dumb wizard

When Harry woke up, he saw Dumbledore's chrysanthemum face with glasses, and wished he hadn't opened his eyes—why didn't he see Draco or Xiu's beautiful face first?

"Principal Dumbledore," Harry said with difficulty, his voice hoarse and his throat sore, "Why am I here?" In fact, he wanted to ask why you were here.

Harry looked around, the white walls, the white linen sheets, the side table piled high with all kinds of sweets like a hill - he realized he was in the hospital wing.

"It's all gifts from your friends and admirers." Dumbledore said with a smile, "What happened between you and Professor Quirrell in the restricted area is a secret, and secrets always spread like wildfire, so, All the teachers and students in the school naturally know about it.”

Harry didn't want to hear that, and he interrupted Dumbledore as politely as possible, "Mr. Headmaster, how are my friends? Are they all right?"

"Oh, they're fine." Dumbledore stroked his snow-white beard, "They're all worried about you, but Bobby doesn't allow them to come in to see you, lest they disturb your rest."

"How long have I been asleep?" Harry asked, feeling his bones go limp, which he hadn't felt in a long time since he had gone for a morning jog at Xiu's suggestion.

"Three days, my child." Dumbledore smiled lovingly, and Harry frowned unaccustomedly—he was a Slytherin, and this Gryffindor-born headmaster laughed more than their little snakes Shameful people.Besides, who is his child? Why is the headmaster soliciting relatives everywhere?

Knowing that his friends were all right, Harry breathed a sigh of relief and started to focus on other things, "Mr. Principal, is the Philosopher's Stone all right?" Don't waste all his efforts, his forehead hurts like hell!

"It's okay, kid, you did a good job and managed to keep the Sorcerer's Stone!" Dumbledore said very gratified-although Harry entered Slytherin, this variable did make him uneasy, but now it seems Harry is still a very good child, as long as he is taught well, he can still become a banner to defeat Voldemort.

"Harry, you are very brave!" Dumbledore said with a smile, "I think your parents will be very proud of you!"

Harry nodded indiscriminately, and said to himself: I'm not a Gryffindor, what's there to be proud of being brave, he doesn't want to copy the Slytherin rules a hundred times to remember that Slytherin behaves cautiously.

"Mr. Headmaster, Voldemort is not dead, is he?" Harry asked, although the answer was already clear, he still wanted to confirm it again.Merlin knew that he didn't want to be a savior at all!This is a high-risk occupation. As a qualified Slytherin, it is his instinct to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages!

"Yes, Harry, he's not dead. He's still hiding somewhere, maybe looking for a body he'll share. He's not really alive, so he can't be killed. He was only thinking about himself." Slip away, with no regard for Quirrell's life; he is as ruthless to his enemies as he is to his followers. But, Harry, you may only delay him from regaining his strength immediately, and need another person in the future Get ready to fight him to the death—but if he is delayed again and again, he may never regain his strength."

Harry nodded understandingly - he was actually suffering from a terrible headache.In this way, it seems that he has to continue to do the thankless job of the savior.

Harry then asked Dumbledore about his mother and why Quirrell couldn't touch him, and Dumbledore said something selectively before being kicked out at Madam Pomfrey's urging.

"Ma'am, can you let me see my friend?" Harry asked pleadingly.Madam Pomfrey shook her head resolutely, "I'm afraid not, Mr. Potter, you need to rest."

"Oh, please, ma'am, it's only five minutes." Harry looked at Madam Pomfrey beggingly with his green eyes, and Madam Pomfrey was overwhelmed with maternal love, "Okay, it's only five minutes!"

She let Draco and Hermione in, and Hermione hugged Harry excitedly, "Harry, I'm glad you're alright! That's great!"

Although Draco was glad that Harry was safe—in fact, he was the one who worried about Harry the most—the scene of Hermione holding Harry really made him look bad.

"Hermione, let go of Harry, he's almost out of breath!" Draco quickly pulled Hermione away, sat on the edge of the bed and put his arms around Harry's thin shoulders, carefully observing his condition.

"Draco, Hermione, don't worry, I'm fine!" Harry laughed, "but talking to Headmaster Dumbledore is a lot of work. By the way, what about Hugh?"

