Chapter 148 Snape was bitten by a dog Harry followed Professor McGonagall back to the Great Hall. He just did a simple check-up, but it still took a lot of time and he missed the sorting ceremony. There were already a few new faces sitting at the Gryffindor table. When Harry returned to the table, he saw Ron picking at his body as if he had lice. "What are you looking for?" Harry asked, taking the seat next to Ron. "Harry, do you remember Scabbers following me when I got off the train?" Ron showed a painful and thoughtful expression. "I can't find it. What's worse is that the last memory I have of it is my mother handing it to me out of the train window." After that, he no longer paid attention to his mouse and didn't even know when he lost it.
"It usually sleeps in the pocket of my wizard robe," said Ron. "How could it suddenly disappear?" "Maybe you left it in your luggage," Harry said. "Go back to the dormitory and look through your luggage." "Are you looking for something?" At this time, Neville suddenly leaned over and said, "I have a lot of experience in finding things. Would you like to hear my advice?" Ron thought about it and realized that what Neville said was indeed true, so he nodded and said, "Then you tell me." "My advice is, don't look for it!" Neville said, "The more you try to find it, the harder it will be to find it, but when you give up looking for it, it may suddenly appear in front of you one day!" "What kind of advice is that?" Ron grumbled a few words; he really had feelings for Scabbers. Considering Banban's recent behavior, he even wanted to shed a few tears. "Poor Scabbers, he's so old." Ron said dejectedly, "Maybe it sensed that its end was near and didn't want to make me sad, so it ran out and found a place to quietly greet death." "Oh! What a terrible Scabbers." Harry felt sad for his good friend. "We should hold a memorial service for him some other day." "That's fine." Ron accepted the suggestion. After Harry comforted his friend, he focused on what Professor Dumbledore was saying. It was still the same old routine, the only two changes were the reminder that there would be Dementors stationed in the school this year, and the introduction of the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Lupin, and the two new assistants, Gibberne and Hagrid. Just as he was listening bored, he suddenly felt something rubbing against his feet. Harry looked down and saw that it was Professor Lupin's big black dog. At this time, the big black dog had recovered and was no longer trembling and shaking as it was on the train.
"hello!" Harry had a good impression of Professor Lupin, and because he loved him, he was naturally enthusiastic about the big black dog. He rubbed the big black dog's head, then took two chicken legs from Ron's plate and gave them to it. "It seems to like you very much." Ron said, "When you fainted before, it was squatting beside you, as if it was taking care of you." is it? Harry also noticed that the big black dog was looking at his face, and there seemed to be a hint of nostalgia and sadness in his eyes. This was not the first time Harry had seen that look. Sometimes Professor Snape would reveal this emotion when he looked at himself. Harry immediately developed a sense of closeness and trust towards the big black dog. "Come on, sit next to me!" Harry squeezed to the other side and held the big black dog between himself and Ron. The big black dog was clearly enjoying the experience, wagging its tail happily. The banquet continued, with Harry and Ron sitting at the same table with the dog. "Come to think of it, Professor Snape came here just now." Ron's mouth was full of food, and it was hard to tell that he was still sad about Scabbers a few minutes ago. "He was very worried about your fainting and asked you to come to his office when you have time." When Ron said Snape's name, the big black dog, who was happily eating a chicken leg, suddenly stopped all movements. Then he heard Harry's answer. "Okay, I'll go tomorrow." Harry said, "I feel bad for making the professor worry about me." "Snape is a little too nice to you," said Ron. "It's almost like he treats you like his son." Ok? The big black dog suddenly had a bad premonition. "He was really nice to me." Harry thought of the scene in Snape's dream he had seen last year. He said: "Although he can't really be my father, if he wants to be my godfather, I don't have any objection." With a snap, the chicken bone in the big black dog's mouth fell to the ground. At this moment, Harry's real godfather, Sirius Black, felt like his home had been stolen.
What on earth happened during all those years he was in Azkaban!? The big black dog suddenly raised its head and looked towards Snape, who was communicating with Professor McGonagall with an expressionless face in the guest of honor seat. Perhaps its gaze was so intense that Snape even sensed its prying. Then Snape turned his head and saw a big black dog staring at him next to Harry at the Gryffindor table. He looked at the big black dog, then quickly looked away. Today is really weird, Snape thought, he was glared at by the dog for no reason. Sirius was even more annoyed by this. The sense of crisis in his heart has reached an unprecedented level. Fortunately, I came to Hogwarts with Lupin this time. Otherwise Harry ran away with someone else and he didn't even know it! "Oh, now I remember that Snape left a bottle of potion for you." Ron slapped his forehead and took out a bottle of potion from his pocket. "This potion has a calming effect. He asked me to pass it to you, but I accidentally forgot it, haha!" He handed the potion to Harry, who held out his hand to take it. at this time-- The big black dog suddenly stretched out its claws and slapped the potion to the ground. The glass potion bottle shattered into pieces when it hit the ground, and the potion inside immediately spilled all over the floor. "You--" Harry didn't know what to say for a moment. During this moment of hesitation, the big black dog jumped off the bench and ran towards Professor Lupin. It didn't even look back, as if it had made up its mind. …… What happened in Gryffindor House did not attract anyone else's attention. At the Hufflepuff table, Bruce was concentrating intently, eavesdropping on the conversation between the professors. Dumbledore is talking to Professor Gale. "So, Gryffindor is still sealed in that room?" Gale frowned and asked, "Ravenclaw has no intention of releasing him at all?" "No." Dumbledore said calmly, "According to Ms. Ravenclaw's original words, Mr. Gryffindor has seen a thousand years more than them. He deserves to sleep a few more months now." "Then you can't let him out yourself?" Gale cut the steak in front of him, "After all, he is the founder of your former college." "I can not do it." Dumbledore shook his head, "The magic used by Ms. Ravenclaw is something I have never seen before. It is a completely new form of magic."
