[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

Chapter 67

"Harry, that gold cup—"

"Remus, there is something I want to discuss with you." Kingsley suddenly appeared, right after Lupine finished his lesson with Harry.

And this wasn't the first time Harry had been blocked from hearing about the Gold Cup.Harry wiped the sweat from his brow, nodded to Lupine and said, "Kingsley is calling for you."

After Lupine left, Harry sat on the classroom floor, gasping for air.Why didn't he think that werewolves were so powerful in combat before?What he killed was the werewolf of Heishi.

Harry rubbed his neck, stood up, his legs were trembling, Snape had given him combat training before, but - he wasn't so tired.He ran around the length, width and height of the empty classroom at least a dozen times.Harry suddenly missed the soft-hearted Snape.

Harry forgot that he was more flexible and ruthless than a werewolf before, and he used to kill. He has never competed with a werewolf in endurance. In the case of a killer.

"Harry, you are here." Sirius' voice appeared, and Harry turned his head: "What's the matter?"

"You—that?" Sirius scratched his head after thinking about the instructions on both sides, "Well, do you want to learn from Animagus?"

Harry's eyes lit up, "Can I?"

"Of course, but don't tell Dumbledore and Snape." Sirius turned his eyes and smiled. Anyway, as long as Harry is not interested in the gold cup, nothing else is required.

"Okay. When can I start?" Harry blinked, looking at Sirius expectantly. He has been recommended this advanced transfiguration technique several times, and his companions were wondering why he didn't Yes, to be honest, his previous understanding of Animagus was limited to books, and Voldemort was unwilling to explain this to him, probably because he was afraid that he would learn to escape?Harry blinked. He had wanted to learn from Professor McGonagall in fourth and fifth grade.

"Tomorrow, don't you have no class? I think you can learn it before school starts." Sirius counted the time and thought of something again. "By the way, Harry, your permission slip is the one for visiting Hogsmeade."

"Well, I gave it to my dad when it was sent out, and he signed it for me." Harry blinked and looked at Sirius, "But I can go to Hogsmeade during the summer vacation, and Professor Dumbledore gave me a copy." Potions shop, I still have someone to take care of it now."

Sirius froze for a moment, nodded and said: "Okay, then you go, look for relevant materials in the library first." Sirius covered his heart, so hurt, Harry didn't want to sign by himself - "Harry."

"Huh?" Harry tossed his hair, which always seemed to him like a mane after changing to a shorter one.

"They're all for your own good." Sirius hesitated for a long time, but left after saying this.Harry looked at the wand in his hand, why didn't he feel it.If it was really for his own good, he should tell him, just like Snape did, and Lupine, how could he not know about the training during this period.

By the time Harry got back to his dorm, it was almost curfew.Hearing the sound of the door opening, Draco sniffed and urged, "Go take a shower, the sweat smells so bad."

Harry raised his eyebrows, probably leaning towards Draco, squinting his eyes and said with a smile: "A boy has more things to do than a girl."

"Smelly lion." Draco dodged and stared.Harry scratched his head, "I'm going to get a haircut tomorrow, do you have any suggestions?"

"Can you go out tomorrow?" Draco looked at Harry. During this time, they have been confined to Hogwarts, because the outside has been turbulent. Although the behind-the-scenes man has been pretending in the castle, it does not prevent them from knowing the danger. degree.

"Hmm." Harry's voice came from the bathroom, and Draco smelled the faint fragrance and said angrily, "Close the door!"

"..." Harry waved his hand and closed the bathroom door, "You can come with me tomorrow."

"I'll stay." Draco leaned back on the chair, looked at the letter in front of him, pursed his lips, and said, "Bring back the next semester's books tomorrow by the way."

"For the next semester, I don't seem to have chosen a class schedule yet—" Harry said leisurely, with his head resting on the marble pool wall that had been heated by the heat, "But it seems that I don't need to choose this textbook myself."

"Yeah, everything has been arranged for the savior." Draco mocked, "Be careful that we will overtake you next semester."

"Why, I'm so mean?" Harry smelled the incense in the bathroom, it seemed a little different today. "No matter what you choose, isn't it a new start for everyone?"

"Not necessarily." Draco sneered: "I remember Dumbledore asked you to take care of the juniors?"

"Well, the study group, we can expand the enrollment when the school starts." Harry's throat moved, there seemed to be soothing aroma in it. "Do you want to apply for independent study? Or do you want to eat Xiaozao?"

