[HP] Dearest Enemy

Life at Hogwarts is more interesting than Harry expected.The huge castle is like a maze. It took Harry a week to fully remember the way from the Gryffindor tower to the cafeteria, without getting lost or being transported to strange places by the moving stairs; Visible ghosts are not new, but Harry finds them novel; the lessons that wizards need to learn are a hundred times more interesting than those in Muggle primary schools, and of course a hundred times more dangerous, and almost all the professors like him, Except for the only one of course.

Severus Snape, the ever-gloomy Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, unlovable, greasy old bat, and head of Slytherin.It is said that the previous dean was Professor Slughorn who taught potions, but not many years after Snape came to the school, the fun-loving old spider left this job to his younger colleagues.

Harry kind of understood why Snape didn't like him, because he knew from Sirius that Snape and his father were rivals in school, and he looked very similar to James.It's just that after Snape once again deducted his college points for no reason, Harry found out in an atmosphere of confusion that Snape didn't just hate himself, that feeling should be "hate".Contrary to him, Professor Slughorn's attitude towards Harry can be said to be overly enthusiastic. Every time he sees Harry, his eyes will sparkle. The look in his eyes that looks at his prey always makes Harry feel creepy .

The attitude of the Slytherins towards Harry under the suggestion of their headmaster can only be said to be quite friendly, but Draco Malfoy seems to be not very much influenced by his headmaster, although he will not go to Harry specifically, But when we meet, we can still chat a few words.It's just that Ron was very disgusted by this, and he couldn't understand why Harry was talking to Malfoy.In fact, not only Ron has this idea, in the eyes of most Gryffindors, Slytherin is almost synonymous with evil.

Harry didn't think so, he just didn't like Draco's condescending tone, but he didn't dislike the boy.On the contrary, Ron often quarreled with Draco, and he would always be pissed off by the platinum boy who spoke more and more like Snape's poisonous tongue, Harry was quite helpless about this.Harry mentioned this in a letter to Regulus, and Regulus told Harry that Draco was actually related to the Black family, which brought Harry and Draco closer.

The peaceful campus life finally came to an end when Draco challenged Ron to a duel after a month of school.Ron readily accepted the duel, and decided on his own to let Harry be his assistant, and ran away angrily from Hermione who was preaching.Harry felt that Ron's behavior was a bit excessive, but persuading him at this time would be like adding fuel to the fire. Harry wisely said nothing, and quietly listened to Ron's fierce complaints.

Ron didn't quiet down until he was back in the common room.Harry took two wands out of his pocket and began to give them their weekly nursing. Ron leaned over curiously.

"You actually have two wands?"

Harry nodded and raised the lighter wand in his hand: "This is my dad's wand."

"I also use my dad's wand." Neville, who was listening to the conversation between the two, said in a low voice, and then he suddenly covered his mouth as if he suddenly remembered something, but fortunately, no one paid attention to his actions.

"This one was a birthday present I received before I entered school." Harry picked up another darker wand, and couldn't help but think of what the old man said when Lily took him to Ollivander to appraise the wand.

"Strange, really strange. I thought I'd never see this wand again in my lifetime," said the wandmaker, with awe on his face. "A child had an accident while choosing a wand here many years ago. I thought And so the wand disappeared... Yes, this is the wand I made, I remember well, holly, phoenix feathers, eleven inches... Two tail feathers from the same phoenix, one made this wand, The other tailfeather made another wand. It's the brother that gave you that scar... Aside from being a bit old, there's nothing wrong with this wand, and I don't think there's a better wand in the store for you That's it... Of course, there's nothing wrong with using your father's wand, but I don't advise you to use it. Wands choose wizards, Mr. Potter, this wand is undoubtedly yours..."

"Harry, who owned this wand before?" Ron was looking at the holly wand carefully, and Harry quickly regained his senses.

"Uh, I don't know either." Harry scratched his messy head. "There's not a single word in the package, but this wand works fine. Mr. Ollivander said there's nothing wrong with this wand."

Roommate Seamus Finnigan also approached with great interest: "Which wand is easier to use?"

Harry hesitated for a moment, then pointed to the holly wand: "This one."

"Then you can use it when you duel with Malfoy." Ron said, handing the wand back to Harry, avoiding Seamus and lowering his voice, "That Zabini who was his assistant looks very sinister... ..."

Hermione closed her book with a sudden, loud bang and went upstairs.Harry watched her run up the winding stairs in the girls' dormitory, and he was sure that although the little witch hadn't participated in their conversation, she must have heard every word.

Harry put away his wand and started to do his homework, but his mind kept wandering to the midnight duel.Just as he was biting the tip of his pen and wandering, a voice suddenly sounded in his head.

"Basic Transfiguration page 16, paragraph 3, and page 17, paragraph 9, have what you need. Pay attention when you study, Harry."

Harry sat up straight, and the quill fell from his hand.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron turned his head.

"No, it's nothing." Harry said a little flustered, and quickly stood up, "I left something in the classroom, and I need to go out and look for it."

"Need help?" Ron asked.Harry waved his hand, and crawled out of the portrait hole in a panic.

There was no one in the corridor, so Harry randomly found an empty classroom, walked in and closed the door, then screamed angrily while clutching his painful scar.

"What the hell do you want?"

He seemed to hear a sigh [just want to remind you to concentrate on studying. 】

"None of my business!" said Harry angrily. "Now, get the hell out of my head!"

