Harry missed Snape's detention after a year.
After losing an arm, he seemed to become more like a venomous snake, with his verbal attacks several times sharper than in previous years, as if he had experienced a "venomous tongue" tutorial during the summer vacation.
The already low-pressure atmosphere between the two people became even colder after the first detention session when they confirmed that they had different ideas about potions. Even if they didn't talk, no one dared to get close to them.
Snape knew very well why Harry would rather bear such serious side effects and pursue more extreme drug effects.
He just didn't want to see it.
Dumbledore was still there, he was still there, as were Sirius, Lupin, and even Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Professor Sprout...
Although he was already outstanding beyond his years, he was only fourteen years old after all.
It’s all the fault of that damn Albus. Do I really have to believe in that prophecy?
But although he was reluctant, he did not discount his help to Harry. Who knew what strange things Mr. Potter would come up with? The result of the first bottle of Thunder Potion was not up to standard in Snape's opinion. He paid the price of a life to get such a small bonus?
And Mr. Porter has many wonderful ideas.
A potion that restores physical strength and magic power over a long period of time.
An enhanced version of the Felicity drug.
There are even potions that can restore a large amount of physical strength and heal wounds at once.
Each of these effects could almost be said to be the best among all the existing potions available to wizards, but on the other hand, every time Harry expressed an idea, Snape could not help but shudder with fear.
Harry seemed to be rooted in a drug den.
The concept of each potion is based on being extremely poisonous or toxic.
He was afraid that if he let Harry go, and if he wasn't careful, Mr. Potter would die from the poison he had prepared one day.
Until the fourth week of September.
Harry was very lucky on Tuesday, September 20th, as it happened to be a sunny day with few clouds.
At night, he put on an invisible cloak and sneaked out of the dormitory.
Under the Whomping Willow, he took out the leaf that he had held in his mouth for a month. The effect of the ritual had prevented it from rotting for a whole month. It was still as fresh as if it had just been picked, and exuded a special scent that kept changing between the scents of Harry, Mandrake, and Full Moon.
Facing the full moon, Harry took out a glass bottle, put the mandrake in it, and filled it with his saliva.
The moonlight became pure and substantial, like a silver sword, piercing into the stems of the mandrake. The saliva and leaves were slowly coated with a layer of silver light, and when every part was covered with this color, it proved that it had absorbed all the magic of the full moon.
A strand of hair, a teaspoon of dew collected from a place without sunlight and human contact for seven full days - this is not difficult to collect, there are many places in the Forbidden Forest that meet such conditions.
Mix them in your saliva and absorb the magic of the full moon light.
Finally, add a pupa of the Hawk Moth.
Harry placed it in the passage of the Whomping Willow, repeatedly making sure that it would not be exposed to any sunlight, and cast a spell to transform several small figurines to let them guard the bottle of potion for him.
Next we have to wait for thunderstorms.
The weather spell had no effect.
There was once a wizard who was so clever that he wanted to take a shortcut. He used a meteorological spell to control the weather and make the potion change ahead of time. It seemed that he succeeded, but after only one day, only a mouthful of blood-like potion was left in the bottle.
But after taking the potion, he did not successfully transform into an Animagus. Just as the weather spell controlled the weather, he was also controlled by the potion and turned into a monster with a human body and a beast consciousness.
Since then, this wizard has been mentioned in every book about Animagus.
Magic cannot take shortcuts.
Until a real thunderstorm came.
Harry buried himself in his studies.
Gryffindor also became much more obedient. Only Ron, who knew that he could not get Professor McGonagall's permission, still maintained his purest heart and tried to find trouble for Malfoy. However, this did not bring much trouble to Gryffindor.
Malfoy was orphaned.
Not only was his father imprisoned in Azkaban, he was also abandoned by Slytherin.
He was bullied by Gryffindor, and Slytherin would no longer stand up for him.
Even when he took out his wand to deal with Ron, Lee Jordan and the others, the little snakes watched coldly. Even if a few half-bloods couldn't bear to watch and wanted to help, they were held back by the pure-blood students.
George and Fred hadn't been up to any mischief, and they seemed to have really turned over a new leaf.
The Weasleys were always great.
Not to mention Bill, Charlie and Percy, Ginny also got first place in the second grade. George and Fred were cynical, but their academic performance was not bad either. They have always been in the top ten in the grade. They have been working hard recently and even added 20 points to Gryffindor.
This made Professor McGonagall very uncomfortable.
In the first week of October, she finally granted the brothers' request, believing that they were capable enough to qualify for the Tri-National Tournament a few months in advance.
George and Fred immediately showed their true colors, and seized the opportunity to put Malfoy in a sack and beat him up in the toilet to celebrate their final release and get what they wanted.
In other academies, young wizards who were just a few months away from turning seventeen and had performed exceptionally well were also gradually accepted by the dean.
Harry still didn't move.
He could sit still, and Ron and Hermione didn't try to persuade him, but Professor McGonagall couldn't sit still anymore.
When another day of Transfiguration detention ended.
"Potter, you haven't mentioned anything to me about your application to participate in the Triwizard Tournament." Professor McGonagall said with a straight face and coughed lightly twice.
