seaweed than chili sauce.

Percy Weasley follows the rules, studies hard, and has excellent grades. There is nothing to criticize except that he is a little rigid and inflexible.

Percy is very conformist, to what extent?Even when he eats, he strictly follows the order of eating vegetarian dishes first and then eating meat dishes.

However, when Percy, who strictly followed etiquette, picked up a piece of pie today, he was doomed to be unable to continue to maintain etiquette.

Cut open the pie, put a fork in your mouth, and...

"Pfft! Cough cough..." He covered his mouth with his hand in time, not spraying it on the dining table.

Percy hurried out of the restaurant, coughing earth-shatteringly at the corner of the corridor.

Snape watched Percy run out with raised eyebrows, and silently took a sip of his coffee.

Weasley's experiment diary: Percy Weasley had a big reaction, but it was not clear whether it was chili sauce or Faberman's seaweed, and finally decided to experiment again.

After finally recovering from his breath, Percy tidied up her appearance and sat down at the dining table again.Picking up a glass of pumpkin juice and pouring it down, the horrible taste in my mouth finally subsided a little.

Pushing the pie aside, he didn't want to see any more pies these days.

He took a deep breath, picked up a piece of steak, and ate something with a strong taste.

"Pfft! Cough cough cough... It's that spicy smell again!" Percy Sweet and Salty Party hated chili Weasley desperately coughed.

Snape tapped the cup lightly, filling it with another cup of coffee.

Weasley's experiment notes: Percy Weasley's reaction to chili sauce is relatively large.

Final results: Of the three Weasley brothers, Fred Weasley had a reaction to Faberman seaweed and suggested another experiment.

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah——" Fried sneezed hard several times, and suddenly felt a gust of cold wind behind him.

☆、Forcibly move

When Mooney came back from confinement that day, the first thing he did was strangle Harry's neck, but Harry almost died laughing at Mooney's new hairstyle.

"Potter, I'm sorry to disturb your night life, but I still want to ask, do you still remember our deal?" Diary felt that if he didn't come out to ask again, this nervous Gryffindor would make him Spend a semester under your pillow.

"Puff, cough, sorry, I've been busy recently." Harry breathed out twice, finally suppressing the urge to laugh.

"Who are you?" Money looked at the diary floating in mid-air translucently like a ghost.

"I'm Tom Riddle, and I'm also Voldemort. It takes a lot of magic power to talk like this, wait a moment." The book under the pillow squirmed out bit by bit, the diary returned to the book, and the book opened, "The specific situation made Potter Let me explain to you, the most important thing now is to go to the Room of Requirement to find the crown." The diary is very depressed, obviously already knows where the Horcrux is, but why is this Potter not in a hurry at all!

Harry and Mooney came to the eighth floor in the cloak of invisibility, and went back and forth three times in front of the tapestry where the idiot Barnabas trained the dwarves to dance, thinking silently: a place where things can be hidden.

Looking at all kinds of sundries and waste products as high as the ceiling, Harry suddenly thought of the same mess in Audrey Fan's wand shop, the wands as high as the ceiling.

"What are you standing here for, Potter?" the diary urged. "It would take me a while to find the diadem among all the magical junk."

"..." Harry was silent for a while, and suddenly thought that among all the horcruxes in his previous life, the most tragic death was the crown horcrux and... what did the crown look like?

Because there was too much magic in this place similar to the utility room, the diary directed Harry to turn left and right in a large pile of waste, until he saw a bust of a male wizard, and the diary finally pointed to the bust. The crown on his head said, "This is it."

Looking at the dirty diadem, Mooney said in disgust: "Hey, diary, does Voldemort have such bad taste? You are a cheap Muggle notebook, and this diadem also looks dirty and old, black and white. Is the devil so poor?"

The diary fell silent upon hearing Mooney's words, and even if the crown was Ravenclaw's, it couldn't be denied that it was a dirty-looking scrap.

