NovelTags Chapter 186
Chapter 186
Chapter 186: Your Uncle.
A week after the start of the semester, Slytherin and Ravenclaw played a Quidditch match. Slytherin won.
But their score was close, which meant they had a chance to win the Quidditch House Cup. To this, Wood added Quidditch training.
Six out of seven days a week to train.
This meant that Harry only went to Lupin one day a week to learn the Patronus Charm. But he looks pretty good.
Anyway, it was like this compared to Hermione.
The consequences of choosing too many courses were finally revealed in Hermione. She had thick dark circles under her eyes, and her temper became more and more irritable.
Now except for Evan who dared to stay around her, no one would want to stay with Hermione.
“She’s like a barrel of dynamite.”
Ron whispered to Harry once.
They didn’t dare speak loudly because Hermione would teach them a lesson because they were too loud.
“But I don’t know how she got so many classes, McMillan told me that Hermione never missed a class in arithmetic divination, and Muggle studies.”
But the time for Muggle studies and divination classes was repeated, how could Hermione take divination classes while taking Muggle studies at the same time, Ron was puzzled, he wanted to ask Evan, and Evan didn’t tell him a word.
He tried to ask Hermione, but Hermione ignored him. If she asked too much, Hermione would lose her temper.
Just now, Ron was scolded by her, it was too miserable.
Harry was not involved in Ron’s spit on Hermione’s schedule.
He was rushing to write his homework and had to practice flying in the evening, and he had no time to study.
“Don’t worry so much, when it’s time to know, they’ll definitely tell us.”
Harry said without lifting his head.
This made Ron snort in displeasure. January quickly turned into February.
The cold weather hadn’t changed, and Harry was practicing Evan’s light wheel two thousand while always asking Professor McGonagall about the Firebolt.
Because their race against Ravenclaw is about to begin.
Harry and they all thought that if they had the Firebolt, they would have won.
But Harry had to ask Professor McGonagall eight times a day, and Professor McGonagall was annoyed to see him. She warned Harry that if she bothered her again, she would throw Harry’s firebolt.
This made Harry dare not ask anymore, he could only look at Professor McGonagall, expecting to make Professor McGonagall soft with his eyes. But depending on the situation, Professor McGonagall did not have any soft-heartedness, and she was still a little annoyed.
What made Harry feel even worse was that the Dementors’ defense was not as smooth as he had hoped.
Although he can release his Patronus, his Patronus is always too weak to fight off the Dementors. And he also understood that in fact, he also wanted to hear the voices of his parents and uncle, and he longed for all this. Hungry for more.
“You’re too strict with yourself, a thirteen-year-old, it’s good to do this!”
Lupin looked at him after a training session and said seriously.
Harry sat on the ground and smiled bitterly.
“I’m far from Evan.”
“You can’t compare with him, his self-regulation ability is stronger than yours, his mind is full of happiness, and your mind is full of sadness.”
Of course, it’s possible that you remember too much, but I asked Evan and he could hear a lot of voices.
“And he didn’t dwell on these griefs, he was happy to listen to your parents, but he was also able to actively fight the Dementors. You should take your time, like him. ”
Lupin sighed softly.
“I know… It’s just, I’m anxious to beat them for the next game…..”
Harry said worriedly.
Lupin shook his head.
“It’s not like that, as long as you can keep yourself conscious, and then you can fight back on the ground, there is still a chance to win.”
Harry nodded wryly.
“It seems that this is the only way to go…”
“Okay, don’t be so sad, drink a butterbeer, I brought two.”
“Oh, drink it here, don’t take it back, when the time comes to be seen by little Aven, he will definitely drink it secretly.”
Lupin said amusedly.
Harry let out a laugh, clearly thinking of what Evan had done before.
“He obviously can’t drink.”
“Yes, your uncle is like that…”
Lupin said subconsciously.
But he immediately closed his mouth.
Harry looked at him in surprise.
“You know our uncle?”
Lupin nodded awkwardly.
……
“It’s normal, he also worked as our professor for a while, and many people know him.”
Harry was even more surprised.
“He was also a professor?”
“Yes, it’s the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, who was completely unaffected by the curse of this class during his tenure. He served until we graduated… The situation was turbulent, and he resigned, saying that he wanted to spend more time with his family…”
Lupin said with memories.
Harry suddenly asked curiously, “Then my uncle can’t drink too?” ”
“Yes, he never drank in front of us… Third grade Christmas, Nishi… Someone offered him wine, which he solemnly refused. ”
“But I heard that he asked the man to bring him the wine and locked it up… In short, when the man cleaned up the office, his face was blue. ”
Lupin let out a laugh.
This made Harry want to explore the events of that time even more. But Lupin clearly didn’t want to say more.
“All right, Harry, let’s get here today! It’s time for you to rest. ”
Harry nodded disappointedly.
He got up and walked outside, and halfway there, he remembered that his wand had been forgotten in the office. He turned back again.
He saw Lupin holding a picture and looking at it stunned.
Harry knocked on the door, and the picture in Lupin’s hand fell.
Harry saw several people standing above him.
Four boys, a red-haired girl, and a young man.
The young man and his handsomeness, very much like Evan, stood there grimacing at the person outside the photo. The red-haired girl glared at the boys next to her, looking very reluctant.
What made him pay attention was that the person in the photo, he had seen most of it in a trance. Lupin quickly picked up the photo.
“What’s wrong, Harry?”
Harry looked at him anxiously.
“Professor, is there my mom and dad and my uncle up there?”
Lupin looked at his face with a sad look.
“Yes…”
“Can you give me this picture?”
Harry made a request that seemed to him also presumptuous. But he wanted to take a closer look at the picture.
“Sorry, Harry, I’ll give it to you later, but not now, sorry thousand!”