hp Ouroboros
Chapter 133
Harry followed Lupine to his office, and Lupine closed the door, "I have informed the other professors that a student tripped the alarm by mistake."
"Alarm?" Harry just remembered that he had almost just walked out of the secret passage, and before he had time to go out a few steps, he was caught by Professor Lupine who rushed over. He remembered that when he was almost at the exit, although Disturbed by what he heard, but at least remember to look at the map, and Professor Lupine was still in an empty classroom three turns from the exit of the statue... Right!map!Harry nervously lowered his head to look at the map in his hand - he never erased the traces on the map in time, and the map is still so densely packed!
"Professor, I..."
"I don't need to explain." Lupine said briefly, he became a little cold, his pale and sickly face was full of disappointment, "I happen to know this map...I don't want to know how this map got into your hands Yes, but I'm disappointed you didn't call out the map, especially in a time of crisis like this, Harry."
Harry's mouth opened and closed, not because he didn't want to explain, but because he didn't know how to explain his infraction.
"Black came out of the same statue you came out of today." Lupine sighed, not intending to continue to blame Harry for his recklessness, and motioned Harry to sit down on the chair in front of his desk. Miss Leitlin and Miss Camille discovered it together, you know that night was a full moon night, and Miss Camille's strength was greatly increased that night."
"So the headmaster asked Professor Flitwick to open and despell the witch statue in the morning. For Professor Flitwick, the master of spells, the analysis of this spell is not even troublesome at all. 'Separation of left and right', yes, I know That spell." Lupine reached out to Harry for the magical map, frowned slightly, and looked at it with nostalgic but restrained eyes, but soon he put the map on the table and didn't go any further. watch it.
"Principal Dumbledore and Miss Slytherin set up a magic alarm on the statue. As long as someone comes out of the secret passage and enters the castle, the alarm will be triggered, and all professors who have the ability to fight against Black will receive the message. And it will show which professor is closest to that at the moment—it was me today, and I hope always will be the first to hear that I need to catch Black."
Lupine looked at Harry with a more serious expression than ever before: "Don't expect me to cover it up for you, Harry. I may not be able to persuade you to take the matter of Black seriously, but I thought it was a dementor. When the monster approaches you, what you hear will have a huge impact on you - the sacrifice of James and Lily..." Lupine said this, paused, looked away from Harry, lost focus, But he took a deep breath, as if forcing himself to continue the conversation, "Harry, your parents sacrificed themselves to keep you alive, please don't let their sacrifice go to waste with a bag of trick toys or a few candies gone."
Harry lowered his head, feeling sad, but then he remembered what he had heard at the Three Broomsticks, and a resentment of being blinded by everyone prompted Harry to look up and ask the question: "Professor, do you know Know that Blake and my dad used to be very close?"
"Where did you know that?" Lupine didn't answer his question immediately, but asked cautiously.
And it was Lupine's vigilance that ignited Harry's anger, and he asked loudly: "Why are you unwilling to tell me? I did go to Hogsmeade in violation of school rules, but I finally heard some useful news— — Blake and my dad used to be very good friends, but he betrayed my parents! Why don't you tell me, how important this is!"
Compared to Harry's face flushed with excitement, Lupine looked calm, and he even stood up and poured himself a cup of hot tea.
"I told you, what can you do?" With a simple sentence, Harry's anger turned into helplessness. In fact, he also understood the answer, but it didn't feel good to be kept in the bottom of the valley. But... Indeed, what can he do... Harry has another deep feeling of his own weak ability-if he has a strong personality like Sister Camille, or even Sylvia strength...
"It's not that you're not capable enough," Lupine interrupted Harry's thoughts with a frown, "you're still a child, and these things shouldn't be problems that children need to solve."
"But both Sylvia and Camille can help!"
"You said it yourself, 'help'. The two of them are indeed capable, but they are still children. For things like alarm reminders, they are not within the scope of being notified. Helping us is encouraged, But the real danger should not be for you to break through."
Leaving Professor Lupine's office, Harry walked on the way back to Gryffindor Tower, hating Black, anger that everyone underestimated him and was unwilling to tell him any news, remorse for his own inadequacy, and wasting himself Parents are sorry for sacrificing their lives to buy him time... Various emotions are intertwined in the heart of the 13-year-old boy.
"Come to a duel! You poor dog!" Harry didn't even bother to look at Sir Cadogan as he was brandishing a ridiculous longsword in the portrait.
