[HP] I was the scroll king at Hogwarts

"S...Professor Snape." Facing the black-faced Snape, Harrow shook like a sieve, and he glanced in awe at Alice, who was already fully dressed beside the hospital bed.

"It's packed? Then hurry up and go." Snape ignored Lahalo directly.

"Wait, wait a minute." Lahalo bit the bullet and stopped, "Her magic power is exhausted, and the consequences will be unimaginable if she doesn't hurry up and treat her."

Snape kept a cold face and did not speak, beside Oleg floating in mid-air.Alice politely replied to the therapist: "I just went back for treatment."

……

The small and crowded living room was only lit by a chandelier with candles. Alice sat on a sofa that couldn't see the original color and was already worn and furred. A little interest.

Dumbledore sat across from Alice, and the old armchair under him creaked harshly from time to time.He looked at Alice's pale face, with a solemn and worried expression: "Are you sure you can recover?"

"Perhaps I can take it that you are questioning my potions skills?" It was Snape who answered.There are only two chairs in the living room, and he can't compete with the elderly patients for seats, so he can only stand. "Although it's a bit troublesome, as long as you take the medicine on time every day, there will be no problem."

After hearing this, more than half of the stone in Alice's heart fell, and she asked with some expectation: "How long will it take?"

"It depends on your recovery speed." Snape half leaned against the desk behind him, and the desk with one short leg shook before he calmed down. It will also be longer."

Alice froze for a moment, but soon smiled again: "It's good to be able to recover."

She understood Snape's implication, the recovery time may not be simply calculated in days or months, but as long as she can recover, what dissatisfaction can she have?

"It feels like my luck has not been very good." She joked helplessly, "First I was in a coma for a year, and then my magic power was exhausted. Can I buy a lottery ticket when the mold runs out?"

Dumbledore was silent for a while, his eyes even more obscure under the dim light.He said thoughtfully: "Maybe it's not a matter of luck."

"Severus, has your mark changed?"

"No." Snape frowned. "You suspect it has something to do with 'that person'?"

"That's strange." Dumbledore shook his head. "I really can't think of other possibilities. After all, Alice is the only one who survived the Killing Curse, let alone 'that person''s Killing Curse."

"Ah—" A sudden scream interrupted Dumbledore, and he and Snape exchanged glances before heading quickly for the stairs.

Alice was the last one to reach the second floor because she couldn't use her strength yet.The stairway was too narrow, and her entire body was blocked by the two people in front of her.

"Who are you!" Oleg looked crazy, pointed at Dumbledore and Snape who were wearing wizard robes with the wooden warehouse, "If you come again, I will shoot!"

"Quick imprisonment!" Dumbledore cast the spell without hesitation.

"Devil! You are all demons!" Oleg was bound tightly with thick ropes, still not forgetting to curse.

Alice's heart sank to the bottom of the sea, she walked around the two people in front, and she stood in front of Oleg with a trembling voice: "Oleg?"

Oleg's bloodshot eyes widened, and he squirmed back while staring at Alice, opening and closing his mouth but making no sound.

Alice closed her eyes, and she read the shape of his mouth, "witch, monster, devil".

Dumbledore looked sympathetic but not surprised. He has seen many similar examples of the love between wizards and Muggles: "It happened so suddenly, maybe you can give him some time to adapt."

"Muggle!" Snape on the side said coldly, his tone full of disgust, and he looked at the silent Alice again, hesitated for a while and said no more.

"Principal Dumbledore, I can't use magic right now." Alice turned her head suddenly, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Happy to serve."

"Maybe all of them are forgotten?" Alice took a last look at Oleg, "If it weren't for me, he wouldn't be in danger."

For a wizard of Dumbledore's level, casting Forgotten is probably as simple as drinking water.A few minutes later, Oleg stopped struggling and fell into a coma again.

"I believe Severus can take care of you during this time." Under Snape's murderous gaze, Dumbledore said with a smile, and next to him was Oleg floating in mid-air.

Before leaving, he did not forget to comfort Alice: "I checked his memory when I cast the spell just now, and he has all the memories of the time he was under control. It is understandable that he cannot accept such a big shock."

Alice just nodded without speaking.

Soon, only Snape and Alice were left in the house.

"I'm surprised that you didn't cry when you lost your love this time."

"I have to admit, first love is always more hard to remember." Alice twitched her lips, "There is no way to do this, I am a witch, people can't accept witches, what should we do if we don't break up?"

Snape's eyes were empty, as if he was looking at something else through Alice: "As a wizard, you can force him to be with you."

