[Comprehensive] Rejecting the Savior of Hogwarts

Although the excitement and nervousness of newcomers did not exist, Harry got up early the next morning.The boy lightly got off the bed, glanced at the blond boy who was sleeping peacefully on the bed next to him, and calculated that there was still plenty of time, so he didn't wake him up.After dressing and washing in almost complete silence, Harry carefully opened a corner of the curtain, walked through the narrow gap, and sat cross-legged on the soft cushion in front of the bay window.

In this regard, he has to say that the conditions of the student dormitory in Durmstrang are quite good. As long as the heavy velvet curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows are lifted, one can see the rolling mountains and rivers in the distance and the shining lake in the morning sun. The majestic momentum that hits the face makes people feel broad-minded.In fact, there is no need for more, it should be a very pleasant thing to sit here for a while every morning, Harry thought so, opened the window halfway, squinted his eyes and leaned to the side, letting the morning wind play Looking at the messy broken hair on his forehead.

"Harry...Harry, are you still in the dormitory?" Draco opened his eyes half awake, and turned over in a daze. The roommate also disappeared without a trace.The blond boy came to his senses. He asked loudly while quickly turning over from the bed.

"I'm here, Draco." Harry didn't really want to move, so he just stretched out a hand from behind the curtain and shook it casually: "Don't worry, class won't start for a while." After waiting for a while without hearing the other party's answer, the savior sighed softly, and reluctantly came out from behind the curtain, and greeted his new roommate with a smile.

"It's good that you won't be late." His eyes paused for a moment on Harry, Draco took out his wand from the bottom of his sleeve, and waved it lightly in mid-air. After confirming that he still had enough time, he seemed to relax slightly. Tone: "Harry, do you always get up so early?" Meeting Draco's gaze, the savior smiled and shrugged: "I'm not much earlier than you... Anyway, the first day of school will always be A little nervous." The nervousness wasn't really a reason, but it was a good excuse, Harry didn't know if it would work to fool others, but Draco obviously believed it.

"It's nothing more than changing schools. I don't think there is anything to be nervous about, but it's true that the conditions here are not as good as those at Hogwarts." Draco raised his chin proudly, letting go of the slight anxiety. Hidden everything in the bottom of the eyes, unwilling to reveal the slightest bit. "Yeah, I think it's okay." For this kind of topic, Harry just smiled reservedly and didn't show any emotion. He didn't think the campus environment of Hogwarts was much better than here, Imofani It's the same, after all, it's just that each has its own characteristics.

There was a long silence after that, Harry's thoughts seemed to be completely out of sight, he unconsciously clenched his wand with his fingers at the bottom of his sleeve, but came back to his senses under the stimulation of unfamiliar touch.Yes, he is not using his holly wood wand on the surface now, but the one he repurchased in Gregorovich's wand shop. The material is fir wood and the feather of the sound bird.Fingers unconsciously stroking the intricate patterns carved on the surface of the wand, Harry suddenly recalled certain details of that day, the black bird that flew out from the tip of the wand when he held it, and the person who and Ollivander The wandmaker who was also famous looked at him with weird eyes, not so much fear, but regret.

But why is he feeling sorry?

It was not that he had never asked Voldemort this question, but someone who knew everything about magic had uncharacteristically refused to answer his question this time.So, this afternoon, I might go to the library again to look for answers... Harry smiled helplessly, accepting the fact that he had to go to the library to 'study hard' on the first day of school, and his staff were neat. No matter what, he still has to deal with today's lessons first.

"Have you studied the Dark Arts before?" On the way to the classroom, Draco suddenly nudged him lightly with his elbow.Harry suddenly came back to his senses, raised his eyebrows and looked at the person beside him: "Why do you ask such a question?" There was no trace of ripple in his lake green eyes, as if he was just asking casually, but the a little unnatural gesture was still there. It made Draco aware of the clues. "I don't mean anything else," Draco pursed the corners of his lips. He seemed to want to explain, but he didn't want to make a gesture of weakness, with a particularly tangled expression on his face: "Durmstrang has always Black magic is famous for its tolerance, and our courses also include the most basic part, if you are not used to it..." He suddenly stopped talking, because the boy with black hair and green eyes laughed.