Before Draco could answer, Xiu had already walked in, followed by a tall black-haired wizard.

"Hugh!" Harry called him, although he tried his best to keep his voice down, he could still feel his excitement, "Hugh, thank you for coming in time." He looked at Snape, "Professor Snape, thank you for your help."

Snape snorted disdainfully.

Xiu was a little helpless, probably Snape would never have a good look at people surnamed Potter.

Walking forward, Xiu looked at Harry's face, he was still pale and worried.Harry smiled, "It's okay, don't worry!" He unconsciously reached out and touched the lightning scar on his forehead, as if the heart-piercing pain still remained, he shivered slightly.

Seeing his movements, Xiu frowned, remembering the connection between the scar and Voldemort.

Then Hermione asked Harry what happened after he entered that room, and Harry told them everything: Quirrell, the magic mirror, the Philosopher's Stone, and Voldemort.Little Hermione screamed from time to time, causing Madam Pomfrey to roar, and she was almost kicked out of the hospital wing.

Draco was also very nervous, thinking of Harry meeting such danger in a place he couldn't see, he felt fear—the fear of losing Harry, and self-blame—why didn't he have enough strength to protect what he loved? people? !

Although Xiu had read the original book, he still felt scared when he heard Harry's description. After all, what Harry was facing was the Dark Lord who made the entire wizarding world tremble.

After Harry finished speaking, the little girl Hermione comforted him in a low voice because he was a little excited because of recalling the scene at that time. Draco moved closer to Xiu and asked in a low voice: "Xiu, how did you know that we would encounter wizard chess? Don't tell me what a bloody premonition it is."

Xiu shook his head at him, opened his notebook and wrote messily: "Sorry, Draco, I can't tell you. As long as you know, I won't harm you."

Draco stared at him for a moment, then nodded slowly.

cellar.

Xiu was crouching on the small sofa with the little snowfive in his arms, tilting his head and looking behind the desk at Snape's grading theory paper for the potions exam (the potions exam was divided into theory and practice), and unconsciously stroking the soft fur on the little snowflake's back. .The little snow fox licked his paws, squinted his eyes, and enjoyed it.

"What are you thinking?" The black-haired man looked up at him at some point, with imperceptible softness in his eyes.

Xiu suddenly regained consciousness, met his eyes, blushed inexplicably, and shook his head quickly.

There was a smile in Snape's eyes, his little lover was very shy and blushed at every turn.

He stood up and walked towards his little lover, picked him up and sat on his strong thigh, and threw the ball of white in his lover's arms to the ground, completely monopolizing the little lover.

The poor little snow raccoon grinned at Snape—it didn't like this dark guy at all, because he always competed with him for his gentle and beautiful master!

Snape regretted once again that by giving Xiu such a living creature, he had created a rival in love he couldn't deal with.

Shot the death ray to that nasty snowy fox, Snape stroked his short, soft, light brown hair, "What are you worrying about, Hugh?"

The man in his arms hugged his neck, his small face was full of hesitation and anxiety.

Snape waited patiently for his answer. He knew that his little guy had been troubled recently and always had a sad face, so he was very worried.

Xiu blinked, took out a pen and paper, and leaned on Snape's shoulder to write: "Professor, can I visit your house occasionally during the summer vacation?" Xiu's words were very tactful, cautious for fear of being rejected.

Snape sighed, this little guy always made him feel bad—is he so unconfident?Or is his performance not enough to convince him?

"Of course. Xiu, I thought you knew that we are lovers. If you want, you can stay with me for the whole summer vacation." Snape said, seeing Xiu's joyful smile as expected, it was extremely bright.

Snape took away the pen in his hand, crossed two lines in the line of words that Xiu just wrote in the notebook, and wrote another word, Xiu leaned over to look at it, his eyes felt hot.

I saw "Professor" on the notebook was crossed out, and the line above said "Sev" in gorgeous cursive characters.

Xiu sniffed, and buried his small head into the man's neck.Then he heard a low, silky, beautiful voice say, "This is a name only you can call, are you satisfied, my little one?"