"Is the savior going to reject Slytherin?" Draco paused, "Slytherin won't be humble—"

"I didn't mean that, I was just worried that you would care." Harry closed his eyes, "The proud ancestors established your tradition."

"During the founder period, both Slytherin and Gryffindor were warriors who defended the students in the castle, and even powerful wizards. If it wasn't for Voldemort, how could Slytherin have ended up in this situation." Draco closed the letter and handed To the falcon waiting beside him. "If Hogwarts is worth it, Slytherin will guard it too."

"Guarding is not something you talk about." Harry looked at the green snake on his wrist, the basilisk was an example.When the green snake came back, he told him that the basilisk had disappeared, that is to say, Slytherin's secret room had lost its guardian.

"Didn't you do nothing to benefit Slytherin recently?" Draco retorted, Harry, the guardian, is more of a mediator?From study groups, to interfaculty relationships.

"At this time, maintaining the status quo safely and soundly is the greatest benefit." Harry got up, and the fatigue all over his body disappeared, but his head was groggy, and he wanted to sleep.In front of the mirror, Harry looked at his broken arm and the corner of his eye scratched by the gravel. He moved his joints, and a red light appeared on his right arm and moved towards his whole body. The wound healed instantly.

"But the situation doesn't allow us to maintain the status quo." Draco heard the door opening, turned to Harry, and then quickly turned back, "You, why don't you wear clothes!"

"I'm wearing a bath towel, okay?" Harry raised his eyebrows, seeing Draco occupying the place on the desk, opening the closet to change clothes, "The current situation is not a good time, Malfoy entering Hogwarts, this is already a It has changed a lot, and I don't think you will have a good time next semester."

"The extremes are not only Slytherin, but also Gryffindor. What happens when you see the wind, rushing to ask for help, are all possible words." Harry said while putting on his sports vest, "I'm going to Discuss with the chiefs at the beginning of school, are you going to sit on the sidelines, or are you going to build your image directly?"

"Well, I can discuss it with them now." Draco nodded, if he changed Slytherin's position in one go, those outside of them would be easily suppressed and killed by Voldemort, and even they would be betrayed , but watching from the sidelines, if Slytherin still pretends at this time, it will be easier to be criticized.One is off-campus, one is on-campus, one is the basis of reality, and the other is the future.

"It hasn't stabilized yet, and they probably don't have an idea." Harry changed a mat and started exercising.After exercising for almost half a year, step by step, the little baby fat he just put on has lost weight, but his mental state is much better than before.Stretching, yoga, and accumulating muscle bundles, Harry's goal is to at least not be shorter than his peers - he is now more than half a head shorter than Brace, who is second to last, which is embarrassing.Was Draco about his height, though?Harry looked up at Draco who was sitting on the chair, his eyes swept away, discouraged, the kid was taller than him.

"Wouldn't it be better to discuss it with their parents?" Draco turned his head to look at Harry who was tearing himself apart. This guy is really—obsessed, isn't it good to drink potions?

"Parents, you think too much, it's hard to control." Harry breathed steadily, and then said: "Don't tell your father, he will die of anger."

"You know." Draco looked at Harry, did he really want to help Slytherin?Draco didn't believe it himself, Harry just fell in love with Slytherin's resources.Draco pursed his lips. Compared to Gryffindor under the control of Dumbledore, their group of snakes is indeed better controlled.And they are also eager to find a living space instead of being deprived all the time.

"Harry, do you know that after Voldemort and before you came back, how many Slytherins went astray because of their fanatical admiration for him." Draco sighed slightly, his voice was inaudible, even Harry beside him After only a few grunts, he heard his name, and Slytherin.No way, he is exercising.

"You, still think about me going into Slytherin?" After finishing a set of movements, Harry moved his hands and feet, and stood up.

"You're a Gryffindor, you can't get into Slytherin," Draco asserted, "I said that a long time ago."

"How do I remember what you said, Harry, how did you get into Gryffindor?" On the first day of school, Harry learned Draco's words vividly, and his soft childish voice was deliberately deeper than that of the voice-changing period. Draco is much cuter.

"Harry Potter!" Draco snapped.

Harry curled up on the cushion and twitched with laughter.

"Speaking of which, Harry, you don't seem to have changed your voice?" Draco squinted his eyes when he heard Harry's extra crisp laughter.

Harry choked, and it was over, the kid learned to fight back.