Unlike Elaine, who had been looking forward to returning to Hogwarts, Harry's thoughts were the complete opposite.
He was still immersed in the Norway incident. For the first time in his life, he didn't look forward to returning to Hogwarts. Going back to school meant returning to Umrich's tyranny. She would definitely pass a dozen laws to punish them, or ask him and Elwyn where they had been during the break. Besides, there was no Quidditch match to look forward to.
As the exams approached, the homework would probably increase again.
If it wasn't for D.A. and Qiu supporting him, Harry felt that he might have begged Sirius to let him leave Hogwarts and stay in Grimmauld Square.
He should go back. Qiu was still waiting for him. This time, he had to seize the opportunity to ask her out, and then …
Harry encouraged himself, but something happened on the last day of the break that made him really afraid of returning to school.
It was related to Snape. It was related to him teaching him Occlusion.
"Harry!" Lady Weasley poked her head into their bedroom. Harry was playing Wizard Chess with Ron. Elwyn, Hermione, Ginny, Elaine, and Mount Crook were watching from the side. "Can you come to the kitchen for a while? Professor Snape has something to say to you. "
"What?!" Harry didn't react for a moment.
His rook was fighting fiercely with one of Ron's pawns, and he was cheering it on excitedly.
"Professor Snape is in the kitchen. He wants to talk to you," Lady Weasley repeated.
"It must be about Occlusion. Hurry, Harry!" Elwyn said.
Harry stood up hesitantly. Elaine had already taken over his position. Beside her, Hermione had finally managed to control Mount Crook.
Taking advantage of everyone's negligence, it happily jumped onto the chessboard, and the chess pieces screamed and scattered.
"Snape …"
"It's Professor Snape, dear!" said Lady Weasley reproachfully. "Come quickly, he says he can't stay long."
Harry looked back at everyone, then followed Lady Weasley as if he was going to the guillotine.
He knew about it, but he hadn't been prepared for it.
Dumbledore had said that the connection between Lord Voldemort and Harry was very damaging to his own soul, so he might not do it again.
But to be on the safe side, Harry had to learn Brain Occlusion to completely eliminate this hidden danger.
This was a very unpopular branch of witchcraft. Elwyn had studied it for so many years, but he was only at the beginner level. It was barely enough for him to guard against Dumbledore's spying.
Snape was an expert in this spell. He could completely seal his mind and heart.
Neither Dumbledore nor Lord Voldemort would be able to find out any secrets he wanted to hide from him.
Therefore, in theory, letting Snape teach Harry the Brain Occlusion was the best choice.
Sirius had also said that he would talk to Snape and ask him to teach Harry diligently.
After a minute or two, Harry pushed open the kitchen door and saw Sirius and Snape sitting at the long table, angrily glaring in opposite directions.
The silence was filled with mutual disgust. It was obvious that they had failed in their conversation.
"Yes." Harry announced his presence.
Snape turned around, his face hidden in a curtain of oily black hair.
"Sit down, Potter."
"I'll talk!" Sirius leaned back, tilted his chair, and said loudly to the ceiling, "Don't give orders here, Snape. This is my home. I hope you understand this."
Snape did not retort, an unsightly flush rising to his pale face.
Harry sat down next to Sirius, avoiding looking at Snape across the table.
"I should be talking to you alone, Potter!" Snape's lips curled into his usual sneer, "But Blake..."
"I'm his godfather," Sirius's voice grew louder, "I want to talk to you about teaching Harry."
"Lower your voice, Blake. I'm here on Dumbledore's order, and I have to accept this unpleasant task." Snape's voice became more and more vicious, and he looked at Harry maliciously, "and not because of you. Of course, if you're willing to listen, please stay. I know you like to have a sense of participation."
Sirius stared at him fiercely, but Snape pretended he did not exist.
"The headmaster asked me to inform you, Potter, that he wants you to learn Cerebral Occlusion this semester."
"I know, I learned it from Elwyn before..."
"It seems that Mr. Know-It-All didn't teach you how to occlude your brain, or else this wouldn't have happened, right?!" Snape said disdainfully, "You will receive private tutoring once a week. Don't tell anyone, and don't tell anyone else what I teach you, especially not Mason. Understand?"
"Understood," Harry said reluctantly after some hesitation.
"Very good!" Snape stood up and continued to ignore Sirius, as if he did not want to stay here for a moment longer. "I'll wait for you in my office on Monday night at six o 'clock, Potter. If anyone asks, just say it's a tutorial on Potions. To be honest, anyone who has seen your performance in my class will not deny the need."
He turned around and left, his black traveling cloak swirling with a gust of wind.
"Wait a minute," Sirius said as he sat up straight. Snape turned around and sneered at him.
"I'm busy, Blake!"
"Then I'll be frank." Sirius stood up. He was much taller than Snape, and Harry noticed that Snape's hands were clenched in his cloak pocket. He guessed that he must be holding onto the handle of his wand. "You understand, Snape. If I hear that you're teaching Harry the Occlusion Spell, I'll make you pay."
"How touching!" Snape sneered, "But you must have noticed that Potter is like his father, right?"
"That's right," Sirius said proudly.
"Then you should know that he's arrogant. Criticism is like passing wind to him," Snape said tactfully.
Sirius pushed his chair away and strode towards Snape, taking out his wand.
Snape also took out his wand, and the two of them got into position.
Sirius's face was ashen. Snape was calculating, his eyes sweeping back and forth between Sirius's face and the tip of his wand.
The two of them had fought many times in Hogwarts, during the six months when Sirius took over Lupin's teaching position.
Therefore, they knew each other very well. In general, Snape was stronger than Sirius.
While Sirius's strength had been declining for more than ten years, his strength had increased rapidly.
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