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Chapter 180 You do it, I say it (p. 12)
After walking out of Moon's office, Harry headed to Fred George's secret classroom without stopping.
Unfortunately, Fred George was not among them. After some inquiries, he learned that the two were still opening in front of the booth of the Three Broomsticks Bar.
Helpless, Harry had to go back to the underground classroom first.
In the underground classroom, Draco was still training.
Leaning against the doorframe and looking at the back, Harry felt a little emotional.
Even to death, he never imagined that Draco would be such a person today. In fact, he never thought that he would be friends with him.
"Draco." Harry said.
"What?" Draco gritted his teeth and tried his best to maintain the transformation. He had heard the sound of the door opening before, but he didn't pay attention.
"Tell me something." Harry said, "I'm looking for your help."
"Pure-blood family matters?" Draco said without thinking. Harry could only take the initiative to find him, so he could only think of this matter.
However, this time, Harry gave a completely different answer.
"No, it's something else, a very important thing." As he said that, Harry glanced around the corridor, and after confirming that no one was there, he closed the door.
Noticing Harry's cautious behavior, Draco also stopped the spell and looked at him doubtfully.
"There are not many people I can talk to about this matter." Harry said instead: "Apart from Hermione, I only thought of you."
"Hmm." Draco nodded.
"So, even if you don't agree, tell me not to tell this matter. Even if it's Cara and Goyle, it's absolutely not allowed."
After receiving Draco's affirmative answer, Harry did not hesitate and went straight to tell the whole story about the prison break.
Draco's facial management was gradually getting out of control.
"Are you kidding me?!" Draco's voice was shrill.
"It's not a joke." Harry nodded, inexplicably feeling that there needed to be a sofa here, otherwise sitting on a chair with a broken leg would be very tiring, and it would be very unstyled.
Afterwards, Draco leaned against the wall weakly, doubting his life.
"You are crazy, you are all crazy!" Draco held his head: "Do you know what this concept is? Prison robbery! That is Azkaban!! The most stringent prison in the world."
"On the other hand, what happened last year was actually what Uncle Moon suggested me to do." Harry explained, and told Draco again the things that he had weakened and concealed in the Quirrell incident last year.
"Mysterious man, you mean that mysterious man is still alive?"
"He is dead now." Harry said calmly, "But he will come back again. Of course, this matter has nothing to do with it."
Draco was silent for a long time, looking in a daze, wondering what he was thinking about.
Slytherin's egoism constantly made him weigh the pros and cons in his mind.
Second grade, Azkaban.
Haha, the last time he heard words linking these two words was a joke told by a family member while drinking at a cocktail party.
A joke that Azkaban is the fifth house of Hogwarts, and the person who commits such and such crimes can be in what grade.
Anyway, he remembered that after returning home from the cocktail party, his father looked very bad and even dropped a cup he had always liked.
Draco estimated that his complexion now was not much better than that of his father at that time.
"Don't think too much, this is also my own private matter." Harry said seriously, not wanting to force anything.
"Haha." Draco's forehead pulsed with veins.
As for other people, Draco could definitely slap the table and be sure that this was what he said to provoke himself.
However, the person who said this now was someone Draco was familiar with, the scarred one who couldn't speak without thinking.
Draco found that as long as this guy talked to people who were close to him, he was very
"What's the plan now?" Draco asked instead.
"You agreed?" Harry was a little surprised.
"Don't agree to half of it, just take it one step at a time. It's just that going to Azkaban, I think it's still too mysterious." Draco shook his head.
Slytherin never makes random promises - real promises, not the kind of coping and routine words.
"No wonder you have been practicing the Patronus Charm before. I can tell you that I can't practice it, and it's impossible for me to focus on it now."
"I know." Harry smiled brightly: "You have to do your best to defeat Gemma Farley, I know."
"Yeah." Draco nodded.
Then, Harry also began to describe his plan.
"Mundungus." Draco was silent for a moment, looking thoughtful.
"What Professor Jones means is for you to use Riddle's notebook as a handle for this person to make him do things honestly."
"That's what I mean." Harry nodded in agreement.
"So when are we going?" Draco looked forward to it.
"Leaving school?" Harry looked at the inexplicably excited Draco in surprise, and then said: "The sooner the better."
"Okay, you, me, and Granger?"
"No, just you and me." Harry shook his head.
"You bastard." Draco cursed secretly, feeling inexplicably that he had been cheated of free labor.
Later, the two went to Fred George's secret classroom again and discussed until late that night
So, the next day, the silent Harry Potter officially debuted.
Most people only knew that Harry had an injury to his mouth and would be unable to speak for some time in the future.
The teachers who knew the inside story only felt that this idea was extremely ridiculous.
However, his firm choice and the approval of Moon and Dumbledore made them swallow those words into their throats.
Except Snape.
He couldn't swallow a bit!
"Are you fucking crazy?!" he roared in Mu En's office.
Mu En Paintbrush paused for a moment, then said calmly: "There are girls here, don't be so rude, okay?"
He didn't care at all about Snape's roar, he just turned up the music louder, drew alone, and motioned for Snape to open the door when he left.
Snape was even more angry at Moon's policy of ignoring him and tore down the door when he left.
In the Potions class the next day, with anger that anyone could see, he frantically made things difficult for Harry.
Its intensity even made many Slytherin classmates feel unfair to him. Even though Harry's mouth was hurt, he still...
In class, he gave Harry a special quill and asked him to write the answers on paper, and then Draco read them out.
"What are the details of making an Animagus potion?"
"Exactly how much lightning can be used to successfully transform the Animagus potion into form? Do you think that just throwing an imperceptible small lightning bolt in the sky can do it?"
"Why not being seen is so important in Animagus potion making."
“What should you pay attention to in your diet during the month when mandrake is being harvested?