if i am not me

Chapter 178

Habit is a common problem.Therefore, when Hogwarts students are used to seeing that wise old man with a white beard at the annual school opening dinner, they all feel a sense of loss in their hearts that they can't explain clearly.

Especially in such an extraordinary time.

Harry had to admit that even though he was as calm as he was, he couldn't help feeling a little uneasy and worried at this moment.Although Professor McGonagall said that it was because Dumbledore had many more important things to do, but for students, he still hoped to see that reassuring existence.

This year, the number of students who came to Hogwarts to study was obviously much less. Some of them had parents who had suffered misfortune, and more of them had taken refuge with their families.Harry raised his eyes and scanned the entire auditorium, one-fifth of the seats had disappeared from the lively figures of the past.

However, time is still going on, so when the few first-year freshmen started sorting ignorantly, the whole auditorium was still filled with good-natured laughter and joyful applause, and the song of the sorting hat continued to tell about unknown dangers.

Draco and Blaise had been chatting for a long time, but they both tacitly didn't mention anyone.No matter the time or occasion, now is not suitable.Harry glanced at Goyle from time to time. Goyle had grown completely in the past few years. His height of 1.8 meters and his burly figure made him especially conspicuous on the Slytherin table.

The food at the dinner party after sorting is always what the children look forward to the most. Harry believes that this expectation will increase several times for Goyle and Crabbe, and their performance has always been in line with Harry's expectations. expected.Only this year, something was clearly driving the boy into a deep depression.Because he was stunned at the table full of delicious food, which made Crabbe think that his good buddy had a bad stomach, and generously took out the digestive medicine his mother specially prepared for him.

"Harry, try it, this steak is well grilled." Draco ended his conversation with Blaise at some point, and put a piece of perfectly grilled steak on Harry's dinner plate, interrupting his wandering thoughts.

"Oh, thank you." Harry looked back at Goyle, smiled slightly, and then scanned the teachers' dining table.

If there's one thing students are excited about this year, it's that their favorite Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is back!

Remus Lupine looked much younger than a year ago.Even the trace of melancholy that had settled in his eyes all year round was completely gone now.Harry chewed the beef in his mouth, and couldn't help but wonder why.

Is it because of Mary?or...

"Hagrid hasn't come back yet." Draco leaned over to fill Harry's glass with orange juice, and whispered in Harry's ear.It can be seen that observing the habits of the teachers, everyone is more or less contaminated.

Understanding the meaning of Drake's words, Harry pretended to be inadvertently glanced at the female professor who took Hagrid's place in class, and a haze appeared in his heart.

They already knew the reason why Hagrid left Hogwarts, but now he has not returned. Contacting some information obtained from Lucius before, it can only show that the giant's situation is really a little tricky.

Harry also understands that the situation now is completely different from what it used to be.Once the giant finally surrendered to the Ministry of Magic, the reason was because of Voldemort's cruelty and abandonment.But now, the enemy camp led by Riddle obviously won't make this kind of mistake again, and Hagrid relies on the support of the giants of his mother's family, maybe he won't be able to take advantage of it.Besides, Harry could remember clearly that those relatives of Hagrid actually didn't like Hagrid, a child of mixed blood.

Hagrid was born with that kind of temperament...

Hey……

Sighing uncontrollably, Harry drank the orange juice that Draco had only topped him up.

Draco didn't need to think about what Harry was worried about. He didn't say much. The thoughtful boy just quietly touched his lover's hand and patted it lightly.

Some things, they really can't do what they want.

In this way, the dinner came to an end amidst the complicated moods of everyone.After getting up and leaving their seats, Harry and the others said goodbye to Neville and the others at the door, and then went back to the dormitory.

After closing the door, Harry fell directly onto the soft big bed.

Heart fatigue made him a little sleepy.

A black shadow approached, Harry felt a weight on his body, and a familiar smell immediately filled his nostrils.

"It's heavy again." With a grunt that seemed to be complaining, Harry raised his hand and pushed Draco's shoulder.

A melodious chuckle sounded in the room, and as he bent his arms, Draco let go of the strength in his hands and let his body refill the distance Harry had just opened, "It just means that I've grown taller again."

This sentence successfully made Harry frown, and kicked Draco mercilessly with his knee.Fortunately, it was not the first time Draco faced this kind of situation. He was familiar with his lover's temper, and he raised his right hand to block back the moment he finished speaking.Sure enough, he intercepted that fierce attack halfway.

