[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

In the past six months at Hogwarts, it is very common for students to have private tensions like this.The magic school is an ivory tower that Albus Dumbledore tried his best to maintain, but the students here have their own relatives, eyes and ears, and the outside wind will inevitably blow here. Maintaining a superficial calm in front of them has exhausted most people's strength.

In fact, in private, such disputes are becoming more serious and more frequent.It was so undercurrent until the end of the semester. Everyone finished the final exam and was about to board the Hogwarts Express train home. Some vigorous emotions became more and more difficult to control, until today they erupted intensively, making Harry drew his wand.

Ever since he uttered those words in public in the auditorium at breakfast time, Harry had been taken for granted as a representative of the Muggle student faction, and was once again excluded and isolated by some people.But Harry found that for the first time he didn't mind being isolated at all. He knew very clearly that the theory of wizard persecution being preached by the Ministry of Magic and the "Daily Prophet" was wrong, and since it was a wrong idea, should be stopped in time.

This process is of course very difficult. After Harry secretly started the school newspaper again in the name of Dumbledore's Army, he became more aware of how difficult it is to refute a mainstream statement.Fortunately, when they were at their worst, the Ministry of Magic helped a lot—they sealed up the school newspaper and strictly prohibited its circulation, and finally let everyone see it.

After all, not all students thought that way, and felt that all half-blood wizards and Muggle-born wizards should be expelled.Harry looked around, looked at the students who also stood up, and exchanged glances with Cedric, and the two smiled at each other tacitly.

Before this half a year, the two of them were completely unfamiliar, after all, the grades were a bit different.All Harry knew was that he was popular - he'd heard about the Cedric Diggory Club when he was thinking about what club to join in his first year.Of course, he himself had this organization soon, and he believed that the other party must have heard of it, and there was a large section of the school newspaper to review it... In short, they are both influential figures on campus, but the two of them have little chance to know each other.

But all this has changed after having DA, Cedric is an excellent and reliable partner, and has helped a lot including writing for the school newspaper and secretly publishing it.His charisma in Hufflepuff was amazing, and Harry admired him.And it was after joining DA that he got acquainted with his girlfriend Qiu Zhang, and then came together. It can be said that he is one of the most loyal members of DA.

"Go aside, Diggory." Marcus Flint, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, said sharply from the students standing opposite them, "You stand here and pass by." Did your dad agree? You might cost him his job, and the Ministry will fire him."

Cedric Diggory's expression changed slightly, but he didn't take half a step back, he clenched his wand tightly, showing a firm expression on his face.

"My dad will be proud of me." He said, "Because I'm doing the right thing. I don't use my own power to bully the weak at will. This is the basic morality of a wizard."

"What time is it, Digory?" A laughing voice came from the opposite crowd, "Listen to the voice of the Ministry of Magic—don't fool around with the savior next to you, he can't even protect himself now, just read the report Is it, the "Daily Prophet" is discussing that the Savior's grades in school were not No.1, and it seems nothing special. He was only one year old during the war that year, and the name of the Savior was given to him It seems too outrageous on the head."

"Yes, I think so too." Harry said coldly, "Did your dear "Daily Prophet" tell you why Voldemort disappeared? It was a Muggle weapon. If you must say Who is the savior, maybe it can be said to be the power of Muggles? And I don't see any gratitude from you to the power that saved your life, is it a tradition of wizards to neglect the savior?"

As he spoke Voldemort's full name, there was a gasp from the opposite side.Hermione stood behind him, grinning heavily, eyes contemptuous.

"Ha, some people have not dared to say Voldemort's full name until now." She said sarcastically, "If you are so afraid, how can you have the courage to treat a Muggle-born wizard like this? From the bottom of my heart, I don't believe my own words." The classmates can really pull out a gun and point it at you, so they dare to be so presumptuous, can't they? A bunch of cowards."

"Calm down, Hermione." Ron said beside her. "Many of the people across the street were not afraid of being killed by You-Know-Who—sorry, Voldemort—ten years ago. We all know that many of them were at that time." They're all busy serving as Voldemort's servants."

"You dare to humiliate my family, Weasley?" Draco Malfoy said angrily, pulling out his wand and pointing it at him.

"Who should call who?" Ron said, digging out his ears, indicating that he was correcting his hearing, "I'd have forgotten you if you didn't tell me, why, you have been shrinking behind your team, but now you dare to speak out ? Can it be done without those big men in the way? Look out for the escape route, Malfoy, so that you can hide behind your big follower when the time comes."

Draco Malfoy was furious. The dispute here just now didn't make him so angry.He pointed his wand at Ron angrily, and said viciously, "Shut your mouth, Weasley, you come from a very vulgar upstart family—"

"You're all right, boy?" said George in amazement, pointing his wand at him. "Have you ever counted how many Weasleys you're declaring war on? Just you?"