Alice herself was suppressing her temper, and she became even more irritable after feeling Snape's eyes, which gave her a great sense of disrespect.

"Who did that?" she countered. "You? No, you don't love Muggles."

"It's my mother."

Alice's anger was immediately extinguished, and she stood there, a little at a loss.

Looking at Alice quietly, Snape didn't get angry, he asked word by word: "Did you break up because you didn't love him enough?"

"I love myself more." Alice looked straight at Snape, "I am proud of being a wizard, and I am happy that I can pursue knowledge. If it weren't for magic, I might be living on the streets now, or more likely He died before he was an adult."

"I'm selfish, I finally crawled out of the mud, I will not give up my support for anyone, for love." She thought for a while, and then added, "I am a witch, and a witch is a part of me. I don't accept Wizards just don't accept me."

"This will be your bedroom from now on." After listening to Alice's quite artistic inner monologue, Snape turned around and left, "Pay the accommodation and treatment fee once a month."

"Wait, it hurts feelings to talk about money." No need to think about how expensive the potion for curing mana exhaustion is. Alice has made money, but she can't afford such a long-term consumption.

"Professor! I'm your former student!"

"You also said it was once." Snape didn't turn his head, "Let me remind you, you are already 21 years old, and children know that they have to pay for hospitalization."

Damn, when it comes to money, you are an adult again.

Seeing that Snape had gone down the stairs, Alice yelled in despair: "Professor! Considering our friendship for so many years, can it be cheaper!"

"I can do hygiene, no, there's magic in that. I can cook, you know, I'm a good cook."

……

"Hello, is anyone home? May I come in?"

The only Harry Potter who was not asleep was sitting on the floor, looking at the door, shocked by the sound.

It was obviously a rough and strong man's voice, but he had to squeeze his throat and speak out of breath. Not only was it awkward, but there was also a little nausea in the awkwardness.

"Is anyone there? I know you're home."

It's a pity that the Dursleys, who were still sleeping soundly amidst the thunder, didn't hear the knock on the door.

"Open the door!" The people outside the door became visibly irritable, no longer pretending but shouting at the top of their voices, gradually changing from knocking to beating on the door.

boom!

The Dursleys woke up, and the door was thrown open.Looking at the giant as high as the ceiling, the Dursleys and Harry were stunned.

In the violent storm late at night, the cabin was already crumbling, and a giant knocked down the door again. Harry was worried that the cabin wouldn't survive tonight.

But it's good that the wooden house collapsed, because it meant that Uncle Vernon had about a [-]% chance of choosing to go home.As long as he got back to Privet Drive, he could always find a chance to get the letter.

"Sir! You are trespassing on a private house!" Uncle Fernon held the wooden warehouse and stood in front of his wife and children tremblingly. "If you go one step further, don't worry about me being rude."

"Break into a private house?" The giant plucked his ears and muttered something in a low voice, but the so-called low voice was just what he thought it was, at least Harry heard what he said.

"I obviously listened to Alice's suggestion, not only knocked on the door but also asked politely."

Who is Alice?thought Harry.

As if seeing through Uncle Fernon's sternness, the giant easily snatched the wooden warehouse from his hand, and twisted it into a twist.

"Harry!" He passed the Dursleys who had been frightened into stupidity, and approached Harry, "The last time I saw you, you were still a little fluff."

"Happy birthday to you! Thankfully Alice gave me this box, otherwise the cake would have been crushed."

From the inside pocket of his black coat he took out a blue box with a beautiful bow tied with a silver ribbon.

With trembling fingers, Harry undid the bow and opened the lid.Inside the box was a huge chocolate cake, and the decoration on the base of the cake was as crooked as the writing on it.

Looking at the words written in green syrup: Happy Birthday to Harry, he opened his mouth but couldn't make any sound.

"Take a bite." The giant urged, "Although the appearance is not very good, I am very confident in the taste."

It didn't look very tasty, even though he thought so, Harry still stuck a large piece of cream with his fingers and put it in his mouth without hesitation.

It was unexpectedly delicious, and his eyes widened in surprise.

Harry looked at the giant, originally wanted to thank him, but blurted out: "Who are you?"

The giant giggled: "I forgot again, I should have introduced myself. Rubeus Hagrid, Hogwarts key keeper and gamekeeper."

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The author has something to say:

Unfortunately, congratulations, in Chapter 96, after writing nearly 30 words, my hp colleagues finally wrote about Harry Potter (the more I think about it, the more outrageous it is, obviously it is based on the outline, but I don’t know why I write so much)

By the way, that python is not Nagini.Alice is not considered a Horcrux, her situation is more complicated, which is considered a very important setting and plot point.