Remembrance

The arrogant character of the child of the blood family - look at Draco, if he hadn't beaten him from time to time, maybe Draco would be spoiled by Lucius now.

Harry laughed and said, "Tom is a very good boy, he knows how to measure."

In fact, this is indeed the case. Judging from the information they obtained, the Dark Lord was really well-behaved when he was a student, at least in the eyes of all the professors and his classmates, he was really well-behaved and sensible, so that except for Dumbledore who saw through his nature , no one could have imagined that he would become like that later.

Riddle's later changes were due to the character he cultivated in the orphanage in the early days. However, Dumbledore once said that Riddle's character is difficult to reverse, and it is possible to influence a person unless he spends a lot of energy.

It's just that he didn't expect that the person who did all this was actually Harry.

Snape was sure that Riddle was Voldemort, or part of Voldemort.

After he and Harry were together, he once heard Harry talk in detail about the person who walked out of the notebook in the secret room, and after he learned of the existence of Horcruxes, he realized that each soul fragment was a soul of Voldemort. He searched around for the location of the Horcrux revealed by Harry back then, except for the ring that killed Dumbledore and the notebook locked deep in the Malfoy Manor, he couldn't find anything else. He had a faint premonition that things were going off track, and now looking at Harry, he suddenly had a doubt—Harry, did he still retain part of his instincts when he lost his memory, so the Horcruxes that disappeared over the years are actually related to Harry? interest?

Or, that Riddle is the condensate of the soul extracted from the disappeared Horcrux?

Did Harry do this on purpose or by accident?

Snape lowered his voice and asked, "How do you know that he still looks so cute when you can't see him?"

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☆, the so-called accident

"How do you know that he will still look so cute when you can't see him?"

The corners of Harry's raised mouth drooped slightly, and he lowered his head for a long, long time without speaking.

This made Snape's heart skip a beat, and because Harry couldn't see, he couldn't hide his nervousness.

Whether it is Gryffindor or Slytherin, there is no doubt about the protection of their loved ones. The words just now are very likely to touch Harry's bottom line. No one understands Harry's importance to his family better than him.

Just like when he spared no effort to tell him how bad the behavior of the four James Potter was, but Harry always had good fantasies about his parents.

Since Harry regards that child as his adopted son, he must give him unreserved trust.

He said such a thing now, it is really possible to make Harry think that he has a problem with Riddle, or that he wants to be unfavorable to Riddle, which will arouse Harry's vigilance, and may even reject him.

Merlin testified that this was the absolute worst possible situation for him.

Harry was silent for a long time, so long that Snape could hardly stand the silence and wanted to apologize, a gentle smile climbed the corner of Harry's mouth again, and Snape heard him say: "A child of this age, There will always be some little secrets that I don’t want others to know, maybe Tom was a little naughty before, but he will think twice now, even if he keeps things from me, I think he can solve it by himself.”

Between the words is full of trust in Tom Riddle.

Snape's expression darkened, and he finally changed the subject.

"The petrification of the school has not yet happened. You have to be careful in what you do recently." He didn't expect that the secret room would be opened again. He remembered that the youngest daughter of the Weasley family who was controlled by the soul piece opened the secret room back then. But apparently, someone had taken the notebook without Lucius' knowledge, and Ginny Weasley no longer needed his attention.

He remembered that although Parseltongue is a unique representative of Slytherin blood, it is not impossible to learn. You must know that Dumbledore learned how to talk to mermaids through self-study. Back then, Ron Weasley also used his feet to destroy Horcruxes. He tried to imitate the pronunciation of the snake language, and finally he succeeded.

It's a pity that he wasn't interested in this language back then. If he wanted to open the secret room now, he had to ask Harry to go to the entrance of the secret room to open the door himself, or wait for little Harry to find out...

Harry smiled and nodded: "I hope this matter can be resolved soon."

Of course this could have been resolved sooner, but maybe he could use it to something.

Snape watched Harry leave, then walked into the potions room.

After that, for three consecutive days, he stayed in the potion room to brew potions as much as possible except for class. The petrification incident did not happen again within three days. Instead, it was because the homework of Defense Against the Dark Arts for the first time in several grades was sent down. After that, a group of young wizards complained again and again.

