HP: I beat the otome game at Hogwarts

Chapter 121 Professor Lu Ping Saves the Day

The sharp-tongued platinum young master's head tilted to the side after being hit by the mud, but his expression was full of confusion. The attack was too sudden, and he had no time to react.

Lyra stood there, somewhat stunned, staring at Ron, who was laughing so hard he almost fell over. He had to grab the fence with both hands to keep himself from sliding down.

In a flash, Lyra realized everything—it was Harry! He was wearing the Invisibility Cloak and sneaking around Hogsmeade with Ron!

"What the hell—?" Draco Malfoy tried to wipe the mud off his head, but another mud attack soon followed.

Snapped!

"You bastard! Get out here!" Draco was both ashamed and furious, his neck turning pink with rage. He pulled out his wand and waved it wildly, trying to find the thing that had attacked him.

"I heard this place is haunted, isn't it?" Ron managed to squeeze out a moment to mock Malfoy amidst his maniacal laughter. "Tsk, Malfoy, it seems even ghosts hate you, hahaha!"

Draco was being relentlessly chased and beaten by mud in front of Lyra, but couldn't catch the culprit at all. In his frustration, he could also smell a stench emanating from himself.

Ron's gloating expression immediately enraged Draco, who lunged at Ron, and the two boys rolled into a heap.

Lyra: "..."

Looking at the two boys covered in mud on the ground, Leila didn't really want to step in and break up the fight.

Just as Lyra hesitated, Harry, wearing the Invisibility Cloak, couldn't bear to see his good brother suffer at Malfoy's hands. He quickly threw away the mud on his hands and joined the melee, stretching out his leg to try to kick Malfoy away and lend Ron a hand.

But Malfoy's wildly waving arm hit Ron on the nose. Ron instinctively bent over and covered his nose, but accidentally bumped into Harry. Harry slipped and fell to the ground, and the Invisibility Cloak slid off his face.

Suddenly, a familiar face appeared in the air, bearing lightning-shaped scars.

Everyone was stunned by Harry's unexpected exposure.

Draco Malfoy stared intently, his eyes wide.

"Aha—!"

The young master of Platinum suddenly shouted, then turned around and ran desperately down the mountain, even ignoring Lyra beside him.

Malfoy's actions broke the silence, and Lyra immediately realized that Harry was in big trouble if he was caught sneaking out of the castle against the rules.

"Faint—" Lyra instinctively reached for her wand, intending to cast a stun spell on Draco, but she swallowed the incantation halfway through.

Knocking him out is easy, but sooner or later this platinum-haired young master will wake up. As long as he doesn't lose his memory, he will still expose Harry's violation to the school. We can't just shoot him with the "Forget All" spell like Lockhart did, can we?

"Harry! Run!" Ron reacted quickly too. "Run back to the castle!"

Harry glanced at Lyra and Ron, who were standing not far away and covered in mud, and ran down the mountain without saying a word.

*

Lyra and Ron, worried about Harry, hurried back in the carriage. Along the way, Ron looked at Lyra several times, wanting to say something but then stopping himself. He really wanted to find out if Lyra's date at Hogsmeade was that damned Malfoy, but in the end, he didn't dare to ask.

Lyra had barely stepped into the Gryffindor common room, and before she could even check if Harry was alright, she was told to report to Professor Snape's office.

Ron and Lyra exchanged uneasy glances—both had a premonition that Harry was there too.

"Where did this come from, Potter!"

Lyra rushed to the cellar and heard Professor Snape shout angrily.

The portrait of Medusa at the door looked at Laila with the same eyes one would give a lamb about to be sheared.

The cellar door opened smoothly and silently, and Professor Snape's oppressive aura was palpable as he waved an old parchment that Lyra recognized all too well, while Harry stubbornly held his head high and remained motionless.

“White!” Professor Snape suddenly turned to Lyra. “Mr. Malfoy just told me that he saw Potter at Hogsmeade, and you were there too.”

Professor Snape's gaze flickered in the dim cellar, like a venomous snake spotting its prey, sending chills down one's spine.

"Tell me, what did you see?" Professor Snape's deep growl sent a chill down Harry's spine.

Lyra was also hesitant to look Professor Snape in the eye and lie to his face.

But to be honest, Lyra felt that Harry might die in the cellar today.

Leila tried to think of a solution, but she felt as if her brain was frozen by the professor's cold gaze.

Suddenly, the flames in the fireplace shot up, and a large, swirling figure appeared inside. A few seconds later, Professor Lupin, dressed in a tattered robe, crawled out of the fire, attracting the attention of everyone in the cellar.

“Good afternoon, Severus,” Professor Lupin greeted Professor Snape warmly. “I heard Harry is here with you. Well, I happen to need to speak with him…”

Leila looked at Professor Lupin with admiration. Despite the terrible atmosphere, he could still speak as if nothing was wrong. He truly deserved to be the most popular teacher in the entire school.

"Is that so—" Professor Snape's cheeks twitched with rage. He walked up to Lupin and roughly waved the parchment in front of Lupin's face. "You've come at the perfect time!"

"This kind of evil magic is right into your area of ​​expertise!" Professor Snape pointed to the old parchment, the writing on it still gleaming. "This is a dangerous item found on Potter!"

Upon hearing this, Professor Lupin glanced at Harry, who sensed the warning in his eyes. He shut his mouth and swallowed his rebuttal.

Lyra stood in the doorway, trying to shrink herself into the shadows, hoping Professor Snape would forget about asking her to be a witness, while inwardly cheering for Professor Lupin, hoping he could withstand the terrible attack from the cellar master.

Fortunately, Professor Lupin did not disappoint. He gently but firmly denied that the parchment was dangerous and used the excuse of assigning homework to safely take Harry and Lyra away from the cellar.

“Harry, you shouldn’t have used the Marauder’s Map to sneak into Hogsmeade.” Professor Lupin’s expression was more serious than ever before.

"Professor, how did you know this was a map?" Harry and Lyra both looked surprised.

“I happen to know about this. I won’t ask how you got it, but I won’t let you have it anymore,” Professor Lupin dismissed Harry briefly. “Harry, your parents sacrificed themselves to protect you, not so that you would risk your safety to sneak out and play.”

These words were extremely serious, and Harry lowered his head and stood there in silence.

Lyra didn't know how to comfort him and felt a little embarrassed, so she walked away silently, completely unaware that Professor Lupin was staring at her back as she climbed the marble stairs with a strange expression.