Harry Potter Blood Hunter

Harry jumped back on his Nimbus 2000, took off, and glided over the castle.

He saw Snape run into the Forbidden Forest and quickly followed.

The trees were so dense that Harry couldn't see where Snape was running.

He spun around the forest looking for it, flying lower and lower almost to the top of the tree.

It was dangerous, but fortunately Harry found it.

Harry heard voices talking.

He flew towards the voice of the voice and landed silently on the towering branches.

This very sturdy branch is fully capable of bearing Harry's weight.

Harry climbed cautiously up a tree, clutching his broom to look through the bushes.

Harry saw Snape standing in a dark clearing below.

But not alone, Professor Quirrell was there too.

Harry couldn't see his face, and he stumbled more than ever, Harry was struggling to hear.

"No...don't know...why...why didn't you come from...other places...to meet Snape here..." Quirrell's voice was clearly nervous.

It sounded to Harry because he was afraid of Snape.

"Because I want to make this thing unknowingly and unknowingly." Snape said his tone was cold. "Students shouldn't know about the Philosopher's Stone."

Magic stone?

Hearing the key message, Harry leaned forward.

But Quirrell's voice dropped again, mumbled, and Harry couldn't ask for anything.

Even Snape interrupted him.

"Have you found a way to subdue Hagrid's beast?"

The question made Quirrell even more submissive. "No, but...but Snape I..."

"You don't want to see me as your enemy, Quirrell?" Snape said, taking a step toward him.

"I...I don't...know you..."

"You know exactly what I mean."

Harry listened very carefully, hoping not to miss a word.

But at this time, an owl on a nearby tree suddenly gave a loud cry, so frightened that Harry almost fell from the tree.

Harry balanced himself just in time to not expose himself to the trunk.

Snape just happened to look up at this moment, but he didn't notice anything except the owl that was staring at him.

Being stared at by the owl like this made Snape feel agitated for no reason.

Harry, who was hiding, heard Snape say, "Don't be rambling, I'm waiting."

"But...but I don't...no..."

Quirrell didn't actually say anything... Stuttering turned out to be a good way for him to hide his secrets.

"Very well," said Snape, with a blue vein on his forehead, "do we need to go to the next question then?"

"Wh... what to ask..."

Quirrell was trembling as always.

Snape grabbed Quirrell's neckline directly, then shook it back and forth, and the hood had a tendency to fall off.

Snape looked into Quirrell's panicked eyes and asked, "Say, why are you being so nice to little Lestrange all of a sudden?"

Little Lestrange? Browder?

Harry listened more clearly here, and naturally wanted to know what this had to do with Browder!

"Lester...what? I...I don't know!"

When Quirrell heard this question, he suddenly turned his back on his previous obedience and started to struggle, looking a little frightened.

"Don't pretend you don't know!" Snape didn't let go of Quirrell's collar. "Do you think it would be good for you if you had a good relationship with little Lestrange?"

"I don't... don't know!" Quirrell was even more frightened!

If Snape was calm, he could find a trace of consternation beneath Quirrell's terrified look.

But Snape is also a little irrational now, "Don't you know? You should know about that rumor..."

"Little Lestrange may be the son of the Dark Lord!"

Harry! ! ! !

Quirrell! ! ! !

Voldemort? ? ? ?

After shouting these words, Snape suddenly had a cold wind blowing through his body.

Feeling that his high body temperature suddenly dropped, Snape felt that he had lost his temper!

Letting go of Quirrell, who was a little confused, Snape looked around, "Since you don't have anything to say right now, then we'll talk to you later and think about it."

With that, Snape put on his cloak and hurried out of the clearing.

It was getting dark, but Harry could still see Quirrell standing there as still as a stone.

In fact, not only Quirrell, but even Harry was a little stiff.

Don't know what to do.

Could Browder be Voldemort's son?

What's going on here?

It was Quirrell who had the same question as Harry...or Voldemort!

I have been guarding myself like a jade, when did I have a son?

This incident struck Voldemort more than anything else.

Quirrell stood there like a rock because Voldemort asked him questions in his head.

Do you know any related news.

But Quirrell cautiously said he didn't know.

From the very beginning, this rumor was spread by the Death Eaters who knew Bellatrix's thoughts about Voldemort under Voldemort's men.

Although it came out, because he didn't want to be turned into a corpse by the angry Dark Lord, the rumors were fixed within a group.

Quirrell wasn't originally a Death Eater, just a poor bastard who was captured by Voldemort and brainwashed to be loyal to him during his two-year adventure in the Romanian forest.

How could Quirrell possibly know the news?

So Quirrell was actually even more scared now.

The matter... seems to be far more serious than he imagined!

After Voldemort finally digested the news, he let Quirrell, who was shivering, control his body and leave.

But the only person who hadn't left was Harry.

He was lying on the trunk now, and he didn't know what to do.

How could Browder be Voldemort's son?

But what Snape said to Quirrell, was it necessary to lie?

Although it is a rumor, can such a rumor that can be regarded as evidence can also be regarded as a fact?

Harry's heart is chaotic now.

He also began to reflect on the time he had known Browder.

Actually, Harry calculated that he and Browder had known each other for less than six months, but it felt like they had known each other for years.

Because Browder is kind, he really treats him like a brother.

Although it can be harsh at times, Harry is actually happy.

But... if Browder is Voldemort's son, is this all false?

Harry really didn't want to imagine that Browder had faked it all.

Can someone really pretend to be so good?

Somehow, Harry suddenly remembered something Browder had said to him before.

Things in the world are not black and white, and the existence of gray is necessary.

Maybe... Browder himself is the "gray" he said?

Harry is a little lost!

This incident may have hit Harry more than anyone else could have imagined...so Harry is a little lost now!

