hp Ouroboros

Two weeks before the end of the semester, the heavy thunderstorm that had lasted for more than a month finally cleared, and the sky cleared up.

As Professor Flitwick of Charms began to arrange some glowing decorations everywhere, the Christmas atmosphere in the castle gradually became more intense, and everyone was excitedly discussing plans for the long Christmas holiday.

"I'll stay!" said Hermione to Harry and Ron. "Pansy has a falling out with the family, and I want to visit her in the Slytherin common room at Christmas."

Ron stared like the balls of his eyes were about to fall out. Even the big mouthful of sausage he was chewing stopped suddenly. He didn't know whether to swallow it whole or spit it out to show shock. Harry was also shocked by the big sausage in his mouth. The fried egg choked, and quickly grabbed the pumpkin juice and took a big gulp.

"Why are you doing this!" Hermione raised her eyebrows, "She fell out with her family for justice, shouldn't we support her!"

"Justice? Are you sure she's having trouble with her family because of so-called justice?" Camille's voice came from behind them, and then Camille and Sylvia who followed her sat at the Gryffindor long table , you have a tacit understanding with the salad, and I will start with the steak for breakfast.

Hermione didn't understand why Senior Sister Camille questioned Pansy like this, but seeing that Senior Sylvia of Slytherin House didn't say anything, she suddenly felt a little unconfident about her thoughts.

"The justice in the eyes of Slytherins must be different from what you think." Seeing Hermione's puzzled and confused thinking, Sylvia said aloud, "Family, family, partner , close friends... These things are justice for Slytherin, and it doesn't matter what tragedy happens to other people."

"Look at you horrible people! Slytherin is so annoying!" Ron swallowed the sausage in his mouth, loudly expressing his disapproval of Slytherin's view, "You are selfish! "

Unexpectedly, Sylvia nodded and admitted as a matter of course: "Yes, I am selfish, we are selfish, I fully admit it." Then Sylvia changed the subject and looked up at the red-haired boy indifferently, "But, You're not selfish? Ginny Weasley and someone you don't know, let's say it's a Hufflepuff. If you're in danger at the same time, you can only save one... Oh, don't tell me that you will save others Not my sister!"

"The owner of the Parkinson family believes that supporting Voldemort when he is weak can bring more wealth to the Parkinson family, but Ms. Parkinson doesn't think so. She places her bet on the opposite of Voldemort, that is, me and Mr. Potter. Eggs They can't be placed in one basket, the investment risks are just spread out, and in the final analysis, it's also to keep the Parkinson family alive, no matter which side we and Voldemort win, their family can survive." Sylvia's In summary, a hole was torn in Hermione's pure and beautiful values, and the dark and cold reality seeped in. Hermione froze in front of the dining table for a long time, until the two senior girls left after breakfast, and Ron took Hermione to go Hermione trembled all over in Hogsmeade, as if waking up from a dream.

"Oh! By the way, I want to buy Christmas presents!" Subconsciously pulling the subject away, Hermione stood up with a smile, as if she didn't let herself be affected by what Senior Sylvia said just now, but she kept it in her heart anyway. She planned to ask Pansy for Christmas, "Mom and Dad really like the fudge mints they bought from Honeydukes!" Hermione walked ahead of Ron and Harry.

After sending Ron and Hermione away, Harry was about to return to the Gryffindor common room, and he was the only third year left behind.Walking in the corridor, Harry recalled what his senior sister said, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt guilty. He would also save his good friend, if there was only one chance to save a person... Is he not as good as he thinks? as 'justice'...?If they've always seen Slytherin as a bunch of bad guys, maybe he's a bad guy too...Harry remembered the first year Sorting Hat's hesitation - Slytherin was another recommendation for the Sorting Hat...

"Hey! Harry!" "Ah!" The disturbed Harry was startled by a sudden tap on the shoulder from behind. It turned out to be Fred.

"What's the matter? We called you a few times and you didn't hear," Fred asked, pulling Harry back, where the other twin, George, was facing him from behind a statue of a one-eyed hunched witch. wave.

"Uh, nothing, just wondering what Hogsmeade looks like..." Harry thought of a good excuse to get away with it.

Sure enough, Fred believed it, patted him on the shoulder, and blinked mysteriously, "Before we go to Hogsmeade to mend some joke toys, we plan to bring you a little festive atmosphere." Fred He said and pulled Harry to an empty classroom to the left of the one-eyed statue, "Come here..." George followed in, closed the door gently, then turned around with a smile on his face, looking at Harry. "An early Christmas present for you, Harry." He was equally mysterious.

Fred mysteriously pulled something out of his cloak and put it on an empty table—it was a big, square, old piece of parchment, the point being that there was nothing on it. Write, blank.

Thinking it was another Fred and George joke, Harry stared at it for a while, making sure he couldn't see a joke or a flower on it, and finally turned around and asked, "" So... what is this?"

"Well, Harry, that's the secret of our success," said George, touching the parchment affectionately.

"It's a bit of a shame to give it to you," Fred said, nodding reluctantly, "but we all agree that you need it more than we do."

"And, never mind, we've memorized its content and don't need it much," George added.

Harry was still at a loss, "Uh...thanks? Well, but what do I need a worn-out blank parchment for?"

Next, Fred and George fought wits and courage with the castle administrator Filch like acting, and finally got the parchment after "untold hardships", and showed Harry the "epicable" process over again.

After the adventure story was finished, George took out his wand contentedly, touched the parchment lightly, and said at the same time, "I solemnly swear that I have done nothing wrong."

