[HP] Guardian

Harry lay on the ground in the hospital wing for a day, and was released the next night, so he missed the first ancient runes class. Hermione showed him her notes specially. After dinner in the hospital wing, he , the three slipped out of the castle and went to comfort Hagrid.

It was okay this time, maybe Harry's warning had worked. Although Slytherin had fabricated rumors, Malfoy hadn't told his father.Hagrid was a bit depressed, and the school administrators thought he was intrusive. He had messed up the first lesson and injured Harry.

"I think Hagrid's class is very interesting, don't you? Hermione" Harry comforted, and Hermione and Ron joined in one after another, finally making Hagrid a little happier.

At breakfast time the next day, as soon as Harry entered the auditorium, he heard the long Slytherin table muttering. Harry looked up and saw Malfoy peeking at him evasively, the stupid and cowardly platinum bird. Harry silently Tucao, turned his head and no longer looked at him.

They had no class with Slytherin on Wednesday, and there was a double Potions class on Thursday morning, and Malfoy moved the cauldron next to him and Ron.Ron glared at the culprit, Harry grabbed his friend, and the old bat looked around here, he didn't want his friend to be baptized with venom.

Neville was always having trouble in potions class, and a few seats away from them, the old bat was spraying venom on poor Neville again. It was supposed to be a bright green shrinking potion, but in Neville's hands it turned into a potion. A weird orange color.Neville blushed and trembled, as if he was about to cry.

"Hey, Harry," said Seamus Finnigan, leaning over to borrow Harry's steel scale "heard there was no Daily Prophet this morning, and they figured Sirius Black was on their way"

"Where?" said Harry and Ron quickly.Across the table, Malfoy looked up, listening carefully.

"Not far from here," said Seamus, looking excited, "it was a Muggle who saw him. Of course, she didn't really know. Muggles thought he was just a regular prisoner, didn't they? So she called the hotline. By the time the Ministry of Magic arrived, he had already left."

"Not too far from here..." Harry repeated.He turned to find Malfoy watching carefully.

"Potter, if I were you, I would just stay in the dormitory honestly, after all, Black is here for you." Malfoy leaned his body and said in a low voice.

"Mind yourself." Harry glanced at him.Malfoy pursed his lips and squinted at him, and someone was ungrateful.

"Don't you know? Black..." At this moment, the old bat patrolled beside them, and Malfoy glared at the indifferent Harry and closed his mouth.

"Now, you should all have finished adding all the ingredients. This potion needs to be boiled before you can drink it. When the potion rolls, pack up the things, and then we're going to experiment with Longbottom's..." The black robe of the old bat stopped beside Harry. After a while, he turned around and walked to the front.

Crabbe and Goyle laughed openly, watching Neville sweat and stir his potion vigorously.Hermione gave him instructions with the corners of her mouth so Snape wouldn't see them.Harry and Ron packed up the various recipe ingredients they hadn't used, then went to wash their hands and spoons in the stone sink in the corner of the classroom.

"What did Malfoy mean by that?" Ron asked softly.

"Didn't he always like to spread rumors?" Harry lowered his eyes, carefully cleaning up the residue of the potion.

"Yeah... I really want to tear his mouth off," Ron said angrily.

After the class, Harry asked his friend to go to eat first under the pretext that something was left behind, and he hurried back to the basement. He had to make an agreement with the old bat before the defense class, otherwise he would probably be sliced ​​by the old bat.

"Professor" Snape was about to return to the office after packing up the students' potions, when he saw the little green-eyed troll rushing towards him.

"Professor, may I ask you for some gold thread?" Harry looked up at the old bat with his gentle green eyes.The old bat has been quite irritable recently because of the appointment of the werewolf and the escape of the stupid dog, but looking at these green eyes, he finally just stared and led people into his office.

"Before I bring it to you, do you need to tell me what you are going to do?" Snape put the medicine box on the table and looked back at the little troll who was closing the door.

"Well... Ever since I met a dementor in the car, I haven't been in a good state of mind. I can't sleep at night. I need some mental soothes, but I lack golden threads." Harry knew that facing the master of Legilimency, You have to look them in the eye and tell them you have no secrets, Harry looked harmlessly at the old bat.

"Go to the medical wing to get sleeping pills." The old bat sat back on his chair and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Sleeping pills don't work..." Harry bit his lower lip and looked at him with a pale face, and held his hands together. "Dementors remind me of...some bad things...I always dream..." Innocent Green Looking at the old bat timidly, as if frightened, Harry was too stiff to speak.

The old bat stared at him for a while, and then got up to get the materials from the storage cabinet. Harry was relieved to see that his goal had been achieved.

"Professor, can I come to your place to make medicine at night? I don't want others to see..." Harry needs to make medicine in front of the old bat to express his harmlessness. He needs the old bat to let go of his guard against him. Prepare for the smuggling of Sirius.

"I think the savior can find a place that no one sees." There are not many gold threads in the common cabinet, so the old bat took a look and went to the storage room to get it.