It would be fine if Harry was absent-minded in his bedroom.

But now on the trunk of a big tree in the Forbidden Forest!

Harry was a little too cold, and his body temperature started to get out of balance.

The discomfort caused Harry to wake up, struggling to get the Nimbus 2000.

However, before Harry started to act, he suddenly heard the sound of a large number of branches breaking, and a ferocious breath suddenly made Harry's heart skip a beat.

Feeling that he might be in danger now, Harry struggled to get on the Nimbus 2000 again.

But before Harry could act, Harry felt a huge force pressing down on him.

The heavy gasping sound, mixed with the smell of blood, made Harry even more frightened.

Harry then remembered that this is the forbidden forest, shouldn't there be some ferocious beasts?

The thought wasn't over yet, and Harry felt a force pick up the nape of his neck, and then... threw it.

Done! Harry is dead!

Heck, hey, he's not dead! Harry is not dead!

It was Harry himself imagining he was going to die.

Because in Harry's imagination, after being caught by a ferocious beast, he threw it up... The next place to fall is in the beast's mouth!

Did not expect to die like this!

Harry suddenly felt a little unwilling... He had just become "the fastest man" in Browder's mouth, but things hadn't been done yet!

And he hasn't avenged Voldemort yet!

But... it's all over!

boom!

Harry is down! But the imaginary pain did not strike.

Harry opened his eyes and saw...a big blue head was in front of Harry's eyes.

What Harry saw was the back of a head.

Harry looked up at it, and it turned to look at Harry.

"Noberta?" Harry asked in surprise.

Norberta nodded as a matter of course... Of course it was me!

Only then did Harry realize that he was thrown on her back by Norberta.

Norberta then didn't speak, just started flapping her wings and was about to fly.

"Me, my broom!" Harry said quickly.

Although he was filled with wind as soon as he opened his mouth, Harry's words were still accepted by Norberta.

Norberta glanced at the broom on the tree trunk below, and with all its claws, she took it in her hand.

Harry was so afraid that Norberta would break his precious broom.

However, he couldn't open his mouth at all because of the wind pressure, so Norberta naturally had no other action and began to fly towards the sky.

Flying out of the range of the big tree, Norberta flew in another direction!

Harry had his addiction to being a Dragon Knight once.

But this behavior is not a comfortable thing.

As soon as he flew up, Harry understood and almost fell... This place is taller than the tree just now, and if it falls, it will become stuffed buns!

In order not to let himself die tragically, Harry quickly hugged Norberta's neck.

Although Norberta was not feeling well, he didn't care about him.

It didn't take long to land, and Harry seemed to hear Hagrid's voice.

This is the fact that Hagrid praised Norberta as a "good girl" as soon as he landed, and fed him some meat.

And Harry was brought down by Brad.

When Harry saw Browder, his body shrank unnaturally.

Browder didn't know what Harry was thinking, just because Harry was cold.

Harry got off Norberta's back and saw Ron and Hermione.

The two of them quickly made Harry understand what was going on.

In the previous Quidditch match, Harry caught the Snitch within five minutes, and the little wizards in Gryffindor were of course extremely happy.

There's a party going on!

But when the party is ready, they find that Harry is nowhere to be seen!

At this time, Harry had secretly rode a broom and followed Snape into the Forbidden Forest, and no one saw it, so how to find it?

So the twins went to Browder... The Marauder's map was there, and Harry could easily be found.

But Browder opened the Marauder's map and didn't find Harry.

That's weird!

Did Harry go to some secret room at Hogwarts? Or, go to the Forbidden Forest?

There is no Forbidden Forest on the Marauder's map... The Forbidden Forest itself does not have a map, it is naturally like a maze, and it is difficult for unfamiliar people to walk in and come out.

Compared to being in a secret room, Browder preferred Harry to go to the Forbidden Forest... The Quidditch pitch was originally near the Forbidden Forest.

And the idea was more certain when Browder saw the name "Snape" walking in from outside the boundaries of the Marauder's map.

So they came to Hagrid!

Hearing this, Hagrid was also anxious, and used his trump card directly... Let Norberta come out!

As long as Harry is outside the Forbidden Forest, Norberta's sense of smell is sure to spot him. So there is the previous scene.

Being rescued, Harry was naturally very grateful.

But the specific reason why he went to the Forbidden Forest, Harry did not say here.

Harry sighed in relief after checking that his Nimbus 2000 wasn't damaged in the slightest.

It's strange to say that after being carried by Norberta, Harry's symptoms of temperature imbalance disappeared! Very lively now.

Then he ran off with Ron and Hermione.

I don't know what medicine Harry bought in the gourd now, but Browder and Hagrid don't care... Let Norberta hurry back to the mountain wall first, or be careful if other little wizards find out.

...

Harry took Ron and Hermione to the broom room and kept his precious Nimbus 2000 for safekeeping.

Then, after making sure no one else was coming, Harry began to tell why he had gone to the Forbidden Forest, and most of what he had seen and heard after.

Except...the part about Browder's origins.

Harry didn't know why he was hiding this passage. Maybe Harry was afraid it was real, so he wanted to pretend he didn't know.

All his attention was now on Snape and Quirrell and the Philosopher's Stone.

"We guessed right, Snape wanted to force Quirrell to help him find the Philosopher's Stone. He asked Quirrell if he knew a way to subdue the three-headed dog, but Quirrell hesitated - I doubt there was anything other than Fury. Something guards the Philosopher's Stone."

"Probably some spell. And if Snape is going to pass, let Quirrell, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, break the Dark Arts first."

"So Harry, you mean, if Quirrell doesn't cooperate with Snape, the Philosopher's Stone is safe," Hermione said warily.

Harry paused for a few seconds to think, then replied, "Probably!"