[HP] Guardian

"Wow! You're so handsome! Harry, you were amazing just now! Hermione, did you see their faces? It's amazing!" Walking out of the extremely quiet stadium, Ron finally couldn't hold back his excitement, Jumping up and down like a monkey gesticulated Harry's movements.

"I swear I'm not a monkey," Harry explained, looking at Hermione, who made her laugh out of a bad mood.

"I'm more worried that Professor Snape will make trouble for you." Hermione relaxed after laughing, but she was still worried that her friend would be in trouble.

"Don't worry." The reason why he used the Disarming Curse was because Snape couldn't find a reason to deduct points, otherwise he would have countless ways to make Malfoy look ugly, and the Disarming Curse is only useful when the opponent is holding a weapon. It was a pain for the other party to be dumb, and of course he was ready to be picked on by Snape for various reasons.

When they were only twenty steps away from Hagrid's hut, the door suddenly opened, but it was not Hagrid who walked out, but Gilderoy Lockhart, who was wearing the palest lavender robe today "Come and hide," Harry whispered, pulling Ron behind the nearest bush.Hermione hid, too, but reluctantly.

"It's very easy to do, if you know it!" Lockhart was speaking loudly to Hagrid. "If you need any help, just come to me, you know where I am! I'll give you a copy of what I wrote. I'm surprised you don't have one yet. I'll sign it and send it tonight. Well, goodbye!" He strode toward the castle.

Harry waited until Lockhart was out of sight, then pulled Ron out from behind the bushes and went to Hagrid's door and knocked.Hagrid came out immediately, with an angry face, but when he saw them outside the door, he immediately smiled, "I've been thinking about when you will come to see me... Come in, come in... I thought it was Professor Lockhart who came back again Woolen cloth?"

"What's Lockhart doing here?" Ron didn't like the bird of paradise either.

"Teach me how to keep a nyx from getting into a well," said Hagrid angrily, taking a half-plucked rooster from the well-scrubbed table and setting it on the teapot. "As if I didn't know. How to get rid of female ghosts. If one of them is true, I will eat the teapot."

Hermione said in a slightly higher-than-usual voice, "I think you're being a little unfair, Professor Dumbledore obviously thinks he's the most suitable candidate..."

"The only one." Hagrid served them a plate of fudge. "I mean the only one. It's hard to find a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher these days, and people don't want to do it. They think it's an unlucky job. None of them work long... Haven't you had breakfast? Have some tea"

"Wood scooped me up for training early in the morning, I'm starving to death...Thank you" Harry took the breakfast handed over by his friend, and ate it hungrily with hot tea.

"Hagrid! You don't know, Harry was very powerful this morning, throwing out that Malfoy who was behind the curse..." Ron continued to share what happened in the morning to Hagrid.

"How dare he call Hermione... Mudblood!" Everyone was pissed..." Hagrid looked indignant "Is that true? he growled, looking at Hermione. "Yes," she said, "but I don't know what that means."Of course, I could hear it being very rude..."

"That's the most insulting thing he could think of," said Ron indignantly. "A Mudblood is a slur for Muggle-borns...that is, people whose parents don't know magic. Some wizards, like the Malfoys, Always feel they're superior to everyone else because they're so-called purebreds. Actually, the rest of us know it doesn't matter at all. Look at Neville Longbottom...he's a purebred, but he can't even put his cauldron in the right place "

"They haven't invented any spells that Hermione can't do!" said Hagrid proudly, and Hermione blushed brightly.

"I'm fine, I'm just afraid that Harry will be punished. He cast a curse on Malfoy." Hermione looked at her friend with worried eyes.

"Well, I don't blame you for wanting to curse him, Harry. But Lucius Malfoy might come to the school aggressively, and that's trouble" Hagrid frowned.

"He attacked first, and I cast the Disarming Charm, if he has the face to tell his father..." Hagrid and Hermione understood immediately, and they were a little relieved.

After Harry finished his breakfast, Hagrid invited them to visit his vegetable patch. Harry and Hermione praised his approach, and Hagrid looked overjoyed.

The trio returned to the castle just before lunch, and just as they stepped into the shady foyer, they heard a cold voice "Potter".Hermione and Ron quickly grabbed the hem of Harry's clothes and looked at him very worriedly. Harry patted their hands, told them to eat first, and followed the man in black to the basement go.

Snape's cellar was still cold, the long-unlit fireplace looked dark, and the shelves along the walls were filled with various potion ingredients.Snape closed the door, turned to look at him and said.