There are not many students in each grade who can get an A, and less than 20 students in the seventh grade with the best grades get an A, of which Ravenclaw students account for as many as twelve, if only because of poor grades It’s okay to rewrite it, but the problem is that the comments on the parchment are really shocking, whether it’s for those who do their homework seriously or those who deal with things, they can get double the length because of their own paragraphs Every word is so sharp that it is difficult to refute.

This kind of comment style really doesn't match Professor Evans' usual teaching style!

After the first homework was over, and combined with the summary of the Defense Against the Dark Arts course from Snape from last semester, Harry finally had a certain understanding of the level of Defense Against the Dark Arts among the young wizards. After the fiasco of the first assignment, they never dared to be perfunctory in the next few days.

The students who entered the medical wing had calmed down. Harry learned from Professor McGonagall that the "attacker" was a big snake. According to the petrified student, he just saw the reflection of a big snake through the water. Lost consciousness.

"Is it a basilisk?" Harry frowned slightly. "Could it be that some magical creature from the Hogwarts Forbidden Forest came here uncontrollably?"

Professor McGonagall's complexion was not very good: "No, it's not a creature from the Forbidden Forest, we don't know where it came from, but it seems that it is lurking in a corner of Hogwarts now, which is very interesting for students. Danger."

"What does the principal mean?"

"This matter does not need to be announced for the time being, but the professors can't relax their vigilance. We will search for all the creatures in Hogwarts together. At the same time, I hope that Professor Evans can teach them some emergency methods." Professor McGonagall frowned. Said with a frown.

"I see."

The next day, Harry changed his second-year class to an outdoor class.

"Just knowing the theoretical basis can't help us master Defense Against the Dark Arts. What we need to learn in our course is how to defend against black magic. Black magic is very destructive. If we really encounter it, the spells used in a hurry will not Can't resist it well, so I figured I'd need you to master every spell I teach you, rather than just jotting them down in your notebooks." Harry pointed to the field behind him, where the lawn had been temporarily blocked. After transplanting the plants, Harry cast a small-scale space spell on this space, which expanded the space inside, "They are all not dangerous plants, but they still hurt if they hit them. I need you to be able to defend accurately." They, living is to get rid of them, considering that you can't complete this task alone, so I ask you to form a group of at least five people, and you can form a maximum of ten people, enter the inside in groups, and then target the exit inside."

The students acted quickly, each finding someone to form a team. Needless to say, Harry ran to Slytherin to catch Tom, and also brought his two friends. Draco did not hesitate leaned over.

"Don't worry, I have taken safety measures, but if you have not been able to make good use of your wands and your wits, then some injuries are inevitable." Harry said gently, but he didn't think the students were There is nothing wrong with being injured during training, pain can promote people's growth and stimulate people's potential, "and, I want to give you a little reminder, in this process, the spells you use are not necessarily limited to the defense against the black arts Everything you learned in art class, like you can try to transform a leaf that wants to attack you into a brooch, which is a good idea, right?"

And obviously, under the strict requirements of Professor McGonagall, the second-year students have mastered spells such as transformation very well.

After sending the last group of students into the training field, several professors came from the shadows.

"This idea is really good, Professor Evans." Professor Sprout praised, "But since you have made sufficient preparations, why did you tell us that you need help?"

"Children are always full of energy. Although I have carefully selected the plants to use to ensure that there will be no problems, no one knows if the children will use the wrong spells. Will it stimulate the plants to change? After all, my eyes I can’t see it, so I have to ask the professors for help.”

If Harry said this at the beginning of the school year, at least half of the professors would question Albus's choice to hire Harry again. After all, it is still very difficult to teach children if they have vision problems, but this paragraph They have all seen Harry's performance over time, and now they are not impatient when they hear Harry say such words, but also comforted: "It is very difficult for us to organize such outdoor activities, and if It’s not that the current Hogwarts situation is special and won’t bother you so much, so don’t be polite to us, we just want to see how well they master the spell.”

After all, it is one thing to learn in class, and another thing to master after class.

"Then it's troublesome." Harry scratched his head and said.

Although he has taken complete measures, he still needs a professor to follow the students to ensure the safety of the children. If he can see with his eyes, he can watch these children by himself, but he can't do it, so he I can only trouble the professor who has no class to help.

Five minutes later, Harry was once again thankful for the choice he had made.

"Oh, I think we need to find the principal." Professor McGonagall looked at the thin man with an uneasy expression, "Also, we need to send these children back."

Trelawney sent the children back to the castle, leaving only Ron's group.

