On Friday morning, Snape sat in the teacher's seat as usual to eat, and as usual, he looked at the two Potters' cubs.
Very well, the big cub was finally not late today, and arrived at the auditorium at normal time.
Little cubs... The little cub was secretly looking at the big cub with his eyes shining.
Is...
It is worthy of the character of that little cub.
It's like a fool who completely forgot about Harry Potter's dislike of him on the first day of school.
Snape snorted coldly as the dining knife poked the steak inside the plate.
It wasn't until Quirrell Warcock reminded him that the steak had been smashed by him that he set his sights back on his plate.
Mocking himself in his heart for being troubled, the Potters' big and small cubs, what is the matter with him Snape?
He just has to take care of their safety!
Snape looked down at the meal, trying to hurry up and put an end to it all, who knew he heard a loud exclamation.
What's going on?
Restless after a meal?
Snape looked over irritably.
As a result, he saw Harry Potter standing next to the little cub.
Ignore the little cub for a few days, are you ready to come over and teach the little cub a lesson today?
Gryffindor, ahem!
Snape casually pulled out his wand.
He planned to give Harry Potter a disarming spell while he was working, and then arrange for him to be locked up for a month.
Spraying, having James Porter's son, dispose of the potion for him inside his potion office, was indescribably comfortable.
It's just that.
Not a fight?
Was the little cub invited to Gryffindor for dinner?
Snape's face was somewhat gloomy.
It's better to quarrel!
Harry Potter had no idea what it meant for him to invite the little cub to Gryffindor at this time.
This means that the cub will be ostracized by the rest of the Slytherin and punished by everyone.
Yes, according to Slytherin's rules, leaving when acting collectively means betrayal.
Especially on the rival house to Slytherin, Gryffindor!
When the cub returned to the common room in the evening, he would be punished by the Slytherin students one by one.
Unless the Slytherin students all gave up the opportunity to punish the little cub, the little cub would be picked up.
As Dean, Snape could have stopped them, but that meant that Darrenport would have been kicked out of the House by Slytherin.
Yes, get out of Slytherin House.
This is a Slytherin rule, not something that the principal and dean can change.
In other words, he had to get Darren punished.
Snape's face became so ugly that he even wanted to interrupt Darren's answer directly.
However, seeing Quirrell eavesdropping next to him, he still said coldly, "It seems that I need to prepare for Potter's punishment." "
"Then it doesn't have to... No need to be so, cruel."
Quirrell stammered.
Snape sneered.
No?
What?
As soon as he entered Hogwarts, he had a vague suspicion that the man had returned.
Even the man stayed at the back of Quirrell's head wrapped in cloth.
If he dared to show pity for Potter, who knew if it would attract the attention of that man?
And not a word this person said could be believed.
What doesn't have to be so cruel to Potter?
It's so funny.
Isn't that person known for his cruelty?
He had been killed once by the cub's brother, Harry Potter, how could he have treated the cub differently?
This may be the temptation of the man.
Want to know if he's still faithful?
Scold!
Snape coldly pushed away Quirrell's head, then turned away from the faculty seat.
Summoned the frontal Lu worried, Slytherin student council president.
"I need you to use Darren Porter, Drill Heart Charm!"
Snape said to the Greengrass girl.
Then he saw the girl's shocked eyes.
"This... Professor, I won't... It's black magic... I can't use this magic at school! "
The girl vehemently denied it.
But Snape saw the anger in her eyes, and even a little murderous.
Immature.
Murderous intent on a Slytherin dean?
If the enemy was in front of her, she was already dead at this time!
"Hmm, don't play your tricks, I allow you to use this magic... No, no, no, no one passed it on, isn't it illegal? "
Snape laughed sarcastically.
Then he did not listen to Miss Greengrass's next words, turned and left, but "accidentally" dropped a finger before leaving.
After seeing Miss Greengrass pick up the finger sleeve and show a look of sudden excitement, Snape quietly returned to his office.
In his office, he saw Dumbledore who was supposed to be in the auditorium.
"If I remember correctly, the current principal should have eaten at the teachers' table."
Snape squinted, his wand in his hand.
Although he didn't think anyone could get the headmaster's hair to disguise him.
"A little magic, good morning, Severus."
Dumbledore looked a little sleepy.
But his blue eyes were still wise.
Standing in the middle of Snape's office, he saw that Snape was still in that nervous look, counted his shoulders, and took out his old wand.
"Well, it's really you, then Dumbledore, what are you looking for me for?"
Snape snorted and put away his wand.
Unless Dumbledore was dead, the old wand could not have been given to anyone else.
"Severus, forgive the suffering of an old man, I need to go into Slytherin with you and watch Darren be punished!"
"Boo!"
Snape smashed the table at hand in anger.
He took out his wand and pointed it at Dumbledore and said angrily, "Dumbledore, what the hell are you going to do?" Don't you want to see that little cub really be tortured to death by drilling the heart and bones? "
"No, no, no, Severus, you think too much"
Dumbledore shook his head helplessly and motioned for Snape to put down his wand.
Snape was silent for a moment, and his eyes were hollow as he lowered his wand.
He said bitterly, "Dumbledore, you have always been like this, how can you make me believe in your factory?" "