Harry stopped where he was, yes, he couldn't go to Ron and Hermione for help, they would never help him if they knew he had revenge.
Go find Sylvia-senpai and Camille-senpai!This idea popped up suddenly.
Sylvia and Camille should be the least people Harry has ever met who don't take his title of "Savior" seriously--not that Harry likes this superficial title, but magic Everyone in the world, whether positive or mocking, seemed to regard him differently, only senior sisters Sylvia and Camille, they didn't care.
This meant that even if they knew he wanted to learn some more powerful spells for revenge, they didn't care about the danger he might run into!Harry turned his seldom-used head, trying to think about the possibilities.
Maybe he'll succeed in convincing his seniors to teach him some magic!Harry felt inspired, which made it a little less uncomfortable for him to have to put on a 'I'm okay, don't you worry' look to trick two of his caring pals.
Since returning from Hogsmeade, Ron and Hermione have been watching Harry uneasily, afraid to talk about what they overheard, but it feels like Harry is accepting it calmly?He also discussed with them which kind of magic candy is more fun and interesting.
"He must understand how dangerous Black is, and he should be handed over to the Ministry of Magic to arrest him." Hermione and Ron made their own conclusions in a corner of the lounge after Harry went back to the dormitory to rest.
Ron was a little worried. He always felt that the Harry he knew would not give up so easily as Hermione said, but he couldn't tell why he was talking about Harry's current situation, so he could only ummm Reluctantly agreed with Hermione's statement.
After dinner, Harry excused himself from practicing the Patronus Charm with Professor Lupine for the last time this semester, said goodbye to Ron and Hermione, and came to the empty classroom on the fifth floor alone.But when he came to the gate, Harry hesitated again. His whole body seemed to be cut in half, one half was burning with ferocious anger, eager to become stronger, while the other half was in the corner with a sad face, persuading students Being angry, I shouldn't recklessly plan to take revenge alone.
Just as Harry was pacing around the door for the third time, Camille yelled impatiently from the classroom, "Potter, if you want to come in, come in, if you don't come in, get out! Your footsteps are so loud! "
After being yelled at like this, Harry was startled. He didn't have time to think about it, so he hurried in.
Half of the space in the empty classroom is occupied by side-by-side desks. A piece of parchment is spread on a part of the desk inside, while parchment and many boxes of inks of different colors are piled up on the surrounding desks. There are several stacks of books piled up on the floor, which looks like a somewhat messy studio. Sylvia is standing by the put together sheepskin drawings and is immersed in research. When Harry walks in, she doesn't even look up. one time.
Camille stared at him instead. In front of her was also a desk with a pile of homework on it.
"Eh..." Harry didn't know whether he should speak, the seniors seemed to be very busy.
"Say something quickly! Why are you hesitating today!" Camille said impatiently.
So Harry honestly told everything before, including that he had not told Ron and Hermione that he saw the black dog twice, and that he got the map in the morning and went secretly to Hogsmeade heard the news.
"And then?" Sylvia's voice came, and she didn't continue to study her rubbings now.
"I want to learn more powerful magic!" Harry concluded, "Can you please teach me!"
"So you came here and told us a bunch of things, let me think about it... a bunch of things you didn't tell your two good friends, including that you want to learn magic because you want to take revenge." Sylvia hit the nail on the head explain.
"I really don't care if you learn some magic and then recklessly seek revenge, and then get killed by Black or Voldemort—you should remember that there is a small piece of Voldemort's soul in your head, right? The host is you, If it is dead, I think that fragment can be easily solved, and I don't need to spend effort to study the method of safely taking out that fragment in piles of books-so you go to die or something, I actually It's welcome." Sylvia's words were impersonal, and she walked to a clean table and sat down, pouring herself a cup of hot tea.
"However, I suggest that you leave Black to the professors. Cam and I can teach you some things, but the combat ability is not something you can learn in a short period of one or two months, let alone reach the level where you can fight against Black." West Sylvia saw that Harry raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something, so she took the lead and continued: "Besides, I don't think there is any magic damage that is more terrifying than a dementor's kiss."
"Dementor kiss?" Harry didn't quite understand.
Sylvia sighed, her face turned serious, "Potter, magic is not about a spell I tell you, you go back and practice it two or three times to improve it. What you need is comprehensive, earnest and hard work, isn't it? Think 'I want revenge, I want revenge' in your head, and then ask others to deliver all the knowledge and know-how to your eyes."
