The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Chapter 243 Sneaking out of Hogwarts, a regretful decision (3)

"Tch! You can pretend to be cool." The little witch pouted and underestimated her in anger.

But none of this affected Anthony. He put away his wand, jumped off the stone, and continued to say to them: "I have completely mastered the Fire Curse, and I have also merged it with the Patronus Charm. Now the flames have completely It's under my control, and I'm going to give this magic I invented a new name."

"Oh!" Hermione said flatly.

"Uh-" Anthony touched his head. He didn't seem to have offended Hermione. Why was he so cold?

But before he had time to think about it, a honest voice came from beside him.

"Did you do that? Anthony." Hagrid walked over and pointed at the ice sculpture outside the forest and said excitedly.

"Yes!"

"That's awesome." He patted Anthony's shoulder cheerfully, "Ten points from Gryffindor."

And with Hagrid's hearty laughter, the class finally came to an end.

The little wizards walked along the mountain road, crossed the trestle, and ran towards the auditorium in a swarm.

I don't blame them, it's just too cold outside.In addition, Anthony also built a large ice sculpture, and the surrounding temperature dropped crazily. Of course, they couldn't stand it.

"Do you have any plans for Christmas?" Sitting on the long Gryffindor table in the auditorium, Ron, Harry and the others started chatting about tomorrow's holiday while holding the hot tea that suddenly appeared on the table.

"I don't have any plans. I don't want to go back this year." Anthony took a sip of strong tea and said calmly.

He had read less than a tenth of the books in the Room of Requirement.

It's the most passionate time.How could you be willing to leave?

And after reading more than a dozen books, he finally understood why that house gave him so many ancient magic books.

At that time, he was thinking about the magic of love in the corridor, hoping that someone could answer him. This need successfully opened the Room of Requirement.

And each of those books has a record of the magic of love. Although most of them are simply mentioned in one stroke, or "what is the most magic that exists in the magic world", etc., are vague descriptions, they do all explain love. magical.

Moreover, the magic books that record the magic of love are the most top-notch, most profound, and the most in-depth study of magic.This is why all the ancient and powerful books appear.

"Will the Queen agree?" Hermione also asked, holding tea. There was indescribable fatigue on her face, especially her eyes, with thick dark circles, which had almost become her trademark. If she walked in London On the street, the onlookers who didn’t know what was happening probably thought that this little girl was a punk master!

'Bang' Anthony slammed the table and said, "Can't I rebel once?"

"Haha -" Hermione sneered, "Aren't you rebellious enough?"

"Ron, where are you?" She turned around and asked Ron again.

"Me? I'm not going back." Ron said.

"What about yourself?" Anthony asked, facing Hermione.

"I'm still thinking about it," she said, and looked at Anthony with a meaning she didn't know before.

But when they were questioned by Dumbledore during the summer vacation, Ron told them all the adventures they had taken.

Including an 'adventure' that goes on every Christmas.

She didn't know if they would get into any trouble this year, so Hermione planned to stay in school this year as well.

Everyone in the auditorium was chatting with great interest, except for Harry, who seemed to have something on his mind. He kept frowning and kept away from them.

Ten minutes later, lunch ended, and after the last herbal medicine class, the little wizards finally officially had a holiday.

In the Gryffindor common room, many wizards were saying goodbye to each other. The train leaving Hogwarts would leave for London early tomorrow morning.

It was their last day at Hogwarts this term.

At night Anthony climbed into bed early in the morning, where he had not slept for a month.

He planned to have a good night's rest tonight and start studying hard tomorrow, because he found that his current reading speed was too slow. He only read one-tenth of it in a month, and there were less than six months left before the end of third grade. Months, which means that he will not finish reading those books until the end of this school year.

This is not possible, we must speed up.

A large cabinet of stimulants and supplements has been prepared, and he plans to work hard without sleep.

After a dreamless night, Anthony got up early the next morning. This was the biological clock he had developed in the past month. It should only be around five o'clock in the morning.

But what he didn't expect was that when he turned around, he saw Harry staring at him with wide eyes.

Can you imagine?

Early in the morning!You just opened your eyes and turned around to see a person staring at you...

Anthony's little heart almost stopped with fear.

"You're going to die! Damn!" He was so angry that he almost pointed at Harry's nose and cursed.

"I had another dream." Harry said as calmly as a robot.

He said: "I saw a valley, a ruins, and my mother was standing in front of the ruins."

"Valley? Ruins? Is it Godric's Hollow?" Anthony frowned.

