What is the duty of the savior?

Harry was seriously thinking about this question. He was facing the ancient and tall walls of Hogwarts, staring at the huge stone bricks, with a solemn and serious face.

Behind him, Sirius in a purple wizard robe was roaring: "You snot! What gave you the right to embarrass Harry?! You made Harry drink his own potion during class ?! Don't you know that this will kill people?! Harry has completely inherited James' poor potion skills!"

The sound was so loud that it spread throughout the corridor, so the young wizards watching all turned their eyes to Harry Potter who was facing the wall.

Harry's face turned red immediately, and he made up his mind that he would never turn his back, let Professor Snape teach his unabashed godfather a lesson!

"Hmph, does the great savior only make small reports in private?" Professor Snape's silky voice made Harry shudder, he felt that his life would definitely be difficult in the future, "Speaking of Medicine class, I remember that the potion level of this professor who can transform into a black dog is also unsightly, it is really bad in the same strain."

Harry felt that he had been shot by several arrows, and Gerald was standing beside Harry, watching the two professors of the school confront each other with relish.

There was an open space between the two professors, and the young wizards around looked at them curiously or eagerly or frowning. Many of them blushed and pointed at Sirius, and then said something in a low voice. laughed.

Sirius naturally noticed the eyes of the girls around him, he waved his wand very chicly, drawing a beautiful arc in his wizard robe, raised his chin, and said to Snape opposite him: "Listen, Snape, Hogwarts is not a place for you to mess around, you gloomy guy is not suitable to be a professor at the school, I don't know why Headmaster Dumbledore trusts you so much, I think the place you should stay is that gloomy and damp basement , guarding your crucible for the rest of your life!"

Hearing this sentence, Harry was suddenly moved for some reason, God knows that these were the gentlest words his godfather had uttered to Professor Snape in the past few days.

"Well, is it really because the girl is on the side?" Gerald said while a notebook appeared in his hand, and he quickly recorded it.

Harry glanced at it silently, and was left speechless by the title of the book - Black Observation Diary of Pure-Blood Family.

"Harry!" Ron squeezed through the crowd with difficulty at this time. He came to Harry and asked curiously: "What are you doing? Why are you still here? Hermione is about to go crazy waiting for you two, and Draco Said that if you don't go there, he's going to leave. I think you'd better go there quickly."

"Ron, don't you know how to look at the atmosphere?!" Harry turned his head to look at Ron, and found that there were more freckles on his face, "Anyway, I definitely can't leave now, I want to stop someone who is watching The godfather who is always in a state of madness after Professor Snape..."

"Oh! Merlin!" Ron finally saw the two professors who were in the center of the storm. "I didn't pay attention... Well, I have been looking for you all the time... What should I do now? Harry, why don't you look for Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore?!"

——Professor Snape sneered, which immediately froze the laughter of the little girls around him, and made Ron shrug his shoulders. The tall, black-haired man looked at the person opposite him with disdain: "You think that you Can an impulsive character be a professor at Hogwarts?! If it’s not because you can’t find a replacement at the moment... Believe me, you can only enter Hogwarts when you are a certain brat!”

Harry suddenly felt a pain in his knee, while Gerald was still writing quickly, he answered Ron's question.

"What else can I do?! Professor McGonagall is in class now, and Professor Dumbledore is not in the office. The other professors are no match for these two at all. I think the only one who can effectively stop them now is Harry." Gerald carelessly As he spoke, his pen was still moving quickly on the paper.

"Whoa, Gerald, how did you know that?"

"Gerald is in control of all the professors' movements," Harry said feebly, and he finally turned around, ready to face his sad fate: "Even in the present situation, Gerald is in class Tell me."

——Professor Snape's words completely hit Professor Black's sore foot, Professor Black shook his wand fiercely, his eyes became dangerous, "Listen, snot, you'd better take back your words, I think I will It's perfect for Hogwarts, it's my forever home."

Harry sighed, ignored the situation on the field, looked at Ron and said, "You just said to find Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore, I thought of it at the first time, but Gerald pierced me idea."

"Gerald...well, I know I shouldn't ask, but I still want to ask! How on earth do you know the whereabouts of the professors, and...these two professors will meet?!" Ron's eyes sparkled He looked at Gerald brightly, trying to know how Gerald knew the secret of the whereabouts of the professors, and when he wanted to do something...or frame someone...