"Harry Potter deducted [-] points from Gryffindor for using a spell to attack his classmates." Harry frowned, and he could hear the obvious disgust in Snape's tone.

"Professor... I know that you and my father have a bad relationship, but do you know that Malfoy insulted Hermione "Mudblood" first before I warned him. It was he who attacked in the back, and I used the Disarming Curse to fight back. I I don’t understand why you hate my father but allow Malfoy to target us, what is the difference between what he did and what my father did.” Harry looked at Snape in a very calm tone, he didn’t want to have unnecessary disputes with this man, and he I have never understood why Snape attached so much importance to Malfoy, obviously Malfoy did many things more than his father.

Snape looked into the green eyes in shock. He recalled what he had said in the past, and couldn't help taking a step back. His hands under the black robe couldn't stop shaking.

"I don't know what our Mr. Headmaster told you... Potter, because you contradict the professor, Gryffindor will deduct another ten points." Snape gritted his teeth to suppress his anger, and he stared fiercely at the self-righteous I don't understand why Dumbledore said that this little troll has a personality similar to Lily's. He is obviously the same as old Potter... arrogant and conceited!opinionated!

"Professor, if you're happy... I think I can go first..." Harry didn't want to say anything more, this stubborn old bat!He stormed out of the basement angrily.But he didn't know that after he left, the black-robed man was stunned for a long time, and just when he was about to fully integrate into this cold world, he suddenly got up and flew to the principal's office, he was going to settle accounts with that talkative old bee !

Back in the auditorium, Hermione and Ron inquired anxiously about the situation. When they heard that twenty points had been deducted, Hermione was sad but worried about her friend's feelings. Not to mention deducting so many points at once to help myself.

"I'm fine, don't worry." He's used to Snape's injustice to him, and it's fine now, at least the greasy old bat is still alive and can continue to spew venom at him, it's better than wanting to protest It's good not to find someone to quarrel with.

Harry was not affected by the deduction of points. Even after everyone in Gryffindor knew why he had deducted points, they collectively fought against Slytherin. met with contempt.

Of course, Harry didn’t know this. He was helping Lockhart reply to his admirers this afternoon, not because of punishment, but in exchange for Lockhart’s signature. To be honest, he would rather go to Snape to be scolded than Willing to suffer here.Finally, before dinner, he finally got Lockhart's flying and phoenix name. He rubbed his sore hands and lifted the confusion spell. The signed photos that Bird of Paradise thought were all borrowed notes from restricted books.

He happily put the note into his pocket and went to the auditorium for dinner.Such a good mood lasted until midnight, when a creepy voice woke him up, he gasped heavily and propped up his body, just when he thought he was dreaming, the voice sounded again.

"Come...come...let me tear you...tear you...kill you..." Harry hurriedly jumped off the bed. He fumbled to put his glasses on and opened the box. Riddle's diary had disappeared.

"Criver!" Harry whispered the name of the golden lion. The protective spell on the box was not broken, and the contents of the box were not messed up. Except for Criver, he couldn't think of anyone else who could do this. a little.And the golden lion obviously knew that someone's furious anger would put his life in danger at this time, so he wisely disappeared, as if he had never been a lion before.

Angrily, Harry took out the borrowing note from his coat, and threw it on the bed angrily. For these few broken notes, he endured humiliation and wrote a letter to that bird of paradise all afternoon. What is the use now? !

The next day, Harry appeared in front of everyone with a gloomy face, and this state lasted for a long time. Everyone thought he was still worrying about the twenty points, but they didn't know how to persuade him.As a result, the conflict between Gryffindor and Slytherin intensified, and Wood's training became more and more serious. Obviously, there was a tendency not to give up until he beat Slytherin hard.

A few days before Halloween, Harry came back from the playground covered in mud. He walked in the silent corridor with a worried face.It's been so long... He never found out who took the diary.At first he thought it was still Ginny, but after watching for a week, when Ron almost beat him up, Harry finally decided it wasn't the little girl.He began to think about whether he might be his roommate, and after another week of fruitless observation, he expanded the scope to the entire Gryffindor, and discovered that Percy was mysterious all day long. After tracking him for several days, he confirmed that He finally breathed a sigh of relief when he was in love with a Ravenclaw prefect.And then the clues come back to where they came from... the stupid lion just made up his mind that he can't find anyone!Harry thought angrily.He must have given the diary to someone he couldn't think of, could it be Dumbledore?Harry almost laughed at the thought.

