HP blood war

"The diary nodded proudly.

"Well, I have to say that you are very powerful." As for the spirit behind it, I can guess, "You said that the Feathered Serpent plotted against you?"

"You know that the Dark Lord has been pursuing immortality, and the Horcrux is the way I searched for it. Of course, even if I blindly pursued eternal life back then, I couldn't make fun of the soul as soon as I came up. I planned to find a few people to do it at first. Experiment...don't look at me like this, Muggle life is not worth much to me back then." Harry turned his face in disgust, and the diary continued, "When I found the basilisk, the feather snake was already possessed by the basilisk. body, and I didn't realize that there was something wrong with the basilisk because of my excitement. When I left the secret room with the basilisk manipulated by the feathered snake and accidentally...Of course, it may be the feathered snake deliberately...killing Myrtle, The requirements for making Horcruxes have been met, and under the plot of Feather Snake... I, the diary, was born. Feather Snake changed the memory of me and the main soul, making me think that Horcruxes are the method of eternal life, and my soul split The more there are, the easier it will be for Feathered Serpent to occupy my body. When all my horcruxes are destroyed, the main soul will not live long, but you are doing Feathered Serpent a favor by killing the main soul. .

So when I go back to that year, the first thing to do is to use the spell used by the feathered snake to plot against me to cut off half of its soul, so that the feathered snake with a severely injured soul will have to fall into a deep sleep.But what I didn't expect was that the memory of the main soul was still modified even so, so the main soul was still advancing on the road of constantly dividing the Horcrux. "

"But the soul of the basilisk is still suppressed by the feathered snake." Harry's eyes were full of dissatisfaction with the quality of the diary spells.

"That's a Feathered Serpent that has lived for countless years! The basilisk just a thousand years ago is not enough to look at in front of it! If it wasn't for the incomplete soul, the Feathered Serpent would have stared at you to death! It doesn't have to obey the rules of the Basilisk and Slytherin." Promise." The Diary yelled back at Harry Heartless Potter.

The author has something to say: Grandma is home ╮(??ω??)╭

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☆, the name is weak

"Tsk!" Harry was very dissatisfied, since half of the soul can be cut off, why can't it just be destroyed.

"When I came back, I had been separated. I was desperate to do this before being stuffed into the notebook! I almost finished the game for this!" If it wasn't for the physical diary, I would have scratched Harry's face .

"It's really useless." Harry threw the notebook back into the pile of luggage in disgust.

"Potter!" The diary glared at Harry viciously, then turned and went back to the diary.

Shrugging his shoulders, he packed his luggage, put the book back under the pillow, and was about to put the suitcase back under the bed, when suddenly Harry fell headfirst on the bed: "Ugh!"

The twitch-like pain in the left rib reappeared, and the pain intensified with every breath. Fortunately, it didn't last long this time.Tucking the suitcase under the bed, Harry went to the bathroom and took a shower, throwing his sweat-soaked clothes into a basket beside him.

Standing under the shower, Harry brushed his wet hair down the back of his head and took a deep breath.This didn't happen to the other three people except him. Although he didn't know why, Harry thought it was better not to tell others.

After changing into a new set of clothes, Harry left the dormitory and headed towards the library. The important thing now was the basilisk. He needed to check the complete formula of the potion. Snape was waiting to pull his tooth.

"Hermione." Hermione's location is easy to recognize, and Hermione is the one with the most books around in the library.

"Harry, are you done?" Hermione looked up from the tome.

"Well, sort of. Well, do you know where the book on potions is?"

"It's on the third shelf. Don't you dislike potions?" Hermione looked at Harry suspiciously.

"I don't like it, but you also know that Snape always dislikes me. If I don't read a few more books, I deeply doubt that my final grade will be a failure." Thanks again to Professor Snape for his reputation~

"I sympathize with you on that, Harry." Hermione believed it without a doubt.

Harry spread his hands to express his helplessness, then walked to the third bookshelf, scanning one by one, but found no useful books at all, most of the books were similar to "Using Basic Potions".