Harry answered without hesitation: "Professor, I am not planning to participate in the Triwizard Tournament."
McGonagall was stunned, looked at Harry, and blinked a few times. Her eyes hidden behind the lenses were full of surprise. "Why? This is a good opportunity to show off."
"But I don't need this opportunity." Harry packed up his things and stuffed them in as the Sorting Hat grumbled in dissatisfaction. "It's boring to bully a group of children."
"You are only a fourteen-year-old child." Mag immediately emphasized.
Harry said nothing, staring directly at his headmaster.
Mag sighed, "Well, I really shouldn't treat you as an ordinary student, but I really hope you can participate."
She paused and said, "Potter, I really hope you can participate."
"The other Gryffindor students are also excellent, but we all agree that, besides you, the one who should represent Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament should be Mr. Diggory."
"Cedric is excellent." Harry nodded. "In terms of both character and ability, he can be called a warrior of Hogwarts."
McGonagall nodded, "I believe in Mr. Diggory as well, but the champion of Durmstrang will most likely be Mr. Krum, who is also very good."
She paused again and said, "And I have a little selfish desire. I hope that after more than a century, the honor of the Triwizard Tournament can remain in Gryffindor House."
Mag still had that serious look on his face, and seemed a little embarrassed for saying such things.
Harry nodded. "Let me think about it, Professor McGonagall?"
She didn't force it.
After Professor McGonagall, many people persuaded Harry to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, except Hermione - she didn't want Harry to participate in such a dangerous competition, but she respected any choice Harry made.
Sirius also wrote to him, hoping that he could participate in the triwizard tournament, become a champion of Hogwarts, and become the best little wizard in Europe. There would be nothing cooler than this.
Under the pressure of Sirius, Lupin also wrote a letter. He also hoped that Harry would participate, but he respected Harry's opinion. Being happy and comfortable was the most important thing.
Ron was also trying to persuade.
It's one thing if I can't participate, but if my best friend can participate, it's something I can brag about... No, my friend will definitely be very happy for him.
October is slowly passing.
It rained a lot, but not a single thunderstorm. Harry never forgot to recite the Animagus spell to himself every day when the sun rose and set.
In the last Transfiguration detention class, McGonagall couldn't help asking again: "Potter, have you thought about it?"
"Professors, you are all so enthusiastic, I can't refuse anymore." Harry nodded.
Mag had a bright smile on her face.
"It's just that this will delay my studies." Harry sighed, looking embarrassed, "Professor, how about adding two more detentions on Saturday morning and Sunday afternoon?"
Mag's face froze.
"Saturday afternoon and evening are Professor Snape's detentions," Harry went on. "Sunday morning is Professor Sprout, and Sunday evening is Professor Flitwick."
“I have already applied to them.”
Magton spitted: "Agree to everything?"
"Of course." Harry nodded briskly. "They are all very worried that my studies will be affected by the Triwizard Tournament."
"I don't think I have any problem with that either." Mag replied stiffly, "Then let's wait until after the finals..."
Harry interrupted her, his tone very cheerful: "Then we'll see you on Saturday and Sunday, dear Professor McGonagall, I think I have to go back and rest."
McGonagall stretched out her hand, seemed to be about to say something, then looked at Harry and sighed heavily.
What a sin!
Never mind. Just consider this as the price I paid for the Final Three trophy.
Harry made no rush to return to the common room.
He had to go find Professor Flitwick. What he had just said to Professor McGonagall in the office was not entirely true. The time arrangement was real, but the other three professors didn't know the news yet. Snape and Sprout would definitely not refuse.
Snape now wished he could stuff Harry into his eyes and stare at him all day.
He could only say that Gryffindor was truly Gryffindor.
Professor Sprout has been enthusiastic.
The only one who had a problem was Professor Flitwick, but it was not a big problem. The other three professors all agreed, so how could he refuse?
The faculty and staff of Hogwarts were very anxious about welcoming the guests. Filch ordered the house-elves to clean the castle inside and out three times. No armor or portraits escaped, and even the rust inside the armor was polished away.
It seems that students at Durmstrang and Beauxbatons have a hobby of resting in their armor.
Not even the Gryffindor portrait was spared.
It was wiped clean and given a new frame. Godric would run to the Gryffindor common room every day to curse at Harry or other young wizards he liked. The portrait couldn't stand it.
October 30th.
The day finally arrived when delegations from the two schools were going to visit Hogwarts.
The hall was decorated just like the end-of-year dinner, except that the huge portrait behind the teachers' seats no longer represented a single college, but instead was a huge Hogwarts emblem. When the day's classes were over, they gathered in the hall.
Under the leadership of the professor, we lined up.
The deans pick out the students they like the most and whom they consider to be the best.
The leader of Hufflepuff was Cedric, the leader of Ravenclaw was a Chinese witch named "Zhang Qiu", she and Cedric seemed to have some ambiguity and kept exchanging glances, and the leader of Gryffindor was naturally Harry, who even deliberately carried his two swords on his back to show his respect for the two colleges.
McGonagall tried to persuade Harry for a long time but failed to convince him to take off the sword. Godric even approved of Harry's behavior. Of course, a swordsmanship master should wear the sword to show respect to outsiders.