A miraculous thing happened, a bit of ink smeared on the place where George’s wand was lit on the parchment that was originally nothing, and then the ink spread out to the surroundings as thin ink lines like spider webs, these lines merged with each other, Crossing each other, extending to each corner of the parchment; and above the parchment began some curving green writing: Auxiliary Suppliers to Magical Mischief-makers Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs Proud gentlemen Offer the Marauder's Map!

It was a map, which detailed all the details of Hogwarts castle and various venues, but Harry immediately noticed that this thing was really different from ordinary maps—there were some small ink dots on the map, They are moving and stopping occasionally along the map, and each ink dot is marked with a name in tiny letters. For example, a small ink dot in the upper left corner shows that Professor Dumbledore is pacing up and down in the headmaster's office. There is also a Fox in the headmaster's office, Harry remembers that it is the headmaster's pet phoenix.There are many others, Mrs. Norris, Filch's cat, is prowling the third floor, and Peeves is wandering in the prize room.

Harry was so taken aback that he bent down to take a closer look, looking left and right in the corridor where the little blob of 'Harry Potter' was on it, and then he spotted something else - right between him and Next to the ink dots of the twins' names, there is a passage.

"This is?" Harry pointed to the passage next to their names.

"The secret road! The statue next to us leads to Hogsmeade! It leads directly to Honeydukes' cellar, and we have walked it many times." Fred explained, and then the two of them took the other roads. The passages, the ones that can be walked and the ones that are broken, have been explained to Harry.

"Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot, Prongs," sighed Jocha, patting the title of the map, "We owe them so much!"

Fred said solemnly: "Don't forget to wipe it off!"

"Just tap it again, say, 'The prank is over!' and it's a blank parchment again." George showed Harry once more, and the map reverted to a featureless blank parchment.

"So, young Harry," Fred said imitating Percy's tone strangely, "remember to behave yourself!" Winking mischievously at him again, he and George ran out of the empty classroom.

Harry clicked on the map again, watching the little ink dots move around... With this map, he didn't need to walk past those dementors to get to Hogsmoor's village!

On tiptoe, Harry looked at the map, opened the door and looked in the hallway, and made sure that there was no one outside. He immediately slipped behind the statue of the graduate witch, and a small line of spells appeared on the map next to the ink dot representing him.

"Separate left and right." The statue opened, and there was a dark hole inside. Harry only hesitated for two seconds, then put the map back into the pocket of his robe, and got into the hole.

An hour and 10 minutes later, standing in the Honeydukes shop packed with Hogwarts students, Harry spotted Hermione and Ron shopping for candy.

Startled by the sudden appearance of Harry, Hermione wanted to persuade Harry to give the map to Professor McGonagall, but Ron and Harry finally persuaded Harry to relax because it was Christmas and Harry needed to relax. the little witch.

It was snowing outside, and Harry wasn't ready to leave the castle, only wearing a thin school uniform wizard robe, half dead from the cold, Ron roared in the snow and led them into the three broomsticks.

It was a crowded and noisy but warm tavern, a woman with a curvaceous figure and a pretty face was taking care of a group of noisy wizards at the bar. "That's Ms. Rosmerta," said Ron. "I'll get a drink, okay?" he added, rubbing his nose and blushing a little.

Butterbeer was the tastiest drink Harry had ever had, and the lukewarm brew seemed to warm him from the inside out.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew through his hair, and the door of the Three Broomsticks opened again.Harry looked from the side of the big glass to the door, and this look almost choked him—Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick walked into the tavern in a gust of snow, followed by the tall Hagrid , and another dignified man in a bowler hat and pinstriped cloak entered, the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge.Frightened, Ron and Hermione quickly pressed Harry's head and pushed him under the table with all their strength.

The professors and the Minister sat down at a table near them and chatted about Black's raiding Hogwarts on Halloween.

But then they talked about Black, and Harry listened carefully, lest he miss anything.

"You know, I still can't quite believe this," said Ms. Rosmerta, who also sat at the professor's table at this time. "Of all the people who have fallen into the ranks of villains, Sirius Black is my The person who least expects to do this... I mean, I remember when he was a kid at Hogwarts, if you had told me at that point what he would have been like, I would have They'll say you've had too much to drink."

"You don't know half the truth, Rosmerta," said Fudge grimly. "Very few people know the worst thing he did."

"You said you remembered him at Hogwarts, Rosmerta," murmured Professor McGonagall, "do you remember who his best friend was?"

"Of course I do," said Miss Rosmerta, with a faint smile. "They were inseparable, didn't they? They always made me laugh. A great pairing, Sirius Black and James Potter!"

Harry dropped the large glass in his hand, Ron coughed violently, and Hermione gasped.

The news revealed by the next professors made Harry not recover until the professors had left, and he squatted under the dining table in a daze - Black and his father were so close, and even acted as their parents' secret keeper , but he ended up...

Harry had no idea how he got back to Honeydukes' cellar and how he tunneled back into the castle again.

Harry walked towards the Gryffindor lounge in a daze, and he was stopped not far from the secret passage, it was Professor Lupine.

"Harry! Did you just come out of the secret passage behind the witch statue?" Lupine asked out of breath, his face paler, but he grabbed Harry's head and asked right away while he was panting.

"Um, yes, sir..." Harry never expected that he would be caught by the professor for the first time today when he walked through the secret passage.

"It's all right, but you need to come with me first." Lupine said, leading Harry to his office. "Blake entered the castle through that secret passage last Halloween!"

Blake...it's him again!A strong hatred overflowed from my heart.

Yes, he is also selfish, he wants revenge...Harry remembered what senior sister Sylvia said in the morning, but the senior sister didn't tell him, when a person has no family to protect, what should he do? manage.Revenge... This is the way Harry thought of himself. Following Professor Lupine, Harry didn't say a word, letting the deep hatred spread in his heart.