[HP] Guardian

Binns, the ghost professor of the history of magic, has always been boring in his lectures. If Harry hadn’t read too many books, he would definitely fail. In this class, Harry was basically trying to catch up on sleep or do his own thing. Ron lived off her notes.

After class, Hermione unhappily accused Ron of doing nothing, and warned him that if he went to sleep after class, he would not lend him his notes, but Hermione didn't care much about Harry doing his own thing in class, because she I also admire Harry. Harry spends very little time on classroom knowledge. He always spends a lot of time doing his own things, and his grades are very good.

"I saw what you drew, do you have any new ideas?" Hermione was not obsessed with studying a certain research, she liked to absorb a lot of knowledge, and would only practice it when needed, so she was very interested in Harry. Although I am interested in those little things, I will not participate too much. I just learn more about them when I see them.

"Did you see that necklace?" Hermione nodded. She just glanced at it in class and thought it was pretty. "Magic Jewelry"

"Meaningful research, I suggest you to look at the blessings from gems, I think it will help you" The name of know-it-all is not for nothing, it is simply a moving living bookshelf.

They talked all the way about the design of the gemstone, and they stopped talking when they entered the cellar.

"Quiet" the old bat stepped into the basement door on time, and closed the classroom door behind his backhand.

"Before we start class today" he walked quickly to the podium and began his routine threats and warnings "I think it is necessary to remind you that next June, you will take an important exam, and then you will Proof of how much I've learned about potion making and use. While there are a few people in this class who are really mentally retarded, I hope you all manage to barely "pass" your o.w.Ls exams, or I'll be pissed off "

His eyes fell on Neville's face, and Neville gasped in horror.Harry raised the corner of his mouth quietly, the old bat always likes to scare people, poor Neville...

"Of course, after this year, many of you will not be able to take my classes anymore. I only select the best students for my N.E.w.Ts Potions class, which means that some of us People will have to say goodbye." He pursed his lips slightly, inspected the small animals below, glared at a certain little troll who was smiling at him, and then turned his eyes away.

"But we have another year to go before that happy moment of farewell, so whether or not you plan to take the N.E.W.TS exam, I advise you all to concentrate on doing your homework and meeting the requirements I set for you. o.W.Ls students achieve a higher passing level"

"Today, we are going to prepare a potion that often appears in ordinary wizarding level examinations: palliative potion, which can calm and relieve irritability and anxiety. Note: if the ingredients are sloppy, it will make the user fall into a dead state There is a severe, sometimes irreversible lethargy, so you need to be extra careful about your behavior." To Harry's left, Hermione sat up a little more upright, a look of rapt attention on her face.

"Ingredients and preparation methods." The old bat waved his wand, "It's on the blackboard...everything you need..." He waved his wand again and opened the storage cabinet. "In the storage cabinet...you have an hour and a half, let's start."

Harry has always handled medicinal ingredients faster than others, not only because of his many years of labor service experience, but also because alchemy raw materials are not easy to handle. When Hermione was still flipping through the book for reference, he had already put the medicinal ingredients into the pot, but when stirring Suddenly an accident happened, he suddenly had a stabbing pain in his forehead, and with a flick of his hand, the magic power rushed to the cauldron with the tip of his hand, but fortunately the pain was only a moment, and he did not cause an explosion while wearing the bracelet, but Hermione and the old bat noticed this moment up.

"Headache again?" Hermione hurriedly stopped cutting the medicine and asked, and Ron also turned his face from the front seat.

"It's okay, be careful with the pot." Harry shook his head with a pale face. He forgot to engrave the magic circle on the pot used in potions class, and forcibly suppressing the release of magic power made him feel a little uncomfortable.

The moonstone just added to the pot has already been used up. Fortunately, it is just the beginning, otherwise the homework of this class will not be handed in.Snape walked up to him as usual, and glanced at him inadvertently. Harry knew he was asking, and shook his head slightly.

"Potter, read the operating instructions to me." Harry was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized that he stopped Hermione from explaining, and read the instructions on the blackboard.

"I thought you couldn't read, five points will be deducted from Gryffindor." The old bat waved his wand to clean up his pot, but the little animals were obviously trembling.Although the whole school knew that Snape didn't like any student other than the snake, and especially hated the lion, Snape rarely deducted points from Harry in Potions, because it was difficult to find fault with Harry in any subject. .Platinum Bird frowned and glanced at Harry uneasily, then at their dean, and had a bad guess in his heart.Instead, the Gryffindors who failed to find fault yesterday showed contemptuous and mocking expressions. Of course, these stupid lions were also embarrassed by the old bat. Only then did they realize that Snape was in a very bad mood.The experience of this class should be the worst they have experienced in the past five years. After class, the scared lion and the dizzy little snake ran out of the classroom without looking back.