How did Voldemort escape to Godric's Hollow?

and...

He looked deeply at Harry, and from the tired look in his eyes, Anthony knew that Harry had been in contact with Voldemort recently.

This is very bad.

Not only was there the possibility of being noticed by Voldemort, such frequent contact would subtly change Harry's personality. He didn't want his savior to become Voldemort's deputy in the end.

"You really know what's right, don't you!" Harry suddenly became excited. He stared at Anthony, "You all know it, but you just hide it from me. This is the case for Professor Dumbledore, and the same is true for Sirius."

"I wrote to him. I sent a dozen letters, and every time I received a reply, there were some words of comfort. Every time."

"Am I just a child who will never grow up in your eyes?"

"Maybe - Harry, you are indeed still a child." Anthony slowly stood up and sat on the edge of the bed. He asked softly: "You have discovered that what you saw was actually what Tom saw, right?"

"Yeah." Harry said.

"Then you know what this means?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"Stupid! Since you can get into Tom's mind, why can't he get into yours?" Anthony was persuasive. "Can you guarantee that what you see is real? Voldemort didn't lure you out deliberately. So I let you see it?”

"I-" Harry was speechless.

He discovered very early on that what he was seeing was actually Voldemort's perspective.He had been speculating for months.

As his practice continued to deepen, those sounds and pictures made him more and more suspicious that what he was seeing was Voldemort.

But he never thought that it would be fake, let alone that Voldemort would let him see it on purpose.

"Rationally speaking, you should stay at Hogwarts and stop thinking wildly, let alone try to enter Voldemort's mind."

Hearing this, Harry lowered his eyes and did not refute. Everything Anthony said was correct, but being correct did not mean that he would choose to do so.

If he goes to class obediently, then he is no longer Harry Potter.

"What about irrationality?" Harry asked suddenly.

"What do you want to do? Harry, do you want to run to stop Voldemort? Or do you want to run to die?"

"No!" Harry yelled, "I'm not stupid! I just want to see my mother from a distance. I know you must have a way to leave the castle and go to that valley. Please Anthony, we are friends!" "

Harry rushed over and held Anthony's shoulders. He looked at him sincerely, hoping that Anthony could help him complete this matter.

His expression was so serious, even a little pleading, that Anthony simply couldn't refuse.

Anthony sighed: "If there is another way, I am not willing to let you take the risk."

"But - the boring daily life of the academy is indeed too ordinary. Let me tell you, it's just this time!" He stretched out his index finger and made a 'one' sign.

"Thank you, Anthony!" Harry jumped with joy.

Anthony felt much more relaxed when he saw him so happy: "Okay, let's change clothes, wash up and eat first."

————“Ahem!”

At this moment, another voice came from the dormitory, coming from Ron's bed.

"I hope that next time you plot, you can remember another good friend." He also climbed up and stared at Anthony and Harry with dissatisfaction.

Of course, it wasn't just Ron who woke up, Seamus and Neville also heard Anthony's conversation.

"Tch, when you violate school rules, you are always the fastest Weasley, and you always say that I led you." Anthony stared at him with a half-smile.

"I didn't lie. It was indeed you who brought it."

"Then don't go this time."

"Okay! Then I'll go see if Professor McGonagall is awake!" Ron muttered, looking like he was about to go out.

"Oops! Weasley, you are floating!" Anthony took out his wand and stared at him maliciously, "I still want to make a report. Believe it or not, I will petrify you for a holiday."

"Ahem! It's just a joke." Ron smiled shyly, looked at Anthony's fierce eyes, and shrank his neck involuntarily.

"cut!"

Anthony and Harry looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

And what about the other two friends in the dormitory?

Neville was the first to look up, "I don't know, I didn't hear anything, I-I'm not awake yet?" After that, he got back into the quilt.

As for Seamus, he didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, and he didn't know whether he was awake or not.

However, Anthony ignored him. This time they would be back soon and the professor would not find out.

The three of them changed their clothes, had breakfast, and then quietly slipped out of the Gryffindor lounge.

In the corridor, Anthony ran forward with Harry and Ron.

"Um, Anthony, where are we going?" Harry looked at him doubtfully. Shouldn't they sneak out of the castle at this time?

Why do you still want to escape inside the castle?

"Look at me!" he said.

After a while, the three of them came to a tapestry with a troll club beating silly Barnabas.

In the empty corridor, Anthony began to mutter to himself and walked back and forth three times.

"I want to leave the castle."

"I want to leave the castle."

"I want to leave the castle."