Harry Potter and Master of Magic

　　 After entering November, the weather became very cold.

　　 The mountains around the school are gray, and some are even covered with snow and ice.

　　 Black Lake was also frozen, and the surface of the lake was as cold and hard as hardened steel.

　　 Every morning, the ground will be covered with silver frost.

　　 The Quidditch game is about to begin, and most of them are looking forward to this game.

　　 The freshmen are a little bit more envy when they look forward to it.

　　No one does not yearn for the sky, and there are not a few people who overcome their fears.

　　 Zhang Hao was sitting at the gate of the castle this day, thinking hard about the role of spells in magic, Harry and Hermione found him. Of course, there was Ron who was reluctant.

　　 "Hao! I found a big secret!" Harry whispered, "Snape wants to get past the guard of the three-headed dog. He wants to get under the board door."

　　 Although Zhang Hao didn't remember the original plot clearly, he knew that Harry and Snape didn't like each other, and he knew that Snape could never have a problem.

　　 So he asked disapprovingly: "Harry, if you are just guessing, don't tell me."

"No! I have evidence!" Harry said firmly, "I borrowed a book from the library and it was taken by Snape. I went to ask him the other day and saw a blood dripping on his leg. Wound. Also, he said a word, I don’t think you can guess..."

　　 "What did he say?" Zhang Hao was a little curious, and it seemed that Snape did say something strange.

　　 "I remember, he said that..." Harry followed Snape's tone and said stiffly: "Damn thing, how could you stare at three heads at the same time?"

　　 Zhang Hao nodded, this sentence is really suspicious.

　　 However, this is not without reason to explain!

"I don't think that with this sentence alone, it is not certain that Professor Snape wants to do bad things." Zhang Hao tried to reverse Snape's image in Harry's mind. He smiled: "I think it is likely that he discovered the real attempt. The stealer, he might be the first to stop someone. It’s not impossible, right? Harry?"

"Look! Harry, I already knew that he would definitely not think Snape was doing bad things." Hermione said helplessly, "I persuaded you before I came! I know Snape is not good, but He would never steal something that Dumbledore strictly kept."

　　 Harry was silent, but he still thought Snape had a problem.

"To be honest, Hermione, you always think that all teachers are saints." Ron said rudely, "I agree with Harry's view that people like Snape can do everything. Now the problem is. The point is, what is he looking for? What is that big dog watching?"

　　 This is like a conclusion, as if Snape is the bad guy.

　　 Zhang Hao felt that the atmosphere was a little wrong. The red-haired idiot seemed to be targeting him and Hermione.

Oh! Including poor Professor Snape!

　　 The discussion finally broke up, and Harry and Ron left together.

　　Hermione stayed. She felt a little confused and seemed to need someone to talk to her.

"Hao! Can we always be friends?" Hermione said worriedly: "Recently, the students in Gryffindor looked at me with strange eyes. They thought I was betrayed. I...I was at the Halloween dinner. Speaking to you in public in the Gryffindor common room, they thought I had betrayed Gryffindor."

　　 "Speak for me a Slytherin in front of so many Gryffindors? Hermione, how is your sanity?" Zhang Hao was taken aback when he heard the words.

　　 He thought suspiciously: "This little girl, won't you like me?"

　　 Innocent little girls don’t think too much, but some adults sometimes feel very unpredictable... The more you know, the easier it is to think about it!

"I don't know why I just blurted it out at the time. It was a feeling of unpleasantness." Hermione grabbed the messy hair and said distressedly: "I just think that you are so powerful and you should be everyone's. Role model. But the Gryffindor classmates don't understand me."

"Hermione, you can't expect everyone to be as self-motivated as you, after all, for most people, it's easier to play!" Zhang Hao put aside those weird thoughts, softly comforted: "You only need to be yourself Just fine, there is no need to worry about the opinions of others."

　　 Two young figures were sitting on the big rock at the entrance of the castle, and the morning sun fell on them, making them feel warm.

　　 The content of the chat gradually became boring, and Zhang Hao began to tell jokes on a routine basis.

　　 Following the humorous jokes, Hermione smiled again.

　　 Young people’s worries come and go quickly, and the previous unhappiness has long been wiped out.

　　 When the two separated, Hermione's footsteps had returned to briskness, like a little sparrow flying on the branch at any time.

　　 Zhang Hao looked at the petite figure and couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's nice to be young! I'm old after all..."

　　 A few crows flew in mid-air, and they croaked a few times, as if they were laughing at someone~www.wuxiahere.com~ The next day, the Quidditch pitch was full of people.

　　 This is the first game of the new school year. The students put the enticing smell of fatty sausages behind their heads, and their full attention is on the Quidditch court.

　　 "I will participate in Quidditch next year, I swear!" Malfoy vowed: "I bet I must be the best seeker."

　　 Zhang Hao guessed that Harry would join Quidditch next year. He had already thought of the scene where Malfoy was pressed to the ground and was very abusive.

　　 Unconsciously, he actually laughed out loud.

　　 "Hey! What are you **** laughing at?" Malfoy said angrily, "Do you think you are more suitable to be a seeker than me? Should we compare?"

　　As the time gets along longer and longer, the relationship between Zhang Hao and Malfoy becomes more and more like roommates in college.

　　 It's a relationship that is closer than strangers and stranger than friends.

　　 Sometimes they care about each other, and more often they mock each other.

　　 There is actually not much malice in this, I am afraid there is more conflict of mood.

　　 There is no doubt that Malfoy is often at a disadvantage.

　　 "I said Draco, can you not be so serious?" Zhang Hao said amusedly: "I never said that I would participate in Quidditch. This is just a kid's game."

　　 "Shut up!" Malfoy said shyly, "How can you say Quidditch like that? I think this is the most meaningful sport in the magical world. You don't understand Quidditch at all!"

"Really?" Zhang Hao said disapprovingly: "A group of people worked hard for a long time, but the Seeker caught the Golden Snitch and ended the game. With all due respect, this is too heroic. A team sport, but one person can do it. To offset everyone’s efforts, do you think it’s fair to others?"