"You have to learn all the charm books from grades [-] to [-] by yourself in the shortest possible time." Sylvia assigned the task, "Professor Flitwick is a very experienced spell master, he chose Textbooks are very valuable for reference and learning. Those books seem boring, but they are the basis for learning other more difficult magics. If you don’t learn the methods of analyzing those spells, you will always be able to teach you one magic, and you will learn one bluntly. There are so many spells, when are you going to learn them—shut up, don’t think that learning two or three spells will win you all over the world!" Sylvia sternly warned Harry about the tricky thoughts in his head.
Camille was very tacit, and took out a stack of books that were almost half the height of a person from under her table, and put them on the table with a "touch!" She patted the stack of books, and said gloatingly: " Charms books for grades one through seven, Potter."
Harry looked at the stack of books, swallowed, and finished this by himself in the shortest time? !Books for grades one through seven? !He didn't even understand the spell book in the third grade. How could he finish the higher grade spell books in the shortest time? !
"Searle didn't make things difficult for you." Camille saw the suspicion in Harry's eyes, she frowned, a little unhappy, "Sill and I always fought back and forth before you entered school, but fighting The spells I used when I was young were basically extended from the knowledge in the textbooks of charms. First, the second grade books, and then slowly move towards the higher grade books."
"Oh, Cam, you found out my good intentions!" Sylvia posted in surprise.
"Although I discovered it later, I'm not stupid!" Camille rolled his eyes, "Also, at that time, I should have used no more than the scope of the fourth-grade spell book, but you pushed me down the other day. The gas expansion spell coming out of the corridor is obviously the content of the analysis of the sixth grade! I haven’t even settled with you for cheating!”
"Then how does the cutie plan to settle accounts with me?" Sylvia smiled tiredly and put her arms around Camille's neck and was about to press her face.
Camille put her palm against Sylvia's face, turned her head and stared fiercely at Harry who was standing there in a daze, "What are you still standing here for? People are stupid enough, why don't you go back and read a book!" "
Harry hurriedly spun around and walked out the door. Before he could get out of the door, he heard a loud kissing sound from behind, and a knife-like gaze on his back, scaring Harry into a quick trot. , without looking back, left the empty classroom where the atmosphere of pink bubbles had already begun to emerge.
"Alarm?" Harry just remembered that he had almost just walked out of the secret passage, and before he had time to go out a few steps, he was caught by Professor Lupine who rushed over. He remembered that when he was almost at the exit, although Disturbed by what he heard, but at least remember to look at the map, and Professor Lupine was still in an empty classroom three turns from the exit of the statue... Right!map!Harry nervously lowered his head to look at the map in his hand - he never erased the traces on the map in time, and the map is still so densely packed!
"Professor, I..."
"I don't need to explain." Lupine said briefly, he became a little cold, his pale and sickly face was full of disappointment, "I happen to know this map...I don't want to know how this map got into your hands Yes, but I'm disappointed you didn't call out the map, especially in a time of crisis like this, Harry."
Harry's mouth opened and closed, not because he didn't want to explain, but because he didn't know how to explain his infraction.
"Black came out of the same statue you came out of today." Lupine sighed, not intending to continue to blame Harry for his recklessness, and motioned Harry to sit down on the chair in front of his desk. Miss Leitlin and Miss Camille discovered it together, you know that night was a full moon night, and Miss Camille's strength was greatly increased that night."
"So the headmaster asked Professor Flitwick to open and despell the witch statue in the morning. For Professor Flitwick, the master of spells, the analysis of this spell is not even troublesome at all. 'Separation of left and right', yes, I know That spell." Lupine reached out to Harry for the magical map, frowned slightly, and looked at it with nostalgic but restrained eyes, but soon he put the map on the table and didn't go any further. watch it.
"Principal Dumbledore and Miss Slytherin set up a magic alarm on the statue. As long as someone comes out of the secret passage and enters the castle, the alarm will be triggered, and all professors who have the ability to fight against Black will receive the message. And it will show which professor is closest to that at the moment—it was me today, and I hope always will be the first to hear that I need to catch Black."
Lupine looked at Harry with a more serious expression than ever before: "Don't expect me to cover it up for you, Harry. I may not be able to persuade you to take the matter of Black seriously, but I thought it was a dementor. When the monster approaches you, what you hear will have a huge impact on you - the sacrifice of James and Lily..." Lupine said this, paused, looked away from Harry, lost focus, But he took a deep breath, as if forcing himself to continue the conversation, "Harry, your parents sacrificed themselves to keep you alive, please don't let their sacrifice go to waste with a bag of trick toys or a few candies gone."