The ceiling of the auditorium was darker and more gloomy than it had been in the morning, and the rain was pattering against the upper windows.The trio was in a low atmosphere, and Hermione couldn't help but talk when she sat down.

"He knows you didn't do it on purpose, so how can you deduct points?" Hermione said angrily, deducting points is an insult to a top student.

"Yes, you should understand." Harry waved his hand indifferently, whispered and winked at her.

"You mean... ouch!" Ron reacted, took a breath, and yelled loudly. He was hit in the stomach by Hermione's backhand, and he blushed from the pain.

"You... agreed?" They all probably knew the nature of the mission of the old bat, and it was very dangerous and very likely that bad things would happen.

"You have to get used to it, don't be angry." Harry nodded, looking down at the empty seats on the teacher's bench.In fact, the old bat was really angry, but Harry thought up the arrangement in an instant, the old bat had to have an attitude, and he had to cooperate with him in the performance.The two friends nodded knowingly, although the old bat will deduct points for this excuse to make people toothache.

"Miss Granger, Mr. Weasley, please inform the second, third, and fifth grades that their defense class will be changed to self-study in the afternoon and tomorrow." When they had finished their meal and were about to leave, McGonagall suddenly left in a hurry Come in and announce the news of the suspension of the defense class.

"Professor, what's the matter?" Hermione asked hurriedly, seeing that her expression was not very good.

"Our new professor was broken by the door of her room." None of the professors at Hogwarts welcomed the haughty monitor from the Ministry of Magic, but it was a pioneering event to be seriously injured and sent to the medical wing on the first day of school. I made a note, the main thing is that the toad/toad also yelled that someone put a curse on her door, and this person alluded to Dumbledore which made her very angry.

"Could it be Peeves?" Hermione frowned and asked suspiciously after McGonagall left. She still had a vivid memory of Peeves tormenting Lupin.

"Peves is joking, but it won't hurt people for no reason." Harry explained for Peeves, he specifically told Peeves that Peeves was very clever and would not let himself be exposed.

"That's right, let's go. Ron and I are going to inform them." Hermione didn't bother with this issue anymore, and her impression of toad/toad dropped a little bit, and it's not good enough to be annoying, poor Dumbledore Do not accept such a professor.

After the defense class was cancelled, Harry had no class in the afternoon. After he finished his homework, he thought about the old bat's class in the afternoon, so he could only go to his secret room to get busy, and he had to tell the white-bearded principal, Najib Ni has been successfully infiltrated into the Ministry of Magic, and Dumbledore needs to be alert to accidental injuries.

Harry was busy in his secret room all afternoon, until he realized that he was hungry. It was already dinner time, and there was still a bit of finishing here, so he had dinner in the secret room. When it was time to make the potion, he I hurried to the cellar.

Snape was not there, so he went into the potion room and added the next medicinal ingredient, stirred and adjusted the fire to continue cooking.When he came out of the potion room, the old bat didn't come back. Harry frowned, thinking that it was because of the news he gave Dumbledore that the old bat had another mission.

The longer he has been in contact with the old bat, the more worried he is about him. The spy is really risking his life to obtain information, not to mention that Voldemort is a tyrannical master, and a slight dissatisfaction is a painful torture. He is always afraid of what happens to the other party. .

While Harry was sitting in front of the fireplace and thinking wildly, Snape came back a little tired. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a pair of green eyes flickering at him. He was stunned for a moment and then pursed his lips.

"Do you need me to remind you how to use your brain?" Snape originally disapproved of him wearing the restraint bracelet, and the incident in Potions class today made him a little angry. He worked so hard to protect his little life, but this little troll doesn't take life seriously.

"You...are angry, I'm sorry, I was wrong" Harry knew that the best way to deal with the old bat was to be wronged and admit his mistake.

"Come here..." Snape glared at him, he had a good attitude towards his confession, and he didn't want to talk nonsense if he dared to act next time, some things might as well be done by himself.He waved his wand and threw a check spell towards the little troll coming towards him. The damage caused by black magic is irreversible. He needs to know the situation and make medicine, at least it can relieve the pain.

Snape was not a professional in healing, but he knew a lot. He threw away a dozen of them, and the more he checked, the more he frowned.Malnutrition!Although it is basically invisible now, the growth of bones can tell what kind of life a person has experienced. The little giant is much weaker than his peers, and most of his nutrition has been transferred to develop the magic core. Can't keep up, this is the main reason for the instability of magic power.old wounds!Although not serious, but a lot of.The scar on the head, the traces of black magic still remain, probably the reason for the little troll's headache, the little troll said that the dark lord hurts when he is emotionally affected, the soul... Just when Snape was going to check if he hurt the soul At that time, he was cut off by Harry.

