Chapter 315 Hurting Scar

Andy waved his hand, stopping Hermione from continuing.

"Let's wait and see!" Andy said.

Snape's signals were obvious, he knew Harry hated him, so he was staring at Harry with an undisguised menacing gaze, obviously trying to send Harry some message.

Telling Harry to watch out for him!

Although this was just Andy's guess, Andy felt that this should be the truth.

But it was good to know this kind of thing in one's heart, there was no need to say it out loud.

Snape was a little nauseous.

He didn't know what was wrong with Andy's mind that he had been staring at him as soon as he entered the Great Hall. That unabashedly curious gaze made Snape uncomfortable.

But he didn't want to avert his gaze because it would look as if he was afraid of Andy.

That was such a strange desire to win amongst men.

Dumbledore apparently also noticed the 'silent contest' between Andy and Snape, he winked towards Andy and gave him an encouraging look back.

When everyone had arrived, Dumbledore got up and spoke a couple of words before announcing the start of the feast.

Andy turned sideways and looked at Snape as Snape looked down at his dinner.

Snape seemed exasperated!

"Andy ... are you looking at Professor Snape?" Cho Chang asked with some confusion.

Andy's abnormality naturally attracted the attention of others.

After all, when everyone was bragging, Andy was the only one looking towards the professor's table, it was hard not to attract attention.

What a brave soul!

Cho Chang felt that Andy might have a miserable second half of the school year!

"No?"

Andy decided to let Snape off the hook for now, after all, it was best if no one else knew about Snape.

"I was just looking around." Andy laughed.

On the other hand, Snape was hugely relieved.

He averted his gaze and gave Harry an eerie death stare while he was looking at him, then stopped paying attention to anyone and dined alone.

Snape's purpose had clearly been accomplished, though.

Because Harry had managed to pick up his signal.

"Hiss!"

Harry let out a low cry of pain as he covered his forehead, his expression slightly twisted from the pain.

"Harry, is your scar hurting again?" Ron asked with a mumble as he grabbed a chicken leg in one hand.

"Hmm…! It hurts just like it did the last two times!" Harry said with a grimace.

"Erm!" Ron flushed oddly and looked a little scared.

He said, "Harry, is this just an accident?"

Since the beginning of their enrolment, Ron and Harry had been an inseparable pair of best friends.

In the past year and a half, Harry's scar had hurt a total of two times.

The first time was because of Quirrell and the second time was because of Percy.

Since both times the pain was short-lived, and since Harry himself was inexperienced, he didn't pay too much attention to it.

However, both proved to be related to Voldemort.

So Harry had learnt that whenever the lightning bolt-shaped scar on his forehead hurt, it meant that a power related to Voldemort had infiltrated Hogwarts and had appeared in front of him.

And this time, it was because of Snape!

"Harry~" Ron's voice trembled, he had no appetite now.

Last term, Voldemort had controlled his brother Percy with a dark magic item, and then Percy had controlled him with an Imperius Curse.

That night, if Andy hadn't stopped him along with Harry, he might have left Hogwarts with the dark magic item.

Ron had had several nightmares in a row this Christmas.

Harry stole a glance at Snape and was relieved to see that Snape wasn't paying attention to him.

"Ron! It wasn't an accident or a hallucination!"

Harry said seriously, "Snape must have some involvement with Voldemort, he may have defected to Voldemort."

Ron winced at the name Voldemort.

"Then what do we do?"

Ron had completely turned into a good boy, "He seems to be on to you! Harry, we should tell Professor Dumbledore."

"But we have no proof!" Harry mumbled in a dejected manner.

He couldn't go to Dumbledore and report a professor ... who was also the Head of Slytherin House, just because the scar on his forehead hurt a little.

Unless Dumbledore was insane, Harry didn't think Dumbledore would believe him.

"What then?" Ron uttered with some fear.

He and Harry were friends, and since Snape had set his sights on Harry, there was no way he would let him off easily, right?

Both Snape; and Voldemort behind Snape, made Ron terrified.

"Harry! I think we should tell Professor Dumbledore, even if we have no proof!"

Ron said with a sad face, "That way, even if Snape manages to kill us, Dumbledore will know who the murderer is."

Ron might be ordinary, but he wasn't going to run away because of fear, nor would he abandon his friends.

"Ron!"

Harry was touched, and he suggested, "Besides informing Dumbledore, I think we can ask Andy for help. He's very powerful, and that night, I saw his magic with my own eyes."

Speaking of this, Harry was still a little embarrassed.

As a wizard, it was unbelievable that he had only thrown stones towards Voldemort that night and didn't get to use a single spell at all.

He didn't know what was wrong with him that day.

His forehead hurt and his brain was a mess. Apart from rescuing Ron, he couldn't think of anything, much less the spells he had learnt.

In contrast, Andy's performance was much more heroic.

Whether it was subduing Ron, knocking out Filch, or fighting against Voldemort's ghost, Andy showed decisive judgement, as well as great strength.

In the battle that night, Andy didn't even move a bit, and there wasn't a speck of dust on his wizard robe.

If everyone hadn't been saying that he was the one who defeated Voldemort, Harry would have believed that Andy was more of a saviour of the wizarding world than he was.

"Okay…! That's a good idea."

Ron said approvingly, "It would be nice if we had all our classes next term with Ravenclaw."

He didn't remember what happened that night, but Harry had told him about it several times.

Harry even thought that Andy was more powerful than some of the professors. Because Harry had noticed that Dumbledore treated Andy differently than he did the others.

There was a kind of ...

Harry couldn't put it into words, he felt that Dumbledore was a bit wary of Andy ... but that was ridiculous!

"Let's wait until tomorrow!"

Harry whispered, "Let's not discuss it yet."

"Fine!" Ron nodded, then said with a bitter look on his face, "Harry, you really should talk about it later. I don't have any appetite at all right now, I feel like I can't eat anything."

Harry shrugged helplessly.

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