Although in Draco's impression, Harry was always smiling, but he never felt that the savior was an approachable person, because although the smile was gentle, it was superficial, and it was always a little less indescribable. Seeing Harry's smile at this moment, Draco affirmed this even more. "I don't think it's unacceptable to study the Dark Arts, otherwise I wouldn't be participating in this transfer student program," Harry admitted that he really didn't expect Draco to care about him, just like he never He never thought that one day he would get along so peacefully and harmoniously with his former Hogwarts rival. Even if it was not very pleasant, at least it was not forced: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Staring blankly at those gentle and bright lake-green eyes, Draco strangely captured the mountain-like stability from them. For a moment, he even wanted to put Malfoy in front of him under the bet of his own generation. On a boy of about the same age.Fortunately, this crazy thought was only fleeting, and Draco's face turned even paler. He shook his head slightly to shake off the momentary trance, took a deep breath and lowered his gaze.

Harry didn't understand what Draco's reaction meant, but seeing that he was in the classroom, he didn't delve into it. After calming down, he pushed open the plain and heavy wooden door.

He almost thought that what he opened was a door to another world!

Although the hair color and eye color are different, the expressions and gazes of those children are almost exactly the same. There is a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the coldness. Thirty or forty pairs of eyes are staring at them without blinking. Like falling into a cold pool.

Unconsciously, his footsteps stopped in place. Harry still maintained his superficial calm, but his heart was full of turmoil.He frowned slightly, but didn't know what to say, so he just quietly and quickly searched for the only vacant seat in the classroom, and grabbed Draco's wrist to sit down.There are still about 10 minutes before class starts. Harry is used to arriving at the classroom a little earlier, but he didn't expect that other people would come earlier than him.He and Draco are newcomers, but the others are not. If this is a tacit agreement that the group has reached long ago without knowing that there will be newcomers, what does it mean?

Does that mean they are not welcome?

Just as he was thinking about it, a chill suddenly slid across the skin of the back of his neck, Harry's whole body shivered, and his eyes turned to the door in the next second. At some point, there was already someone standing there.The man's attire was nothing special, it was just a thicker black robe, the only decoration on his whole body was the circle of soft and flowing long hair inlaid on the neckline.His appearance was also unremarkable, the kind that would be obliterated in an instant in the crowd, but the gaze projected by those dark brown eyes was exceptionally sharp, when his gaze swept across Harry At that time, the savior subconsciously had the idea of ​​avoiding it.

He is not the first person to give Harry this feeling, but before that, those who could do this, led by Voldemort, were all extremely dangerous dark wizards without exception, the savior really didn't understand Durmstrang's What did the principal think, that he would let such a person become a professor in his school.But speaking of it, Durmstrang's current principal seems to be Karkaroff... that cowardly Death Eater?He vaguely felt that this matter probably had something to do with Voldemort, but since that person was not by his side now, Harry had no choice but to suspend his thoughts of asking. If something goes wrong in your classroom, you don't need to think about it to know that the consequences will be serious.

"Harry Potter, this year's new exchange student?" The black art basics professor looked around the classroom, and finally fell on Harry. He lifted his lips and spit out these words very quickly. A word, with a clear meaning in the tone. "Yes, I'm from Imofane." When he pronounced his name, Harry stood up from his seat, and the answer he gave was even more crisp. "Very well, sit down. In my class, you don't need to stand up to answer questions." The owner of those dark brown eyes unexpectedly didn't mean any embarrassment or special treatment. Just to confirm Harry's identity, he immediately started the teaching content of this class, and completely ignored another transfer student who was sitting next to Harry.

What does it mean?Harry felt that he didn't understand at all, but he sat down obediently. He paid attention to Draco's expression when he sat down, and he was not surprised to see an unnatural blush on his pale cheeks. Needless to say, it was out of anger to be ignored.Keeping looking directly at the podium, Harry patted him on the shoulder indistinctly, signaling him to calm down, and he was relieved when he felt that the chaotic atmosphere around him had returned to calm.