Popular Web NovelsChapter 567 News about the Elder WandChapter 567 News about the Elder Wand
"Homework, a twelve-inch long paper discussing the properties of moonstone and its use in medicine, due on Thursday, get out of class is over!"
Snape's eyes swept across the group of students who were pale with fright at their homework, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but feel a little happy. When he walked out of the classroom, he glanced at Loren, his deep eyes full of meaning.
Loren:...
He thought about it for a while, and it probably didn't mean that he would go find him after turning off the lights at night. After all, Snape must have never read a certain oriental classic mythological novel. ...getting rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, he pushed the textbooks on the table in front of Hermione and hurriedly followed her out.
After jogging a few steps out of the classroom, he saw the aloof Professor Snape walking slowly towards the corner of the underground corridor, his steps slower than a lame retired Auror, obviously waiting for him to catch up.
Loren silently complained a few words in his heart, ran quickly to follow him, and greeted politely: "Professor Snape, long time no see, did you have a good summer vacation?"
< br>Snape had been quietly paying attention to the footsteps behind him since just now. When he heard his childish greeting, he couldn't help but pause. He felt that this sentence was too harsh, and he said coldly: "If I I remember correctly, the last time we met was at Black's house a week ago, or are you under Crouch's forgetfulness spell and your brain is broken?"
The expression on Loren's face did not change, he understood this. It was the unique concern of a certain professor, and he couldn't help but smile: "No, professor, this is just a normal greeting."
"The powerful Mr. Morgan still greets me, the Potions Professor?"< br>
Snape glanced at him sideways, his tone cold and slightly mocking, "Fighting head-on against two ruthless Death Eaters, easily defeating and capturing two dark wizards, Mr. Morgan fully demonstrated his advanced transformation skills..."< br>
"Thank you, Professor Snape, for your compliments..." Loren spoke subconsciously, and quickly reacted, saying seriously and solemnly, "I mean, thanks to Professor Snape's "Teaching."
"Really?" Snape gradually quickened his pace, "Then go to my office, I have specially prepared extracurricular tutoring for you!"
Loren's face! It was full of embarrassment: "It's not convenient now, Professor, it's lunch time soon."
"The house elf will bring lunch to the office." Snape said expressionlessly Step ahead.
"..."
A certain Slytherin headmaster was too enthusiastic. Loren couldn't resist him and reluctantly followed him into the office.
This underground office is still so dark. The wooden shelves on both sides of the room are filled with specimens of various animals and plants. The lifelike faces and lifeless postures interweave a strange and silent atmosphere, as if The thing in the jar will open its eyes at any time and stare at the people in the room.
This is really not a good environment for dining, but the professor's special lunch makes up for it.
The snowflake steak is seared on the outside and tender on the inside. The aroma is overflowing with oil. The meat is firm and has no fascia. The juice will overflow when you bite it. The freshly cooked mushroom soup is even more fragrant and rich in flavor. As for the The vegetable salad was just mediocre, and Loren was never very fond of it.
Snape did not hold on to the summer vacation. While the house elf was serving the food, he gave some instructions not to have too much contact with Death Eater things. When Loren had almost eaten, he was still cutting the steak slowly. While casually saying:
"Can I get full marks for the Potions subject in the O.W.L.s exam next June?"
"Uh..."
Loren swallowed the last piece. Steak, thought for a moment and nodded lightly, without saying too much: "If there is no unexpected situation, it should be fine."
"No matter if there is any unexpected situation, you will be under my spell next year." Medicine improvement class."
"Uh..."
Loren took out a cherry tomato from the salad bowl, threw it into his mouth and took a bite. The sweet and sour juice dissipated the greasiness of the steak, and at the same time silently complained in his heart: Sixth grade It's okay to raise the potion level, but if it's not yours, I'm not sure.
If he remembered correctly, when Umbridge retired from the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts next year, there was really no one to apply for the job. Dumbledore finally decided to let Snape rotate the job internally, and the re-employment had already been completed. Retired Horace Slughorn resumed his position as Professor of Potions...