"Mr. Weasley, you brought your pet to class?" Professor McGonagall looked at Ron disapprovingly, "Oh, this habit will have to be broken in the future."

"I..." Ron couldn't stop trembling, "Banban's physical condition has not been very good recently, he spends most of his time sleeping, and doesn't like to leave me very much, and I'm worried about him... only black magic this morning Defense class, I thought I would take him to Madam Pomfrey to have a try after the class."

Professor McGonagall sighed softly: "Fortunately, you brought him to class."

Less than a minute after Professor McGonagall and Professor Trelawney entered the arena to secretly protect the children, little Harry's group ran into some trouble. Two attacking plants attacked them, and Tom waved his wand to wipe them clean. When one of them was dealt with neatly, another plant tripped Draco, and Draco fell out of a potion bottle when he fell. The plants were crazy and grew rapidly. Just when Professor McGonagall was about to help solve it, Ron was hung and shaken by the plants, and a mouse fell out of his robes. At the same time, Tom cursed It hit the mutated plant, and the juice/liquid from the plant stem splashed on the mouse. The mouse screamed miserably, and then turned into a person under everyone's surprised gaze.

A person that Professor McGonagall was very familiar with and thought he was dead for a long time.

Pettigrew Peter.

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☆, the so-called godfather

The headmaster rushed over quickly, followed by the stern-faced Snape.

Peter's body was stained with the juice of plant stems, and the green liquid splashed on his face, looking very embarrassed.

"Oh," Snape looked at him with a mocking expression on his face, "It seems that this hero really misses Hogwarts, and after more than ten years, he still wants to come back here."

"Severus, it's clear that what you saw was not a ghost." Dumbledore's expression was unusually serious, "Minerva, maybe you'd like to inform the Minister, I think we need the intervention of the Ministry of Magic."

Professor McGonagall nodded and left immediately.

Without her guard, Peter, who heard Dumbledore's plan, screamed: "No, no, no, Headmaster Dumbledore, you can't do this, Harry? Harry! I'm your father's friend, and everything I do It's for you, the headmaster was deceived by Snape, he is an evil Death Eater, I'm your father's friend, I'm on your side, you must help me!" Harry rolled over, and Tom pulled the man to his side and knocked him out with a flick of his wand.

Peter has been a mouse for more than ten years, and he never dared to change back easily, so the robe he was wearing was still more than ten years ago, but now he was hit by Tom's spell, and after rolling a few times on the grass, the robe cracked opened, revealing the ugly Dark Mark on his arm.

Ron, Hermione, and Draco all gasped.

Harry, who was not familiar with the Dark Mark, focused on his words: "My father's friend?"

All the insiders couldn't bear to tell him the truth at this time.

Harry stretched out his hand wearily: "Harry, come here."

Tom pulled Harry to his side and held his hand, clearly feeling his father's absent-mindedness.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and the veins in the hand holding the wand bulged. Just now he really felt the familiar black magic aura coming from Peter's body, so he added a tear to the attack spell, even though Peter belonged to Harry's father. Friends, by now, they probably wouldn't hand Harry over to someone with the Dark Mark to raise him.

Fudge rushed over quickly, and there were two wizards following him. They didn't look young anymore. They had obviously experienced what happened 12 years ago. Now they saw Pettigrew Peter and how there was nothing on his arm. The one who couldn't hide the Dark Mark took a breath of air: "Peter Pettigrew? F-th--he's not dead! What's going on?"

Dumbledore dismissed the fact that Harry wanted to enhance the actual combat capabilities of the little wizards because of the petrification incident. He just said that the professor started outdoor training on a whim to test the children's mastery of defensive spells, but he didn't expect It actually led to various follow-ups, and then he focused on Peter Pettigrew. He believed that Peter Pettigrew was not only alive, but also wore the Dark Mark on his body, so the case 12 years ago had yet to be investigated.

Fudge talked about him from left to right: "In this case, then bring Pettigrew Peter back to the Ministry of Magic and we will discuss the matter of the trial. If the situation is true, then put Black back. I will write a letter to tell you the result of the interrogation." your."

"No, no, no, Mr. Connery, I think it's better for us to interrogate here. At least, Harry needs to know the truth." Dumbledore looked at the child who followed Harry with some doubts, his expression had been tense before. Softened, "If there's anyone who should have heard from Black the first time, it should be Harry."

