Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher.

Chapter 465

Chapter 465

Hermione looked up, smiling slightly.

She waved her wand.

Suddenly a silver plate appeared on the table, a steaming lamb chop appeared, two baked potatoes and a glass of whiskey flew out of the fireplace.

Ron stood up and opened his arms to Harry: "Harry, you are finally back."

"How things had been?"

Hermione looked at it carefully, and after seeing the wounds smeared with white fresh, her face showed distress.

Harry briefly hugged him, sat down in front of the plate, and picked up the fork: "It's all settled."

He cut off a piece of baked potato and wolfed it into his mouth.

I only ate a little in the morning, and then I have been busy until now, and I am already hungry.

"Solved?" Ron seemed to have difficulty understanding these words.

Harry took a sip of whiskey and put the food in his mouth into his stomach: "It's literally."

"Voldemort is dead?" Ron's tone was a little fluttering.

Harry nodded: "Strictly speaking, it's not dead."

Ron was taken aback and let out an "ah" in surprise.

Harry continued cutting up the lamb chops.

Hermione explained, "There's another Horcrux, Nagini?"

"And one other little annoyance."

She looked up, looking at Harry's forehead.

Harry nodded.

Ron came to a sudden: "As long as the last Horcrux is solved, will it be over?"

Harry nodded again.

Compared with Voldemort, this guy who is far away from him and has a great reputation, Ron has had direct contact with the Horcrux. It is precisely because he understands it that he doesn't feel terrible.

"What's the matter with Professor Snape?" Ron sat down, waited for Harry to finish chewing, and asked.

Harry turned his head to look at him, a little surprised: "When will you care about him?"

"No, it's not concern." Ron raised his neck, as if "caring about Snape" was some great humiliation, "It's curiosity, many people have noticed that Snape was sent to the school infirmary with scars from you all." , and left not long after, and it was rumored that Madam Pomfrey could not be treated and was sent to St. Mungo."

"Not rumors," Harry answered him.

Ron was taken aback again, and it took him a while to realize what the rumors meant—the injury was so serious that he had to go to St. Mungo's?

His face brightened.

In a soft voice, Harry carefully described what happened in the elf world of Aen El today.

"Snape can do such a thing?" Ron couldn't believe it.

Harry gave him an annoyed look and continued eating.

Not long after, Sirius and Lupine slipped into the Gryffindor common room.

Harry had to repeat what he had just said before finishing his meal.

Sirius' reaction was exactly the same as Ron's, and he also had a face full of disbelief: "Snape can do such a thing?"

At a critical juncture, delay with your own life.

it sounds like

Not something a Slytherin should do, more like a Gryffindor feat.

"By the way." Harry peeled off the last potato, looked at his godfather, and said softly, "My dear godfather, Professor Snape almost died."

"At that time, Albus was helpless. He could only watch him get closer to death."

Sirius muttered, "Oh, that's a pity."

"But you know why he survived in the end?" Harry asked.

"You saved him?" Sirius asked back, "like your father?"

Harry shook his head: "No, it's because of you."

Sirius' expression and body froze. He looked at Harry, frowning in disbelief.

What is "because of you"?

Lupine was also puzzled.

"At the most critical moment, Albus mentioned your name in Snape's ear, so Professor Snape suddenly became angry and hoped that he would survive." Harry simply explained.

Sirius patted the table, unbelievable, pointed at himself: "Me?"

Harry nodded.

His whole facial features were distorted, as if twenty cockroach jars exploded on his body, and those dark, small and dense candies crawled back and forth on his body.

There was a slap on the table, and he was on the stool. The veins on his neck exploded, blood rushed to his ears, and his whole body was dyed a bright red.

"What is because of me?"

"What do you mean Snape didn't want to die because of me!"

Unable to restrain himself, he spat out foul words one after another.

Lupine couldn't help it, hugging his head and laughing.

Ron was astonished.

When we usually met, I wished that the other party would die suddenly in front of me on the spot, but there was such a complicated and tortuous story?

"Harry, explain, explain, what is because of me?"

"Stop talking!"

"what happened!"

Harry slowly processed the last remaining food on the plate. Hermione felt that Harry was not full, so she added a small pork chop and a few lettuce leaves.

"No, Harry, you explain."

Sirius was really in a hurry.

However, until Harry finished eating, he yawned and stretched his waist: "I'm very tired today, I think I have to go to sleep."

"Sleep after explaining, okay?" Sirius gritted his teeth.

Harry didn't seem to hear, he waved to the two of them: "Godfather, and Uncle Remus also go to bed early, I wish you a good dream."

Sirius "Mululu" let out a threatening growl from under his throat.

Lupine nodded, stood up, and grabbed Sirius by the back collar: "Of course, take a good rest, you have worked too hard during this time."

"I think I'll have a good dream."

The big dog struggled: "Remus, let me go!"

"I'm going to bite him!"

"How could I have a good dream, how could I fall asleep today!"

"What's Snape because I'm not dead!"

"this is too scary!"

tonight.

Harry had a sweet dream, and so did Hermione.

Ron even snored cheerfully, was woken up twice by the unbearable Hedwig, and got three slaps from Crookshanks. Boss had the heart, but he didn't have the courage, after all, Ron was his own master.

Only Sirius didn't sleep well.

When he closed his eyes, Snape's dead fish face and greasy hair covered the blanket.

Hogwarts, really calm down.

It's just that the students were still taken aback, thinking that something big might be about to happen.

Neville had been lying in the school infirmary for half a month before he returned to health. The first thing he did was to ask for leave. He was going to take Crouch's body home with him.

He told his parents the good news.

but.

This is useless, the blow they have suffered is irreversible.

Snape was going to live in St. Mungo's for at least half a year.

His body was severely damaged, and most of his blood vessels were destroyed by magic power, which needed to be repaired bit by bit.

This seemed to reinforce the rumor about Hogwarts that nothing good would happen to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Snape has been teaching at Hogwarts for over ten years!

Except for being beaten up by Mr. Potter and cutting off an arm when he was a substitute teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts, he has always been safe, successful, safe and healthy.

Can.

Only in the past two years related to Defense Against the Dark Arts, I almost lost my life.

(End of this chapter)