[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

In mid-May, looking at the letters that had been burnt straight away, Harry hammered his hand on the table.

"There will be no damage within the range of Slytherin, so it can only be outside." Draco looked at Harry, "Calm down, lion."

"If it's not someone from the school, it can only be someone from outside the school." Harry sat on the chair, frowning: "But, who has this level? Or who will keep staring at Slytherin?"

"Order of the Phoenix?" Draco blinked, looked at Harry and said, "Most of them are outside."

"No, Remus will tell me if the members of the Order of the Phoenix do anything." Harry shook his head. Now that Remus is working with Mr. Weasley, he can be considered to have a decent income. Need to reintegrate into magical society.

"It may not be impossible to hide it from him." Draco said leisurely, "Do you want to try again?"

"I'm just worried that if something really happens, the burnt letter alone will be enough to affect it." Harry was depressed, he was walking on thin ice now, he was groping for love, recognition, and rules, but someone gave it to him at this time. He makes trouble.

"Have you forgotten that owls are not the only means of contact in the wizarding world? What's more, your connection with the outside world has always been through Iggy. Iggy's abilities are not yet discovered by them." Draco looked at Harry, "Do you think that if this matter cannot be dealt with this time, it will affect their trust in you?"

"Yeah. And this proves that someone is watching them. I'm worried that some timid or guilty ones will choose the wrong way." Harry smiled, "It's like some Death Eaters. Later, I didn’t have the courage to regret it.”

"Those people are not worthy of forgiveness." Draco sneered. "How about asking them to change the contact method? Use a double-sided mirror or Floo?"

"The Floo will have records, and the two-way mirror." Harry paused, then turned to look at Draco: "Do you think they are all children?"

"..." Draco looked at the smiling Harry, pursing his lips.

In June, the study group busy with the exam was quietly practicing the spells to be used in the exam, and there was another group of people who were not satisfied with their silence.

Harry was looking at the letter from Fudge, the Minister of Magic, did he think that pleading could cover up all his affairs.

"Minister of Magic, he should learn more from other ministers." Harry wanted to refute, but paused again, thinking of recent events.

"He wants to search again?" Draco leaned over to read the letter, "This is not a common thing, besides, there are quite a few people who want to take advantage of this time to make a fortune."

"Besides, summer search is also their routine." Draco looked at the name used above, "Dark magic items, I'm afraid even your Remus will be alarmed this time."

"They will search during the summer vacation, but it's not summer vacation yet." Harry looked at Draco, "Summer vacation, parties, children, these will increase the patience of nobles, but now, it's not summer vacation yet. No wonder Fudge I'm going to write a letter in advance, he's afraid of offending you."

"Then what are you going to do?" Draco looked at Harry, what is this guy going to do?

"I want to reassure him. By the way, find out who is intercepting those letters." Harry smiled, and then said with emotion: "At school, it's really inconvenient everywhere."

"Don't forget that you are still a good student, the savior." Draco rolled his eyes, "You have to stay obediently until graduation."

"Should I discuss with your father how many guests will be added to your birthday party?" Harry looked at the staring Draco, so cute!

Harry asked in a gentle tone who was proposing the search at this time, but Fudge pushed the proposer out hastily.

"Barty Crouch?" Halimore rubbed the name, "It seems that he was the one who searched the Slytherin dormitory last time."

Draco came over to rub Harry's hair and reminded, "Go to the exam first."

"Huh?" Harry looked up sharply, looking at the time, "Okay."

"Harry, how do you know where to take the History of Magic exam?" Hermione looked at Harry in surprise, he didn't have this skill last year!

"Well, Professor Binns said." Harry blinked. "I borrowed the paper from the third-year Ravenclaws. They like to write the papers silently and correct the answers."

Ron on the side swallowed his breath, Hermione, who memorizes the exams, is scary enough, and there is even someone who writes the exams silently!Neville frowned slightly, "Harry, you're cheating."

"Are you going to denounce me? Dear Neville." Harry hung his messy hair behind Neville's back. Among the four, he was only on the same side as Hermione, and Neville was half taller than him after the second year. head.

"Harry, it's true—" Hermione also felt that this was wrong, but was stopped by her best friend who jumped up from behind, "Our disciplinary committee, for the sake of our hard work and obedience, please forgive us this time."

"Ahhh!" Hermione was hung up and turned around a few times, and then said helplessly: "Next time, it's better not to be so precise, after all——the Professor of History of Magic doesn't really get the same papers every year, does he?"