When the diary was about to explain, the crown suddenly vibrated, and then a phantom with the same appearance as the diary but a little more mature floated out: "Don't you even have this knowledge! This is the crown of Ravenclaw! This is the crown of Ravenclaw! But thousands of years..."

"Thousands of years of waste!" Before Xu Ying could finish speaking, Moni came to a conclusion.

"..." Xuying was silent for a while, and then became furious: "Stupid Gryffindor! This is an antique! I don't know how many people are rushing to get it outside!"

"Grab a dilapidated, featureless, and outdated diadem?" Money first couldn't believe it, and then spread his hands blankly, "Well, I can't figure out the thoughts of rich and brain-dead people. "

"...Diary, what do you want from me?" Xu Ying decided to ignore the bastard who almost blew him up.

"Ahem, let me introduce first, this is Harry Potter. Of course, I don't think you are interested in knowing who the other Gryffindor is, so I won't talk about it." The diary broke away from the book, "I I need you to help me open the Ravenclaw chamber, find the body of that damned couatl, and crush that thing to ashes."

"Leaving aside whether Ravenclaw has a Chamber of Secrets, you're so sure I know how to open it?" Diadem sat on a chair that appeared out of nowhere.

"If there is no secret room, I will not come to you. As for how to open it... you have been in Ravenclaw's crown for so many years and you don't even know about it?" The diary expressed with eyes: You are not that stupid Bar?

"...I know where the Chamber of Secrets is, and I know how to open it, but there is one thing that needs to be changed in the deal you made with the Savior. Who is the subjective consciousness, and in the end each depends on his ability." Crown looked at Harry.

"Okay." Isn't it just a fight for the shell, just find a bigger crucible and throw it all in. Whoever wins and who loses depends on his own ability.Harry thought irresponsibly.

"Potter, did you ask me to change the content of the transaction?" Diary put his arms around his shoulders.

"Is it useful to ask you? When it's time to grab it, I still have to grab it. Anyway, I just need to find the reptile's body. You should discuss the matter of the Horcrux yourself."

"Bah!" Glancing at Guan Guan, the diary returned to the notebook in disdain.

"Hey! Diary, you didn't say how to get the crown into the notebook?" Harry shook the notebook.

"Come in here! Just take the crown and go. I'd rather keep fighting landlords than play mahjong with that guy! Let that guy play dice alone! (Don't ask me where I got Doudizhu and Mahjong from England)" The voice of the diary came from the diary.

"Hehe, young man." The crown commanded the crown to float up, and went straight to the diary, and then a mark of the crown appeared on the cover of the diary, and then the diary roared: "How did you get in!"

"Hey, this is the crown, how did you move it there?" Hearing the haughty but detached voice, it seemed to be a golden cup.

"It's very simple, I'll teach you..."

"Get out immediately!"

Looking at the distorted notebook in his hand, Harry blinked, and then stuffed it into Mooney's hand: "Horcruxes can't use the silencing spell, and Filch will definitely hear you when you go back to the dormitory in this state, so please forgive me." After finishing speaking, Harry put on the invisibility cloak and hurriedly left the Room of Requirement before Mooney could react.

"..." Money spread his face and looked at the constantly twisted and noisy notebook in his hand, "Harry Potter! Are you letting me stay in this kind of garbage dump all night!!"

☆、Chapter name changed for the third time

Not to mention that when Mooney came back from Germany after a whole lot of shit, Harry got him to stand in a room full of clutter and be forced to listen to a few horcruxes arguing about 'horcruxes getting to each other' Visiting is a sign of friendship' problem led to a sleepless night of resentment as powerful as Snape's low pressure.

After sneaking away wearing an invisibility cloak, Harry went back to the dormitory and fell on the bed. The other two roommates snored slightly under the sleeping spell, and Harry lay on the bed clutching his left rib and twitching in pain. Angry: "Damn it! What the hell are you doing!"

