"It seems that you're recovering well, Potter." A lazy voice came from behind Harry. "Mrs. Pomfrey's treatment is really amazing. I thought you would have to cultivate for at least one month after two consecutive dementor frights."

Harry's reaction when he heard this was like a bee stung, and he quickly turned his head-

Of course, our protagonist Silver was the one who spoke. He looked red and full of vitality.

"It's amazing to say. Porter, as a Quidditch goalkeeper who was frightened by a dementor twice in a row, this has set a new record for Hogwarts. As far as I know, this is included in the preparatory revision of the next Hogwarts, a lesson in school history, along with the fact that you were the youngest Hogwarts player in a hundred years. Are you very honored and proud?" Silver said in a playful tone.

Harry's eyes could almost spark. "Silver, how dare you!" His hand reached to the wand in his pocket.

Silver chuckled and shook his head. "I suggest you stop your stupid behavior, Potter. Do you think you can use what can hurt my spell with your little magical attainment?"

Harry still took out his wand and pointed it at Silver.

Before he could recite the spell, Harry saw a green light hitting him. He felt a huge force coming, and then the wand in his hand swirled out and landed on the ground.

"I said, in front of me, don't use your little tricks that you have fun with Malfoy." Silver said jokingly. "The battle between wizards is not a duel game for children. If you do the same thing as before, I don't mind letting you go back to Mrs. Pomfrey's school hospital."

Harry felt a burning face - the brief fight between them had attracted some students to look here. The students pointed and discussed.

"Silver..." Harry said gritting his teeth.

Silver whirled his wand at his fingertips with a fancy technique. "I didn't mean to cause trouble for you. Although you chose to be hostile to me irrationally, I would not take you too seriously like Malfoy. I met you on the road today to tell you. Today, your friend Hagrid is going to London to be tried with the winged eagle-headed horse that has caused trouble. I think maybe you should care more about your few friends? After all, you have much more ability to make enemies than to make friends."

Harry endured the humiliation in his heart and picked up the magic wand that had fallen on the ground, and ran quickly towards the forbidden forest outside the school.

"It's really wonderful." A slick voice came.

Malfoy walked up to Silver with applause. "I have been hearing about the disagreement between you and Harry Potter recently, but I didn't expect you to humiliate the stupid savior so directly, and I thought-"

"Do you think I will save face for those who are hostile to me?" Silver said carelessly. "I have had enough of this naive savior's bad temper. I will teach Potter a lesson today on a whim."

Silver's eyes then became sharper. "Malfoy, I'm not interested in the grudge between you and Potter. My position has always been very clear. Don't mess with me and those around me - like that word, don't let me hear it spit out of your mouth. Otherwise-"

Malfoy snorted: "Silver, are you threatening me?"

The sharp eyes flashed and Silver's voice became lazy again. "Of course I'm not threatening you. Although the Malfoy family is still a distance away from the first-class wizard family, I will not rashly deal with the heirs of the Malfoy family. I am just reminding you that it is best not to involve people around me like last time when dealing with the Savior."

"As long as you don't interfere with me against Potter, I won't cause trouble." Malfoy said unhappily. "This time, the monster of Potter's silly big friend injured me. I have asked my father to say hello to the Committee on Disposal of Dangerous Biology and sentenced them to the death penalty of winged horses. You won't interfere with this."

Silver spread his hands: "I have no interest in the life or death of an eagle-headed, horse-body, and winged beast. You can do whatever you want. Goodbye, Malfoy, I've been here for a long time."

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"How is Hagrid?" Ron asked.

"Oh no, Hager is in a bad mood. He has already taken Buckbeck to London alone to trial," Harry said in a low mood. "I can't help with anything."

"Don't worry, Harry Hagrid and Buckbeck will be fine." Ron comforted. "You have had enough troubles lately, so why not go out and relax."

Ron blinked. "George and Fred told me that they gave you a wonderful little map." Ron deliberately made a bitter look: "I am their brother, but they never told me the news of the wonderful little map. Hogsmeade has many interesting places, and you must have been to many places last time."

"Okay," he said, "but this time I'm going to bring that invisible cloak."

On Saturday morning, Harry packed his invisible clothes and put it in his schoolbag, put the map of the living spots in his pocket, and then went downstairs to have breakfast with everyone.

"Goodbye!" Harry greeted Ron. "See you when you come back!"

Ron smiled and blinked at him.

Harry hurriedly got on four hugs and took out the map along the way. He squatted behind the one-eyed witch statue and spread the map out. A small dot was moving towards where he was. Harry squinted. The words below the dot read: "Nevil Longbottom".

Harry quickly pulled out his wand and muttered in a low voice: "Left and left and right!" and then stuffed his schoolbag into the statue, but before he could climb in, he saw Neville turn around the corner.

"Harry! I forgot that you wouldn't go to Hogsmeade Village!"

"Hey Neville," said Harry, quickly leaving the statue and stuffing the map back into his pocket. "What are you going to do?", "No," Neville shrugged, "want to play a crackling and explosion game?"

"Oh--No now--By the way, I forgot. I'm going to the library to do the vampire paper arranged by Lupin--" "I'll go with you!" Neville said lightly, "I haven't written either!" "Oh, wait a minute. Yes, I remembered, I finished writing last night!" "Great, you can help me!" Neville said happily, with an anxious expression on his round face. "I don't know anything about garlic - do people have to eat it, or -"

Neville took a breath, stopped talking, and looked over Harry's shoulder.
Chapter completed!