"Oh, how stupid I am!" Harry suddenly remembered that there was no way such a thing as a soul separation potion could appear in a book that everyone could read.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the □□ area, thinking whether to go on a night tour at night, or to find a way to get a permit from the professor.But professors are not good at fooling around...

"Oh, Mrs. Pince, don't be too hard on the students, they just want my autograph..." Rohart's voice filled the library, and Harry's eyes lit up.It's so flickering!

When Rohart left the library, Harry trotted behind and stopped Rohart when he passed the restaurant: "Professor Rohart!"

"What is it, Harry?" Rohart's gleaming teeth almost dazzled Harry's eyes.

"Professor Rohart, I have something to ask for your help." Harry looked at Rohart with a trace of admiration on his face, and admired his acting skills in his heart.

"Of course." Rohart quickly agreed.

"I have a book I want to read, but it's in the □□ area, I don't know if you can..."

"No problem!" Before Harry finished speaking, Rohart took out a notebook and a brush from somewhere, signed his name, tore it off and handed it to Harry.

"Thank you so much, Professor Rohart." Harry smiled genuinely now.

Goodbye to Rohart, Harry returned to the library and handed the signature to Mrs. Pince. Harry went straight to the first section. Because there were too many books in the first section, Harry did not find a book with the title until the library was about to close. For the book "The Forgotten Potion".

Quickly find the recipe for the soul separation potion and copy it down, rush into the restaurant before the meal is over, and have a bunch of desserts for dinner.

After the curfew, the door to the Gryffindor lounge opened quietly, and the fat lady on the door was fast asleep.Harry dodged the patrolling Filch and came to the cellar and knocked on the door of the Potions Office. It wasn't until Harry started kicking the door that the Medusa on the door yawned and told him that Snape was on the night watch and he wasn't in the office at all.

"..." Harry vaguely remembered this matter. (See Chapter 59 for details)

"Can't you open the door first?" Harry asked Medusa.

"Son, even I don't dare to challenge Professor Snape's majesty. I don't want to retire yet." Medusa shook her head resolutely.

"What if I threaten you to let me in?" Harry drew his wand.

"...Son, I advise you to take a look behind you."

"Wow, what's so important that Mr. Potter came to threaten my gatekeeper at night." Snape's deep voice made a cold sweat form on Harry's back.

"Sh, Professor Snape."

☆, blame me

Harry sat on the sofa, the invisibility cloak in his hand was about to be rubbed into dried vegetables.

"Potter, do you want me to extract your teeth?" Snape looked maliciously at the potions shelf.

"Uh, sort of...here's the complete potion formula." Harry took the note out of his pocket.

"Potter, I didn't expect you to be so stupid as to find the formula." Harry asked with a face, why Snape scolded him again.

Snape picked up the open book on the table - Harry thought it looked familiar - and held up the cover so that Harry could clearly see the title: The Forgotten Potion.

"..." Harry took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to growl, gritted his teeth and said, "Professor, since you already have the formula, how about doing research today?" He didn't want to see Snape again, he was afraid he couldn't help punching him in the face.

"With pleasure." Snape raised his eyebrows, took out the pliers again and walked towards Harry.

"Professor, is there no anesthesia or anything?" Seeing Snape's preparation for the 'surgery without anesthesia', the muscles on Harry's face twitched a few times, and he suddenly felt that he couldn't speak easily.

"Any anesthetic will affect the efficacy of the medicine." Snape explained kindly and was about to open Harry's mouth.

"Wait, wait!" Harry hurriedly rolled over the sofa and hid behind it. "I don't believe that the wizard who created this potion also directly pulled out the teeth of the griffin!"

"Thousands of years ago, when the Holy See and wizards were at odds, magical creatures were often implicated. Although griffins live in groups, there are always one or two left alone, so the teeth of a dead griffin are probably enough. . . . " Snape was in a good mood to explain to Harry, since he could see Potter suffering right away.

"..." Harry let out a breath, and opened his mouth after making enough mental preparations, "Pull it out!"