"But Mr. Potter already has a caregiver. Even if Black comes out of there, his mental state does not support him to raise a child. And little Harry is still a 12-year-old child, so he shouldn't be exposed to these things too early."

"But he has a right to know, and he needs to know how his parents died," Dumbledore insisted.

Fudge pursed his lips and remained silent, but the two wizards around him were very supportive of Dumbledore. Things about the Dark Lord always touched the nerves of everyone in the Ministry of Magic. When many people were caught, they were either tried on the spot or They were thrown into Azkaban directly, not because they sympathized with Black they said, but because the Dark Mark on Peter made them feel like an enemy, so they wanted to put him in Azkaban after trial, For them, there should be only one place for anyone with the Dark Mark on their body.

In the end, Fudge agreed to have a trial in front of the little wizard, but he didn't agree with other little wizards listening in. Even though Peter had been living in Ron's house, only Tom insisted on staying with little Harry, and Dumbledore insisted on staying. .

The location of the trial was moved from outside to the headmaster's office. With the consent of the Minister of Magic, Snape poured three drops of Veritaserum into Peter Pettigrew, and Peter cleaned everything up.

After he regained consciousness of what he said, he cried out in pain and explained to little Harry: "I can't help it, if I don't do this he will kill me, Harry, Harry, you look so much like Your father, your father will not want me to be killed, save me, please save me, as long as you forgive me, then they will not lock me up, please!"

Harry hid behind Harry, looked at Peter Pettigrew, who looked crazy because of the fear of going to prison, and pulled Harry's sleeve, shaking uncontrollably.

Fudge wiped the sweat from his brow: "We will release Black as soon as possible, but I can't guarantee what he will be like now."

"We will arrange for him to be treated as soon as possible." Obviously, Dumbledore trusted Ms. Pomfrey of the medical wing more than St. Mungo's physician.

After Fudge left with Peter, Waiting Budo looked at Harry apologetically. He could see the nervousness of this child. He had raised little Harry for so many years. Now that little Harry had an extra godfather, he was happy for little Harry. Yu, probably also feel nervous.

However, even so, he still needs to tell them about Black.

"Maybe you both want to share a complete story." Dumbledore's voice became softer and more soothing, "A friend about your parents."

Harry listened to the story with him, and Snape noticed that in the later stages, a little bewilderment appeared on his face.

It was right to use Black to stimulate him.

He thought to himself, if anyone could be engraved in Harry's soul, it must be his godfather that Harry had lost.

To be honest, he didn't care what happened to Black's second half of his life, even if everyone felt sorry for his death, but for Snape, who had been against him since he was a student, even knowing that Black was involved in the Potter family Being innocent wasn't enough to make him feel guilty—even if he himself had indirectly caused one of the chief culprits in the deaths of the Potters.

When he came to this space, he was busy looking for his partner and didn't want to get involved in the affairs here. After he found Harry, he had to worry about Harry's physical condition and wanted to wake up Harry's memory.

But even facing Dumbledore Harry didn't change anything, he really couldn't do anything.

Black was the last resort, and if even Black couldn't touch Harry's dusty memories, he didn't know what else could.

For Harry, he could only find a way to get Black out, for little Harry, and for Harry.

It couldn't be easier to replace Draco's potion. With Edward's help, he doesn't need to worry at all. He just needs to design it step by step. When there are many people, the wizard who has the ability to trap Peter is present. This "accident" can be completed by forcing Peter to transform in time.

He thought, he finally understood that cooperation is tolerance, just like how no matter how much Ron Weasley didn't like him back then, because of Harry, he accepted his relationship with Harry, and no matter how hostile he and Black were, for the sake of Harry, he too will eventually put away his hostile stance.

Dumbledore finished the story.

Little Harry lowered his head in silence. No one asked him what he was thinking. Instead, Harry on the side said, "When Sirius...Mr. Black returns, I will take Harry to visit him."

Tom raised his head in surprise: "Dad?" Isn't he afraid that Black will rob Harry of custody with him?

Harry smiled: "He has suffered what he shouldn't have to bear." He stretched out his hand to caress little Harry's cheek, "Your aunt is your mother's biological sister, but how did they treat you in those years? And Black Sir, he has no blood relationship with your father, but after his accident he was so angry that he lost his mind, others can accuse him of acting impulsively without going through his brain, but you can't, dear."

