"Gryffindor deducts twenty points, blatantly making loud noises in my class, Weasley, are you tired of the kitchen flavor of elves and want to try my deaf reagent?" Snape sneered, and happily borrowed Ron to deduct points. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It was Malfoy who provoked first," Harry said angrily, but at that moment, Snape exclaimed, "By now, you should all have finished adding all the ingredients." The potion has to be boiled before it can be drunk, and when the medicine rolls, we will pack up our things, and then we will test Longbottom's ......."

"It's not fair!" Harry said stubbornly, gritting his teeth angrily.

Snape stopped, black eyes staring straight at Harry, as if he were going to burn him to death in the condemnation of his own eyes. His mouth tilted impatiently, "Oh, Mr. Potter thinks it's unfair, so who saw that Draco provoked first?"

Harry was speechless, who would stand up and offend Snape as openly as he did at this time?

Naturally, not a single person in the entire class raised their hand and was willing to stand up and testify for him.

Most of the people watched in amazement, many of the Gryffindors were separated, and the students who had witnessed all of this around Harry at the time were mostly Slytherins, and it was better to rely on them to testify than to count on the wand to speak for them.

Crabbe and Goyle burst out laughing, while Neville sweated and stirred his potions, occasionally turning his head anxiously at Harry, worried about him.

Hermione gave him instructions through the corners of her mouth so that Snape wouldn't see them. Then, she resolutely raised her hand herself.

"You're a Gryffindor, Miss Granger, and you should know that your words have no effect on Potter's authenticity," Snape smirked mockingly, his lips twitching.

Hermione was unimpressed.

"Professor, can I say something?" asked Hermione, holding her hand high.

In front of the class, Snape glanced around for a moment, then nodded impatiently.

"Hurry up Miss Granger, or you're indirectly murdering for money. ”

"I mean, if there's a guy who's done watching the whole thing, would you be willing to promise not to threaten or punish her after she's told all the facts?" Hermione said earnestly.

Snape turned his gaze to Vio, who had remained in a position unchanged from the time Harry had looked at her.

She seemed wrong the whole time, but it wasn't obvious until now.

Hermione said this, and she herself trembled slightly as if she had suddenly reacted, and then shrank to the side.

Snape nodded nonchalantly and agreed to Hermione's request. He seemed to be going to leave Hermione completely dead and completely speechless.

"Vio, don't hide," Hermione said as she walked over and grabbed Vio, "You know we're all waiting for your answer. ”

“…… I just saw them talking normally, and as for the content, I didn't know," Vio took a deep breath, "and I don't want to know the content anymore." ”

"Professor Snape, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable with my homework here, can I leave first?" Vio asked Snape with a sincere and polite gesture as he took out his bag he had already packed.

Snape scrutinized her for a few seconds, his sharp black eyes as if trying to see through her exterior and into the heart.

Eventually, he nodded oddly as Neville handed over Toad Levle and his potion.

As they watched Vio leave the classroom, they began to look at Neville, who was sweating all over his face, and the potion bottle he had carefully carried to the podium. The toad screamed miserably, as if foreseeing its own future.

As Vio stepped around the corner, Snape's voice could be heard faintly behind him: "Everyone come over to see what will happen to Longbottom's toads." If he makes a shrinking potion, his toad will shrink into a tadpole. If he had done something wrong, and I had no doubt about that, the toad would have been poisoned and died. ”

Vio then walked a few more steps, and the room erupted with a sound that was loud enough to tear over the basement ceiling.

She was stunned, but finally laughed.

When Professor Lupin was in the classroom for his first Defence Against the Dark Arts class, Professor Lupin wasn't there. They all sat down, pulling out their books, quills, and parchment, and when Lu Hu finally entered the classroom, they were talking. Lupin smiled and placed his tattered suitcase on the lectern. He was as ragged as he had come, but looked healthier than he had been on the train, as if it had been due to the fact that he had eaten a few meals solidly.

"Good afternoon," he said, "please put all your books back in your bag." Today is a practical lesson, and all you need is a wand. ”

The class put the books back in their bags, and several students exchanged surprised looks. They had never taken a Defence Against the Dark Arts practice class before, except for the memorable lesson from last year, where the original teacher had brought a cage of leprechauns and released them all.

"So," said the professor, seeing that everyone was ready, "will you follow me?"

The class was confused, but also interested, and all stood up and walked out of the classroom with Professor Lupin. He led them down the corridor where no one was around, turning a corner.

There, the first thing they saw was Peeves the Poltergeon, floating head down in the air, shoving gum into his nearest keyhole.

It wasn't until Professor Lupin was two feet away from Peeves that he looked up, and then he twisted his toes and curled his feet and began to sing.

"Stupid and muddy Lupin," Pieves sang, "stupid and muddy Lupin, stupid and muddy Lupin......"

Peeves is always rude and difficult to manage, but he usually has some respect for his teachers. Everyone quickly turned their eyes to the professor to see what he was doing, and he was still smiling.

"If I were you, Peeves, I'd take the gum out of the keyhole," said Lupin pleasantly, "and Mr. Filch can't go in and get a broom." ”

Filch is the caretaker of Hogwarts, a grumpy, uneducated wizard who is always at odds with his students and against Peeves. However, Peeves ignored Professor Lupin's words and only blew out a wet raspberry loudly.

Professor Lupin sighed slightly and pulled out his wand.

"It's a useful little mantra," he said, turning back to the class, "and keep an eye on it." ”

He raised his wand, shoulder-high, and said, "Wadi Vasi!" and pointed at Peeves.

The small piece of gum shot out of the keyhole like a bullet and into Peeves' left nostril, and Peeves spun off the swerving way and rose steeply, cursing all the way.

"Awesome, sir!" said Dean Thomas in amazement.

"Thank you, Dean. Professor Lupin said, putting away his wand again. "Let's keep walking. They went down again, and the class looked at the ragged professor with added respect. He led them into the second hallway, where he stopped, just outside the faculty lounge.

"Please come in. Professor Lupin said, opening the door and taking a step back. (To be continued.) )