He calmly withdrew his gaze and nodded heavily: "Okay Professor, no problem Professor."
"Bring your little girlfriend with you too. You should give her more tutoring this year. It's best if she gets full marks in the exam."
"I'll tell Hermione."
"Huh?"
"Okay Professor, no problem Professor."
"Well..." Snape acted Chewing slowly, the nasal cavity draws out the final sound slightly. Although the student's O.W.L.s test scores are not considered a teacher's performance, two more students with perfect scores can also highlight his high teaching standards and his ability to stand out in front of other professors and colleagues in the field of potions. Long-faced, "And the famous Harry Potter, supervise him to complete his homework carefully and ensure that he can successfully enter the Potions Advanced Class next year."
"Good professor, no problem professor. "
Loren agreed readily. Anyway, Professor Slughorn would take the Potions course. According to the old professor's keen stamp collecting character, even if Harry failed in Potions, he could enter the Potions Advanced Class.
"Urge him in your name and don't reveal that this is what I mean."
"I know..."
Loren glanced at Snape, There was only a small piece of steak left on the plate. After pondering for a few seconds, he still asked, "Professor, how is your research on the potion to bring the dead back to life?"
"The progress is slow."
< br>
Snape's tone was calm and vague, as if he didn't want to talk too much about this matter. "You are still just a student. Do what a student should do, and don't get involved in the messy things of adult wizards."
Loren chewed the sweet and sour cherry tomatoes silently, and said calmly: "Professor, you know me. I have always abided by school rules and am a good and well-behaved student."
Snape did not refute. , he must have believed it, and continued to warn: "Try not to hang out in Hogsmeade on weekends. Go to Mrs. Puddieff's Teahouse for dates. Don't go to bars, especially the Pig's Head Bar. If you see suspicious wizards, try to stay away..."
Loren didn't expect Snape's instructions to be so careful. He was stunned for a moment and couldn't help asking: "Did something happen?"
"It hasn't happened yet, but it may happen soon. It will happen."
Snape paused for a moment, thinking that Loren was Dumbledore's chosen one, that he could handle two senior Death Eaters on his own, and was proficient in Occlumency, so he decided to say a few more words and make it clear to avoid this. The boy went to check it out out of curiosity. "The mysterious man has realized that there is something wrong with his wand. Recently, he is planning to replace it with a more powerful wand, the legendary Elder Wand! Not long ago, he got clues about the Elder Wand and ordered the food to be eaten." The Dead Apostles mobilized financial and material resources to search, and many dark wizards hid in Hogsmeade in disguise for generous rewards. ""The Elder Wand..."
Loren repeated, His expression was a little strange, and he raised his eyebrows and asked tentatively: "What does Dumbledore think of this? There will be Hogsmeade Week in October. As the principal of Hogwarts, how does he plan to deal with these food items?" Dead Apostles and Dark Wizards?"
"He said he wanted to discuss it with Professor McGonagall..."
Snape shook his head, "You just need to have a general understanding of these things. As I said before, your current responsibility is to prepare for the exam next June, and leave other matters to the adult wizards."
"Okay, Professor..."
Realizing that Dumbledore had not revealed the real information about the Elder Wand to Snape, Loren stopped asking questions and discussed some potions topics appropriately. After chatting about the teaching content and club activities this school year, Loren left the Potions office when class was about to begin in the afternoon.
...
"What did I talk about with Professor Snape?"
Facing the two people's questioning, Loren looked helpless, sighed and spread his arms Hands, "What else can we talk about? What did he say about eugenics tutoring poor students? He told me to urge you to study Potions well and complete your Potions homework on time..."
At this time, they were walking on a stair landing, passing in front of portraits of wizards, and were on their way to the North Tower for a divination class. Because Hermione's elective was ancient runes instead of divination, she did not go with them. Son.
Hearing his friend so ruthlessly implying that he was a poor student, Harry was so angry that he waved his wand and shouted loudly that he wanted to duel him.
"Duel?" Loren knocked on a portrait of a knight on the wall, "Sir Cadogan, Harry wants to duel with you."