Harry seemed to have thought of something, and said, "My aunt won't take revenge angrily when she hears that my mother was killed, but Mr. Black will, but he and father are not brothers."

"His 'impulsion' and 'recklessness' back then were just proof of his loyalty. When Mr. Black comes back, I will accompany you to see him. If possible, maybe we can invite him to live with us."

Harry nodded emphatically.

"Principal, I'll take these two children to have something to eat first. If Mr. Black's matter is resolved, please let me know." Harry said to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore nodded: "I will, I think, you will get along well."

"Then let's take our leave first." He held the hands of the two children and walked out the door as if nothing had happened.

Only Snape saw the bewilderment that flashed across his brow when he turned around, and the words that he moved his lips slightly but didn't say.

He was muttering Sirius' name unconsciously.

But at this moment, the three of them stopped at the same time.

"What's wrong?" he asked in a low voice.

Harry listened carefully: "There is a voice...the children are going to have an accident." He subconsciously concealed the snake language he heard, but when he heard the faint voice, the feeling of deja vu told him that the basilisk had crawled out.

The author has something to say: Sirius and James are related by blood _(:3」∠)_Although it is a bit far away, Daha has forgotten it now, but even if Sirius and James have a college relationship, there is actually no Lily Compared with Petunia's close blood relationship, Sirius's impulsiveness back then is not too much like a relative ╮(╯▽╰)╭

☆, the so-called contradiction

"What's going on?" Dumbledore only had time to ask this sentence, but Harry suddenly grabbed Tom's shoulders, and he fell down without warning.

"Dad!" Tom's 12-year-old body couldn't support the weight of an adult, and Snape appeared behind them at some point and picked Harry up.

"Go to the medical wing," he whispered, then looked at Tom vigilantly, and pointedly said, "Don't worry about other things, he is more important."

Tom's pupils shrank, and he almost pulled out his wand.

This person knows his identity?Or guessed his identity?He knew that he planned to meet the basilisk in person?

But Snape was right, now was not the time to deal with that snake, for him, his father was more important now.

"Dumbledore, you'd better strengthen the defenses of Hogwarts. Also, the curfew should be brought forward." He said and took Harry to the medical wing, with young Harry and Tom following behind him.

"Tom," Harry whispered, "that voice...don't care?"

"It's okay, you go to Gryffindor first, don't come out tonight," Tom comforted him, "As long as you don't run around, you will be fine, you go back and wait for my news."

Harry hesitated for a moment, knowing that following him to the hospital wing would only add to the chaos, so he went back to the common room as he passed the Gryffindor tower.

"Severus? You... oh, bring him in quickly." Madam Pomfrey looked at the man in his arms and said in surprise, "He needs to be checked, he looks very bad... ..." Countless spells had been cast on Harry's body while speaking, but the result of the inspection surprised her very much.

"Bobby, what's going on?" Snape asked in a low voice.

"It's really strange." Madam Pomfrey said puzzledly, "Although he doesn't look very well, there is nothing wrong with his physical examination. It seems that he has entered a deep sleep, but you just said that he did not have any warning. in a coma?"

"Well, it's right at the door of the principal's office. Did you really not find anything wrong? Could it be something about the soul? We all know that his soul is not stable." At the time, Harry burned his soul at the cost of his own soul. Now, even though he came to this space relying on special power, the soul trauma still exists, so at this moment he fell into a coma without warning, and he was worried that there might be another problem with Harry's soul.

Was it because Black was messing with his mind?

Snape looked down at Madam Pomfrey's constant busyness, and lowered his head in thought.

"I still haven't been able to find out what's wrong, but I don't mind letting him drink some soul-soothing potions, but it can't be the one we usually arrange for him. Let him rest here first. I'll go and see my medicine cabinet. Severus, maybe you'd like to get Professor Evans some warm water, I think he'll need that when he wakes up."

When Madam Pomfrey left, apart from the sleepy Harry, only Snape and Tom were left in the ward.

Tom stood in the corner without saying a word, and Snape sat beside Harry and bowed his head in silence.

The medical wing fell into an eerie silence.

After a long time, Tom walked across from Snape, and after seeing that Harry was fine, he said slowly, "You know who I am, don't you?"

Snape raised his head, and there was malice in the opponent's black eyes - like a demon who came to kill him at any time.

"Although I'm surprised that he brought you with me, but this is indeed something he would do." He said with a chuckle, "A bad guy."

