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12. Solution

Harry was picking up his spoon and was about to start his soup when a big bearded owl sat down in front of him.
Poppy and Snape, who were discussing further treatment over Harry, immediately turned their attention to the bird
Both were extremely suspicious. What was going on again? Snape got to the point.
"If that's bad news again, I can not guarantee anything."
"Do not worry, Professor, this is sailor, he belongs to Gripockthat's probably the family tree of the Potters I asked for. "Harry greeted the bird first, then released it from its burden: a letter and a bookafter giving him another owl-cook, some of whom were now standing in a bowl on Harry's bedside table, Segler set off again.
Meanwhile, Harry put the papers on his side and continued eating. he knew Poppy would not allow him to miss a meal. He also got hungry from the walk.
Satisfied, the mediwitch turned back to Snape and continued her interrupted conversation.

After the boy finished eating, he made himself comfortable with his two birds and reached for Gripock's letter.

Dear Mr. Evans!

As Professor Snape told me, you want to see the pedigree of the Potter family.
That's why I'm sending you the family history book and family tree.
Since I am well aware of why you need this document, I have taken the liberty of highlighting the positions relevant to you. that is, every magical being that you could possibly transform yourself into shines blue.
Unfortunately neither I nor one of my colleagues has been able to find a way to solve your current situation.
Please be sure to always be supportive.
I hope I could help you at least a little, and I look forward to our next reunion.

Sir Gripock (Great Leprechaun)
Gringotts

Despite the unfortunate news, Harry had to smile. That Gripock had not forgotten him with MrAddressing evans and not the now hated Potter really meant a lot to him.
He then took the book with his family history. However, he was not in the least interested in him, but he immediately turned his attention to the list of family members. And snorted.
"Merlin's three-day beard, that's not a pedigree, it's a trunk forest!"
This exclamation gave the boy again the undivided attention of all present, both human and animal.
"What do you mean, Harry, did not you know that your paternal family came as far as Merlin?" Poppy said, puzzled.
"No, where is it fromThe only thing I know about my parents is that they fought Riddle and died. Well, and some stories from my father's school days. Nothing else, somehow nobody ever thought that was important. "
even if it was not nearly as terrible as other things he had learned about the boy the last few days. Snape was struck by the fact that no one, not even Dumbledore, had found it necessary to educate the little boy about his past. It only proved too clearly that nobody really seemed to have cared for Harry as a person.
Once again, the Potions master was torn from his gloomy thoughts.
"Good that Gripock has marked the important ancestors for me, otherwise I would next week still sit at this damn book," the boy railed on already. Then he turned to his teacher.
"Professor ... um ... would you me, ... I mean, if you do not mind and you have time, would you go through with me the magical beings I'm considering, I do not think so that I know all, maybe you can explain it to me? "
oh, man, how Harry hated this stupid thing, that was worse than Ron's behavior towards Fleur last year. And besides, he hoped his professor would not know that Harry was well versed with magical creatures. but the fact was that the green-eyed, as selfish as it sounded, was not ready to let Snape go again. But the boy just felt too comfortable in his presence.
So he looked hopefully and with what he knew, redhead on in anticipation of a positive response. Did he mention how embarrassing he was?
Snape's head, meanwhile, was working at full speed. Did the boy really want him, the bat from the dungeons, to stay with him? He saw very well how embarrassing this green-eyed request was, but he also saw his pupil's gaze, which, as he had already feared, he could not stand. and it was also that the professor appreciated Harry's presence more and more and he was now responsible for the boy.
So he nodded and sat back down on the visitor's chair he seemed to have rented, by the side of Harry's bed. did it just happen to him or did he look triumphantly at the pair of birdies on the bed? At first he did not look at Poppy, so masochistically he was not in the mood. Although his work as a spy suggested otherwise.
the mediwitch had really given him a knowing smile. Then, however, went back to her office to make further preparations for the new school year.