"I said earlier that our magic toys can be made to have more intuitive effects. It is too mild to take effect after eating them. We should develop a kind that can shoot. When the time comes, it will be more enjoyable to hit a large number of hits with a throw. said Fred, looking Malfoy up and down with his wand, as if wondering where to start.His gaze made Draco Malfoy calm down a lot, and he stared at him cautiously.

"Stop, both of you!" said Percy angrily, hurrying from a distance, "No fighting in the corridors! Five points from every house involved! Get out of the way, let me pass, I'm a prefect— "

"Go away, Percy," said Ginny, who was standing on the edge of the crowd, looking in on tiptoe, "unless you can get those who initiate troubles into confinement, otherwise you have nothing to do here, go away here--"

"What happened?" A deep and silky voice sounded, the voice was not raised high, but the students who were so numerous that they completely blocked the corridor could hear this sentence.In a very short time, everyone shut their mouths at the same time, and the scene fell into an embarrassing and strange silence.

"Get out of the way." The voice then said coldly, "No one will allow you to huddle in the hallway to obstruct traffic after the exam, and everyone will deduct five points from your college."

Everyone gasped, and the Gryffindors present looked at each other, and a few bold ones immediately lowered their bodies, hoping to slip away before Professor Snape found out.

But it was too late, the students obediently gave way, and Severus Snape, wearing his usual black robe, strode into the center of the crowd. Here, many people had put down their wands, but Some people still held it up and pointed straight at each other.

"Put down your wand, Potter." Snape glanced at the situation in front of him, and said coldly, "Students are strictly prohibited from fighting in the corridors. This is written in the school rules. It seems that you have forgotten it. Gryffindor again Ten points are deducted, and you need to hand in a copy of the school rules before you leave school, I think you need to refresh your memory."

"If they can also remember that it is strictly forbidden to hurt their classmates in the school rules, Professor." Harry pursed his lips and said stubbornly, still staring closely at Marcus Flint opposite him.

"They just attacked Colin Creevey in the hallway, Professor," said Harry. "Gryffindor first-year student, Muggle-born, fond of photography, used to contribute to the school paper - he was at the last moment to snap a photo of the Hogwarts landscape to show to his Muggle father and brother. But these people—”

He pointed his wand at the sixth and seventh graders of Slytherin on the opposite side, and said angrily: "They claim that being photographed by Colin is a disgrace, it will affect their magic, and tarnish their wizarding blood, which is Muggle Conspiracy of born-born wizards to murder pure-blood wizards - I thought Hogwarts students with normal IQ would not feel that being photographed in the corner of their clothes would affect them! And they are almost graduating, professor! Such students can really Graduation? Putting them into society is just—"

"You don't need to question the teaching progress at Hogwarts, Potter." Snes interrupted his angry criticism lightly, and turned to several Slytherin students who had been named.The tall and tall people looked at each other, and they all spread their hands in a leisurely manner.

"Potter's lying, Professor," said a student slyly. "We didn't do or say anything like that. Who can prove it? The words of the Messiah won't do, even if he Is it the legendary savior?"

"Lots of people saw it!" cried Harry. "Not only did you humiliate Colin, you took his wand, wounded him with a spell, and he's in the school hospital—"

"What spell? What snatching a wand? It's just blood spitting."

You—Harry opened his eyes violently, and Snape's eyes fell from his face to the faces of several Slytherins.

"As your dean, your suspicion is also an accusation against me." He said indifferently, "Go to my office, you need to give me a reasonable explanation for the accusation you have received."

"Okay, Dean." A few students replied tactfully, with relaxed expressions on their faces. Obviously, as everyone else thought, the Slytherin students were dealt with by the Slytherin Dean, who protected the weak, and the result must be a big deal If you turn it into a trivial matter, nothing will happen at all.

"Bye bye, Savior." A student passed Harry and followed Snape, deliberately bumped his shoulder hard, and lowered his voice with a good-hearted smile, "The umbrella of half-blood waste and mudblood—"

Snape, who was walking not far ahead, suddenly stopped, and after a few seconds, he turned around slowly.

He stared at his students with astonishingly cold eyes.

"Who allowed you to say that address?" He asked in a soft voice that he had never done before, and the expression on his face made the student tremble suddenly, panicked.

"I'm sorry, Professor, I didn't mean to." He apologized immediately, and said cautiously, "This may be a bit harsh, but according to the latest trends of the Ministry of Magic, this is obviously a reasonable classification in the future—"

Snape looked at him, smiled faintly, turned around, and walked towards him.

"It's really interesting." He said slowly, "The Ministry of Magic taught you to say that? Where is the clear regulation, take a look. Should I, the head of Slytherin, also accept the trial of you, a noble pureblood? I This, a half-blood trash?"

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