"What do you think?" Harry turned Neville on his back, nodding behind him.Neville rolled back, and Harry was pulled down by the girls on one side.

"Neville Longbottom! You traitor, ahhh." Harry ran away with his head in his hands. It was the last subject and they needed to relax.Neville and Ron glanced at each other, and followed suit. The review before the exam Harry made them tormented, which is why Harry kept pulling Neville after the exam, this guy was afraid of being retaliated haha .

"Harry, what are you hiding from?" Cedric stopped Harry, the savior was running around in the corridor, wouldn't it make Filch collapse?

"Senior, help." Harry pulled Cedric around, and a group of lion cubs ran over with a smile behind him. Cedric hesitated between protecting Harry and handing him over, then cleared his throat, "That—— Professor Sprout told me I have something to do, so you should do it first."

After speaking, Cedric grabbed Percy, who was about to come over when he saw them moving, and left quickly.Harry was surrounded by the chasing lion cubs on the grass, followed by Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, but it wasn't just Harry, the four colleges actually had leaders in the study groups Well, before the exam, the four colleges were also quietly competing, but before the results came out, no one could tell the winner.

Speaking of which, Malfoy is the one with the best life. Slytherins never mess around on the grass, and they force themselves.Crabbe has lost weight.

"Harry and his class are really full of energy." Dumbledore stroked his beard, "Isn't it, Sev?"

Snape looked at the children who were messing around on the grass, his face darkened: "Nonsense."

"Hey, don't be too serious." Dumbledore smiled: "Actually, you can give Harry a suggestion to include other grades. I think the relationship between their prefects is also good."

"Why don't you go by yourself?" Snape looked at Dumbledore, and included those from other grades. How could those who had deep grievances get along with each other.Dumbledore blinked, "Harry listens to you."

"Hmph." Snape turned and left.

Professor McGonagall looked at the children messing around on the ground, smiled and shook his head, grabbed the twins who wanted to participate, and handed them to Wood.This year's Quidditch match Harry had let them both play enough, delaying the game with Draco, and pissing Wood, the goalkeeper and captain, into a rage, and now the twins ran when they saw him.

Back in the Slytherin dormitory, Harry rubbed his hair, and the grass roots and stains on his body disappeared without a trace with one spell.

"How did you do in the exam?" Harry asked with a wink as he looked at the chiefs after entering the door.

"Unexpectedly." The fourth grader Sack nodded, and then added: "Professor Norwich said that he wanted to start something similar to the slug club. It seems that he only asked the fourth graders."

"What does he want?" Harry blinked. "Slug, club?"

"It was run by the former head of Slytherin, Slughorn. He likes to gather students he likes together, give them some help, and get some help." Clint looked at Harry, "Yes Someone in the Rose Commune mentioned it, because it happened a while ago."

Harry blinked, "I thought you would be very sensitive to this kind of thing."

Some of the chief executives changed their faces, "There is still a difference between this and that person."

"As long as Dumbledore allows, of course we can." Harry pursed his lips. "However, the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts will not last long."

"Are you worried about that curse?" Draco rubbed his chin. "Actually, as long as it is useful, no matter which professor it is, it will be kept."

"And founders always have some interests."

"Since this is the case, then reply him clearly." Harry sat on the armchair and held his chin, "Is that Barty Crouch really that difficult to deal with?"

"It's only been a few days, and they haven't caught Crouch so easily." Clint sighed. Not only them, but even the neutral people in the Ministry of Magic are unwilling to provoke Crouch, a lunatic. A person who sent his own son to prison.

"His son and wife are dead. He has been single for so many years, and he seems to be an avenger." Sac curled his lips and said sarcastically.

"Revenge? Is his enemy Slytherin? If you want revenge, why don't you go to Voldemort directly." Harry sneered, "If you can't find the right owner, take your anger out on the child, no wonder the Minister wants to use our hands to get rid of him. Isn't this a slap in the face for the Ministry of Magic?"

"Minister he—" Urquhart blinked, Fudge seemed to have been using Crouch as a gun.In the middle of speaking, Urquhart was glared at by Harry, and the classmate nanny shut up immediately, he seemed stupid again.

"That's what he meant. He has been angry with Crouch for so many years, and it's normal to want revenge." Sac caught Harry's point. The minister wanted them to directly confront Crouch, so they made a point. strong medicine.

"But now, who can catch Crouch?"