Chapter 384 The Connected Kite

"Thirteen forty, from Hogwarts."

"Hogwarts?"

The Ministry of Magic employee responsible for registration was stunned for a moment and immediately realized the special nature of the visiting place.

He stopped the quill in his hand and looked at the person coming - although it was unlikely, but if it was Dumbledore who came in person...

Unfortunately, that's not the case. The person who came here is very young, looking very much like a student who has just graduated. He is dressed very maturely. The Muggle clothes look quite suitable on him, and he looks a bit capable.

'Looks like an intern at the Ministry of Magic. ’

"Hello, are you registering here?"

"Yes, I'm Scott, Scott Lyle, who are you?"

After a pause, the Ministry of Magic staff member who called himself Scott said, "Everyone has a reserved camp. I need to point out the location for you from the list."

"Camp?" The visitor muttered, "Lee William, I don't remember reserving a camp - did the school make a reservation for me?"

"Professor William? So you are Professor William. My Roy has been talking about you this summer!"

Mr. Scott suddenly became enthusiastic, "He just went to Hogwarts last year. He came back this summer and became much more active. His grades were also good, and he also practiced Quidditch well. He said it was all Professor William." You teach well!"

"Roy," William was stunned for a moment and then remembered the Gryffindor kid, who was very naughty - in order to vent their excess energy, he would chase two more groups when Gryffindor ran circles. He plays water polo so that the children can use up more energy. “He is very energetic and willing to help his classmates take on responsibilities. He is a great young man.”

It's not wrong to say that. The child may have suppressed it before he was eleven years old. After he arrived at school, he could chat with everyone, including running circles around the Black Lake, so he often occupied a spot for punishment.

"Really? The child didn't tell us either. We might have been too strict in our management at ordinary times -" Mr. Scott shook his head, "But this year it's finally a little better."

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Do you have any misunderstandings about your children...

"Kyle, where is Professor William's camp?"

"Strange - there really isn't." The staff member who was looking for the roster shook his head. "Professor William, your box is on the top floor. The game will be held at dusk, but I couldn't find the camp information."

"No? I remember that there is a centralized camp for the professor watching the game at Hogwarts. Please check it for the professor."

"That one does exist. The administrator of the second camp is Payne."

"Professor, why don't you go to our Ministry of Magic staff's residence for a while. In the third camp, the administrator there is not a Muggle. You should be more casual in casting spells and don't have to worry about the secrecy law."

Mr. Scott introduced enthusiastically, then took out a piece of letter paper from his pocket, hurriedly wrote a few sentences with a quill pen, and then let go of the letter paper, "Professor, I have said hello to you over there. There is one of us on duty. The common room has great pumpkin juice and hot chocolate.”

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"What are you doing mysteriously?"

After lunch, Hermione finally took the opportunity to ask Harry.

…

Harry hesitated for a moment and decided to lie.

"Well, we-"

As soon as he started lying, he received a look of disdain from Hermione.

Under the attention of such oppressive eyes, Harry really couldn't tell the lie he had just made up, so he had to try his best to change the subject.

"Speaking of which, how is Ron? We are busy setting up the tent and haven't contacted him yet."

The abrupt change of topic made Hermione roll her eyes, but Harry's excuse was so clever that she had no choice but to let him go for the time being, and made up her mind to observe closely to see what strange thing happened.

She has always been good at decrypting, and she dared to decrypt. When she was in the first grade, she dared to set fire to the professor's robe to save someone. In the second grade, she dared to lie and jump off the train while hiding in the Room of Requirement to cook the illegal potion. Although she was not caught in the third grade. Lived Black, but still found out Lupine's identity.

Successive successes made her confident in her decryption ability - what was Harry hiding?

Putting this doubt down for the time being, she quickly went to find Sirius with Harry.

"Going to find Ron?"

Sirius thought for a while, "I'll take you there, our camp is still a little far away."

Of course, Lupine couldn't go there. Although Dobby and the gold coins didn't have to worry about the tent being gone, he was still a little afraid of being surrounded by his parents - his many years of werewolf career had left some sequelae on him. Make him afraid of communicating with strangers, even if the Ministry of Magic stands behind him and endorses it. Fear is just fear, and there is no way to change it.

Harry rarely had such leisure time to hang out at a wizarding gathering - the last time he ran away from home, he was so scared by William using Sirius in the hotel that he couldn't even hang out, let alone being choked this summer vacation.

Therefore, as he walked along the way, he stared at the tents on the road with great interest, feeling that his eyes were not enough. Of course, he also wanted to avoid Hermione. He was really embarrassed to share what happened today.

"Harry?"

Hermione came closer and asked softly.

She really wanted to communicate what she saw and thought with someone, but now Harry seemed completely disconnected.

"What are you thinking, Harry?"

…

"Very, very..." Harry lied again, "Very surprised..."

"Yeah, they made the whole tent green, the Muggle administrator really won't notice anything?"

In the area I walked through, all the tents were covered with a thick layer of clover, and it looked like countless strange green hills rising out of the ground - where could such tents be sold?

“Team Ireland decorations.”

Sirius happily explained to the two of them, "I remember there should be a vendor. Is it too early to come out?"

"Ah! Sirius!"

In the distance, a male voice sounded, and a wizard trotted over, greeted him warmly, and gave Sirius a hug, "I haven't seen you for a long time! I saw your news in the newspaper, really, really ——It’s incredible, those idiots from the Ministry of Magic, if it weren’t for Lupin, they wouldn’t have discovered anything!”

"Sorry, I have scolded you before..."

He shook his head, "I really thought you were corrupted. I'm sorry, Sirius."