Snape raised his eyebrows, then pinched Harry's cheek to make sure Harry wouldn't close his mouth suddenly, then clamped a lower canine with pliers, and said suddenly: "Potter, how did I die in your memory?" of?"

"..." Harry thought of the memories his professor gave him before he died, and just as he was about to say a word, there was a sharp pain in his mouth, and tears dripped down his cheeks on the sofa, and the hand on the back of the sofa was straight Pinch into the sofa, "Aww!"

Snape put the bloodshot teeth into the bottle in a good mood, then turned his head to look at the puppet Potter cub who was covering his mouth and looked miserable: "Potter, as the savior, you actually Teeth crying like an unweaned brat."

"..." This is Harry who is speechless in pain.

"Hey!" Snape felt inexplicably happy looking at the aggrieved Harry, probably because the young Potter looked so much like the old Potter. ← This is Snape gloating.

"Okay, Potter. Open your mouth, and you can go after pulling out one more tooth." Snape raised his eyebrows gloatingly, holding up the pliers.

"Oh!" As soon as he opened his mouth, the blood in his mouth flowed down the corner of his mouth.

Snape looked at Harry with distaste, and handed Harry a wastebasket: "Hurry up, Potter!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Harry opened his mouth again, and the teeth in his mouth were bloodshot, looking quite scary.Snape caught the other lower canine: "Potter, you..."

Harry secretly made preparations, but before Snape finished speaking, there was another sharp pain reaching his forehead, and the tears flowed even harder.

"Mmmmm!" Harry covered his mouth, deeply condemning Snape's behavior.

"Potter, I can't understand what you're squeaking, you can go." Snape put away his two teeth, and was in a good mood to clean the pliers.

"!" Are you planning to let me go back with two missing teeth like this!Harry's eyes widened to reveal that.

"I didn't expect you to be so impatient, so you haven't brewed the potion for filling your teeth yet." Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at the bewildered Harry.

Why didn't you say it before!Harry's eyes were about to pop out of the frame.

"Hey! You asked me if I could start the research today, and you didn't ask me if I had any tooth potions." Snape said, everything is your own impatience to blame.

"..." Harry glared at Snape, grabbed the invisibility cloak, turned and pushed open the door, I was out of my mind to ask Snape to help brew the potion!

Not two steps away, Snape pushed open the door of the potions office: "Potter."

Harry turned his head angrily, and a black figure hit him head-on, and raised his hand reflexively to block it... Kacha!

"What a pity, that's the only tooth potion on the potions shelf." Snape gave a sardonic schadenfreude and closed the office door.

Harry stared blankly at the potion that was thrown aside and shattered by himself, and then looked at the door of the potion office...

'Boom! ’ Snape sat behind his desk, correcting his homework, listening to Medusa complain about Potter cutting her with his sword.Stupid trolls are less and less with potions work lately.Snape circled the Slytherin homework with an O in good spirits.

☆, medicine tube is enough

Harry covered his mouth and trotted back to the dormitory. When he opened the door, he saw Money sitting on the bed holding a book.

"Yo, this is 'changing teeth'~" Mooney's paralyzed face couldn't stop his gloating.

Harry covered his mouth and rolled his eyes at Mooney, and ran into the bathroom to spit out the blood in his mouth. Mooney leaned against the door frame gloatingly watching Harry rinse the blood foam in his mouth: "It looks like tomorrow The news on campus is that the savior is missing two teeth for no reason."

"Shut up, Roy (shut up, Mooney)!" Harry was about to bark his teeth, then closed his mouth again remembering his two missing teeth.

"Tsk, don't open your mouth except for eating tomorrow, I'll go to Draco to help you get a bottle of tooth health potion." Mony covered his eyes, and his tone was extremely disgusting, "Your current image is really too It hurts my eyes."

Harry's reaction to this was to smack Mooney in the stomach with an elbow: "Ow, bastard, to hell with the tooth potion!"

Harry strode to his own bed, dragged the quilt and rolled around on the bed. Before Mooney lay down on the bed, he heard Harry's thin snoring.