There was silence for a moment, and the pain in the scar eased.Relieved, Harry grabbed the doorknob and tried to get out, his scar aching again.

[I'll give you a piece of advice: don't go to the prize showroom tonight. 】

Harry frowned involuntarily: "Why?"

But there was no reply.

So Harry took the question all the way back to the common room.

Ron poked him at 11:30, Harry hesitated, put on his robes and walked out with Ron.Of course, they met Hermione.

When Hermione found out that the fat woman was out late at night, Harry suddenly regretted not following her advice.But it wasn't until the three of them arrived at the empty prize showroom that Harry understood what that advice meant.

It took some effort for the three of them to avoid Peeves and Filch, but they didn't encounter a large three-headed dog barking at them through a trapdoor.Hermione yelled at the two of them in a bad temper and went back to sleep. Ron muttered something dissatisfied, but Harry was absent-minded the whole time.

That person seems to care about himself.

Draco was surprised to see that the two hadn't been caught, and Harry stared at him for a moment before deciding to go over and sort things out.

"You didn't go to the prize room last night," Harry said to Draco.

"Does the Boy Who Lived want to accuse me of breaking my promise?" Draco drawled, feeling uncomfortable.His relationship with Harry wasn't great but it wasn't bad either, but the idiot Weasley had asked Harry to be his assistant, and Harry hadn't objected.

Harry shook his head: "I'm just a little surprised."

"Surprised?" Draco raised an eyebrow.

Harry shrugged. "No, it's nothing. Goodbye."

Draco left the golden boy with a messy hair in surprise, narrowing his pale eyes slightly as if nothing had happened.

Harry's excellent performance in the flying class was passed from Mrs. Hodge to Professor McGonagall, and Professor McGonagall recruited Harry into the Quidditch team after observing Harry's level in person.Harry and Draco's relationship started to become less friendly after the events of the duel, and the fact that Harry became the Seeker certainly added fuel to the fire.Draco stopped talking to Harry and looked at him coldly.

"Since Gryffindor can make an exception, other houses can naturally make an exception." Harry deliberately amplified his voice when Draco passed by him, "If Ravenclaw flies as well as a first-year student, Frank Professor Levy must be willing to make an exception and let him enter the school team."

Draco turned his head to look at Harry thoughtfully, and Hermione who passed by Harry murmured disapprovingly.

"What's the matter? Miss Know-it-all, what ideas do you want to publish?" Ron asked angrily.He partnered with Hermione in Charms, and the two got very upset.

Hermione ignored Ron and stared at Harry closely: "Why do you say that?"

Harry glanced at Draco, who pretended he hadn't heard anything and hurried away before saying, "I just thought of it suddenly. What's the matter?"

Hermione stared at Harry for a moment, then walked away haughtily.

Harry peeked at the direction Draco was leaving, which was the way to Snape's office, and couldn't help but smile.

【Hello, are you there?He really went to see Professor Snape. 】

Harry heard the man chuckle.

[Don't call me that in the future. 】

[Then what should I call you?Voldemort? ] Harry suddenly realized that he shouldn't have brought up the name, but it was too late.

The other party was silent for a few seconds before replying【You can call me Tom. 】

Harry was stunned [So you are not Voldemort? 】

[...Call me when you need it, Harry, it's time for you to go to class. 】【Wait, are you...】The heat from the scar faded, and the other party cut off contact.

Harry shook his head at Ron's questioning eyes, and reached out to touch the scar involuntarily.It is impossible for adults to lie to him. The person who left the scar on him must be the person who can't even mention his name, but judging from the contact during this period of time, this person is clearly the same as the demon king who everyone said kills without batting an eyelid.He cares about himself and will answer all his questions very patiently, the only requirement is to keep it confidential from others.Neither Ron nor the other roommates knew Harry's secret, and Draco knew nothing about it; although Lily and Sirius knew that Harry's scar was unusual, Harry never mentioned it in the letter. He just kept in touch with Tom very discreetly.

But that doesn't mean Dumbledore will let his guard down.

Dumbledore wrote another letter, asking to meet him.Tom just glanced at it briefly, and threw the invitation into the fireplace.

The friendly relationship between himself and Harry has just started, and he will not agree to any request from Dumbledore to exercise Harry's body or will at this time.Harry got the happy childhood he deserved, and he is no longer the stunted and thin look in the diary, and he will not deliberately try to resurrect or kill him in order to make a comeback.Dumbledore obviously didn't listen to his own words. The old man always stubbornly believed that he could not be trusted.

Indeed, it is very difficult for Dumbledore to completely trust himself.After all, after knowing Harry's thoughts, I insisted on studying black magic behind his back, which made Harry leave angrily.Even if another person sat in Dumbledore's position, what he had done over the years was not enough to be trusted.

Tom thought as he tidied up his messy desk.Over the years, he completed Harry's theory, and made great progress in the research of soul magic and time magic.Tom wasn't just obsessed with the study of the dark arts like Voldemort in Harry's memory, although that was what he was most interested in, but he had been able to completely restrain himself.

It's just that the price is too expensive.

Tom quickly collected his mind and continued to pile up the materials on the table, when Harry's voice suddenly rang in his brain.

【Tom, can you tell me about alchemists in the Middle Ages?I'm taking History of Magic class. ] Tom curled his mouth unconsciously [Yes, but I suggest you go to the library after school to find these books to read...]