"Didn't the professor not let me go to the secret room?" Harry smiled cautiously, and got the old bat's stare and a cold snort.

"I guess the savior won't blow up my potions room?" the old bat agreed!Harry smiled and assured himself of safety.

"Thank you, Professor, see you tonight." Harry said goodbye to the old bat with a happy smile. He was able to grasp the weird character of the old bat. can get along normally.

Harry completely ignored his cheating eyes. Snape wasn't easy to talk to everyone with a gentle attitude, at least he had his approval and respect.Of course, Snape was also annoyed by his attitude. From the very beginning, he decided to protect Lily's child behind his back with hatred, but this little troll repeatedly did things that he didn't expect. When on defense, step over hard walls.This feeling of being in a passive situation made him feel uncomfortable. He didn't understand why the giant monster was not afraid of him. He had such a bad attitude, but the little monster still looked at him with clear eyes, very much like Lily's previous attitude , the friendliness and trust broken by his own hands, he was afraid and missed those eyes, and was forced to back away again and again.

Harry didn't know that his repeated actions had put his old professor in a moody mood, and he was happily preparing for Lupin's first class.Lupine, as his favorite DADA professor in his student days, and a friend of his parents, he misses very much.Lupine and Tonks died in that war, and their youngest son was also considered by him as his godson. He treated Teddy just like his own child, and he even regarded Teddy as his eldest son, and had high expectations .

When they got to Lupin's first Defense room, where Lupin wasn't there, they all sat down and produced books, quills, and parchment.They were talking when Lupine finally entered the classroom.Lupine smiled, and put his battered suitcase on the desk.He was as ragged as he had come, but looking healthier than he had been on the train, finally recovering from his full moon state.

"Good afternoon" he said "Put your books back in your bag, please. Today is a practical class and all you need is your wand"

The class Puzzled followed Lupine out of the classroom, and he led them down a deserted corridor, turning a corner.There, the first thing they saw was the trickster Peeves, floating head-down in mid-air, stuffing gum into the nearest keyhole.It wasn't until Professor Lupine was two feet away from Peeves that he looked up, and then he twirled his curled-toed foot and sang.

"Stupid and silly Lupin," Peeves sang, "Stupid and silly Lupine, stupid and silly Lupine..." Peeves is always rude and difficult to rule, but he usually treats his teachers with respect. Some respect.Everyone turned their eyes quickly to the professor to see how he was being treated, and to their surprise, he was still smiling.

"If I were you, Peeves, I'd take the gum out of the keyhole," said Lupine cheerfully. "Mr. Filch can't get in to get the broom."

Peeves ignored Professor Lupine's words and just blew a loud whistle.Harry stood behind the crowd and used the control of the castle. Peeves looked up at him in a daze, and then saluted him with some grievances.

"Sorry... Your Excellency, I'm leaving." Since Harry was standing relatively back, the students looked around, thinking that the bloody Barrow was coming, and no one took it seriously when they saw Peeves running away in a hurry.

Lupine breathed a sigh of relief, and took out his wand.

"That's a useful little mantra" he turned around and said to the class "Please watch it"

"Sooglefly!" The little piece of chewing gum disappeared without a trace.

"Excellent, sir!" said Dean Thomas in amazement.

"Thank you, Dean," Lupine said, putting away his wand again. "Let's keep going." They walked on again, and the class looked at the ragged professor with increased respect.He led them into the second hallway and stopped, just outside the faculty lounge.

"Come in," said Lupine, opening the door and taking a step back.

The faculty room is a long room filled with old chairs that don't fit together, and there's only one faculty member there.Old Bat sat in a low armchair and looked around as the class entered.His eyes were bright, and there was a mocking smile on his lips.Lupine came in and closed the door behind him.

"Don't close it, Lupine. I'd better not look at it." The old bat stood up and walked past the class, the black robe fluttering behind him.On the porch, he turned and said, "Lupine, no one may have warned you, but Neville Longbottom is in this class. I advise you not to ask him to do anything difficult unless Miss Granger whispers in his ear." give instructions"

Neville's face was flushed, and Harry looked at the black old bat speechlessly. The hatred between him and the robbers always liked to be dragged on others. What's wrong with him was really childish and ridiculous.

"I originally hoped that Neville would be my assistant in the first phase of the operation." Lupine raised his eyebrows, "I'm sure he will do well" Well... In fact, his father and his friends are naive enough, Harry said silently Sigh, I didn't know that my father was lucky enough to marry such a good woman as my mother.The old bat's lips puckered, and Harry was afraid they would start a row, but he left, slamming the door behind him.

"Now, this way" Lupine beckoned the class to the end of the common room, where there was an old wardrobe with a Boggart in it.Lupine introduced the characteristics of Boggarts, taught them how to solve them, and then asked Neville to try.

"Okay, Neville...First things first: tell me, what are you most afraid of in the world?" Neville's lips moved, but no sound came out.