"This is Harry," he said sincerely apologizing to Sirius, then looked at Harry, "It seems that he lives with you, yes, that's how it should be-"

He wiped the tears that flowed from the corners of his eyes, "I actually want to contact you, but I don't know how to say it - when Hagrid contacted me for a photo before, I almost cropped you out..."

He hugged Sirius again, "I shouldn't question it. You are the pride of our Gryffindor. You were rude to those guys in school. How could you join them? If it weren't for you, Hufflepuff and Some students in our college don’t know what it will be like to be bullied by those guys..."

"That Snape, remember him? Those reserve Death Eaters who narrowly escaped trial are still deducting our points for no reason... I have sent many letters of protest to the school, but the school keeps telling me That was Professor Snape’s normal teaching...ha..."

He shook his head, "Let's not talk about this. The school also has difficulties. Snape's potion skills are indeed good...I can understand it. If you want to find a professor like that..."

…

"Ah, I almost forgot, I have something else to do..."

He patted his head and said, "Our camp is right here. There will be a banquet after the game. I will contact you again. I have to be busy with work!"

After running a few steps, he remembered something and turned around and said, "By the way, that's Harry's little girlfriend over there, right? They look very suitable!"

After saying these last words, he trotted out of the camp.

"It's very exciting, just like it was back then."

Sirius shook his head and introduced to Harry, "My classmate, Gryffindor, a guy with a clear distinction between love and hate. When I was hospitalized at Hogwarts, Lupine also mentioned that guy, Hagrid. Didn't I give you a photo album? That guy provided a lot of photos - he planned to adopt you back then, but Dumbledore rejected it."

"Lupin said that guy would send a letter to the principal's office every year to protest against Snape's arbitrary deduction of Gryffindor points. He is really... a man in his thirties, and he is still so impulsive."

"Your classmate?"

Harry then realized that although Sirius and the four of them were doing activities together, there were still other classmates there, just like the three of them and a bunch of Gryffindors.

"Yes, but after I entered Azkaban, I naturally lost contact - they all thought I was a disgrace to Gryffindor, and some even sent shouting letters to scold me before I was tried... That guy The scolding was quite fierce.”

"After I came out, it was naturally not so easy to contact me. If it hadn't been for that newspaper, maybe..."

Sirius smiled self-deprecatingly and spread his hands, "I guess I will meet a lot of old classmates this time. When I was studying, I knew all the Gryffindor students - I kind of understand how Lupin feels. Already…”

"Well, Snape is..."

"We were still young then..."

Speaking of which, Sirius was not impressed, "Snape was often blocked by a few of us at that time, and then repaired it with magic, so now he has problems with all Gryffindors."

"You, you mean?"

Hermione interjected and asked.

"Three of us, plus that bastard in Azkaban."

Sirius cursed.

"Four against one? That's not..."

Hermione was stunned, and so was Harry - they realized one thing, school bullying.

Both of them were victims of this incident. Hermione had been ostracized because of her good grades and poor communication skills, while Harry had been bullied by Dudley's gang since he was a child.

He didn't even have anyone to talk to, so how could he turn to the parents of the abuser?

Sirius also realized something was wrong.

"Okay, I know that sounds silly... we did have that problem..."

"So you bully him?"

Harry's heart twisted. He couldn't believe that he felt sorry for Snape.

"What are you doing?"

William's voice sounded far away.

Then he walked over quickly and said, "Why is it so unpleasant?"

Harry subconsciously wanted to hide it - forget it about talking to Sirius, he...

But Sirius obviously wanted to explain the matter clearly. Lupine said that the professor did not know where he had dug out his banned records, so there was no point in hiding it.

Compared with hiding things, saving James' image is the most important thing - he himself doesn't care, James' side...

"Talking about old things, I just met a classmate from that year."

Sirius started briefly, and then quickly described the conversation he had just had with Harry.

"That's it..."

William paused... and rummaged through his pockets.

Sirius over there took a breath of air and thought of a terrible thing.

However, that happened before he could stop it. William took out a book from his pocket, flipped through a few pages and handed it to Harry.

"Look at this first."

When he thought of something, he suddenly raised his head and looked around. After making sure that no one was around, he simply explained, "This is not a book of black materials. It is a record of the confinement of the list of Death Eaters that was determined that year. Of course, the suspects were also recorded. , I am relying on this to determine their personnel composition.”

Harry soon spotted one that was familiar to him in the long list of names.

"Severus Snape cursed James Potter in the corridor, causing him to be hospitalized for three days and confined for one day."

"...cursed outside the greenhouse...causing him to...be confined for a day."

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Sirius also took a closer look, "Oh my God, James was attacked so many times? I don't remember it at all..."

"In fact, you have more sneak attacks," William rolled his eyes at him, "As for the confinement records, they are too long to remember."

‘Didn’t you say you won’t investigate dirty materials? ’

When Sirius was slandering, Harry discovered more information - studying black magic, trying to illegally read books in the restricted area, calling his classmates Mudbloods...

These all have clear penalty records.

"Your father's, besides not calling his classmates Mudblood and studying black magic, he has more records and more tricks..."

William mercilessly turned over the adults' old accounts.

"But…"

“But they’re four against one—it’s bullying, right?”

William looked into Harry's eyes, "What did Professor Snape do to make you disrespect him so much?"

"Is he physically disabled? Is he being laughed at?"

"Is he as bad at casting spells as classmate Neville Longbottom?"

"He is not good at establishing good relations with his fellow students in the college, so he is ostracized by the people in the college?"

"He was a core member of the Death Eater Society when he was in school. A group of friends were all purebloods, highly talented, strong, with excellent grades, and good at fighting back. As soon as he graduated... (William paused, not saying Death Eaters) Where? Like someone who was bullied? Why did you arbitrarily label him as a weakling and deny his seven years of glory in school? "