The pain in the left rib is exactly the same as the indirect convulsion caused by random drug testing in the previous life, and the pain in the left rib will be even worse if you take a big breath.

Nearly half an hour later, the pain in his left rib subsided. Harry changed his position and lay down on the bed, massaging his arm muscles that were a little numb due to the constant movement. After a while, Harry maintained the position of massaging his arm. Snoring softly.

The next morning, Harry was woken up by being slapped across the face with a book by Money.

"Harry Potter! Do you know how much damage these thousand-year-old junk and cheap notebooks have done to my ears this night!!" Money grabbed Harry's collar and gritted his teeth.

Harry nodded confusedly: "I can guess it." Then, maintaining the posture of being pulled by the collar, he tilted his head and grunted again.

"..." Monny's forehead was tensed with blue veins, and the upper half of his face was covered with shadows. He grabbed Harry's head and slammed it against the bedside table.

'boom! 'The loud noise woke up the other two people in the same dormitory: "What noise?!"

"It's okay, you guys go on to sleep." Money blocked Harry, his expressionless face couldn't see the man's murderous behavior just now.

"Oh..." The two of them were also in a daze, they didn't ask any more questions, and fell back on the bed.

"Bah!" Harry sucked his head out of the bedside table, spitting out the bits of wood in his mouth, "Monny, you're murder!"

"Huh!" Mooney took off the glove (does anyone remember the expensive glove?), and slapped Harry on the back.

"Aw——" As a fire-attributed Griffon, being pressed on the back by a lump of 'ice' with special freezing effects, it felt like a cup of hot water after eating chili.

Due to the unstable cold air produced by Moni, a layer of frost formed on the surface of Harry's skin, which was then turned into steam by the high temperature of the skin, but the "ice cube" on his back did not move away, and the result was frost forming on the side. Create steam that looks like a sauna.

"You win! I apologize!" said Harry reluctantly.

Money put on his gloves, glanced at the smoking griffin noblely and coldly, threw the book on Harry's face again, and walked out of the dormitory to eat in the dining room.

Harry lifted the book and opened it, and then there were black lines on his face.The pattern displayed on the notebook is a group of neatly arranged squares, and four patterns are painted on the four sides of the squares: crown, notebook, gold cup, locket, and the scientific name of these squares is... Mahjong.

"Red middle." The diary threw out a red middle.

"Nonsense!" Guan Guan laughed at the diary, "Young man, do you want to continue? This is already the fourth round."

"Go on, I don't believe I can't win!"

'Snap' Harry closed the book and stuffed it into the bottom of the suitcase.

☆、Change hairstyle

Close the suitcase firmly, then tuck the suitcase under the bed: "Go slow!"

Rubbing his somewhat long hair, looking in the mirror at the hair on the top of his head that was messier than a bird's nest, Harry sighed, and the first thing he did every morning was to rub his hair: "It's better to just cut the bald hair." Of course This is absolutely impossible.

In the corridor, Harry yawned and walked slowly towards the dining room. Hermione ran over from behind with a book in her arms: "Good morning, Harry."

"Good morning." When Harry saw Hermione, his first reaction was to rub his hair - Hermione almost noticed last time.

"Harry, I've actually wanted to say it for a long time..." Hermione looked at Harry's unique hairstyle, thinking about what words to use to express her disdain for Harry's hairstyle without hurting Harry's self-esteem, " Although your hair is a little longer and messy... well, I mean, you can change it to another hairstyle, such as adding a bang or something, don't you like people staring at your forehead?"

"Um, it's fine, but I don't know what kind of haircut is better, and my hair is more stubborn..." In the past, Aunt Petunia tried to cut, perm, and straighten because she couldn't understand his bird's nest hair. I tried it again, but the effect disappeared the next day.

"My roommate recommended me a pair of scissors that can automatically cut hair. I have already mail-ordered it. I will give you a new hairstyle when it is delivered." Hermione said, picking out a book from the pile of books in her hand. "The second half of this magazine has men's hairstyles that are popular recently, you go back and pick them out."

