HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

Harry is discharged from hospital.

Harry is back in class.

Harry no longer has a broomstick and can only use the old broomsticks provided by the school.

Lycoris paid close attention to Harry's every move.

why?

Because she knew Harry would soon have the Marauder's Map - a generous gift from the Twins.

Lycoris looked at the farce in front of her and touched the ring hanging around her neck through her clothes.

Sirius Black, we are going to meet soon, it's really exciting.

The spider scratch on Malfoy's arm has finally healed, and he took off the bandage today. Thanks to the Medical Wing White Fresh Essence, there was not a single scar on his arm.

The farce ahead was Malfoy's deliberate provocation to Harry. He put on a plain robe hat and pretended to be a dementor, making strange noises from his mouth.

Ron was very angry at his provocation, so he picked up the raw materials for potions needed for potions class on the table and threw them at them.

Lycoris watched as the big, slippery crocodile hit Malfoy in the heart and fell to the ground.

I have to say that Ron is very accurate. Maybe he can become a hitter?

Lycoris was thinking wildly, looking at Malfoy's joke.

"Mr. Weasley attacked a classmate with potion raw materials in my Potions class. Fifty points will be deducted——" Snape, the professor of Potions class, just entered the classroom and saw the farce in front of him. The sound of deducting points was already heard. Let both classes hear it.

Malfoy took out a handkerchief, wiped his face and threw it casually on the desk, then looked over with even more triumphant provocation.

Lycoris looked at Weasley and Potter and wanted to sigh.

Don't you think this is what you deserve?

You were fooling around with precious potion raw materials in the Potions Professor's class. If your points are not deducted, whose points will be deducted?

This is just like playing with food while eating, it shows no respect for food.

"Mr. Weasley, if you still want to complete the actual operation of your potion, then please-" Snape crossed his arms, looked at the red-haired boy, and said in a long tone, " Pick up the raw materials for the potion."

Ron glanced at his partner Harry, then trotted to Malfoy's seat, bent down and picked up the crocodile heart.

Later, just as Lycoris imagined, Weasley hated his father even more.

She couldn't understand it.

It's understandable that his father didn't want Harry to know that he was protecting him.

After all, he had complicated feelings towards Potter, and he didn't want to make him feel guilty at the end.

But I don't quite understand why others should hate him, especially if the entire Gryffindor hates him.

Hermione was nice, and so was Longbottom.

Dad single-handedly made both of them hate him.

"Hermione, go and see who is teaching the Defense Against the Dark Arts class today? If it's Professor Snape, then I'm going to call in sick." Ron really didn't want to look at Professor Snape anymore. There is really nothing we can do about Potions, but there is nothing I can do about Defense Against the Dark Arts?

Fortunately, the situation that Ron was worried about did not arise. This class was taught by Professor Lupine.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and everyone's good mood is getting higher and higher. The second Quidditch match is about to start, and it's almost Christmas.

December.

It's another birthday, and Licoris hasn't figured out how to celebrate it.

But the other three people are planning to celebrate her birthday in Hogsmeade in advance - mainly Pansy and Malfoy are going home for the Christmas holiday this year, and even Nott is going back to his old home.