When eating the next day, Hermione was surprised to find that Harry had changed his taste today. He usually likes steaks and other meats with thick sauces, but today he was eating bread all the time: "Harry, are you not feeling well? I mean Your taste today seems to be..." Looking at the various breads in Harry's hands and on the plate, "it's a little lighter." You don't even eat salad.

"Thunder type (it's okay)." Harry stuffed his mouth with bread, and said falteringly. "Extremely flamboyant (just for a change)."

"Okay." It really doesn't look uncomfortable.Hermione watched Harry eat the eighth loaf.

After dinner, Mooney quietly went to find Draco on a date, 'two bastards who stink of being in love' was the evaluation of Harry, who had missing teeth and could only roll his eyes.

"Potter, I personally don't think there's a view on the ceiling that will fascinate you and block the corridor. Two points from Gryffindor, locked up tonight." When Harry rolled his eyes, Snape didn't know when he appeared behind Harry.

"..." Harry looked resentfully at Snape's billowing back in black robe.

"Harry, why do I feel that you have been imprisoned by Professor Snape more and more recently?" Hermione stood next to Harry holding the book she was about to return to the library with a puzzled expression, "You are the one who offended Snape." Professor Nepe?"

Harry looked at Hermione unrequitedly, and Hermione was shocked: "Oh my god, what's wrong with you, Harry?"

Harry sighed, shook his head to indicate that he was fine, then trotted away without waiting for Hermione to ask anything.

"Why is it so weird?" Hermione was puzzled, and when she turned her head, she saw the red-haired Ravenclaw who had been following behind her recently, and left in a panic after seeing her turn his head, "I really don't understand what the boy is thinking." ."

Back in the dormitory, Harry, who was loveless in life, covered his head with a quilt and slept until night.Confusedly, he took the alarm clock by the bed, the time on it meant that he had missed dinner.

Bread is not at all hungry.Harry Griffon Carnivore Potter stroked his rebellious stomach with a little resentment.I hope Snape has prepared the tooth potion today, otherwise he won't be able to eat bread tomorrow.

Knocking on the door of the potions office with resentment on his face, he saw Snape sitting behind the desk as expected, with the pliers that Harry hated to death in front of him.

"Potter, it seems you know what I've called you here for." Snape raised his eyebrows and looked at Harry with a hopeless expression on his face.

Harry nodded, then sat down in the chair and opened his mouth, indicating that Snape could move.Snape simply picked up the pliers and gripped the upper canines, and...

"Ouch!" Harry complained tearfully to Snape, this time he didn't even prepare for it!

Snape put the bloodshot tooth into the bottle, then opened Harry's mouth before Harry could react, and pulled out the last canine neatly while Harry screamed.

"..." Harry covered his mouth and huddled on the chair, with tears streaming down his face all the time.It hurts too much, at least give me some reaction time!

"Potter, I have two news for you..." Snape put on his teeth and smiled maliciously, "The bad news is that your bloodline is not fully awakened, and the medicine for your teeth is not effective enough. I need It takes multiple experiments to determine how much tooth powder is needed, so for a good experiment, you need to provide canine teeth every three days, six to eight at a time."

"The good news is that the dental potion is a potion that can be brewed in large quantities at once." Under Harry's horrified eyes, Snape took down a tray from the potion rack, and there were dozens of dental potions on the tray : "There are still four pills left today, do you want to drink it yourself or ask me to pour it in."

Harry looked at the dozens of tooth potions and suddenly wanted to rush straight into the Chamber of Secrets and kill the basilisk.Let the Basilisk and the Feathered Serpent die together!As for the contract, I don't know!

☆, adventurous spirit is not advisable

"Harry, are you... all right?" Hermione looked worriedly at Harry, who was lying on the dining table, exuding a gloomy aura.

"Don't worry about him, Hermione. After a while, he'll get used to it and he won't be in the current situation." Money's unsympathetic words made Harry, who was about to leave his body, roll his eyes at him.

"Money, sooner or later I'll bite you to death." Harry took a bite of the steak as if it were Mooney.