"Ron, I'm just observing," Gerald said calmly, "I have every professor's schedule in Hogwarts, I also know the distribution of classrooms and offices, and the secret passages in Hogwarts I also understand almost the same. By the way, the behavior style of each professor is also the object of my observation."

Gerald glanced at Ron, who was a little dazed, and continued: "For example, in the current situation, my previous speculation is that there is an 80.00% possibility that it will happen. After all, Professor Snape will usually be at this point in time. Go to the library through this corridor, the frequency is usually two weeks or one month. At this time, our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will finish the course and return to his office on the third floor through this corridor Then, through the calculation of the ratio and the simulation of the behavior and personality of the two professors, the possibility of them meeting will increase. Once they meet, the consequences will be... Well, I guess there are five situations. Just give me some time to figure it out."

Ron was completely speechless, he put his shoulder to Harry's, and said in a low voice, "I really shouldn't count on my own IQ," and under Harry's helpless gaze, Ron looked at Harry. The two professors had a flash of inspiration: "Okay, Harry, now that Gerald can't intervene in the struggle between these two professors, I think we'd better solve one of them quickly. Don't forget that Professor McGonagall told you hope!"

Harry twitched the corner of his mouth, and he looked at Ron: "Do you have any ideas?"

"I think as long as you rush up and hug Professor Black, and then quickly say a few good words, maybe you only need to be ridiculed by Professor Snape in the end, this matter will probably be resolved!" Ron's intuition is always so sharp.

"..." Harry was silent for a while, "Then what are you doing, Ron?" Did you come here just to look for us? !Isn't that my friend Ron, why should I dedicate myself to quelling this fight? !

"Of course I'm watching!" Ron said without hesitation.

"..."

Harry took a deep breath to suppress the feeling of vomiting blood in his heart.

At this time, the two professors in the middle of the corridor finally took out their wands. Professor Snape squinted his eyes, with a sneer on his lips. He was obviously planning a big move, and Professor Black was obviously not that easy to deal with. He walked back and forth a few steps, his posture was so chic, it won the screams of the girls around him, and the eyes of some boys brightened.

"Today, I will definitely ask you to detour when you see me in the future! Snotluck!" Professor Black shouted.

"Hmph, a dead dog!" Professor Snape was not threatened at all.

Harry felt his eyes go dark, but the young wizards around him became excited. Affected by the atmosphere in the arena, they were excited and nervous at the same time. Many girls turned pale, but their eyes brightened even more.

"Godfather—!!" Harry yelled.

He finally decided that it would be better to perform the following savior's duties.

The moment Black looked over, Harry pushed Gerald beside him hard towards Professor Snape, and he jumped towards his godfather almost at the same time.

Gerald's strength is obviously not as strong as Harry who practiced Quidditch every week. He was pushed and staggered a few times, and almost fell into Professor Snape's arms-but our potions professor reacted extremely quickly He stepped back a few steps the moment Gerald bumped into him, and the black robe spread out, so Gerald was covered by the black robe head-on.

Fortunately, Gerald has a good sense of balance. After grabbing the Potions Professor's black robe, he finally maintained his balance. Facing Professor Snape's fierce eyes, Gerald smiled and said, "Good morning, Professor , why don't you go to the library..."

On the opposite side, Harry had already hugged Professor Black tightly, looked up at his godfather's handsome chin and shouted: "Godfather, why don't you go back to prepare lessons soon?! Don't forget the words of Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore. Tell me!"

Under the intervention of the two first-year students, the young wizards around saw that there was no excitement, and many of them sighed regretfully, and then a voice suddenly came in from outside the crowd: "What are you all doing here?" ?!"

Professor McGonagall!

Harry felt like crying when he heard the voice.

The little wizards around immediately scattered like birds and beasts, revealing the figure of Professor McGonagall.

Looking at Professor McGonagall who was wearing a green wizard robe, the two male professors also fell silent at this moment. Professor Snape stretched out his hand, pulled back the corner of the robe still in Gerald's hand, snorted, and immediately turned away people.

Harry also quickly let go of his godfather, and under Professor McGonagall's stern gaze, he pulled Ron past him and ran away very spinelessly.Gerald shrugged, and disappeared while Professor Black was stunned by his godson's actions.

Almost just breathing, only Professor McGonagall and Professor Black were left in the corridor!

Sirius looked at Professor McGonagall in a state of anger who was approaching him step by step, and his face began to turn blue.

"Wait, Professor McGonagall, I can explain—"

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