v2 Chapter 1104： Past events and everyday

Why does Snape hide this memory from the general wizard level test?

Harry's doubts grew stronger and stronger, and he looked around, and there was an inexplicable hunch and longing in his heart. .

Snape and his father are in the same grade, if this is the year of the ordinary wizard level exam site...

"There are still five minutes!" The voice scared Harry.

He turned and saw Professor Flitwick's head moving between the tables not far away.

undefinedProfessor Flitwick walked past a boy with dark, black hair, and he had very messy black hair.

Harry's heart beats so hard that he moves very fast. If there is a real shape, he will hit a few tables.

However, he seems to be sliding, like a dream, crossing two aisles and sliding forward along the third aisle.

The back of the dark boy was getting closer and closer, and he was now straight up, put down the quill, and pulled the roll of parchment toward himself, so that he could reread the answer he wrote.

Harry stopped at the table and looked down at his father at the age of fifteen.

There was a burst of excitement in his heart: it was like looking at a little bit of himself.

James's eyes are light brown, his nose is slightly longer than Harry, and there are no scars on his forehead, but both of them have the same thin face, the same mouth, the same eyebrows, and James's hair is exactly the same as Harry. It is also in the back of the head, his hands are just Harry's hands.

Harry could still see that if James stood up, their height would not be more than an inch apart.

"This is my father!" Harry looked at him.

James yawned and licked his hair and made it messier than before.

Then he glanced at Professor Flitwick, then turned around in his seat and grinned at the boys in the fourth seat behind him.

Another burst of excitement hit Harry, and he saw Sirius win a thumbs up to James.

Sirius leaned back on the chair and looked very comfortable. His body leaned back and landed on the legs of the chair.

He is very handsome, his black hair is hanging in front of his eyes, and he inadvertently brings out some elegance.

Whether it's James's hair or Harry's hair, there's never been this elegance.

Sirius has an imposing manner. Harry had only seen it in Ai Wen before, but Sirius is obviously stronger.

A girl sitting behind Sirius was watching him with anticipation, but he didn't seem to notice.

Like this girl, there are still a few girls who keep looking at Sirius.

He can really be welcomed by girls, you know, now it's an exam...

In the row where the girl was, with two seats in between, Harry was so happy that there was another squirm in his stomach, Lupin.

He looked quite pale, embarrassed, and a malnourished look was concentrating on the exam: he reread his own answer, licking his chin with a quill pen and frowning slightly.

In this way, the insect tail must be in the vicinity.

Sure enough, Harry found him between a moment: the pointed nose boy with a small head and a gray hair.

The worm's tail looked a little anxious. He held his fingernails and stared down at his test paper.

His toes squatted on the ground, and he glanced at the papers of the students at the neighboring table with hope.

Harry stared at the worm's tail for a moment, then turned his eyes to James.

Now he is scribbling on a small piece of parchment, he has already painted a golden snitch.

Now, he is drawing the two letters "l.e." What do they mean?

"Please stop the pen!" Professor Flitwick screamed and waved his wand. "It also includes you, Stebbins! When I take up the parchment, please stay in the seat! The test paper flies! "

More than a hundred rolls of parchment slammed into the air and flew into the arms of Professor Flitwick, knocking him to the ground.

Some people laughed and the hall was full of laughter.

Several students sitting at the front row of the desk got up and supported Professor Flitwick's arms and helped him up.

"Thank you, thank you!" Professor Flitwick said breathlessly. "Good, everyone, you can go!"

Harry looked down at his father. He hurriedly erased the two letters "le" he had been modifying. He jumped up and stuffed the quill and test paper into the bag, slammed the bag over his shoulder, stood there, etc. Sirius came over to meet him.

Snape was not far away. He walked between the two rows of tables toward the entrance to the foyer, still staring at his own test papers. He arched his shoulders, his movements were stiff, and the cramps were struggling. Reminiscent of spiders, greasy hair beating around the face.

A group of awkward girls separated Snape from James, Sirius and Lupin, and Harry placed himself between them, trying not to let Snape get out of his vision, while raising his ears to listen to James. A conversation with his friends.

"Do you like the tenth question, the moon face?" Sirius asked after they entered the hall.

"Too much like it!" Lupin said briskly. "It's a good question to cite five signs that identify werewolves."

"Do you think you can name all the signs?" James said in a worried tone.

"I think so," Lupin said seriously. At this time, people crowded into the front door and rushed to the sunny outside. They also walked into the crowd. "First: He sat in my In the seat. Second: He is wearing my clothes. Third: His name is Remus Lupin."

Hahaha, a burst of laughter, only the insect tail did not laugh.

"I wrote the shape of the nose and mouth, the pupil of the eye and the hairy tail." He said anxiously, "but I can't remember the other..."

"How are you so stupid, insect tail?" James said impatiently. "You have to run around with a werewolf every month, but even the werewolf."

"James, you whisper." Lupin pleaded.

This is the daily, past event between his father's four-person group.

Harry looked back at the back without worry, and Snape was still not far away, still looking at his exam questions. This is Snape's memory, and Harry can be sure that if Snape decides to stroll in other directions as soon as he goes outside, he can't follow James anymore.

However, let him take a long sigh of relief, when James and his three friends strided across the grass and went down the lake, Snape, who was still studying the papers, followed up, apparently no Make sure you are going there.

Harry had been in the distance not far from Snape, trying to keep a close eye on James and others.