"Hehe, be careful with your teeth." Mooney bared his teeth with a paralyzed face, expressing unabashed gloating at Harry's teeth.

"Teeth? What's wrong with his teeth?" Hermione wondered, she couldn't understand what Mooney meant.

"He ate too much sugar and his teeth were broken. Madam Pomfrey had four new teeth pulled out yesterday."

"Oh my god, four!" As a dentist's daughter, Hermione was very angry at this behavior of not caring for teeth. "Harry, put down the muffins! You can't eat sweets anymore!" Muffin, clapping away Harry's hand that was going to serve the soup: "Sweet soup is not allowed either! I will keep an eye on you for dinner in the future, and you are not allowed to touch any sweets! The same goes for you, Mooney, put down the muffin!"

Mooney, who had just grabbed the last muffin, was in a bad mood.The one with the bad teeth is obviously Harry, so it's none of his business!Money Sweet Party Cruise watched as Hermione brutally pushed the muffin away from her and replaced it with a plate of steak.

"Hehe, anyway, Mooney, you like spicy food, don't you~" Harry Potter rippling picked up the chili bottle, and sprinkled a red layer of chili sauce on Mooney's steak.

While Mooney was eating the steak, the main course on the table turned into dessert, and Mooney could only eat the steak while looking at the almond chocolate torte and blueberry vanilla tart in front of him.

Harry, on the other hand, was gnawing on the original bagel while watching with hehe that every time Monny wanted to secretly take a fruit tart, Hermione's mother would slap his paw off without hesitation. In the end, he could only look at Harry with tears in his eyes. Draco on Lytherin's side, but Slytherins have no habit of taking food away from the table except for Crabbe and Goyle, so Mooney can only look sadly in front of Draco's helpless eyes Cakes and tarts are wiped out by others.

deserve it!Harry ate the last bite of the original bagel refreshed, and the dark breath that seemed to be out of his body in the morning was completely transferred to Mooney.

After Transfiguration, Harry watched as Draco left the classroom after Money, looking in the direction of the Room of Requirement.

Two bastards full of the sour smell of love!As soon as Harry turned his head, he saw the eye-catching red hair next to the opposite pillar. From the red hair's sight, his target was... Hermione who was packing her textbooks.

What can you see so far away!Follow up if you want!Harry growled inwardly.

On the other hand, Ron's thought was: Do you want to go over and say hello?But what to say? 'Hello, I'm your husband from a previous life', you will be beaten, right?

Seeing that the atmosphere around Ron had inexplicably turned gray, Harry heheed, turned and left with his textbook in his arms.As soon as I walked up the stairs, the stairs suddenly turned around. It seemed that this floor hadn't been used for a long time.Is it because it is too high?Harry looked at the floor.

Anyway, it was still early for the afternoon class, and Harry, who suddenly showed the adventurous spirit of Gryffindor, was going to take a turn.

"Cough cough cough..." It seems that it has not been used for a long time.Harry nearly choked to death on the falling ash after pushing open a door.

"Who!" Suddenly a voice came from not far away, and Harry hurried out from the professor: "I'm sorry, the stairs turned suddenly, I just want to see...Merlin's!"

The reason why Harry suddenly screamed at Merlin was that the person in front of him in the Slytherin uniform had long platinum-blond hair!

"James Potter? What are you doing in the cellar?" The Malfoy family really looked up at people no matter their age...

Ahhhhhh!Harry turned his head sharply, and his neck clicked, but he was not in the mood to pay attention to this now. The key now was that when Harry turned his head, he found that the classroom that had just been covered in dust had become the door to the Slytherin common room, and The window facing the main door showed that it was midnight outside.

"James Potter, if you don't speak again, I'll think you're Nightwalker and take five points from Gryffindor." Harry only now realized that Lucius Malfoy was wearing the Chairman's badge on his chest.

"Hehe, if I say I just went to the wrong door, I'll go back right away, can you pretend you haven't seen me?" Harry laughed dryly, at this time the door of the Slytherin lounge opened and a person walked out from it.

