[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

A week later, Harry finally remembered the changing pattern of the Hogwarts stairs, and at the same time, got the news he wanted.

"Should I thank Mr. Malfoy?" Harry scratched Igg's chin, thanking Malfoy for everything he had arranged for him in America.

'Maybe he just wanted to thank you after looking into Tom Riddle. Iggy rubbed Harry's finger, indicating that he could scratch his beak, not his chin, it's not a cat!

"It's not good to pretend not to know." Harry squeezed Iggy's beak and smiled. "Is it almost Christmas?"

On Christmas Day, the Malfoy family received a gift from across the ocean. Lucius looked at the four gold-winged Pegasus and would not believe that this was sent by Snape.

Draco sent Harry a map of Hogwarts, which clearly marked the time of Hogwarts secret passages and stairs, as well as the location of each classroom, but the map was only drawn to the edge of the Forbidden Forest .Harry also found that there were professors' movements on it, from Dumbledore to Filch, and even Filch's cat!

Similarly, Snape did not believe that this gift was sent by Draco, but the rare one was not confiscated, but he just told Harry not to use it lightly.

During the Christmas holiday, there were no students in Slytherin who did not go home, and the whole Slytherin seemed extremely empty.Harry looked at Snape, who had no intention of going home, and swallowed Draco's question if he could go to the Yule Ball.

In the Christmas library, Harry took a present to Mrs. Pince. There were a few Ravenclaw students in the library. After seeing Harry, who was under school age, he kindly expressed that he could sit with them. Together.Harry leaned over with a smile, Ravenclaw, just ask them if you have any questions~

Harry spent almost the entire vacation in the library, and took the opportunity to join the Ravenclaw study group. Two seniors said that he would definitely enter Ravenclaw in the future, and Harry said that he didn't know how the two of them were. Enter Ravenclaw.

On the first day after the holidays, Urquhart returned to school. He still remembered the child that the headmaster gave him to take care of, and he also brought a gift for Harry from home.

"Hi, Sally." Harry saw Urquhart, closed the book in his hand and said, "You came back very early. Just in time, I don't know how to give you Christmas presents yet. My messenger doesn't work in winter." I am too willing to move, and I am helpless."

"Hahaha, some birds are like this. Next time you can use the school's barn owls, but they are easy to get lost." Urquhart took out a square box from behind, "Let's take a look at my present first."

"Okay~" Harry took out the long box in his pocket and handed it to Urquhart, "Merry Christmas."

Unwrapping the present, Harry saw a little doll bouncing around, "Is this, an alarm clock?"

"Yes, he will remind you of the time and directions." Urquhart was stunned as he unwrapped what Harry had given him.

"Harry, this is a unicorn, yes, horn?" Although it has been carved, the unique texture and luster on it all prove its material.

"Shh, I still have a lot." Harry winked. He did have a lot of smuggled goods in his pocket.In addition, it was purchased when preparing potions for Voldemort.

In Urquhart's eyes, this was a lie Harry told because he was afraid he would not accept it.In Harry's opinion, the dragon scale he gave Snape was much more valuable than this one, so that he didn't know what to give for his birthday, but Snape's return gift was a signed The □□ area loan slip, given that Harry was obedient enough during the holidays.

After the Christmas holiday, Snape was locked up for the first time. After seeing the three barrels of slugs, Harry vomited them out very quickly, and was thrown out of the office by Snape.The first-year little snake handed Harry a cup of tea. Harry looked around at the students who were already familiar with it, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." After getting along for more than a month, the little snakes also had a good impression of this little brother who fits Slytherin's aesthetic and etiquette norms.

Harry, who had recovered, turned to the few people who were writing papers furiously, looked at them for a while, and carefully pointed out two mistakes. The other party froze for a moment and looked at Harry.

"Harry, come here." Urquhart saw that the second grade looked a little dumbfounded, and he was afraid that the kid would lose face, so he called Harry over, "Look at me."

The few around Urquhart laughed secretly. A kid who hasn't attended class, can he see the mistakes of the fifth grade?

"After the third goblin rebellion, the wizards adjusted the ratio between profit distribution and non-human magical creatures. After the adjustment of the event you wrote, the reason for the fifth rebellion is that the cost of ore resources is not profit distribution..." Ha Leigh blinked and pointed out the error. Urquhart is so serious about the history of magic homework, do you want to go to the economics department in the future?

Urquhart and his classmates laughed inwardly, and a person next to him immediately started flipping through the book, pointing to the time point on it, "Indeed, he's right."

"Harry, when did you know?" Urquhart was quite surprised, even if he had been reading all the time, he couldn't remember so much, could he?

Uh, I'm on good terms with those exiled goblins?As if he couldn't say that, Harry blinked: "There are many Ravenclaw seniors in the library."

"I see." Urquhart regained his balance in an instant, hanging his book bag, and no one could compare to Ravenclaw. "Harry, take a look at this." The one next to him wanted to rub Harry's face and told him to read his thesis on herbal medicine.

