Close Or Far From The Law

Chapter 24 : 23. Having to act...

Seeing June looming made Harry happy. He wanted to leave Hogwarts, to see something other than the castle even though he loved it. It was because of Dumbledore, the man had never stopped getting on his nerves ever since he knew he had taken him away from his godfather. By magic, so many things could have been spared him if the director had not intervened. And besides, what right did he have to do it? That was always the question he asked himself as investigations stalled. We still didn't know who used his ring and we didn't know who sabotaged the elevator. To think that he had believed that this kind of thing was resolved much more quickly in the wizarding world, it was proven to him that it was in reality even more complex and even more frustrating.

The only thing that saved him from his gloomy thoughts was the approach of the exams. Harry had never felt so ready to take on the challenge, despite the various things that might have disconcerted him lately. First of all, Slytherin behavior in general. From what he understood about the construction of the house, we followed the leader and did what he said. Currently, the leader of the Slytherins was a man named Carrow with whom Harry had never had any problems or discussions. What surprised him was how much the Slytherins in his year seemed to be scrutinizing him. Of course, he thought he was dreaming at first, because why would Slytherins be interested in him, except to denigrate him? To finally realize that everything was calm, so calm. And Draco Malfoy was wise, so wise. Polite too. Was it because of Voldemort? The dark wizard hadn't spoken to him about it and Harry didn't dare broach the subject. He didn't want to give himself more importance than he could have. Or he was afraid of being disappointed, he didn't really know.

Something else that perplexed him was the growing tension between Remus Lupine and Severus Snape. It was obvious to the entire castle that the Potions professor dreamed of wringing the Defense professor's neck and that if that hadn't happened, it was simply because murder was punishable and everyone would know that it was. was him. Harry didn't understand anything, Professor Lupine was only doing his job while being polite to everyone. And although he had a wild appearance at times, he simply found that Snape was overdoing it, as he often did. Lupine wasn't difficult to avoid and even though Harry was willing to chat with the man, he couldn't get comfortable with him. Probably because the teacher was hiding something and Harry would be crazy to completely trust a Defense teacher.

Finally, the last thing that bothered him, more than the rest, was Hermione. His best friend was a little better but he was still worried because clearly the problem was not entirely resolved. The brunette had slammed the door of the Divinations class after yet another speech on Harry's certain death when he was not even taking this subject. One thing that always bothered him was that the Gryffindor girls sometimes whispered as he passed with worried or sad looks, which had the gift of irritating him. He had spoken about it to their head of house but McGonagall had simply said that she couldn't do anything about it and that he should try to speak to the Divinations professor himself. Harry found it hard to believe that this wasn't about McGonagall. People kept saying that one of her students was going to die and she only got angry about it without doing anything about it. This kind of behavior was beyond him. And there, he had had enough and for good reason…

-Okay, since she's so convinced that I'm going to die, I'm going to go ask her myself how it's going to happen!

Thus interrupting Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil who were chatting not far from them, glancing at him too frequently. Impossible to concentrate on anything with such actions, it had to stop. Ron looked at him as if he were his savior and quickly stood up.

Yes, let's see! Mione, are you coming?

-I left his class, it's not to set foot there again. No thanks.

The brunette had her hair in all directions while she didn't take her eyes off her books. Harry would have appreciated it if she put down her books for a few minutes to get some fresh air. However, trying to force her would only start an argument. Harry instead turned to Neville who smiled at him gratefully.