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The next day, instead of Harry going to Remus, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor found Harry and gave Harry the list of recommendations Sirius had listed.

"I modified the titles of some books, Sirius' memory is a bit declining, I added some Defense Against the Dark Arts books in the non-forbidden/book area, I think these will help you learn this course better. "Remus said that he seemed much more reliable than Sirius, and he was often more meticulous in his work than Sirius. No wonder Principal Dumbledore invited him to take up this teaching position.

"Oh, Remus, thank you and Sirius, I really can't wait to go to the library to read these books now." Harry took the book list with joy, if not tonight Going to Snape for confinement, he really wanted to tell Prince the good news immediately.

He will study so many books with Prince, Prince will be very happy, he will not be bored - they will spend every day very fulfilling and happy, even until they graduate Prince There is no way to study anything alone and leave him alone!They'd be together forever, Prince couldn't do any dangerous dark arts research, he didn't have the time.

After saying goodbye to Remus, Harry and Ron hurried to the next classroom for class. After Professor Binns announced that get out of class was over, Harry immediately took his schoolbag and rushed out of the classroom.

He had already told Ron in class that he was going to the library - and his friend looked at him with the wrong medicine eyes and asked him if he was brainwashed by Hermione, and he didn't want his two All of my friends have become nerds, and he is the only one who is still normal.

And Hermione, who was sitting in front of them, heard his complaints, and before Harry could explain, Hermione hit Ron with a thick brick-like book.

So Ron was completely silent.

And Harry couldn't care about his friend's psychological trauma anymore, he rushed to the restricted/book section of the library, found three books in order according to the book list given by Remus, and copied them all.He cautiously looked around—fortunately, there was still no one in the forbidden/book area. After he copied all the books and shrunk down, he took out the invisibility cloak.

Just as he picked up the Invisibility Cloak to wrap the copied book, the voice of the conversation gradually approached, and Harry immediately stuffed the book wrapped in the Invisibility Cloak into his pocket and stood up.

There were two Ravenclaws, who looked like they were in the seventh year, and they looked at each other.Harry lowered his head and pretended to be calm, picked up the books, stuffed the three books back on the bookshelf, passed them and left the restricted/book area.

He found two reference books designated by Remus on the bookshelf outside, and went to Mrs. Pince to register,

Mrs. Pince's eyes, which seemed to be able to see through the books carried by the students, looked straight at Harry through the glasses.

Harry only felt the back of his head a little hot, and he forced himself to meet her eyes, and even smiled a bit shyly—he secretly prayed that Mrs. Pince didn't see anything.

"Mr. Potter, you came out too fast this time, I don't think you can flip through those books and read the contents." Mrs. Pince said, she carefully placed the two books Harry put on the registration table She checked it over and over again, and quickly turned the pages to see if there was any entrainment, and the quill pen next to her arm was stained with ink and began to register automatically.

"Professor Lupine gave me the book list, and I just need to borrow books according to the book list." Harry said, he was telling the truth.

"Well, the professor recommended it, it really saves time and effort." Mrs. Pince nodded, and she handed the two books to Harry after confirming that they were correct, "Please remember the book you borrowed last time, don't be overdue. "

"Okay, okay, I remember!" Harry scratched his hair and smiled very honestly, secretly wondering where he was going to get that book and return it to the library?Wait—he remembered that book seemed to have confused Mrs. Pince too, so as long as he got a book with the same name, it seemed to be fine?

Harry picked up the book and walked out of the library. Mrs. Pince watched him until he passed the door.The warning spell to prevent books from being taken away privately did not sound, Mrs. Pince shrugged and turned her gaze back to the students in the library.

His ancestral invisibility cloak is particularly useful.Harry touched his pocket, the corners of his mouth twitched for a moment, and then he remembered the confinement he was about to face, and it was a super boring confinement for copying books, his shoulders drooped again.

Hey, he'd better go to the Room of Requirement to put the books away first.With that in mind, Harry stepped up the movable ladder to the eighth floor.

It was nearly nine o'clock in the copy, and Harry still hadn't finished copying the book.He shook his sore hands, his limbs including his back were stiff and creaking, like an old machine that hadn't been moved for a long time, so dusty that the lubricating oil had dried up, and the gears couldn't mesh perfectly. Together, but still functioning, there is nothing wrong with his powertrain.

At this moment, Snape, who had finished grading his homework, got up and walked to him, picked up the stack of parchment that Harry had copied, glanced at it hastily, with familiar contempt in his eyes.

