Chapter 315 Painful Scars

Andy waved his hand to stop Hermione from continuing.

"Let's see first!" Andy said.

Snape's signal was very clear. He knew that Harry hated him, so he stared at Harry with an undisguised fierce look, obviously trying to convey some information to Harry.

Let Harry be careful of him!

Although this was just Andy's guess, Andy felt that this should be the fact.

But it's better to know this kind of thing in your heart, there's no need to say it out loud.

Snape felt a little disgusted.

He didn't know what was wrong with Andy's brain. He kept staring at him as soon as he entered the hall. That undisguised curious look made Snape feel uncomfortable.

But he didn't want to shift his gaze, because it would make him look afraid of Andy.

This is the strange desire to win between men.

Dumbledore obviously also noticed the "silent competition" between Andy and Snape. He blinked at Andy and gave Andy an encouraging look.

After everyone arrived, Dumbledore stood up and said a few words, then announced the start of the dinner.

Andy leaned sideways, looking at Snape while eating with Snape's emoticons.

Snape seemed to be furious!

"Andy... are you looking at Professor Snape?" Zhang Qiu asked in a daze.

Andy's abnormality naturally attracted the attention of others.

After all, when everyone was bragging, only Andy was looking at the professor's seat, and it was hard not to attract attention.

This is a warrior!

Zhang Qiu felt that Andy might have a miserable time in the second half of the semester!

"No?"

Andy decided to let Snape go for the time being, after all, it's better not to let others know about Snape's affairs.

"I'm just taking a look." Andy smiled.

On the other side, Snape also breathed a sigh of relief.

He retracted his gaze, and when Harry looked at him, he gave Harry a gloomy death stare, and then he no longer paid attention to anyone and ate alone.

But Snape's goal had obviously been achieved.

Because Harry had successfully received his signal.

"Hiss!"

Harry cried out in pain, covering his forehead, his expression distorted by the pain.

"Harry, does your scar hurt again?" Ron asked, holding a chicken leg in one hand.

"Yeah! It feels the same as the last two times!" Harry said solemnly.

"Uh!" Ron looked strange and a little scared.

He said, "Harry, could this be just an accident?"

Since school, Ron and Harry have been inseparable good friends.

In the past year and a half, Harry's scar has hurt twice.

The first time was because of Quirrell, and the second time was because of Percy.

Because the pain was short-lived both times, and Harry himself had no experience, he didn't care too much.

However, it turned out that these two people were related to Voldemort.

So Harry already knew that as long as the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead hurt, it meant that the power related to Voldemort had sneaked into Hogwarts and appeared in front of him.

And this time, it was because of Snape!

"Harry~" Ron's voice trembled, he had no appetite now.

Last semester, Voldemort used a dark magic item to control his brother Percy, and then Percy used the Imperius Curse to control him.

That night, if Andy and Harry hadn't stopped him together, he might have left Hogwarts with the dark magic item.

This Christmas, Ron has had several nightmares in a row.

Harry secretly glanced at Snape, and was relieved to see that Snape didn't pay attention to him.

"Ron! This is not an accident, nor an illusion!"

Harry said seriously: "Snape must be related to Voldemort, he may have surrendered to Voldemort."

Hearing the name Voldemort, Ron shuddered immediately.

"What should we do?"

Ron was no longer paying attention, "He seems to be targeting you! Harry, we should tell Professor Dumbledore."

"But we have no evidence!" Harry said dejectedly.

It was impossible for him to go to Dumbledore and sue a professor just because the scar on his forehead hurt... and this professor was the dean of Slytherin College.

Unless Dumbledore was crazy, Harry didn't think Dumbledore would believe him.

"What should we do?" Ron said with some fear.

He and Harry were friends. Since Snape had set his sights on Harry, he couldn't let him go easily, right?

Both Snape and Voldemort behind Snape made Ron feel scared.

"Harry! I think we should tell Professor Dumbledore, even if we don't have evidence!"

Ron said with a tragic face: "In this way, even if Snape succeeds in killing us, Dumbledore will know who the murderer is."

Ron may be ordinary, but he will not escape because of fear, nor will he abandon his friends.

"Ron!"

Harry was very moved. He suggested: "In addition to notifying Dumbledore, I think we can also ask Andy for help. He is very powerful. That night, I saw his magic with my own eyes."

Speaking of this, Harry was still a little embarrassed.

As a wizard, he could only throw stones at Voldemort that night and couldn't use any magic at all.

He didn't know what happened to him that day.

His forehead hurt and his brain was in a mess. Apart from rescuing Ron, he couldn't remember anything, let alone the magic he had learned.

In contrast, Andy's performance was much more handsome.

Whether it was subduing Ron, knocking out Filch, or fighting against Voldemort's soul, Andy showed decisive judgment and strong strength.

In the battle that night, Andy didn't even move, and there was no dust on his wizard robe.

If everyone didn't say that he defeated Voldemort, Harry thought Andy was more like the savior of the wizarding world than him.

"Okay! This is a good idea."

Ron agreed, "It would be great if we took classes with Ravenclaw next semester."

Although he didn't remember what happened that night, Harry had told him several times.

Harry even thought that Andy's strength was stronger than some professors. Because Harry noticed that Dumbledore's attitude towards Andy was different from that towards others.

That was a kind of...

Harry couldn't tell, he felt that Dumbledore was a little afraid of Andy... but this was too ridiculous!

"Let's wait until tomorrow!"

Harry whispered: "Let's not discuss it for now."

"Okay!" Ron nodded, then said bitterly: "Harry, you really should talk about it later. I have no appetite at all now, and I feel like I can't eat anything."

Harry shrugged helplessly.