Harry Potter and Master of Magic

　　 Zhang Hao and Lilith talked for a while, then wiped out the books in the wooden house, and then they were about to return to the castle.

　　 Before leaving, he turned around and glanced at Lilith, and subconsciously asked, "Would you like to go back to the castle with me?"

　　 The beautiful half-blood demon sat on the tree trunk again. She hummed an unknown tune, with a touch of melancholy in the calmness.

　　 "No!" She smiled and said: "The human world may not tolerate me. Just as you fear me, I also fear humans."

　　 Zhang Hao fell silent when he heard the words. If Lilith hadn't lied, she would really have answered the old saying: People are afraid of ghosts for three points, and ghosts are afraid of people for seven points.

　　 Lilith is sitting on a tree trunk, swinging her white legs, it's hard to believe that she has lived for hundreds of years.

　　 But Zhang Hao can see from her the vague loneliness and the melancholy that is not understood...

　　 He sighed inwardly, turned around and stepped into the tree hole.

　　……

　　 Christmas is coming, which also means that the holidays are coming.

　　 One morning, Hogwarts woke up from his dream.

　　 The snow on its body makes it look like it is wearing a thick layer of cotton.

　　 The twin brothers of the Weasley family used magic to control the snowball to chase Quirrell around, and finally hit the back of his turban with a snowball.

　　 Zhang Hao watched this scene happen, really sweating for them in his heart.

　　He calmly added a force to the snowball, which was like an iron ball, knocking down Quirrell's turban.

　　 Qi Luo was stunned by the smash, but he picked up the turban as quickly as possible and covered it on his head.

　　 But it's too late, many people have already seen that face.

　　 After all, he is the focus at the moment. Who would turn a blind eye to him?

　　 "Oh! What's on the back of Professor Quirrell's head? That's the real reason why he wears a turban, right?"

　　 "I didn't see clearly, he blocked it too fast!"

　　 "Yes! I can only see half of it, it seems to be a face without nose and eyes. I guess it must be a tattoo. I have seen a tattoo like that on the streets of London."

　　 "It turns out that Professor Quirrell has this kind of hobby. It is really rare among wizards who like tattoos."

　　 Zhang Hao has some regrets, that face seems to take some time to bulge up. Before it bulged, it collapsed like a mask.

　　 It seems that wanting to expose Lao Fu, it will be impossible for a while.

　　 is also tolerant of the old, otherwise at least one person will have to pay the price of his life today.

　　 Quirrell stammered to the Weasley brothers. In order to maintain the character, he still pretended to be very cowardly.

　　 In the end, it was Professor McGonagall’s intervention that the Weasley brothers were punished insignificantly.

　　 Quirrell’s personal settings have not collapsed, and Lao Fu has not been exposed, and the lives of the Weasley brothers have also been guaranteed.

　　 Everyone looks happy, but I don’t know if Lao Fu has any grudges.

　　 Zhang Hao suddenly felt a little worried, what if Lao Fu found him doing tricks and attacked him secretly?

　　This kind of worry only lasted for a moment, because he had confidence in his own strength.

　　 Besides, Lao Fu hadn't been able to kill Harry for so long, obviously he didn't have the conditions to kill casually.

　　 This incident was quickly forgotten, and Slytherin and Gryffindor were about to take the last potions class before the holiday.

　　 The weather is getting colder and colder, and it is not very warm in the basement.

　　 As long as he opens his mouth, there will be a cloud of white air in front of him.

　　 In order to see the situation in the cauldron clearly, the students had to get as close as possible to the cauldron. Sometimes the potion would be splashed on the face, and the hot skin would hurt.

　　 "I'm so sorry for some people!" Draco Malfoy said in the potions class: "They have to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas because the family doesn't want them."

　　 He looked at Harry when he said this, and Zhang Hao did hear a trace of sympathy in his tone.

　　 Draco seems to have changed. Although he is still very bearish, but at least not too much.

Well! During this period of time he was terrified by Zhang Hao!

　　 Because as long as he does something wrong, Zhang Hao will criticize him.

　　 Harry gave Draco a blank look, and went on to deploy the potion again.

　　 "You idiot, you really don't open which pot to lift which pot." Zhang Hao said helplessly: "Use your brain before you speak!"

　　 "Cut!" Draco threw a handful of powder into the cauldron and said disdainfully: "It's enough to use your brain, you are so smart, you can definitely solve everything by yourself. Isn't it?"

　　 He hates Zhang Hao, just like Ron hated Hermione before.

　　 Zhang Hao laughed blankly, and said casually: "I'm afraid your brain gets rusty, so you won't be able to tell Parvati and Padma. Oh! I forgot, you couldn't tell at all."

"One of them is Gryffindor and the other is Ravenclaw. I have nothing to do with them!" Draco said with a frown, "You are a Slytherin, can you not get involved with people from other colleges? Relationship? Make yourself like a traitor!"

"I am a student of Hogwarts first, and Slytherin second. Isn't it?" Zhang Hao said disapprovingly: "Besides, true pride is buried in your bones. You put it on your face and it becomes arrogant. Great, UU reading www.uukanshu.com understand?"

　　 "Arrogant?" Draco said disapprovingly, "So what?"

　　 "Humility makes people progress, pride makes people regress." Zhang Hao kindly said: "Child! Will your magic be stronger than Dumbledore? When do you think he is arrogant?"

　　 Draco was silent for a moment, then suddenly reacted and exclaimed angrily: "Who do you call a child?"

　　 "Draco!"

　　 Before Zhang Hao could reply, he heard Snape's roar.

　　 Draco's voice was so loud that he had disturbed the Dark Lord in the Potions class.

　　 He looked at Snape in fear, and whispered to Zhang Hao, "Help me! He will kill me!"

　　 "No! No!" Zhang Hao replied in a low voice, "Don't worry! He is a calm man, he won't get crazy and even kill himself. Watch it! He will definitely not deduct points."

　　 Draco obviously didn't believe it, he was weeping, waiting for Snape's trial.

　　 The facts were as Zhang Hao expected, Snape was really a calm man.

　　 He scolded Draco severely, but in the end he didn't deduct Slytherin's points.

　　 On the Gryffindor side, Ron said in disbelief: "Oh my God! He has never been so tolerant to us Gryffindor. He is so selfish!"

　　 "This is not the first day you know," Harry said grumpily, "We have no choice but to find evidence of his stealing before he can be driven away from Hogwarts."

　　 "Yes!" Ron first agreed, and then said frustratedly: "But we have been searching for so long, and even Nicole LeMay is not known."

　　 "Let's go to the library again today," Harry said vigorously, "In order to get rid of Snape, we must know who Nicol LeMay is."