"Hiss...it hurts a bit" Harry didn't dare to look him in the eyes, he deliberately lowered his head and covered his forehead, pretending to have a headache, Snape was also concerned but confused, such a simple acting tricked his eyes.

"Drink it..." Facing the old bat's rush to find the potion, Harry was a little shocked, guilt and gratitude were evident in his eyes, he blinked when the old bat looked at him, he closed his eyes guilty, looking like A look of fear of the smell.

"How is it?" Snape looked at his frown, a little disgusted and sad.

"Ma" Harry grinned, his mouth was already numb.

"I didn't ask you about your taste." Snape knocked his head impatiently, "Does it still hurt?"

"I just get sudden pain, usually not." Harry rubbed his head, looking at him aggrieved.

"Tell me if it hurts again." Snape looked at him sternly, and only after getting the assurance from the little troll, he snorted in satisfaction.

Snape went to his chair and sat down. He pointed to Harry's arm.

"Don't take it anymore, Dumbledore asked me to spend mana with you, and he will come if he is free." Harry opened his eyes slightly and then dimmed, Dumbledore... this old bee who doesn't count!

"The professor is so busy, how can I waste your time, I'm really fine." It's a pity that acting like a baby this time is useless, and was ruthlessly rejected by Snape.

"I don't see that it's all right. For your own life, I hope you can cooperate with my work seriously. You also know that my time is precious." Seeing the little troll instantly collapsed, Snape kindly rubbed his head , appease your pet.

"The other room at the back, let the house elves clean it up tomorrow, you can live there." Agnima form, animal behavior will affect people's daily life, in case the little fox runs out at night in the middle of the night, Snape gave alms a room.

"Thank you, Professor." Harry blinked in surprise, and looked at the old bat with a pair of green eyes smiling. He really didn't expect the old bat to be so careful.

"Although I don't expect you to be honest, you have to obey the rules with me, understand?" Snape gave him a warning glance, and Harry nodded happily, indicating that he would be very good.

"Why are you still standing there stupidly? Go do your own thing." Snape was quite helpless towards the stupid...cute, stupid little troll. He had to admit that this troll did have something to like. .

In order to repay the kindness of the old bat, the little fox commanded the old bat to catch many small animals during the night patrol. He was completely unaware that he had become a traitor fox, enjoying the owner's smooth hair and a bowl of milk happily.

The little fox fell asleep on the old bat's legs as usual, and woke up next to his pillow at dawn. The little fox gasped and stared at the sleeping man in a daze in the dark, then stretched out its paws and hooked him tentatively Scattered black hair, huh?Didn't wake up!The little fox moved his face closer, inspecting where to mouth.

The soft little tongue licked the opponent's nose, and the playful fox glanced at the opponent's ears and the corners of the mouth. The tip of his nose sniffed the nearby breath. , caught in his owner's arms, the little fox called softly, the confused old bat rubbed the disturbing fox, and the little fox obediently put its head on the owner's neck.

Well, I won't bother you anymore.The little fox exuded a little fragrance to let the owner sleep peacefully again, while he hid the tip of his nose behind the owner's ear, sniffing the faint medicinal fragrance and fell asleep.

Early in the morning, when Snape woke up, the little fox was no longer in his arms. He blinked to clear his slightly lazy eyes. After washing in the bathroom, he opened the bedroom door and saw a pair of green He looked at himself with a warm smile in his eyes.

"Morning, Professor." Harry's hair was still a little wet. There were various manuscripts and half-eaten breakfast piled up in front of him, and he looked sideways when he heard the door open.

"Morning" Snape replied softly, he didn't say much about a certain troll who decided to replace coffee with black tea, picked up the book on the table and started the day's breakfast.

Harry licked the corner of his mouth, lowered his head guiltily, he seemed a little too clingy in the form of a fox, and rubbed his own smell on the owner to declare his territory, but fortunately, people couldn't smell it, and his brain was made up by the old bat film As the medicinal material was used, Harry felt the wind blowing from behind him unconsciously shaking his body.

"The temperature in the basement is low, don't catch a cold." Snape threw a Drying Charm on his head, and before the little troll looked at him, he added another knife in embarrassment, "Don't waste the medicine."

"Thank you, Professor." Harry pursed his mouth speechlessly, showing poisonous concern... Snape glanced at his pet as if nothing had happened, and sighed slightly when he saw that the other party was not angry. He knew that he had a bad personality. The same good temper, he can't let himself repeat the same mistakes again, um...he has to change the way he speaks, he thought uncertainly.

"I've chosen the training venue. The professor can give the key to the guard to open it." Harry took out a silver key from his pocket and put it on the table. The emerald inlaid in it shone brightly.

"Well" Snape put the key in the drawer "I'll be over at seven o'clock in the evening"

"Okay, I'll go first." Harry knocked on the table to clear away the plates, packed his things and left in a hurry, "Goodbye, Professor"