Chapter 148 Is All Bullshit

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Chapter 148 It's all bullshit

Harry glanced in curiously, an honest and honest student was shaking all over, and he didn't know whether it was because of the cold or because of reprimand.

It's crazy to practice Transfiguration this weather. But Hufflepuff will be turned into a badger, and Gryffindor will be turned into a lion?

Speaking of the four academies, Gryffindor's emblem is the most powerful and handsome, and the college lion is much better than Hufflepuff's badger and Slytherin's ugly snake.

Thinking that their next class is also a transfiguration class, Harry couldn't help but feel a little nervous. He didn't want to turn anyone or someone into a snake or something, and the classmates would go crazy.

While thinking wildly, Harry planned to go to the library. In this weather, there are not many places to walk in the academy. Maybe you can meet George, maybe he will have some good suggestions.

Instead of seeing George in the library, Harry met a group of second-year Hufflepuffs who, like Gryffindors, were taking herbal lessons. But apparently, the cancellation of the herbal class gave them free time to spread some gossip.

"It turns out that Hufflepuffs are not really honest." A few gossip drifted into Harry's ears, and he quietly hid behind the bookshelf, listening intently.

"I can't believe that the famous Harry Potter turned out to be a dark wizard. Justin was so scared that he didn't dare to leave the door. He once sued Potter, he was from a Muggle family, and he also sued Potter, he once went to Eton College. It's tragic, he actually said such a thing to the descendants of Slytherin." A tall and strong boy said with an incredible expression.

"Ernie, are you so sure that Potter is a dark wizard?" a girl with a golden ponytail asked suspiciously.

"Hannah!" said the big boy with a serious face, "Potter speaks Parseltongue. Everyone knows that Parseltongue is the hallmark of a dark wizard. There is no decent wizard who can speak Snake and control zhì Snake. Slytherin himself is called Snake Tongue."

After the boy finished speaking, everyone else started to talk about it one by one.

"It was written on the wall at the beginning of the accident, the enemy of the heir, be vigilant. Filch's cat was killed because of a quarrel with Potter."

"Another freshman Creevey, who was also at the Quidditch match, secretly took pictures of Harry while he was lying in the mud, and he's now in hospital."

Harry was stunned, their guess was really well-documented, and it was no match for the guess that the heir was Malfoy. But he didn't even notice Creevey during the Quidditch match.

However, someone finally said something nice about him, and it was the little girl with the blond ponytail called Hannah.

"But Potter always looks so friendly." She said hesitantly. "Also, he made the gods disappear at the time, he saved the magic world, he's not a bad guy, right?" She was a little unsure. defending Harry.

Harry opened his ears too, to hear what they had to say.

"I can't say for sure." Ernie lowered his voice secretly, Hufflepuff got closer, and even Harry had to open his ears to hear what he said.

"No one can guess how he survived the attack by the gods. You know, he was a baby at the time, and he should have been blown to pieces by the gods. I mean, only The most terrifying and strongest dark wizard can escape the power of the gods, let alone defeat him."

His voice became even lower, "I guess he is a more terrifying demon king than the gods, only in this way, the gods can't wait to kill him. The gods don't want to be more powerful and terrifying than him. The Demon King appears."

Harry Reid was so nervous, if the evidence wasn't about him, maybe even he himself would believe it, the solid evidence,

Really convincing.

Hannah, who still thought Harry was a good guy, asked another question, "Why would he attack Muggles? His best friend Hermione is also from a Muggle family, and he doesn't like Slytherin at all."

Harry rekindled a glimmer of hope, and they couldn't argue with that.

But he was wrong. People can always find any evidence that fits their minds if they want. No one, nothing in this world is clean. There is no one, there is nothing, there is no flaw. No one, nothing, can't be discredited.

"He doesn't like Muggles, he hates the family he lives with, he hates Muggles," Ernie replied quickly.

Harry was dumbfounded. He really knew what was meant by solid evidence and what was meant by indisputable arguments. What is reasonable reasoning and what is righteous speech.

He hated the Dursleys very much, but it had nothing to do with other people, and he would not take anger at others. Any normal person who had been treated like him would hate the Dursleys.

"In other words, maybe I turned into the Dark Lord every day when I fell asleep, and then operated the Basilisk to attack the students." Harry muttered mockingly.

He couldn't listen anymore, let alone pay attention to these seemingly loyal Hufflepuffs who were made out of nothing. He couldn't help remembering an angry remark that George once said.

Really: family affairs, state affairs, world affairs, none of your business! It's all bullshit! Horizontal criticism: Everyone farts!

He was listless and rushed out of the library in a dejected manner, ignoring the mad words that Hufflepuff was following from behind him.

He stumbled all the way, buried his head on the road, and said something in his mouth, "The next session is a transfiguration class, I should go and call Ron and Hermione to make an appointment, and I have to pay attention later, don't turn people into snakes"

He shook his head, trying not to think about the nonsense of the Hufflepuffs just now. He strode up the stairs and turned to the other side of the hallway. The light was dim, the glass of one of the windows was loosened, a gust of cold wind poured in, and the torches had been extinguished.

He was halfway through when he accidentally tripped over something.

He turned his head, squinted his eyes, adjusted to the dim light, and looked carefully at what tripped him.

Immediately, he felt as if he had been stripped naked, his whole body was exposed to the cold wind, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Justin Finch slumped to the floor stiffly, as cold as the snow outside. A terrified look settled on his stiff face, and he stared blankly at the ceiling. Beside him, a strange and bizarre picture appeared in front of Harry's eyes.

(To be continued.)

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