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Chapter 462 Reminder
Chapter 462 Reminder
Time flies, and mid-January arrived quickly. Harry yawned as he got out of bed and stared blankly at the grass outside the window.
He hasn't had any nightmares lately, which seems like a good thing—maybe it's because things are going well with Ginny?
The thought of this made him smile unconsciously.
But then—he quickly patted his face.
Just as Headmaster Dumbledore said, Voldemort has been resurrected—I can't let myself get so caught up in it—
That's right!
You should strive to improve yourself—you should strive to become stronger!
Since Christmas, Harry has been consistently going to the meadows near the Forbidden Forest to practice his spells, and occasionally, professors would pass by and give him a few pointers.
However, Snape's appearance rate is quite high—Harry gets a headache just thinking about it.
In addition to Snape, they would occasionally encounter patrolling Aurors.
Since Karkaroff's death, the number of Aurors at Hogwarts has reached an extremely high level, with approximately a hundred Aurors continuously on duty at Hogwarts.
In addition to them, Dementors occasionally fly through the Forbidden Forest.
Fortunately, Harry had already learned the Patronus Charm—otherwise, he wouldn't have dared to train near the Forbidden Forest.
Cedric will also be there. He's a very powerful wizard, and Harry can learn a lot from him.
Of course, Harry would also run into Professor Lupin, who was investigating Karkaroff with the new German Auror—they would occasionally pass by there.
Harry had asked about the progress of the investigation a few times, but it seemed like they hadn't gained much—although Professor Lupin always answered questions with a gentle smile, Harry could also sense that he seemed a little worried.
Come to think of it—after all, it was Sirius Black who killed Karkaroff—that wretched guy.
traitor--
And he was also Professor Lupin's friend, and his own father's friend—Harry clenched his fist and took a deep breath. If he had Professor Hamilton's abilities—this wouldn't have happened.
He could search the Forbidden Forest by himself and find him.
Then give it to him to apologize to his father!
Looking at the sun outside the window, Harry rubbed his eyes to perk himself up. He glanced at Ron, who was still half asleep, got dressed, and decided to go to training by himself today.
The corridors of Hogwarts were deserted in the early morning, but he still saw Professor Hamilton hurrying by. His silver hair was always so eye-catching in Hogwarts.
However—now Harry looked at her without the same feelings as before; the envy and admiration were still there—
But other emotions seemed to have faded away.
Harry himself didn't know why. He shook his head and looked at Professor Hamilton, who had almost tripped over the steps, and couldn't help but purse his lips.
He then hurriedly walked down the corridor before Professor Hamilton noticed him, knowing that it was best not to be seen in such a scene.
As he walked to the edge of the forbidden forest, he saw that familiar figure.
"Harry!" Cedric's voice came from afar, waving to Harry.
"Good morning." Harry nodded to him. "You're here really early today."
"I get up early." Cedric shrugged. "Maybe it's just a habit."
"But you're not so simple either."
"Huh?" Harry paused, not understanding what Cedric meant.
However, the smile on his face gave him a bad feeling.
"Looks like you're quite popular at Hogwarts, Harry," Cedric said, pulling a letter from his pocket and flicking it.
"What is this?" Harry was taken aback.
"A letter," Cedric shrugged. "And it's yours."
"Maybe—it's a love letter." Cedric raised an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his eyes.
love letter?
Harry frowned and asked, "Where did you find it?"
"It's right on the grass." Cedric shrugged and handed the letter to Harry. "I saw it as soon as I arrived."
He seemed to remember something and added, "But I didn't open it."
"Then why are you so sure it's a love letter?" Harry looked at the envelope; there was a simple line of text written on it.
"To Harry Potter."
"No one would leave a love letter here, would they?"
"Hard to say," Cedric blinked. "Maybe he's just captivated by the way you train every day?"
"—" Harry's lips twitched, and then he looked at the letter.
No matter how you look at it—it doesn't really look like a love letter.
Although he had never received love letters or anything like that, Cedric finally spoke up: "Just open it and see what it is, won't you? You'll find out what it is once you open it."
"You look like you're looking for a good show," Harry rolled his eyes.
"Don't say that," Cedric laughed. "If you don't want me to see, I can leave first."
"No need for that." Harry shook his head and slowly opened the letter. To be honest, he didn't think it was a love letter at all.
Maybe it's just someone's prank?
The letter was very brief, seemingly consisting of only one page.
Harry casually tossed the envelope on the ground and then unfolded the letter.
The letter contained very little—only one sentence.
But it was this sentence that made Harry's eyes widen.
"Could it really be a love letter?" Cedric paused, looking at Harry's expression.
"No." Harry pursed his lips and handed the letter to Cedric.
Cedric's smile vanished after reading the contents of the letter.
"We should go see Professor Lupin," he said, pursing his lips. "We must tell him about this."
"Um!"
In the Defense Against the Dark Arts office, Lupin was looking thoughtfully at the notebook in front of him, which contained various clues.
However, while they are called clues, most of the information is actually useless.
After all, almost two months have passed since the murder, and there are very few clues left. But these clues alone are not enough to find the real culprit.
Mr. Steinberg seemed quite enthusiastic, and he appeared confident in finding the real culprit—which makes sense, given that he was, after all, a professional Auror.
Lupin sighed, slowly closed his notebook, and prepared to take a break.
But just then, there was a knock on the office door.
"Professor Lupin!"
Is it Harry?
Lupin paused for a moment, then waved his wand to open the door. He raised an eyebrow as Harry and Cedric trotted in.
"What's wrong with you all?"
"Lupin—Professor Lupin—you must read this letter—" The two students seemed to have run in, looking completely out of breath.
But—believe it?
Lupin slowly rose and took the letter from Cedric's hand. The letter didn't contain much information—but it made Lupin's expression serious.
"Beware of the silver-haired girl, she's the killer!"
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