"I never knew you were of Middle Eastern descent, maybe the entire castle, even the knowledgeable headmaster, can't understand the improved Arabic you wrote." Snape sneered, "Gryffindor deducted 10 points, because you didn't Can complete the detention on time." He threw the stack of parchment in front of Harry.

Harry glared at Snape angrily, he gathered up the papers he had copied with great difficulty, and stuffed them all into his schoolbag, "I wrote in English." He swallowed the words that snapped Snape's blindness.

"Good night, Professor." Harry suppressed a punch to Snape - let him go to bed early, good night! —— the impulse, he tried his best to make himself submissive like a poor and helpless respondent.

"If you dawdle any longer, I have to suspect that you intend to go on a night tour." Snape said coldly, "Gryffindor button..."

Before he could finish speaking, Harry rushed out the door quickly.

"10 points!" Snape still finished his sentence.Even though Harry had fled the office, it hadn't spared Gryffindor's house points.

This time Harry didn't meet the pearly white he wanted to see on the way, and he was still waiting on the road.It wasn't until the cold wind outside the window stings his cheeks that he wiped his frozen arms and rushed towards the warm Gryffindor Tower.

He missed his friend, especially after being forced to be in the same room with Snape for three hours - oh, it's a good thing he's been copying with his head down, otherwise he'd be throwing up in that old Bat's face for so long!

Harry silenced himself and tiptoed back to his bed.He threw back the quilt and lay on the bed, exhaling into the pitch black curtain where no red could be seen.He took out the double-sided mirror from under the pillow, but he didn't want Sirius to know that he had been locked up by Snape so late, so he put the double-sided mirror back.He turned his body sideways, turned over again, and was still unable to fall asleep after being quiet for a while.

Harry tossed and turned until he was dazed, but not so dazed enough to throw it all away—he was thinking about Prince.He has not seen his friend for a day.

what will he be doingWhere did he go?Why didn't he come to him - just like last night?

The more Harry thought about it, the more awake he became. He blinked, his eyes were sore - he forced himself to close them, there was a DA party tomorrow, he had to sleep!

Changing the side again, Harry curled himself up and relaxed all his strength, the muscles in his limbs naturally relaxed.

Maybe he should go back to that method.Harry closed his eyes, he controlled himself not to think about anything, anyway, his mind was full of Prince now, and then—he cruelly deleted all the images about Prince in his mind, he emptied own brain.

very good!Can sleep now!Harry lost his mind.He fell asleep within a minute.

It was just that he was thinking day by day and dreaming at night, obviously he didn't sleep soundly that night.

He had a chaotic dream all night, the dream was mottled, it seemed very long and seemed very short.

And when he woke up, he couldn't remember it anymore. He just felt extremely tired, and his mood was indescribably complicated. His muscles were stiff to the point of discomfort, which turned his complicated mood to the bad end—he couldn't help but think of the day before yesterday. What happened - don't think about it!Prince is a ghost, they- they didn't really do that!

Harry lifted the quilt with a sullen face, and found the wetness of his underwear the next second.The expression on his face cracked, and he quickly got back under the quilt, pretending that nothing happened, and slowly changed his underwear under the quilt.

He is definitely sick!

Prince was his friend and he was a ghost - he died 40 years ago!

The image of water running through Prince in the shower came back to him.There is no way they have anything.It happened on the couch in Snape's office - he must have imagined it!

Otherwise that unwanted old bat would have kicked him out of Hogwarts long ago!

By the time they went to the Great Hall for dinner with Ron, Harry's mind was again focused on why Prince hadn't shown up last night - what could the ghost be entangled in so that he couldn't get away? ——It can only be that Prince doesn't want to see him.

So, could it be the day before yesterday.Harry skipped the couch incident which was classified as a fantasy, although he did feel pain in the buttocks, but that may also be the result of the dark magic - could it be that Prince felt that he could not resist such a simple black magic, so he just Don't want to see him?But he had been waiting for him that night—and there was no sign of separation.

They are still friends.

Harry was tasteless, took two quick bites of bread, and followed Ron and Hermione to the Response Room to prepare for today's DA meeting.

Only when he is busy with such things, will his mind not be dedicated to his prince all the time.

He has decided!He must make it clear to Prince!They will be very good friends, and he will accept all his shortcomings!

As long as his prince doesn't disappear without a trace without a word to him.

They would have lots and lots of time, but even one night of missing would keep him awake at night.

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The little professor was caught by the big professor, so he didn't go to Harry.

The big professor tried very hard to break up the little professor and Harry