Harry lowered his head, feeling sad, but then he remembered what he had heard at the Three Broomsticks, and a resentment of being blinded by everyone prompted Harry to look up and ask the question: "Professor, do you know Know that Blake and my dad used to be very close?"
"Where did you know that?" Lupine didn't answer his question immediately, but asked cautiously.
And it was Lupine's vigilance that ignited Harry's anger, and he asked loudly: "Why are you unwilling to tell me? I did go to Hogsmeade in violation of school rules, but I finally heard some useful news— — Blake and my dad used to be very good friends, but he betrayed my parents! Why don't you tell me, how important this is!"
Compared to Harry's face flushed with excitement, Lupine looked calm, and he even stood up and poured himself a cup of hot tea.
"I told you, what can you do?" With a simple sentence, Harry's anger turned into helplessness. In fact, he also understood the answer, but it didn't feel good to be kept in the bottom of the valley. But... Indeed, what can he do... Harry has another deep feeling of his own weak ability-if he has a strong personality like Sister Camille, or even Sylvia strength...
"It's not that you're not capable enough," Lupine interrupted Harry's thoughts with a frown, "you're still a child, and these things shouldn't be problems that children need to solve."
"But both Sylvia and Camille can help!"
"You said it yourself, 'help'. The two of them are indeed capable, but they are still children. For things like alarm reminders, they are not within the scope of being notified. Helping us is encouraged, But the real danger should not be for you to break through."
Leaving Professor Lupine's office, Harry walked on the way back to Gryffindor Tower, hating Black, anger that everyone underestimated him and was unwilling to tell him any news, remorse for his own inadequacy, and wasting himself Parents are sorry for sacrificing their lives to buy him time... Various emotions are intertwined in the heart of the 13-year-old boy.
"Come to a duel! You poor dog!" Harry didn't even bother to look at Sir Cadogan as he was brandishing a ridiculous longsword in the portrait.
Harry stopped where he was, yes, he couldn't go to Ron and Hermione for help, they would never help him if they knew he had revenge.
Go find Sylvia-senpai and Camille-senpai!This idea popped up suddenly.
Sylvia and Camille should be the least people Harry has ever met who don't take his title of "Savior" seriously--not that Harry likes this superficial title, but magic Everyone in the world, whether positive or mocking, seemed to regard him differently, only senior sisters Sylvia and Camille, they didn't care.
This meant that even if they knew he wanted to learn some more powerful spells for revenge, they didn't care about the danger he might run into!Harry turned his seldom-used head, trying to think about the possibilities.
Maybe he'll succeed in convincing his seniors to teach him some magic!Harry felt inspired, which made it a little less uncomfortable for him to have to put on a 'I'm okay, don't you worry' look to trick two of his caring pals.
Since returning from Hogsmeade, Ron and Hermione have been watching Harry uneasily, afraid to talk about what they overheard, but it feels like Harry is accepting it calmly?He also discussed with them which kind of magic candy is more fun and interesting.
"He must understand how dangerous Black is, and he should be handed over to the Ministry of Magic to arrest him." Hermione and Ron made their own conclusions in a corner of the lounge after Harry went back to the dormitory to rest.
Ron was a little worried. He always felt that the Harry he knew would not give up so easily as Hermione said, but he couldn't tell why he was talking about Harry's current situation, so he could only ummm Reluctantly agreed with Hermione's statement.
After dinner, Harry excused himself from practicing the Patronus Charm with Professor Lupine for the last time this semester, said goodbye to Ron and Hermione, and came to the empty classroom on the fifth floor alone.But when he came to the gate, Harry hesitated again. His whole body seemed to be cut in half, one half was burning with ferocious anger, eager to become stronger, while the other half was in the corner with a sad face, persuading students Being angry, I shouldn't recklessly plan to take revenge alone.
Just as Harry was pacing around the door for the third time, Camille yelled impatiently from the classroom, "Potter, if you want to come in, come in, if you don't come in, get out! Your footsteps are so loud! "
After being yelled at like this, Harry was startled. He didn't have time to think about it, so he hurried in.
