war and peace

Chapter 145 The Reason for Lies

The new semester has begun.Since Harry missed a year of class (technical point of view), he can only continue to read the fifth grade honestly.But there was no doubt that he was all too familiar with those lessons.Coupled with Voldemort's tutoring, in fact, his level has long surpassed Hogwarts' seventh-grade graduates.The teachers are well aware of this, and they automatically skip him when they roll their rolls, so Harry prefers to be inserted in the sixth grade class with his former classmates in class—actually, it’s okay if he doesn’t, but he Feels like he can still seriously enjoy his senior year once before the annual OWLs and NEWTs come.

"You're so relaxed!" Hermione said to him after a Transfiguration class, with obvious admiration in her tone.Professor McGonagall asked them to change the color of their two eyebrows in front of the mirror and use a silent spell.Some people's cheeks flushed from holding back, and some accidentally lit their eyebrows on fire.And Harry did it with ease, letting his brows rotate through the colors of the rainbow as if he were a born Shapeshifting Muggle. "No wonder it's okay to fail the OWLs exam... Or is it because the professors saw the spell you used in the Forbidden Forest?"

"I think there should be all these reasons." Harry pouted disapprovingly when he thought of the various chairs Voldemort taught him to transform.Then he told Hermione about the matter with embellishments, and finally concluded: "You have to know, how picky Professor Vol... Gunter is!" On the surface, Professor Roald resigned, and Professor Gunter took his place work - even though Harry knew they were alone.This caused him to almost slip his tongue, and hastily changed his words.

"Come on, you're showing off!" Hermione glared at him, envious and jealous.She still wants to take tutoring, but unfortunately she dare not say it, Voldemort only has Harry in his eyes!

Harry wanted to retort, but then it occurred to him that he and Hermione were only going to have to darken the subject of arguing, because the latter had always insisted on such views of hers.

By this time they were almost at the top of the stairs, and the next class was Potions.It was the only subject that Harry didn't dare take the initiative to take the class, but Voldemort told him not to worry; and in fact, Professor Snape didn't say anything.Now this also gave Harry an excellent excuse to change the subject, "By the way, what about the Knights?"

"I just showed up at a meeting. Voldemort said that I haven't graduated yet, so I should focus on my studies first." Hermione shrugged.In order not to be heard by the surrounding students, she lowered her voice when she mentioned Voldemort's name. "But they weren't very surprised to see me. I thought there might be something wrong," she paused, "especially Lucius Malfoy."

"What's the matter with Malfoy?" Harry asked quickly.They turned into the underground corridor, and the temperature suddenly dropped a lot.Harry remembered that old Malfoy and young Malfoy were both good at adapting to the situation, and he would certainly not risk being rejected by Voldemort to offend Hermione now.What else can he do?

Hermione shrugged again. "You know, he's right behind me in the queue. We just had a few polite conversations, only about Hogwarts." She became less certain, "but I told him I only saw Draco Malfoy in first year and he had a weird look on his face."

Harry had no memory of it happening at all.If anything, he had only spoken a few words with Draco Malfoy before the first-year sorting ceremony.At that time, his mind was preoccupied with killing Voldemort, and he was not paying attention to Malfoy's unsteady Death Eaters. "What first grade?" He asked reflexively, suddenly feeling bad.Didn't Draco Malfoy call Hermione a mudblood again?

It turned out that his guess was right.

"Anyway, it's just those words, it's nothing more than discrimination against me as a Muggle-born." Hermione said indifferently, "At that time, I saw that there was no one else around except him and Gore Crabbe, so I simply gave him a curse. ’ Then she added: ‘It’s not the first time he wants me to do this.’

Harry had no sympathy for Malfoy, but he was even more surprised that he didn't know. "Why didn't you tell me, Hermione?"

"It's settled!" Hermione said in a nonchalant tone: "Of course Malfoy wants to get back, and I thought I'd have a one-on-three. But Tom happened to pass by, and the three of them saw him and thought he was I came to help, dropped a word and ran away. I was surprised at the time, but now it seems inevitable."

Harry thought he had caught something. "That's why you guys got better after that?" It was Malfoy's fault, and he was surprised when he saw Hermione and Tom talking and laughing for the first time, even though he didn't know Tom's real identity at that time.

"Basically," Hermione replied, and then she noticed something: "I told old Malfoy about Tom! Oh!" She suddenly realized, "He knows, that's Voldemort's false identity!"

"That's right. His son was about to attack Voldemort, and it's normal for his face to change." Harry nodded, and also turned the corner. "But I don't think Draco Malfoy knew that at the time." Maybe now, although the Order of the Phoenix reached an agreement with the Death Eaters to announce that Voldemort was dead, they couldn't bear the possibility of telling the family.Then he thought of the possible hidden meaning in old Malfoy's words: "You said he told you about Hogwarts? About his son?"

"Yeah." Hermione nodded. "What's the matter?"

"I think he probably intends to set you up." Harry said seriously, but his teasing expression gave him away.

Hermione was taken aback, an aspect she'd never considered. "That's impossible! Although he never troubled me again, how did you think of that?" She objected fiercely at first, and then thought of Harry's logic.

"A pure-blood family, probably from the moment he was born, he was thinking about which family to marry into." Harry spread his hands.What he said was the truth. There are only a few pure-blood families in the magic world to choose from, and the choices are very small. Almost all pure-blood families are related by blood.But what he didn't say was that apart from blood relationship, the premise of a pure-blood marriage also had a large part of the reason for benefits (the so-called superior benefits that pure-bloods should enjoy).In the past, he would not have thought of this; but the older he is and the more things he has seen, the more he can recognize the facts beneath the surface.

