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Chapter 186 Pro-era

Hermione's strange behavior made Harry stunned for a moment, and the expression on his face could not be maintained.

He didn't know whether to continue losing his temper, but this might make him unreasonable?

Ron took the opportunity to hold his shoulder: "Harry, if you have something to talk about when you have something to do, Hermione said right-we are indeed going to be late."

In the transformation class, Harry was absent-minded throughout the whole process. He was still thinking about where Hermione had heard of the news. Maybe it was Professor Hepp? But he was not as good as his age.

He thought so deeply that he completely ignored the frequent gazes of others who were casting at him.

In the last class, when divination professor Sibil Trilawney interpreted his tea leaves, he gave a sign of death that scared all the little wizards - a ghostly black dog wandering in the cemetery.

Her words made Harry feel deeply uneasy, because he had seen a big black dog symbolizing death more than once—from the cover of the book "Oppointment of Death" in the bookstore to the things he saw in the shadow of the Magnolia Crescent Street the day he ran away from home.

After the divination class was over, Hermione accidentally missed some information to Harry in order to refute Trelawney's point of view. For example, she had known some information about his father for a long time, but she kept silent about it.

This is the reason why Harry is angry.

At noon, the little wizards rushed to the auditorium for dinner. Harry took some sausages and fried tomatoes, but he felt that he had no appetite and seemed to be full of all kinds of troubles.

Hermione pushed him a small dish of dipping sauce, "Harry, you heard Professor McGonagall, and Trelawney predicted a student's death every year, which is how she welcomes new students."

But Ron said worriedly, "You haven't seen a big wandering black dog anywhere else, Harry?"

Harry's stomach twitched suddenly, "No, I've seen it," he said, "the night he left Dursley's house."

Ron's fork fell to the ground, and he showed panic.

But Harry was more concerned about other things. He looked at Hermione and said in a stiff tone: "You haven't told me about my father's affairs."

"Oh, uh..." Hermione moved her eyes away in a panic: "Okay." She took a deep breath, "Do you remember when we were locked up by Professor Hayp?"

"Of course, it happened last school year." Harry tried to plunder his memory. "We suspected that Professor Heip was involved in the attack on the secret room and followed him into the forbidden forest and were found. We were detained ten, plus a full weekend confinement." He added, "With Malfoy."

He didn't know what it had to do with his father.

Hermione looked at him: "It's our confinement content, Professor Harry Hepp brought a stack of old materials from Professor McGonagall for us to transcribe - it was about the list of students' prohibitions and the corresponding punishments."

Harry recalled more details, and he still remembered that when he copied the materials, Malfoy kept chattering beside him.

But he soon realized the point in Hermione's words, and he widened his eyes: "You saw my father's name on it!"

"More than that, Harry," said Hermione, "they were all four of them. I mean, the names I saw at that time were James Porter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin and Petty—"

"So you were so surprised when you heard the full name of Professor Lupin's name! It turned out that you knew it a long time ago." Harry figured out a confusion, which made him have a new appetite. He inserted a sausage and started to eat it. But his eyes were always focused on Hermione.

"Yes," said Hermione. "In fact, it may be the part I copied was those years... In short, I saw quite a lot of banned records."

Harry stammered, "You mean, my father..."

Hermione whispered: "Similar to twins, but probably more lively." She picked up the words carefully, "Your father's name is often mixed with Sirius Black, and occasionally two others are added. This means-"

"They are friends! And, my father obviously has a better relationship with Sirius Black!" Harry thrust the table.

He remembered that he overheard the conversation between the Weasleys on the eve of school. He didn't actually feel much fear when he learned that Sirius Black's target for escape from prison was him.

The fugitive killed thirteen people with a spell. He should have been afraid, but Hogwarts is the safest place, with Principal Dumbledore and Professor Hepp, who has a good relationship with him.

The only thing that puzzled him was that Mr. Weasley had a private conversation with him before boarding the train the next day. During the conversation, Mr. Weasley asked him to promise that he would swear that he would not take the initiative to go to Black...

Why did he find someone to kill him?

But now everything is clear. The Black and his father are good friends, they violated the ban together, wandered around the castle together, and went on the forbidden forest adventure together...

It is hard to imagine that two people will become enemies in this way.

‘Yes, he is a Death Eater, and war will make people crazy, think about Voldemort!’ Harry said to himself.

Ron looked at the two of them in amazement, especially Hermione. It was almost ten months since that confinement! She ate the secret and did not leak any breath.

Hermione looked at Harry in agreement: "I think so, and..." She continued: "And I also saw the name of Severus Snape, and there were seven or eight records of their fights between them - your father and Snape."

Harry was stunned and he couldn't help but look at the teacher's seat.

A quarter of an hour ago.

Similar things were also being discussed in the teacher's seat.

Snape slowly inserted a piece of potato and chewed it in his mouth. "Felix, the new professor is not trustworthy. In fact, he and the escaped criminal were friends, and they had a similar smell when they were in school."

Felix raised his head and said casually: "I don't know this. Can you say more, Professor?"

Snape glared at him, "What do you want to know?"

"All you can say," Felix said.

Snape looked at him with a disgusting expression: "There's nothing to say, Porter, Black, Lupin, and that Peter, who were almost inseparable from school, were idle all day long, causing trouble."

"Especially that Potter, arrogant and stupid, he believed the traitor incorrectly..."

"You guys had a bad relationship when you were in school?"

Snape's expression became stiff, and he said slowly: "You have indeed found out a lot of things."

Felix curled his lips and said with a smile: "It's just on the surface. After all, you and him are the best in that period. Many people are obsessed with you, such as the boss lady of the three brooms."

"Don't inquire about me anymore, Felix. I warn you..."

"We are in the same group, aren't we, Dean?" Felix changed his name: "But you always have to give me more information. If it's a personal grudge, then I can only say apologize."

After a long stare, Snape raised his head slightly and whispered: "Private grudges? When you see through Lupin's true face, you will be shocked, Felix. You can stay out of the matter, and I can catch Black alone and enjoy the sweetness of revenge."

"They have blocked you? Professor, you won't be beaten up badly, right?" Felix asked curiously.

Snape's vision became terrifying, and Felix remedyed and said, "Oh, of course not. At least it's just as good as possible, otherwise who would have tested those little evil curses for you?"

Snape stood up suddenly, and the chair rubbed against the floor and made a harsh sound. He glanced at the Gryffindor table subconsciously, and at the same time, Harry was looking over, and the two eyes met.

The surprise on Harry's face had not yet faded, and Snape's eyes were as quiet as a deep spring.
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