Half of the space in the empty classroom is occupied by side-by-side desks. A piece of parchment is spread on a part of the desk inside, while parchment and many boxes of inks of different colors are piled up on the surrounding desks. There are several stacks of books piled up on the floor, which looks like a somewhat messy studio. Sylvia is standing by the put together sheepskin drawings and is immersed in research. When Harry walks in, she doesn't even look up. one time.
Camille stared at him instead. In front of her was also a desk with a pile of homework on it.
"Eh..." Harry didn't know whether he should speak, the seniors seemed to be very busy.
"Say something quickly! Why are you hesitating today!" Camille said impatiently.
So Harry honestly told everything before, including that he had not told Ron and Hermione that he saw the black dog twice, and that he got the map in the morning and went secretly to Hogsmeade heard the news.
"And then?" Sylvia's voice came, and she didn't continue to study her rubbings now.
"I want to learn more powerful magic!" Harry concluded, "Can you please teach me!"
"So you came here and told us a bunch of things, let me think about it... a bunch of things you didn't tell your two good friends, including that you want to learn magic because you want to take revenge." Sylvia hit the nail on the head explain.
"I really don't care if you learn some magic and then recklessly seek revenge, and then get killed by Black or Voldemort—you should remember that there is a small piece of Voldemort's soul in your head, right? The host is you, If it is dead, I think that fragment can be easily solved, and I don't need to spend effort to study the method of safely taking out that fragment in piles of books-so you go to die or something, I actually It's welcome." Sylvia's words were impersonal, and she walked to a clean table and sat down, pouring herself a cup of hot tea.
"However, I suggest that you leave Black to the professors. Cam and I can teach you some things, but the combat ability is not something you can learn in a short period of one or two months, let alone reach the level where you can fight against Black." West Sylvia saw that Harry raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something, so she took the lead and continued: "Besides, I don't think there is any magic damage that is more terrifying than a dementor's kiss."
"Dementor kiss?" Harry didn't quite understand.
Sylvia sighed, her face turned serious, "Potter, magic is not about a spell I tell you, you go back and practice it two or three times to improve it. What you need is comprehensive, earnest and hard work, isn't it? Think 'I want revenge, I want revenge' in your head, and then ask others to deliver all the knowledge and know-how to your eyes."
"You have to learn all the charm books from grades [-] to [-] by yourself in the shortest possible time." Sylvia assigned the task, "Professor Flitwick is a very experienced spell master, he chose Textbooks are very valuable for reference and learning. Those books seem boring, but they are the basis for learning other more difficult magics. If you don’t learn the methods of analyzing those spells, you will always be able to teach you one magic, and you will learn one bluntly. There are so many spells, when are you going to learn them—shut up, don’t think that learning two or three spells will win you all over the world!" Sylvia sternly warned Harry about the tricky thoughts in his head.
Camille was very tacit, and took out a stack of books that were almost half the height of a person from under her table, and put them on the table with a "touch!" She patted the stack of books, and said gloatingly: " Charms books for grades one through seven, Potter."
Harry looked at the stack of books, swallowed, and finished this by himself in the shortest time? !Books for grades one through seven? !He didn't even understand the spell book in the third grade. How could he finish the higher grade spell books in the shortest time? !
"Searle didn't make things difficult for you." Camille saw the suspicion in Harry's eyes, she frowned, a little unhappy, "Sill and I always fought back and forth before you entered school, but fighting The spells I used when I was young were basically extended from the knowledge in the textbooks of charms. First, the second grade books, and then slowly move towards the higher grade books."
"Oh, Cam, you found out my good intentions!" Sylvia posted in surprise.
"Although I discovered it later, I'm not stupid!" Camille rolled his eyes, "Also, at that time, I should have used no more than the scope of the fourth-grade spell book, but you pushed me down the other day. The gas expansion spell coming out of the corridor is obviously the content of the analysis of the sixth grade! I haven’t even settled with you for cheating!”
"Then how does the cutie plan to settle accounts with me?" Sylvia smiled tiredly and put her arms around Camille's neck and was about to press her face.
Camille put her palm against Sylvia's face, turned her head and stared fiercely at Harry who was standing there in a daze, "What are you still standing here for? People are stupid enough, why don't you go back and read a book!" "
Harry hurriedly spun around and walked out the door. Before he could get out of the door, he heard a loud kissing sound from behind, and a knife-like gaze on his back, scaring Harry into a quick trot. , without looking back, left the empty classroom where the atmosphere of pink bubbles had already begun to emerge.
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