Unlike Elaine, who has been looking forward to Hogwarts, Harry has the opposite idea.
He is still immersed in the Norwegian incident. For the first time in his life, he no longer looks forward to returning to Hogwarts. Returning to school means returning to Umbridge's dictatorship. She must forcibly pass the 10 decrees to sanction them. Or ask him and Ivan where the holiday went, and then there is no Quidditch match.
As the exam approaches, the amount of work is likely to increase again.
If there was d.a. and autumn to support him, Harry thought he might ask Sirius to let him leave Hogwarts and stay at Grimmauld Place.
He should go back, and autumn is waiting for him. This time, he must seize the opportunity to get her out, then...
undefinedHarry encouraged himself, but one thing happened on the last day of the holiday, making him really afraid to go back to school.
This matter is related to Snape, about his teaching of brain closure.
"Harry!" Mrs. Weasley put her head into their bedroom, and Harry was playing chess with Ron, and I watched Evan, Hermione, Ginny, Elaine, and Crook Hill. "You come to the kitchen." How about it? Professor Snape has something to say to you."
"What?!" Harry didn't respond for a moment.
His car is fighting fiercely with Ron's pawn, and he is excited to cheer him up.
"Professor Snape is in the kitchen, he wants to talk to you." Mrs. Weasley repeated it.
"It must be about brain closure, go, Harry!" said Aven.
Harry hesitated and stood up. Elaine had taken over his position, and next to her, Hermione managed to control the Crook Mountain.
It stunned everyone's negligence and jumped on the board with joy, and the pieces screamed and fled.
Snape
"Professor Snape, dear!" said Mrs. Weasley, blaming. "Come on, he said he can't wait long."
Harry looked back at everyone and then seemed to go to the guillotine and walked out with Mrs. Weasley.
He knows about it, but he has not been ready until now.
Dumbledore said that the connection between Voldemort and Harry was also very harmful to his own soul, and he might not do that.
But to be on the safe side, Harry had to learn brain closure to completely eliminate this hidden danger.
This is a very unpopular witchcraft branch. Ivan has deliberately studied it for so many years and is just getting started. He can barely let him guard against the glimpse of Dumbledore.
Snape is the expert of this spell, he can completely close his brain and heart.
Neither Dumbledore nor Voldemort would know from him any secrets he wanted to hide.
Therefore, in theory, let Snape teach Harry brain closure is the best choice.
Sirius also said that he would talk to Snape and let him teach Harry with his heart.
A minute or two later, Harry pushed the kitchen door open and saw Sirius and Snape sitting at the long table, screaming in the opposite direction.
The silence is full of dislike of each other, and there is obviously a failed conversation between them.
"Yeah." Harry reported his presence.
Snape turned his back and a face was set in a black curtain of oil.
"Sit down, Potter."
"I said!" Sirius leaned back, lifted the chair, and said loudly to the ceiling, "Don't give orders here, Snape, this is my home, I hope you can understand this."
Snape didn't refute, and there was an ugly red tide on his pale face.
Harry sat down next to Sirius, staring at Snape across the table.
"I should have talked to you alone, Potter!" Snape's mouth showed a usual sneer, "But Black..."
"I am his godfather." Sirius is bigger. "I want to talk to you about teaching Harry."
"Small voice, Black, I came from Dumbledore's life and had to accept this unpleasant errand." Snape said, the voice became more and more sinister and looked at Harry unwillingly. "Not on your face, of course, if you are willing to listen, please stay, I know you like to have a sense of participation."
Sirius stared at him slyly, and Snape was when he did not exist.
"The principal asked me to inform you, Potter, who wants you to study cerebral occlusion in this semester."
"I know, I used to live with Ai Literature..."
"It seems that Mr. Master does not teach you how to close your brain, otherwise it will not happen this time, is it?!" Snape said disdainfully, "You receive a single counseling week, you can't tell anyone, Don't take the things that teach you to tell others, especially don't tell Mason, understand?"
"Understand." Harry hesitated and said reluctantly.
"Very good!" Snape stood up and continued to ignore Sirius. He didn't seem to be waiting for more than a moment. "I am waiting for you at my office at 6 pm on Monday, Potter, if anyone asks, It is said that it is a potion class tutoring. To be honest, anyone who has seen you in my class will not deny that it is necessary."
He turned and left, and the black travel cloak blew a wind.
"Wait a minute." Sirius said as he sat up straight, and Snape turned to look at him and sneered.
"I am very busy, Black!"
"Then let me talk straight." Sirius stood up. He was much taller than Snape. Harry noticed that Snape's hand was tightening in the cloak pocket. He suspected that he must have held his wand. Handle, "You understand, Snape, if I hear you teach Harry to close the brain, I will find you."
"How touching!" Snape sneered. "But you must find Potter to be like his father?"
"Not bad." Sirius said proudly.
"Then you should know that he is arrogant and criticizes him like a slap in the face." Snape said sleekly.
Sirius pushed the chair away and strode toward Snape, pulling out his wand.
Snape also showed his wand and the two were in an open frame.
Sirius's face was blue, and Snape was counting, and his eyes swept between Sirius's face and the tip of the stick.
The two had already played many times in Hogwarts before, that is, the half year when Sirius took over from Lu Ping.
Therefore, they know each other very well. In general, Snape is stronger than Sirius.
In the ten years since the Sirius strength regressed, his strength has increased rapidly.
But considering the Sirius combat style, especially in this small space, once played, Snape can't take much advantage.