"Didn't hear, sorry, Neville," said Lupine cheerfully.Neville looked around eagerly, as if begging someone to help him, and whispered "Professor Snape" and almost everyone laughed.Even Neville himself grinned apologetically.Lupine, however, seemed to be thinking deeply.

"Professor Snape, well, Neville, I assume you live with your grandmother?"

"Oh, yes," Neville said nervously, "but I don't want Boggarts to be like her either."

"No, no, you didn't understand me." Lupine smiled. "I don't know, can you tell us what kind of clothes your grandmother usually wears?"

Neville seemed taken aback, but he said "well, always wears the same hat. It's the tall one with the stuffed old vulture on top. And a long dress, green, usually, Sometimes I wear a fox fur scarf.”

"And the bag, isn't it?" Lupine encouraged him to go on.

"A big red handbag," said Neville.

"Well, can you describe these clothes in great detail? Neville, can you see these clothes in your mind?"

"Yes," Neville replied blankly, obviously not knowing what was going to happen next.

"By the time the Boggart bursts out of the closet, Neville, and sees you, it'll take on Professor Snape's appearance. And you're going to pick up your wand, hold it like this, and yell 'funny Funny', and trying to concentrate, thinking about your grandmother's clothes. If all goes well, Professor Boggart Snape will be forced to transform into a green dress with a stuffed vulture on his head, The guy with the big red handbag" the class laughed, and the wardrobe shook even more.

"If Neville succeeds, this Boggart may turn his attention to each of you in turn. Now, I hope that each of you will take a moment to think about what you are most afraid of, and then go back Imagine how you could force it to look ridiculous"

"Are you all ready?"

"Neville, we are going to step back and let you have an open space, okay, I will call the next person to come forward, now, everyone stand back and let Neville have an open space!" Everyone backed up, Stepping back to the wall, Neville stood alone next to the wardrobe.Na Cheng's face was pale.He looked terrified, but he had rolled up the sleeves of his robes and had his wand in his grip.

"I'll count to three, Neville," said Professor Lupine, pointing his wand at the wardrobe as well. "One, two, three, here we go!"

There was a burst of sparks from the end of Lupine's wand, and the spark hit the closet door handle.The closet door burst open.An old bat with a hooked nose and a menacing expression stepped out, staring at Neville with piercing eyes.

Neville stepped back, his wand raised, tongue gaping, speechless.The old bat came at him aggressively, and put his hand inside his robes.

"Fucking, funny, funny!" Neville squealed.

There was a noise, like the cracking of a whip.Old Bat stumbled, in a long, lace-embroidered dress, and a tall hat with a moth-eaten stuffed vulture on top, dangling a huge scarlet handbags.

The class burst into laughter, and the Boggart paused, bewildered.Harry glanced at the stupid Boggart with the appearance of an old bat, with a dull mouth. When he was 14 years old in real life, he would laugh with the whole class, but now his old heart made him feel a little uncomfortable. He couldn't put it into words, he felt like the old bat didn't get the respect he deserved, that no one knew him or wanted to know, that he was just a greasy old bat.

In the lively classroom, Harry seemed to have returned to the Wizengamot after the war. The old bat was criticized and hated by the world, and no one believed what he had done. Only Harry asked to reverse the case countless times. In the end, it was in the eyes of the Savior The Ministry of Magic will rectify the name of the old bat and award a medal to him because of the face and the death of the person concerned.He had been in a bad mood in those years, and he didn't feel any comfort until he successfully overturned the case. He couldn't comment on what the old bat had done, and getting that medal was actually more about finding relief for himself.

The Boggart who turned into a spider in class rolled closer and closer to him, but Lupine stood in his way, and the class ended smoothly after the Boggart disappeared.The students were discussing Lupine enthusiastically, and they finally met a good defense teacher.

After dinner, Harry took his things and went straight to the cellar.The old bat is very busy. The medical wing has to replenish a lot of medicines and have papers to be corrected at the beginning of school.

"Professor, let me make the cough potion. I'll just thank the professor for the gold thread." Harry set up the cauldron and took over the work of the cough potion. The old bat sized him up and acquiesced in his meddling.

Harry neatly tied his hair back, stirred skillfully, adjusted the fire, and during the cooking period, set the time with his pocket watch, and then went to write a paper aside. When the pocket watch rang, he went back to continue cooking medicine.

High-grade mental soothing agent is not easy to brew, it will take nearly a month.Before leaving that night, the old bat threw him a bottle of transparent potion, Harry opened it and smelled it, dreamless potion.

"Thank you professor" Surprise!Harry had used the dreamless potion for a long time because of his nightmares. This potion had complex and difficult ingredients. It was the highest priced and best sleeping potion in the potion market, but the quality was uneven. Pharmacists can't do it.

"One week's worth, drink before going to bed." The old bat secretly cursed, it would be great if the little giant drank too much in one gulp and could not wake up for a long time.

"Okay, I'm leaving. Good night, Professor." Seeing the little troll running away happily, the old bat let out a sigh of relief. He was stunned for a while and continued to correct the papers of the trolls.