Hermione's expression was as if she had swallowed a whole egg just now, and became the object of marriage to herself.Finally, she managed to hold back a sentence: "Voldemort is right. Fortunately, I don't have to attend the Knights' meeting again before I graduate."

When she said this, the two had already entered the cellar classroom one after the other.Their Potions teacher, Snape, was standing on the podium, staring at them with dark, bottomless eyes the moment they entered - Hermione, to be exact.

Hermione was never afraid of the professor's gaze, but this time she felt her scalp tingling.She originally wanted to pick a seat in the first row, but she retreated two rows under the pressure. "And what's the matter with Professor Snape?" she asked in a low voice, putting Harry under the arm.Although Harry's explanation about old Malfoy had shocked her just now, she had to say that he had a point.

"It is said that Professor Snape has a good relationship with Lucius Malfoy." Harry said succinctly.With Hermione's intelligence, it was enough for him to know this sentence.

Hermione's eyes widened. "You mean... oh!" She exhaled deeply, "Merlin's socks! Judging by old Malfoy's attitude, he will definitely push Snape..." Show loyalty or something.How many things she didn't know!

Harry said nothing.He couldn't tell Hermione that Lucius Malfoy had betrayed Voldemort before, which caused him to be ranked lower than her in the Knights.Compared with Lucius Malfoy, Severus Snape, a senior spy of the Order of the Phoenix, had a harder time regaining Voldemort's trust.

For this class—this term, I should say—they were concocting Veritaserum.This is a very complicated potion, it takes three months from the preparation process, and only a small bottle can be obtained.Harry remembered that when Slughorn taught potions, he just treated it as an unknown potion for the students to identify, rather than actually asking the students to do it.However, this also reflected Professor Snape's consistent style, he would never make the advanced potions class easy.

But even so, Harry couldn't help but wonder, why Veritaserum, and not something like Love Potion or Felicia?Then it occurred to him that the latter two were obviously not to Snape's liking.But whether Snape wanted to continue serving Voldemort or not, he hoped that the professor had a better end than dying under Nagini's fangs.

Snape checked the cauldrons one by one, and walked slowly to the back of the classroom.He turned around, and his black eyes scanned the backs of the two figures in the middle of the third row.Lucius Malfoy had been trying to gain Voldemort's favor for the past three years, but only recently had he succeeded.Malfoy got himself sorted out, and turned around to urge him, telling him to think about his future as well.Although the former's tone was not without showing off, it could be regarded as a kind reminder.He indirectly killed Lily, and his only purpose of living was to protect Lily's only child.

But now it seems that the savior can handle it well by himself.The Dark Lord must have known about his identity as a spy. Now that the armistice agreement has been signed, the only thing left to do is to wait for the Dark Lord to settle the score, right?Escape must be a joke.Snape curled his lips in self-mocking, but no one noticed.

After Potions class was over, it was time for dinner, and after dinner there was Quidditch practice.The trials for the beginning of the school period have ended successfully, and the Gryffindor Quidditch team is now composed of Harry and Katie, as well as Richie Gutt, Jimmy Parks, Ginny and Ron Weasley, De Mirza Robbins.Angelina, Alicia, Fred and George graduated this summer, and Wood graduated last summer, leaving only Katie Bell on the entire Quidditch team.By the way, after the Triwizard Tournament, Harry still gave the twin brothers a prize of one thousand Galleons as start-up capital—he really liked Weasley's Wizard Wheezes.

During the year Harry disappeared, Ginny took his place as Seeker, narrowly keeping the Gryffindor Quidditch team trophy.In terms of Seeker's ability, Harry was naturally much better than her, so he got the belated position of Quidditch captain as soon as he came back.The new team had started their three-times-a-week training session, and Harry was determined to win them the final trophy of the Quidditch season.

"Seriously, Harry alone is enough for our Gryffindor team!" Gut exclaimed again at the end of training.He didn't feel that way when he was watching from the audience before, but he didn't know his level until he practiced.

"How can you say that Harry has already won the Quidditch World Cup trophy!" Parkes jumped off the broom and hooked Harry's shoulder with one hand, "Seriously, Harry, do you plan to become a professional player in the future? Like Wood That?" Their former Gryffindor captain, Oliver Wood, joined Puddlemere United.

"That's a last resort. Quidditch still makes sense with a group of people, doesn't it?" Harry said, shaking his head. "I've had this idea before."

"What do you mean it used to be?" Ron also flew down from the door knocker, just in time to hear the second half of Harry's words. "Don't you plan to enter the professional league now?" He was shocked.

Ron's voice was so loud that all the team members who landed heard it. "Could it be that you don't think it's challenging?" Katie guessed uncertainly, "Didn't Klum say in the interview that he was waiting for the next fight with you?"

"I saw that too!" Ginny agreed.She seems to have accepted the fact that she talks to Harry like a normal schoolmate.

"That's really a pity, I can only say sorry to him." Harry said in a relaxed tone.Judging from the attitude of his classmates towards him, it was certain that members of the Order had kept quiet about their children, at least the Weasleys and the Longbottoms.

He's always chosen the truth, but sometimes lies have their reasons.Just like Hermione said, he has always stuck to his bottom line.In this way, uninformed people think that Voldemort had died as early as that Halloween night more than ten years ago.They will forget the haze and live happily ever after.