"The dragon dung mixed with evening primrose juice can give birth to the rose flower, not just the dragon dung, it will burn to death."

"Drinking the water of life and death will need to be operated from the fire in the later stage. If you write like this, you will be beaten by the professor."

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"I—I have a wand but I don't know how to use it yet. I won't read Charms, right?" Harry looked at the group of people around him, the legendary elegant, reserved, calm and noble Slytherin!As everyone knows, everyone is equal before work.

"Harry, is this good? I'll check you after I finish writing, and then I'll teach you a spell." A second-year student came over and was the first to make a condition, "Teach until you learn it."

The subtext is that Harry still helps him check his homework before he learns it but does not teach new ones. Harry squints his eyes, "Okay!"

Ever since, the Slytherin Mutual Help Group was established.Looking at the group of little snakes who accepted his abilities well and didn't question them, Harry smiled comfortably.But after that, Harry spent almost all day in the library in order to deal with their homework, until two months later Snape found that Slytherin's homework had almost risen to a level as a whole, found out the little troll who was behind the plan and ordered In the future, only the name of the material is allowed to be provided, and no direct modification is allowed.

Harry stuck out his tongue. It happened that the Quidditch season was about to start. Urquhart invited Harry to watch their training. Harry felt good about this sport of riding on a broom. Come out and walk around.

However, some people didn't seem to want to make it too easy for Harry. Dumbledore looked at Harry from the window of the headmaster's office and smiled.

"Do you want to give it a try?" Harry heard the voice behind him, thinking to himself that Dumbledore really could bear it, he had waited so long before making a move.

"The professor won't allow it." Harry shrugged and looked at Dumbledore, a little disappointed.

"I don't think he would mind, I'm here after all." Dumbledore blinked, and with a wave of his wand, two school broomsticks flew towards them. "It's not as good as their racing brooms, but it's guaranteed to be safe."

"Can it?" Harry looked at Dumbledore expectantly, and the old man had to say that the sacrifice was really quite big.

"Of course." Dumbledore sat sideways on the broom and smiled at Harry, "Now, let me teach you how to ride first."

"Professor Snape, have you seen Harry?" Professor McGonagall went from his office to Snape's office underground.Snape was grading homework, and next to him were two Gryffindors who were in confinement. Since Harry threw up last time, Snape's confinement has been changed to cleaning the cauldron or copying potion formulas.

After Professor McGonagall came in, the two Gryffindors seemed to see the dawn of hope, but seeing their dean passing by without squinting, they lowered their heads and began to copy again.

"He was watching Quidditch training outside, what's wrong?" Snape looked up, Harry was already very obedient, did he cause trouble just after he went out?

"Go and see." Professor McGonagall said with some difficulty, "He is playing Quidditch with Slytherin on a school broom."

Snape's face darkened, and he followed Professor McGonagall out of the office.

On the playground, Harry took a bat and knocked the ball away from Slytherin. His quick response and strength were in place, which was obviously very enjoyable.

"Harry Potter!" Snape's heart tightened as he watched Harry ride the rickety broom.As soon as he made a sound, the bat in Harry's hand fell, and a bludger was flying towards him. Urquhart tried to save it, but it was too far away and too late.Harry pressed the front end of the broom to turn 360° in the air, and the tail of the broom swept over the ball, but did not change its direction, and the ball flew straight towards the stands.The few students who had been leisurely in the stands suddenly panicked.

"Stop." Dumbledore floated over sitting on the broom, and the ball hovered in the air before flying back to the box.Harry looked at Dumbledore, winking quietly, adoringly twinkling in his eyes.The opposing Slytherin team also breathed a sigh of relief, and Urquhart hugged all the balls and put them away, ready to be trained.

"Don't be too nervous, Severus, I'm right next to you, Harry just learned how to ride a broom, just practice." Dumbledore got off the broom with his hands behind his back, and pointed to Professor McGonagall at Harry. .Harry turned his head to look at Professor McGonagall, whose face was almost the same as Snape's, and wisely chose to stay where he was.

"Practice, hum." Snape sneered, "Harry, have you finished your homework yet?"

"It's finished." Harry looked up at Snape, who was still looking pale.

"What about the moonstone paper?"

"That one isn't next week—not yet." Harry bowed his head, and couldn't say it was finished at this point.

"Don't go back and write. Are you waiting for me to write for you?" After Snape finished speaking, Harry ran away with the Quidditch team. Anyone who stayed at this time would be a fool.

"Don't be too harsh on Harry, Sev, after all, he is a child who grew up without restraint." Dumbledore smiled, as if he didn't think the matter was serious.

"Since you entrusted him to my care, ensuring his safety and IQ is also one of the cares. I don't want him to become an idiot with a splendens head when he goes to school." Snape finished speaking and glanced at McGonagall , turned and left.

McGonagall's face changed, "Professor Dumbledore, what you did is really inappropriate. Harry is only ten years old, and he is using a broom that was practiced in school."

The corners of Dumbledore's mouth drooped slightly, "I just wanted to give Harry a good day. After all, it's his birthday—"