"Then thank you in advance." Harry happily took the book, after all he didn't like his bird's nest head either.

Professor Binns' history of magic class has always been a big killer in the hypnosis world. Within 5 minutes of the class, Gryffindor had already collapsed, and there were still five or six Slytherins still holding on. After 10 minutes, Gryffindor The entire army has been basically wiped out, and the Slytherin is also all lying on the back of the head on the table.

"Harry?" Mooney tried his best, and turned his head to see Harry reading a magazine with gusto.

"Money, do you think I should straighten my hair or cut it short?" Harry pointed to the two hairstyles in the magazine. He flipped through them from head to tail, and he still felt that these two were the most suitable for him.

"..." Mo Ni rubbed his sleepy eyes, and took a closer look at the two figures.Harry finally planned to change his hairstyle. He felt very stressed walking next to a mobile birdhouse every day, "Cut it short, anyway, your hair is naturally curly, so you don't even have to perm it."

"Then cut it short, straightening it might obstruct your vision a bit." The most important thing is that this straightened hairstyle is inexplicably similar to Snape's hairstyle.I also looked at the evaluation of the straight hair style: elegant... the reason why Snape can bring hellish low pressure with straight hair is because he doesn't wash his hair often so it can't be elegant?

"Ah!" Snape, who was correcting homework in the cellar, sneezed.

At lunch, Hermione's mail-order magic scissors were delivered by an owl, and then Hermione dragged Harry back to the Gryffindor lounge without waiting for Harry to finish eating.

Dumbledore on the teacher's table looked at Hermione with a smile and basically dragged Harry out of the dining room: "It's good to be young."

"Fuck, Gryffindor." Snape disdainfully said that Potter, like his old man, was a fool who was obsessed with chasing women.

"Hermione, there's no need to be in such a hurry, right? I haven't finished my meal yet." Harry looked at Hermione aggressively holding the scissors at him, dumbfounded.

"No, I can't stand your messy hairstyle anymore!" Hermione started the scissors according to the instructions.

"Ah—" suddenly Scissors squeaked, startling Hermione and Harry, "what bad taste to put a bird's nest on your head!"

"Hehe..." This is Harry who was despised by a pair of scissors.

"You're so right!" This was Hermione who agreed very much.

"...Hermione." Harry looked at Hermione with dead eyes.

"Can you give him a haircut like this?" Hermione ignored Harry who was hit, and pointed to the short hair style Harry had chosen in the magazine.

"Of course!" Then the scissors began to work on Harry's head.

Hermione looked at the hair that kept falling under Harry's feet, and turned away satisfied. She didn't finish her lunch either.

It wasn't until class was about to start that the picky scissors on the top of his head finally cut his hair.The moment the scissors stopped, Harry patted the hair on his body casually, and ran out of the lounge as if fleeing for his life. The mouth of the scissors was as annoying as Snape!

Stepping on to the door of the greenhouse, Professor Sprout was the most tempered of all the professors (except for Professor Binns, who wouldn't say anything even if he wasn't in class), so Harry wasn't deducted points.

"Today we are going to repot the mandrakes and everyone has to put on their earmuffs because the scream of a mature mandrake can kill a man, even if it is immature Let you pass out." Professor Sprout distributed earmuffs to everyone, earnestly exhorting.

After making sure that all the students had put on the earmuffs, Professor Sprout led the students into the greenhouse, where there were some plants with yellow-green flowers on the tables.

The author has something to say: These chapters are basically transitions~

☆, the disappearing basilisk

"You must watch how I do it." Professor Sprout grabbed the stem of the Mandrake, and then pressed it hard, a grass root that looked like a human was pulled out with a piercing scream, Then Professor Sprout quickly put it into another pot. "Like this, it's very simple, just remember not to touch its roots, it will bite you."