Sir Cadogan immediately pulled out his hand The sword waved at Harry fiercely: "Come on, let's have an upright and fair duel, a duel between knights!"
"I'm not...I didn't..." Harry's His expression became unbearable, he quickened his pace and ran away in embarrassment.
"Come back, you running coward! Don't back down, fight me!" Sir Cadogan shouted in a muffled voice from behind the mask, but Harry just kept walking forward, and Sir Cadogan wanted to chase him, so He jumped into an adjacent painting and was entangled by a ferocious-looking wolf dog in the painting.
Follow the twists and turns of the stairs and go all the way to the top of the north tower. Climb up a silver ladder and pass through the trap door above your head to enter Sybill Trelawney's house. classroom.
"Hello, classmates, welcome back to Divination class, I have been paying attention to your destiny throughout the summer vacation..."
Professor Trelawney sang in that vague and dreamy voice, She still looked thin, wearing black-rimmed glasses that covered half of her face, a thick shawl, and various accessories hanging on her body. She was forced to sit in front of the stove.
The not very strong fire gave off an unpleasant smell of spices, and the lamp covered with a cloth made the whole room very dim.
After sitting for less than ten minutes, the little wizards became sleepy one after another, their eyelids began to fight, and their heads moved little by little on the table.
Divination class is a course that many young wizards love and hate. They love it because the homework and exams are very easy. You don't have to use your brain. You can get high by just making up some unlucky things. I hate it because of Professor Trelawney's unique teaching style. She is used to refreshing students with terrifying curses when they are drowsy...
Loren opens the semester The divination textbook, "Dream Interpretation Guide" compiled by Inigo Inmag, is a heavy tome.
Although it is not clear what specific outstanding contributions this Imago wizard has made, after Loren spent twenty minutes reading the introduction, he was convinced that he was an amazing wizard. A "Dream Interpretation Guide" not only wrote Not only has relevant theoretical knowledge, but also the ability to guide people to practice.
"As expected of a wizard who can publish a book..."
Loren nodded with admiration, nodded again, repeated the above actions, and soon closed his eyes and fell into a dreamlike trance.
I don't know how long it took, but when Loren came back to his senses, the divination class was over, and Ron's voice could be heard muttering and complaining about homework.
"Oh my gosh, it's only Monday, how much homework do we already have? Binns asked us to write a foot-and-a-half long paper on the Giant War; Snape asked for a foot-long paper , talking about the uses of moonstone; now Trelawny wants us to write down our dreams every day for a month! Fred and George said that this O.W.L. year was difficult, and it seems so, doesn't it? Richie's women had better not give it to us again..."
On the way back to the main building of the castle, Harry walked on the outside, carefully avoiding the frame where Sir Cadogan might appear, and Ron walked beside him. , not far in front were Hermione, who had just finished studying ancient runes, and Loren, who was yawning.
"Huh..." Loren yawned again and said lazily, "There is history of magic in the morning and divination class in the afternoon. I will definitely have insomnia when I go back at night."
"I don't think so. You sleep better than some animals." Hermione responded casually.
"I suspect you are insulting me."
"How come, this is a compliment..." Hermione asked softly while checking the door number, "According to Snape The professor revealed that the Elder Wand in fairy tales actually exists? Is there really a wand in the world that can defeat death? "
"Don't think I don't know you are changing the subject." Loren shook. He bumped her with his shoulder and said, "Since the invisibility cloak is real, what's surprising about the appearance of an Elder Wand?"
"But the invisibility cloak is not as powerful as the legend says, and it cannot be avoided. The pursuit of death cannot even be avoided by some wizards with keen senses."
"The Elder Wand cannot always help its master win."
"..."
Hermione's little face wrinkled together, falling into deep thought.
When they walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, they found Professor Umbridge already sitting behind the podium.
She was wearing the same fuzzy pink cardigan she had worn the night before, with the black velvet bow on top of her head. The strong sense of déjà vu is so vivid that the same picture appears in every student's mind——
A big fly foolishly landed on a bigger toad.
(End of this chapter)
Previous Details NextPrivacy PolicyCookie Policy