"...doesn't meet their conditions... it's half an inch away, if that..." Harry looked up and saw Nick looking out of the window depressedly, he recalled the invisibility cloak that had been reflected before covering himself, in Mrs. Norris's eyes After staring, he trotted away, leaving only Filch cursing bitterly at a row of footprints.

Harry escaped Nick's invitation this time and did not attend the Deathday party. The three of them sat in the auditorium honestly and enjoyed the Halloween dinner, with huge jack-o-lanterns and candies of various colors. If Harry hadn't heard the weird snake In slang, he'd think it was a perfect Halloween.

Harry raised his head and searched around, and made sure that everyone in Gryffindor was sitting in the auditorium. He looked at the other houses. Unfortunately, he couldn't recognize all the people in other houses except the same year.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked in a low voice, noticing that he was not in the right state.

"It seems that some people from other colleges didn't come." Hermione followed his gaze, wondering why her friends were interested in paying attention to other people.

"I don't know much about people from other colleges, who are you looking for?" Harry shook his head regretfully.

The voice of the Parselton came and went, and the basilisk was still looking for the target. Harry was a little uneasy, wondering if his previous hiding of the diary would affect the development of the matter, and if someone died because of it...

Waiting for Dumbledore to announce the end of the dinner, Harry grabbed his friends and hurriedly followed behind the crowd. Suddenly the noise in front stopped suddenly, and the three of them pushed forward, and saw Mrs. Norris, her tail hanging on the torch stand On the ground, the body was stiff as a board, and the eyes were wide open, staring straight.Luckily... Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Those who are enemies of the heir, be careful! The next one will be you, Mudblood!" Malfoy squeezed to the front of the crowd, watching the two rows of scarlet lettered cold eyes come alive, and his usually bloodless face flushed red.He looked at the still, stiff cat hanging there with a grin on his face.

"What's going on here? What's going on?" Filch, no doubt attracted by Malfoy's shout, pushed his way through the crowd with his shoulder.Then he saw Mrs. Norris, and he stumbled back a few steps, clutching his face in horror.

"My cat! My cat! What happened to Mrs. Norris!" He screamed, "Who did it! Who did it!" He looked at the crowd in dismay, looking for the murderer hidden among them.

"Filch!" Dumbledore rushed to the scene, followed by many other professors.He stepped forward and freed Mrs. Norris from the torch holder.

"Who discovered it first?" Dumbledore asked the crowd while holding Mrs. Norris, but did not get any valuable clues.

"Come with me, Filch," he said to Filch.

"My office is the closest to here, the principal...it's upstairs...you can..." Lockhart stepped forward eagerly.

"Thank you, Gilderoy," said Dumbledore.

The silent crowd parted to let them pass.Lockhart was very excited, and hurriedly followed behind Dumbledore with a look of high spirits, followed by McGonagall and Snape.

Harry already knew what happened next, and he didn't intend to participate, but went back to the dormitory with his friends. Ron and Hermione discussed the attack on Mrs. Norris along the way. "Mudblood" was affected, and I kept flipping through the book for the next few days.

"Don't stay alone, go back to the dormitory early." Harry remembered that Hermione was also one of the victims of petrification. He was worried about the little lioness. He couldn't guarantee that his friend would have such good luck again, so he just The person holding the diary could be found as soon as possible, so he began to squat outside the bathroom every night wearing an invisibility cloak.During the day, however, he seemed particularly lethargic, and was repeatedly caught and deducted points by Snape.

In the history of magic, Harry was trying to catch up on his sleep. Finally, Hermione couldn't bear it anymore and asked Professor Binns the question about the Chamber of Secrets. Harry woke up from his dream of whipping a stupid lion, and plucked his messy hair. Harry vomited. After taking a breath, he knew that this persistent girl would not give up her exploration.But Harry vehemently discouraged her from going on an adventure, much to the surprise of her friends, who knew he wasn't one to follow the rules.

"I'm just afraid that something will happen to you, and you have heard that Slytherin advocates cleaning up the blood... Although I don't agree with it, but... Hermione... none of us know what's in the Chamber of Secrets." Harry looked particularly tired, his eyes were closed Bloodshot, but finally persuaded the two friends, they began to discuss the Chamber of Secrets in the dormitory, in order to prevent them from going to Malfoy's trouble, Harry sacrificed the forbidden/book area he bought from Lockhart note.