The Transfiguration professor at Hogwarts is always up for business

0242 Mother loves you

The next day, Peter waited downstairs early and told Harry some interesting things about going to school.

Aini could see that the boy was not enthusiastic, which was very abnormal.

Because the protagonists in Peter's stories are all James, and occasionally Lily is mentioned.

Last Christmas, Harry and Lupine were able to chat about this topic all afternoon. During the 20-odd days after the holiday, the two of them exchanged seven letters, each of which was better than the one in History of Magic for Boys. Homework should be long.

But at this time Harry was a little impatient, and he didn't know what was going on. He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity from the moment he saw the other party, but what was even stronger was the instinctive defense and rejection.

The fat man in front of him was obviously very friendly, and he talked about topics that he was interested in, but the boy just couldn't get a good impression,

Just now Peter mentioned that James was plotted against by Slytherin while playing Quidditch. Harry wanted to ask about the result of the match, but looking at the man's freckled face, he found that he was not focused on chatting.

Seeing Peter's cheerful and flattering face, Harry felt a little sad. Could it be that he is really a guy who judges people by their appearance?Only focus on the shortcomings of other people's appearance, but can't discover the kindness and beauty in the other person's heart?

James, Lily, Lupine, Hagrid...

Quidditch, House Cup, Night Tour...

Peter is really good at trying to figure out people's hearts, and he has "lived together" with Harry for a long time, and all the topics he talks about are boys' interested topics.

Paradoxically, Harry always felt messed up while sitting around Peter, his thoughts wandering uncontrollably.

In order to concentrate on listening to Peter's story, Aini had to operate Occlumency to forcefully control his thoughts.

The function of Occlumency is not only to protect memory, but also to help people subdue their minds and seize part of the power of the subconscious for the surface consciousness. After mastering it, they can even operate at will, freely control their superficial consciousness, and weave a protective memory that is fake and real. layer.

Harry's level was far from that level, but it was enough just to suppress the chaotic thoughts.

"Uh……"

After his mind calmed down, a fiery sting came from the boy's scar, as if someone had set fire to the hair on his forehead.

"Son, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Seeing Harry slumped on the chair with his hands on his forehead, Peter was startled, and eagerly stretched out his hand to touch the other's forehead, but soon lowered his arm again, and in order to prevent accidents, he clasped his hands tightly and made a gesture. A worried and anxious look.

Harry watched the concerned face get closer, and his headache got worse, as if someone had driven a red-hot iron rod into his forehead, stirring everything inside into a pot of porridge.

Suddenly, the pain came inexplicably, and then receded without warning. The boy struggled to open his eyes wide and panted continuously. As his chest rose and fell, he could feel beads of sweat slipping against his ribs from time to time.

The sudden torture made him sweat profusely, and even the glasses covered by his hair were covered with water mist. In a haze, he saw a familiar figure in front of him.

"Harry, are you all right?"

Warm big hands ignored the boy's wet hair, and caressed his forehead. Hearing Aini's voice, Harry's heart suddenly returned to peace.

"Thank you, I'm fine, I've got an old problem, it's just that it wasn't as bad as it was before."

Harry took off his glasses and wiped his face. Just as he was about to wipe off the foggy lenses, he saw the mug handed to him.

Looking at Ernie who was between him and Peter, Harry thanked him gratefully, and drank the Lin Lu in the cup in one gulp, feeling much more comfortable all over his body.

"Clean up."

Aini threw a cleansing spell on the wet boy, and wiped off the sweat stains on his hands by the way.

"Is it better? Or take a break and we're leaving?"

"No, I'm much better now, let's go now."

Hearing this, the boy immediately jumped up from the chair, he didn't want to stay here for even a second.

"Okay, then bid farewell to everyone, we are going to set off."

As he spoke, Aini greeted Old Tom slightly, and then put his left hand on Harry's shoulder.

"Good-bye, Mr. Pedilou, good-bye, Mr. Digger, Ms. Jones, and good-bye, Tom."

When Harry said goodbye to the people, Ernie looked at Peter, "See you at Hogwarts, Mr. Pedirou."

"See you at Hogwarts."

Peter responded dryly, and understood the meaning behind Aini's words—don't follow.

Originally, he wanted to go to the Weasley's house with Harry, and his relationship with Lala would make it easier for him to move forward, but Aini directly erected a wall in front of him.

"Want to experience another fireplace trip? We can borrow one from the bar."

Seeing that the boy was still listless, Aini teased narrowly.

"Don't, don't, Apparation is fine."

The terrible experience of "shaking before drinking" during the fireplace trip instantly cheered Harry up and begged to look at Ernie.

"Hey, cheer up and don't worry your friends."

Nodding to everyone in the bar, Aini led Harry through the space and disappeared...

When the two appeared outside the Burrow, a small hand happened to push open the door, and then Ginny, who was wearing a baggy old coat, looked at Harry.

The girl's bright brown eyes flickered, and her brain seemed to shut down, allowing her body to keep opening the door and stay in place.

Just when Aini wondered if the girl would stop her blood flow, an astonishing scream exploded in the air.

"what!!!"

"Oh!"

Ginny closed the door with extraordinary agility, and ran upstairs following the sound of "dong dong dong".

Even when he stopped at the door, Harry could hear shouts from the half-open window—"God, Mom, Harry, Harry Potter..."

So when everyone came out to greet the guests, the boy's face was bright red, as if he was different from the girl who changed into a pink dress at some point.

"Thank you, Ernie. We were all worried about Harry."

After showing up, Molly greeted Ernie first, and then gave Harry a warm hug.

"Welcome, kid. Ron and Ginny are asking me every day when I'll pick you up, if it wasn't for Dumbledore..."

Mrs. Weasley hugged Harry affectionately and muttered as she walked into the house, but when the boy pricked up his ears and waited for the content after "Dumbledore", the witch asked him vaguely I want to eat something for lunch.

"Hey Mum, Harry's overwhelmed by you."

"That's right, you can see that his face is flushed red."

The twins giggled and went around to the front, facing their mother and walking backwards.

Molly glared at them. If there were no guests present, she would definitely help them consolidate their mother's authority.

Uh... if they didn't yell out the next sentence in unison.

"As red as Ginny's face. Haha~"

Amidst the twins' playful laughter, Ginny ran into the house with her face covered in a scream, and Harry was able to free himself from Molly's strong arms—

The angry mother let go of him, rolled up her sleeves angrily, and walked up to the laughing twins.

"Fred, George, Mama loves you!"