"A brand new magic?" Gail immediately took this to heart, and he said to himself, "I'll try it some other day." The conversation ended here and Bruce stopped eavesdropping. He turned his attention back to his surroundings and noticed that Katum had not returned yet. The dead owl was guilty and flew away to who knows where. Bruce secretly glanced at Cedric who was having his meal and felt a little sorry for this senior. After learning about the concept of isotopes, he quickly thought of the concept of two Batmen that Katum had once mentioned. Cedric's counterpart in the DC world is also Batman. and-- Thinking of the conversation with Cedric just now, Bruce had reason to suspect that Cedric also possessed the memories of his DC counterpart. "Katum told me before that there was a way to solve the metal problem." Bruce thought to himself, "After all this time, this is how it's solved." The logic behind an owl's behavior is not difficult to guess. The conditions for opening the door to the dark universe are five metals plus Batman from the main universe. Now Katoom plays a word game, removing the main universe and replacing Bruce with Cedric to bear the five metals. "Does this really work?" Bruce expressed his doubts about this. Cedric was still Cedric after all, and it was impossible for the isotope to replace him to such an extent, right? He couldn't get an answer for a moment. Everything depends on Katum's return. …… After the banquet, the young wizards followed the prefects back to the common room, preparing to welcome the new year of college life. The next morning, Bruce opened his eyes and immediately sat up impatiently. He turned to look at the egg-shaped bird's nest beside his bed, lifted the curtain, and peered inside with one eye. Katum had indeed returned. The owl was lying on a small bed, covered with a quilt, snoring softly. He looked like he was sleeping soundly. Without thinking, Bruce went through the entrance and entered the huge space inside the bird's nest. "Wake up." He pushed Katum.
"Don't bother me." The owl flapped Bruce's hand away with its wings, turned over with its back to him, and continued to sleep. "you!" What Bruce thought of at this moment was the way Katum used to wake him up. Either she smashed the book on his head or fanned him in the face with her wings. Now the situation has changed, is it finally your turn? Bruce had already raised his hand, but after hesitating for a moment, he gave up the idea. It's not that he couldn't bear it, he just instinctively felt that he wouldn't be able to beat Katum. He must be on guard against this move of mine. "Forget it, just continue sleeping. It's best to die in sleep." Bruce sighed and turned to leave Katoom's nest. Then he saw that Thor's hammer was quietly placed on the workbench in the Bird's Nest workshop. The original fragments had been pieced back together by Katum, forming a complete hammer body, except for the handle. The handle of the hammer is already in the shape of the Supreme Wand. "It seems that Owl is still thinking about repairing Thor's hammer." With this thought in mind, Bruce picked up Thor's hammer. The moment he picked it up, the hammer, which seemed intact, suddenly broke into countless pieces. Bruce's eyes suddenly widened and he looked back at Katoom. Still sleeping. That's good, Bruce breathed a sigh of relief. He piled the fragments together, covered them with a piece of cloth, and acted as if nothing had happened. Bruce then left the Nest as if nothing had happened and went to the auditorium for breakfast. …… When Bruce entered the hall, he saw Malfoy at first sight. He was standing among a group of Slytherins, dancing and telling a vivid story about Harry's fainting. "It's really hopeless." Bruce shook his head and came to the dining table of his college. Today's breakfast was very rich. In addition to the common pickled fish and oatmeal porridge, there were also pies and pumpkin juice. He took a few pieces of pie and sat down, eating while looking at today's class schedule.
"Nine o'clock, Divination, nine o'clock, Muggle Studies, nine o'clock, Arithmancy..." On Bruce's first day of school, he had to take three classes at the same time, which was extremely busy. "Bruce." At this moment, Hermione came up to him. She glanced left and right, then asked in a low voice, "Well, have you decided which class you want to take first?" "It doesn't matter which class I take." Bruce thought for a moment, "Let's take Muggle Studies first, and then Divination." "also." Hermione nodded and opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something. Just then, she saw a second-year Slytherin wizard running into the hall in a panic. "Oh no!" He said breathlessly, "Something bad has happened!" Bruce frowned suddenly. what's the situation? Although Hogwarts Castle is known as the safest place, major incidents happen every year, and Bruce is no longer surprised. But isn't it too early this year? This is only the first day of school! "what happened!" Malfoy had already arrived in front of the young wizard. He held his head high, maintaining the attitude of a senior and said: "Don't be so surprised. Tell me clearly what happened!" "It's Professor Snape!" The little wizard cried, "Professor Snape was bitten by a dog!" (End of this chapter)