The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

A few days later, Harry, Ron and Ginny lined up by the kitchen fire for their return to Hogwarts.

Staff from the Ministry of Magic's Transport Division arranged the one-off Floo connection to Hogwarts in the kitchen of the Burrow, allowing students to return to school quickly and safely.

Harry stepped into the emerald green fire and shouted "Hogwarts!"

Then, in the high-speed rotation, he vaguely saw some wizard's rooms, and they all passed by before he could see them clearly. Then his spin slowed down, and he found himself stopped in Professor McGonagall's fireplace with a most indecent movement.

The working vice-principal barely looked up as he climbed out of the fireplace:

"Good evening, Potter! Don't get too much dust on the rug."

"I swear I didn't, Professor." Harry straightened his glasses and smoothed his hair.

Just as he was about to walk out of Professor McGonagall's office, he stopped unexpectedly: "Excuse me...Professor...Professor Slughorn's injury, I don't know if he has recovered."

Professor Minerva-McGonagall put down her quill, put on her glasses, and looked Harry up and down... After a while, she replied slowly: "No... Horace is still in St. Mungo is on convalescence, any questions?"

"No... No, no, no... I mean, which teacher should take the potions class of Professor Slughorn... Could it be Professor Snape..." Harry stammered Baba asked.

"I don't think I know, Potter...Professor Dumbledore just told me that he has suitable personnel!" Professor McGonagall replied calmly: "But considering that Professor Snape is quite familiar with this course, it is he The possibility is still very high.”

"Okay...thank you, Professor!"

In the fireplace, Ron and Ginny also spun and appeared one after another... Harry quickly patted the dust on his body, and then walked out of Professor McGonagall's office.

...

The three walked towards Gryffindor Tower together. Harry looked out the corridor window, the sun had already set on the horizon, and the snow on the grounds was deeper than in the Burrow Gardens... In the distance, Hagrid could be seen feeding some thestrals in front of his hut .

"What did you ask Professor McGonagall just now?" Ron asked in a low voice.

"Ask who will substitute for Potions...Professor McGonagall told me she doesn't know, but it's very likely that Snape will substitute for Potions..." Harry replied honestly.

"Okay...but I think we'll find out tomorrow afternoon...tomorrow afternoon is the first Potions class of the term!" Ron replied with a sigh.

Harry couldn't help feeling his heart tighten...

If it was Snape...if it was Snape...

He must know that he did not concoct those potions by himself...he might even discover the Half-Blood Prince's secret!

After much deliberation, Harry Potter decided to turn around and run when he was about to get close to the portrait of the Fat Lady.

"Harry, where are you going?" Ron and Ginny asked loudly behind them.

"I'm going to the Room of Requirement, and I'll be right back."

Harry had already made a decision, no matter what, Snape could not let Snape discover the prince's secret... So, he would rather hide the "Advanced Potion Making" that belonged to the prince in advance.

...

Run along the corridor on the eighth floor.

On the way, he even knocked down a low-grade girl who was dressed a little strangely, and he didn't have time to apologize to her.

A few minutes later, he stopped suddenly in front of the tapestry where the troll danced, closed his eyes and started pacing back and forth.

I need a place for me to hide... I need a place for me to hide... I need a place for me to hide...

He walked up and down the empty wall three times, and when he opened his eyes, he finally saw the door to the Room of Requirement... Harry yanked it open and rushed in, slamming the door behind him.

Harry was a little surprised to find that he was standing in a room the size of a cathedral,

There are thousands of books here, no doubt banned, defaced, or stolen; Broken bottles containing solidified potions; hats, jewels, cloaks, and what looked like dragon eggshells; several corked bottles still gleaming with evil; there were even a few rusty handles sword and a blood-stained axe...

Harry hurried into an "alley" in this treasure pile, turned right, passed a stuffed troll, and ran a short distance, in the cracked disappearing cabinet (which is where Christopher Patrick disappeared last year) The one next to it) turned left again, and finally stopped in front of a large cabinet with blisters on the surface, as if it had been splashed with strong acid.

Opening the cabinet, Harry took out the Half-Blood Prince's "Advanced Potion Making" from his bag, stuffed it in, and then closed the cabinet again.

Just as Harry was about to clap his hands and leave, he found another thing dropped on the ground.

It is a book with a yellowish cover——

"Wait, why did I put it in my schoolbag too..." Harry was taken aback for a moment, and his thoughts went back to a few days ago.

That day in the basement of the Burrow, when he opened the gift for Mr. Gideon Prewett... he was a little surprised to find that it contained a book——

A copy of "The Magical Quidditch Ball" published in 1978.

As a Quidditch lover, coupled with the monotonous life in the basement of the Burrow, Harry flipped through the book several times while lying in bed.

Unexpectedly, just like Prince's "Advanced Potion Making", this "Magical Quidditch" has a lot of notes on the pages of the book... It can be seen that the owner of this book once He is a very good Seeker. Some of his views on Quidditch, even Harry felt that he benefited a lot after seeing it.

Originally, Harry thought he had left the book at the Burrow, but he unexpectedly put it in his school bag by some strange coincidence.

"Should I... leave it here too?" Harry whispered to himself.

He opened the large, blistered cabinet, and placed this "Magic Quidditch" on top of the previous "Advanced Potion-Making".

At that moment, Harry suddenly felt that the book in his hand was a little hot.

Therefore, Harry quickly denied his previous decision.

He put the "Magic Quidditch" back into his schoolbag.

"When you have nothing to do in the future, you can still take a look!" Harry thought to himself.

...

Walk out of this "alley".

When passing the broken disappearing cabinet, a pale face suddenly appeared in front of him, and he didn't know what he was doing there——

Harry Potter was almost taken aback.

The other party also seemed taken aback.

"Potter?"

"Malfoy?"

Almost instinctively, both drew their wands.