"Potter?!" The extremely disgusted tone made Harry wipe his face weakly.

Big trouble now!

The author has something to say: Professor (disgusted): Potter!

Xiaoha (laughing dryly): Professor, hello!

Professor (disgust + doubt): You are sick!

☆、Maliciousness from Merlin

What do you do when you walk into a room and come out to find your time has changed from morning to midnight?

I've slept through, hurry up and explain to the professor!

What if you walk into a room and come out to find that your time has changed from morning to midnight and back in time?

Find the enemy from the past and kill him by night!

What if you walk into a room and come out to find that your time has changed from morning to midnight and you're back in time, but it's your enemy's heyday?

Headmaster Dumbledore!

"So this gentleman..." Dumbledore was still wearing the star robe like pajamas (or maybe pajamas), holding a glass of syrup.

"Just call me Harry."

"So what Mr. Harry means is that you are a future Hogwarts student who came here after breaking into an abandoned professor by mistake." Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them on his robes. "Although I have lived for a long time, this is the first time I have seen such a thing."

"It's actually quite sudden to me, especially..." Seeing the childhood of two future figures.

Lucius Malfoy, who was sitting on the other sofa, was maintaining a nobleman's sitting posture, while Snape was eye-to-eye with James Potter, who was called by Professor McGonagall, using each other's eyes to kill each other. cut.

"Hey, brother! You said you came from the future, so did Lily marry me in the future?" He gave Snape a slap in the face again, and the two brothers James put their arms around Harry's shoulders.

"...First of all, it's very important not to call me brother." This is a serious generational issue, "Secondly, I can't tell you anything about the future."

"Oh bro, come on. It's okay to tell me something for the sake of me being your Gryffindor senior." James continued.

"Principal Dumbledore, I..." Just as Harry was speaking, the door of the principal's room was opened, and the person who came in made Harry feel once again what it means to be malicious from Merlin.

"Dumbledore, I want to know why you rejected my application!" The red-eyed Dark Lord, who was not disfigured and had a healthy nose, strode into the headmaster's office, "Wow, it seems that I came at the wrong time."

Lucius and Snape stood up and bowed slightly before the Dark Lord waved them away.

"I don't know what this person's name is? I don't think I've seen you at Hogwarts?" The Dark Lord looked at the similar appearance of Harry and James, "Are you from the Potter family?"

"It's just a branch." Harry pinched James when James was about to speak.

"Is there a branch of the Potter family?" The Dark Lord raised an eyebrow.

"Of course, it's just that it hasn't developed in the UK for a long time." Harry smiled innocently.

'Boom! The door of the principal's lounge opened suddenly, and a person rushed out from inside in a hurry. Harry took a deep breath after seeing the person's appearance clearly.

"Sorry, Professor, I'm late...Harry?!" Ron stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded.When did the principal's office move to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom?The gloomy feeling of the Slytherin student with black half-long hair is very familiar!When did Draco grow long hair!The Gryffindor students who are being friends with Harry look like Harry!The most important thing is that the standing person looks like the Dark Lord! "I may have gone to the wrong room, sorry I'm leaving now!" Ron turned and closed the door with a sleepwalking expression on his face.

"Wow, it seems that this gentleman and this...Mr. Harry know each other." The Dark Lord walked towards the sofa where Lucius and the others were sitting, and waved his wand to turn the red color into silver green, "Then it's okay to stay and have a cup of tea together." good."

Ron froze when he closed the door, then turned around and pulled James away without looking sideways, squeezing Harry to sit down next to him.

"It seems that Mr. Harry missed a lot of things just now." The Dark Lord's wand flicked gracefully on his fingertips.

"Those things are not important, so there is no need to mention them in front of you." Harry still smiled innocently, as long as he didn't look at Ron's arm he was about to cut off.

In fact, Ron was also very wronged. He just took a nap and was almost too late to go to class. He hurriedly opened the classroom door and came here.

"Sometimes I also like to listen to some boring things to pass the time." The Dark Lord smiled meaningfully.