Everyone stood in front of a pot of Mandrakes. Harry's Mandrakes bloomed larger than the others.

Screams rang out in the greenhouse one after another, and Harry suddenly remembered that Draco was bitten by a mandrake when he was teaching this class in his previous life after pulling up the roots.Turning his head curiously, he found that Draco's mandrake was still sleeping quietly after being pulled up.

"Idiot, I'm an elf." Draco smiled disdainfully when he saw Harry's puzzled eyes.

"That's amazing." Harry gritted his teeth, and then turned his head to see that Mooney looked at the flower pot in front of him without moving.

Harry threw a small clod at Money.

Money looked up, and Harry was startled by the gloomy look on his face: 'What! '

'Why are you not moving? ' Harry pointed to Mooney's flowerpot.

'...'Money raised his hand, but just as he touched the leaves, the whole Mandrake plant began to tremble. After Mooney mercilessly pulled out the grass roots, Harry looked at the grass roots that should have been screaming in surprise Shrinking into a ball, there is no way to stuff it into another basin.

Harry twitched the corner of his mouth, and turned his head to look at the mandrake in Draco's hand, which was bubbling in sleep. There was a big difference.

Draco also saw the clump of grass roots in Moni's hands, looked at Professor Sprout, made sure he wasn't looking this way, and while the people around him weren't paying attention, he replaced himself with a potted mandrake and The one in Money's hand made an exchange.

"..." This is Harry who inexplicably felt that something showed his face.

Grab the root of the mandrake and stuff it into the soil, and the flowers exposed on the soil become wilted.

'It's great to have a partner! ' Harry looked defiantly at Mooney.

'Idiot' Money hugged the flower pot Draco had stuffed into his hands, turning his face away from the childish Potter.

After class, Harry hurried back to the dormitory. After cutting his hair before, it seemed that some pieces of hair fell into his clothes, and his back felt uncomfortable.

After returning to the dormitory and just taking off his shirt, Seamus, who also returned to the dormitory, exclaimed: "Potter! What's on your back?"

"Huh?" Harry touched his back, a part of the skin on his back was uneven to the touch, rushed into the bathroom, and saw in the mirror that there was a black scar on his back from the right shoulder blade to the ribs that seemed to be corroded.

"Potter?" Seamus hooked his head cautiously.

"Sorry, Seamus, to scare you." Harry calmly walked to the side of the robe he had taken off, and quietly took out his wand.

"It's okay, but you are..." Seamus was stunned by Harry's spell before he finished speaking.

"It's a good thing to forget nothing." Harry sighed and revised Seamus' memory.

The scar on his back, if he remembers correctly, should be the place where he was corroded by the feathered snake's venom when he fought with the feathered snake in his previous life.

Harry sat on the floor of the bathroom, looking at the scar, and Seamus had already left the dormitory for dinner, and the scar gradually disappeared under Harry's gaze: "It's so fucking weird! "

Get dressed and grab the invisibility cloak.When Harry saw the scar today, he remembered that there was a thousand-year-old basilisk in the school.

Put on the invisibility cloak, carefully avoid the students and professors in the corridor, go to the abandoned bathroom on the second floor, and open the entrance to the secret room.

"I will never understand what Slytherin thinks." Jumping off the pipe, looking at the dirty sewer, Harry really wanted to ask why Slytherin set the entrance here.

Not long after walking forward, Harry saw the slough of a huge basilisk lying in the middle of the road. Without a space bag, no matter how precious Harry was, it was impossible for him to walk around with a huge slough.

Going around carefully—if you accidentally break a little bit of Draco Snape's true biography, Potion Control Malfoy will definitely kill Harry—after passing through several bends, Harry saw the carved door again. Two intertwined snakes, the eyes of which are set with the gate of a huge shining emerald.

"I don't know if I can find time to pry the gem off." Harry Potter muttered in a low voice and opened it in Parseltongue.