Taking advantage of the moment Harry's feet were pulled by him, Draco quickly lowered his head and kissed Harry's lips, and then said with a smile, "Actually, you have grown taller, really!"

Add fuel to the fire and that's it.

So in the following time, the two who hadn't exercised for a long time had a hearty fight.

For the two boys who have been depressed for a whole vacation, fighting is really the best way to vent their energy.You must know that in Malfoy Manor, the complicated things are enough to give them a headache every day, and such pure venting is really rare.

The match ended in a draw again, Harry snorted dissatisfied.In the past few years, he has almost never been able to win against Draco, although he did not lose, but Harry, who considers himself Draco's "teacher", is still a little psychologically unbalanced - maybe his hands and feet are a little longer than him Well, obviously he has practiced less than him for so many years!

Draco didn't have Harry's narrow-mindedness, and made a look of satisfaction. The beautiful boy fell back on the sofa and snapped his fingers.

With a "snap", Dobby stood respectfully in front of the sofa, bent down, "May I ask what is the master's order?"

"Two cups of hot milk."

"As ordered."

As soon as the voice fell, Dobby disappeared into the room.

Harry, who was taking off his shirt, couldn't help but smacked his lips after watching this scene, "Noble!"

Draco felt a bit ironic, "You didn't watch it every day when you were at home."

"But this is Hogwarts, my dear little dragon." Turning his gaze back, Harry's tone was tinged with sarcasm, which drew Draco's hearty laugh.

At this moment, Dobby returned to the room with a dinner plate in his hand. Draco looked at the two glasses of steaming milk on the dinner plate and waved his hand in satisfaction.After Dobby left, he got up and took the milk and put it in Harry's hands, "Okay, after drinking, go take a shower, the first period of tomorrow is Potions class."

Thinking of Snape, Harry immediately finished his milk obediently and went into the bathroom.I have to say that Harry still has some regrets about not being able to see Professor Glashorn tonight—although that lovely old man is sometimes a bit snobbish, it is undeniable that his old smiling face really makes the eerie Potions class has become a lot more cordial and lovely.

It was late at night, and the underage students went back to their beds one after another and fell asleep.The professors were different. Usually, the professors would prepare the content for the next day before going to bed, but for Lupine and Snape, their sleep time tonight had to be greatly shortened.

In Snape's office, the occupant of the room was observing with great interest a bottle of thick liquid in his hand.

"How long will it be effective?" Snape's voice was magnetic and pleasant, unlike the indifference of the day.

"It depends on the time of infection. In my case...about a month." The corners of Lupine's lips curved into a graceful arc, showing his good mood.

"Congratulations!" The most sincere blessing is nothing more than this.

A series of chuckles overflowed from Lupin's throat. The man who is usually the most stable, did not suppress his emotions at this moment, and shared his joy with his friends.

Snape also laughed, for Lupine, this gentle and refined man, his best friend!

"I think you need to change your nickname." Snape uncorked the crystal vial, put it up his nose and smelled it, "Hmm...is there a root of Golden Thorn?"

Nodding his head, Lupine said several more ingredients, which made Snape admire frequently, "I see."

"Unfortunately, it can't be mass-produced." Putting down the crystal bottle, Snape frowned slightly, "Otherwise, our progress would be faster."

"Is there nothing the giant can do?" When it came to business, the joy on Lupine's brow was also diluted.

Pursing his lips, Snape closed his eyes and exhaled, "Currently...not optimistic."

"Hagrid..."

"Don't worry, he'll be fine." Obviously Snape was not good at comforting people, so he could only say stiffly, "He dares to raise a dragon..." It seemed to be comforting him, but also comforting himself.

Lupine smiled slightly when he heard the words, restraining his negative emotions. "Well! He'll be all right."

"Okay, you go to rest, you... just not long." The tone was still a little stiff, but it was very rare for Snape.Of course Lupine understood his concern, and he responded with a smile without being wordy.

Back in his own lounge, Lupine was not in a hurry to pack his suitcase, but sat on the table, took out a piece of parchment, and started writing steadily.

"I am back."

The author has something to say: Sorry for keeping you guys waiting for so long >口

I'm busy learning how to drive during the holidays, and I'm here to update the bird just after the exam!Next Monday there are still nine exams, ah, Amen, I hope I can pass it once!