Xiu nodded his head up and down, his soft hair rubbed against his neck, a little itchy.

Hagrid invited Harry to his cottage, and Madam Pomfrey had to let Harry go because Dumbledore allowed it.Accompanied by Draco and Hermione, Harry went to Hagrid's cabin. Hagrid gave Harry a photo album of Harry's parents, and Harry was very happy.

When Snape learned about this from Xiu, he snorted coldly, very disdainful - Potter!laugh!

This year the House Cup was still Slytherin, and the Great Hall was decorated in silver and green, with a banner painted with Slytherin snakes hanging behind the teacher's bench.The little snakes in Slytherin were cheering for the seventh consecutive Academy Cup, and for a moment they forgot the nobleman's reserve, even the smirk on the corner of Snape's mouth was somewhat real.

"Quiet! Quiet!" Dumbledore greeted the noisy little wizards, "Another year has passed!..." Dumbledore finished his cliche, and then the house points that everyone cared about the most: " Now, as far as I know, we must first conduct the awarding ceremony of the Academy Cup. The specific scores of each academy are as follows: No.4, Gryffindor, 310 two points; No.3, Hufflepuff, 350 two points; LaVine Crowe 420 for six, Slytherin 470 for two."

A thunderous cheer erupted from the Slytherin table, and Harry and Draco embraced and smiled.

The Gryffindor table was silent, and Ron Weasley stared fiercely at the opposite Slytherin table, cursing something.

"Yes, yes, you performed well." Dumbledore said, "But there are still a few things that must be counted, and I still have some points to add." The auditorium fell silent, and everyone turned their attention to Dumbledore profitable.

"Miss Hermione Granger, she faced the fire and calmly reasoned logically. I would like to reward Ravenclaw House with fifty points."

Ravenclaw applauded, and everyone looked at the little disheveled girl at the Ravenclaw table.Hermione raised her head with some pride, and smiled, but her face was very red.

"What! Slytherin's lackey!" Ron Weasley muttered disapprovingly at the Gryffindor table, but no one paid any attention to him.

"The second item, Harry Potter! He successfully protected the Philosopher's Stone, and he showed fearless courage and extraordinary courage. For this, I will give Slytherin [-] points!" Dumbledore said ——Hugh could see that he was actually not willing to give Slytherin points at all, but he had to do it for the sake of the reputation of the savior.

The Slytherins cheered again, and some even slammed the table hard.

Although Harry was very happy that he had added so many points to the academy, he was very dissatisfied that Dumbledore didn't seem to have any intention of adding points to Draco.He stood up and said loudly: "Principal Dumbledore, Draco helped me pass the giant chessboard. Without him, I could not have successfully protected the Philosopher's Stone. Why don't you give him points?"

Dumbledore's face froze - he didn't intend to give Malfoy points, wouldn't that be fueling the arrogance of the nobles!

But Harry said that in front of the whole school, everyone was looking at him, and Dumbledore could only give Draco points bitterly, "Oh, of course, Harry, I won't forget. Draco Mr Co Malfoy, he played the best game of chess ever seen at Hogwarts, for which I give Slytherin fifty points!"

Slytherin is completely boiling! 620 two points!In the history of Hogwarts, I am afraid that no house has scored such a high score!

Draco raised his face proudly, with a standard Malfoy smile on his lips.

Dumbledore re-announced the score, "No.4, Gryffindor, 310 two points; No.3, Hufflepuff, 350 two points; No.2, Ravenclaw, 470 six; No.1, Slater Lin 620 two points!"

"This year's House Cup winner is Slytherin!"

Final exam results are out.Xiu is No.5 in the second grade, and this result has surprised everyone for a long time.Hermione took No.1 just like the original book, and Draco came in second with a difference of two points. The little platinum nobleman was unhappy about this for several days.Harry's is right behind Draco, No.3.

After the dinner, the little wizards boarded the Hogwarts Express.

Before getting into the car, Xiu secretly went to the cellar to find Snape.The two exchanged several deep, lingering kisses, and Snape asked Xiu to go home first, and he would pick him up on the Thames Avenue the next day after the holiday.