"Actually..." Before Harry finished speaking, he saw the huge French windows of the headmaster's office suddenly open. Harry took a deep breath of despair and looked over, only to find that the headmaster just waved his wand.

"Oh, as you get older, you always need to breathe." Dumbledore smiled kindly.

☆, on the power of chatterbox

That's Dumbledore, you can't hit him.That's Dumbledore, you can't hit him... After repeating it ten times, Harry finally suppressed the urge to punch Dumbledore in the face: "Principal Dumbledore, since the Lord Dark Lord has something to do with you, then we I'll go back first."

Harry politely nodded goodbye to Dumbledore and the Dark Lord, then pulled Ron and James, who was always about to say something, and strode away from the principal's office as if fleeing for their lives.

Outside the headmaster's office, Lucius stood next to the statue with an aristocratic smirk, while Snape stood next to another statue with a gloomy face.

"Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore, they have something to talk about so we came out first. Are you waiting for us? Thank you so much, but it's so late we'll go back to bed first, see you tomorrow." Harry Dragging James to give Lucius and Snape a symbolic smile, he was about to pass between the two of them, while Ron followed Harry closely, while quietly clenching his wand in his hand.

"Don't be so anxious, this... let's call it a classmate for the time being..." Lucius took a step to the right and just blocked Harry's way forward, "Given your unique way of coming, I don't think the headmaster has made room for you You, or you..." Lucius looked at Ron meaningfully, "clean up a room. As the president of the student union, I have the right to direct the house elves of Hogwarts to clean up the room for the students... no matter where Classmates who came."

"Thank you very much." Ron said a step ahead of Harry, with a standard Gryffindor-like heartlessness on his face, as if he hadn't noticed the threat of Lucius's repeated mention of their special status, " I didn't expect Slytherin to have someone as enthusiastic as you. But brother, since you can command the house-elves, can you help change the four-person room into a two-person room?" Ron imitated Brother James and hugged Lucius Lucius' shoulders, completely unaware of the huge difference in height between a second-year student and a sixth-year student, and Lucius' ugly face, "You must know that our origin is a bit special. Just now, Principal Dumbledore said that we should try not to reveal too much. Troublesome, although I'm Ravenclaw, I don't mind experiencing the life of Gryffindor, so it's more convenient for the two of you to live together, don't you think so, brother."

"Yes, of course." Swinging Ron's arm away vigorously, and straightening out his image, Lucius' aristocratic smirk was not as natural as before.

"By the way, brother, it is said that you Slytherin are two people?" Ron didn't care about Lucius' estrangement at all, and he yelled happily one brother at a time.

"Yes." Slytherin is definitely very good at intrigue and bloodless political fighting. Even the scene where enemies meet can make you feel that they are friends for many years. The lungs are so familiar...Lucius just wants to say who is your brother!

"Oh, then you are so happy. Although Ravenclaw's dormitory is also a room for two, the dormitory in the Ravenclaw tower is slightly smaller, but your cellar is located in a large room, so the room should not be small. But the room for two is not small. The good thing is that it’s always difficult to find someone to chat with when you can’t sleep at night. Speaking of which, what do you Slytherin chat about? The research I like to do is to improve the chili sauce. Although it is a bit too spicy, it tastes good. By the way, do you like chili sauce? When I go back, I will send you some chili sauce to taste. Playing Quidditch is as fun. By the way, brother, do you like playing Quidditch? I like it, but I don’t know how to ride a broom, so I didn’t apply for the Quidditch team. Speaking of broom, brother, you know Quidditch Does the direction of each broom branch of Diqi's broom actually affect the stability of high-speed flight? For example, the Nimbus 2000... "The thing that Slytherin can't deal with more than familiarity is familiarity." .

Harry looked at Lucius Malfoy, who had an ugly face but couldn't interrupt Ron because of politeness, he didn't show it on his face, but he was laughing like crazy in his heart.