"You know my dad." It's not a question, but an affirmation, "But for so many years, I haven't seen him have any good friends, and even the address he chose is a sparsely populated place."

"After the soul is damaged, it is indeed easy to forget many things." Snape said.

"So," Tom slowly raised his wand, "why did my father get his soul damaged, and where is the man who damaged his soul," he said at last, sparking from the tip of his wand, he said ,"tell me!"

Snape had no doubt that if he told Tom that he was the culprit, then in less than a second, maybe a black magic would strike.

At this moment, Harry suddenly uttered a painful raving: "No, don't go there!"

"Dad!" Tom put away his wand quickly, "what's the matter with you, what are you talking about!"

"Impossible!" Harry screamed suddenly in pain, "He'll come back, he'll come back as a ghost!"

Snape was taken aback.

"Go on, no, don't go on!" He said and finally became more and more tired, and could only silently murmur a name, which was Sirius' name.

Snape suddenly remembered that when Black died, he had seen Harry questioning the ghosts in Hogwarts, hoping to see Black again, but Black did not return as a ghost in the end, nor did he leave any The portrait, and then at the end of the semester, Harry became very irritable, and he should have dreamed of the scene at that time.

He designed Peter to transform in public, not only for the sake of little Harry, but also to use Black to stimulate Harry, but now seeing his uncomfortable appearance, he suddenly felt timid.

Is it right or wrong to remind him of the past?

And at this moment, he noticed that the whispered name in Harry's mouth had changed.

"Sy... Sif..." He couldn't finish the name, and when Tom stared at Snape in disbelief, Harry sat up suddenly.

"Dad." Tom was distracted by Harry's actions, and he came to Harry with warm water, "Drink some water, how do you feel now?"

"I..." Harry gasped, "did I just pass out?" he asked as he fumbled for the water glass in Tom's hand.

"Well, Dad seems to have had a nightmare," Tom whispered. "Remember what it was?"

Harry took a sip of water, calmed his breathing, and then thought about it: "It seems to be a dream, but..." He recalled with difficulty, "I can't remember it anymore, it's strange, I should wake up, but suddenly it seems like It's like being oblivious to it."

At this moment, Madam Pomfrey walked in with a bottle of potion: "Oh, dear, it's great that you're awake."

Only then did Harry realize where he was. He looked for the voice and "looked" in Madam Pomfrey's direction, and smiled shyly, "Madam, have I caused you trouble again?"

"Don't say that," Madam Pomfrey shoved a bottle of potion into his hand, "Your body is more important, although we didn't find anything wrong with your body just now, but I think you will Drink it down so I don't worry about you, right?"

"I think so." Harry said as he drank the potion without hesitation, "Actually I feel fine, except I just had a dream I can't remember, so I don't need to be hospitalized, do I?" ?”

"That's right, but you have to stay here for a while to make sure you're safe." She took back the empty bottle, "Since I don't have any other patients right now, I don't restrict Mr. Riddle and Severus from visiting you time, but don't make too much noise—of course, I don't think such a thing will happen to the three of you, and Merlin testifies that I can't find anyone who is quieter than you." Even if Harry couldn't see , she still gave Harry a friendly smile, and then left quickly.

It was also at this time that Harry realized that there was still a silent person in the ward. He once again lamented that Professor Snape could hide himself so well. You must know that although he could not see, magic helped him a lot He is very busy and can help him to "see" the people around him, but whenever his colleague is unwilling to speak, he has no way of knowing his situation.

Tom pursed his lips before saying, "Professor Snape sent Dad to the medical wing."

Harry couldn't figure out Snape's direction, so he tilted his head slightly and said, "Thank you."

After a while, Snape gave a silent "Yes".

Harry grabbed Tom's hand: "I have nothing to do, you go to your own business first, but remember to keep yourself safe and don't mess around, you understand?"

Tom immediately realized that the other party was asking him to deal with the matter of the basilisk. Harry was still worried when he heard the voice of the basilisk at the door of the principal's office. He can more accurately grasp the traces of the basilisk, and even though Tom is 12 years old, his ability is not inferior to any adult wizard, so when he cannot leave the medical wing, Tom can better stabilize the situation if he goes .

So he nodded: "Dad, I'll go first."

After making sure that nothing was wrong with Harry, he could indeed leave the hospital wing with peace of mind.

Wait till Tom leaves, ha