"Okay, Ron. I think the important thing now is to ask the senior to help us clean up a dormitory." Under Lucius' grateful eyes, Harry nodded in apology, the expression on his face was almost tense Living.

"Ahem." Ron smiled sheepishly, then watched Lucius call out the house elf with relief.

"It's time to ask for advice from just now, what do you call the senior and this classmate?" Harry asked apologetically as if he suddenly remembered after the house elf left to clean up the room.

"I'm Lucius Malfoy, and this is Severus Snape." Lucius would rather deal with this difficult-looking 'Mr. Harry' than that red-haired Ravenclaw say.

"I am Harry Levins, and he is Ron Oakley." Levins is a branch of the Potter family far away in Germany. The three generations of decline have never had a small family of wizards.Oakley, on the other hand, was a surname he made up, which sounded like a Muggleborn.

"So Mr. Levins and Mr. Potter are related?" Lucius raised his eyebrows at the similar looks of Harry and James.This looks more like immediate family.

"Well, in fact, even if you count me from the genealogy, the Potter family and I can't be considered relatives, after all, it is too far away, but according to my mother, I look very similar to the usual appearance of the direct line of the Potter family." In fact, the direct descendants of the nobles all have some similarities in appearance, and it is not an example that the branch descendants look similar to the direct descendants. This is related to the magic returning to the ancestors.

"Oh, so that's the case." As for whether Lucius believed it or not, who knows?

"I'm sorry to interrupt your pleasant conversation, but Senior Malfoy, I want you to know that your junior doesn't want to accompany you to stand here like a statue guarding the gate at night." The young Snape still had a gloomy and poisonous tongue .

"I'm sorry, then please Junior Snape and Mr. Potter go back first, and I will stay with Mr. Levins for a while. After all, it will take some time to clean up the room."

"I think it's really too late. Let's talk tomorrow if we have anything to say. We can walk back to Gryffindor Tower slowly, without disturbing Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Snape's rest." Harry and the two After Slytherin left, he dragged James and Ron out of the cellar in a hurry.

As soon as he was out of the cellar, Harry released James' deadbolt with a wave of his wand.

"Hey, you're too much, you've been keeping me from talking!" James protested loudly at Harry's behavior. "But are you really an offshoot of the Potter family? You look like me, except for the eyes."

"No, it's just because the light is too dark. In fact, I look much better than you."

Unconvinced, James pulled Harry out of the corridor to the lawn, carefully distinguishing Harry's facial features by the moonlight: "It's true that they are different, but you are still not as handsome as me!" James laughed triumphantly, "You are more handsome than my mother." Already!"

"Puff!" Ron laughed, and quickly covered his mouth after Harry looked over resentfully.In fact, Harry doesn't look like a mother, but compared to James' manly handsomeness, Harry has more delicacy inherited from Lily.

☆、Chapter 71

Arriving at Gryffindor Tower, Harry and their dormitories had already been packed. Since Ron was wearing a Ravenclaw uniform, James borrowed one from Ron in order not to attract so much attention tomorrow.

"Harry, why didn't you let me change Snape's memory today." When he was 'brothering' with Lucius before, he was about to use his spell, but Harry stopped him with a wink.

"Today's events happened too suddenly, and the Dark Lord appeared too suddenly. I was completely unprepared. Even after modifying their memories, there are still too many loopholes." Harry also sighed helplessly, "Ron, when you go back Keep up your Occlumency before, the current Dark Lord is not that crazy."

"Damn the Dark Lord!" Ron cursed under his breath. He didn't like Occlumency. As a person with an active little theater in his brain, the result of using Occlumency was frequent fragmentation and daze.

Due to the sudden travel through time and space, Harry didn't know that the day they came was Friday night, so when Harry got up the next day, he found that he was going to be late for class, so he grabbed Ron and the two of them hurried away Defense against the Dark Arts classroom (Hogwarts has not changed the curriculum for thousands of years) and found that there is no one.

"Hey, Harry!" James and a few hijackers were jostling and walking towards the restaurant, and accidentally saw Harry and Ron walking slowly on the lawn, looking in the direction of the restaurant.