Suddenly, Snape felt so sad...... Ahem, I definitely don't mean anything to gloat.

When I first looked at HP, I thought that Dumbledore's partiality seemed to be a little too much, some hurt, is it really an apology, or can it be completely erased because it didn't happen? The robbers were just spoiled children, and the fact that they repeatedly broke the school rules at the time and enjoyed it may have something to do with Dumbledore's connivance at the time?

As for the subtle style of this chapter, it may be because I've been reading translations lately, so ...... Ahem......

Finally: Xiao Ao's life experience can be regarded as a hidden reveal, huh...... (Tenyin: You know basically everything you should know, right?) ）

PS: Happy Qingming Festival, everyone.

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grail

King (reversed): Negative news.

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Hogwarts, England

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Snape felt that he must have been unknowingly given a "potion of doom" recently. (Celestial: Professor, with your vigilance as a double agent, is it possible?) ）

It was rare to complete the brewing of the potion, and the news that I had seen in the newspaper for a long time was the escape of Cialis Black, one of the robber quartet of the year, and the thought of this secret man who chose to betray in the end, revealed Lily's location to Voldemort, causing the flame lily of the sun to wither and then leaving behind a replica of Potter with a brain capacity comparable to that of a troll that needed him to work hard, and Snape's magic almost got out of control.

He had no doubt that if Siris appeared in front of him now, he would definitely not hesitate to throw "Avada.Kedavra" at this old opponent who had been super bad since his student days.

The Ministry of Magic is full of bastards whose heads have been trampled on by trolls, whose guts have been eaten by basilisks, and whose bodies are only slug slime!

But the problem is that that's not all.

Faced with the empty potions cabinet after the Malfoy family's platinum peacock was swept away, the magic pressure on Snape's side was closer to the brink of an explosion after discovering that the peacock with the hormonal surplus had been looted again.

The living should not enter.

Just as Snape was staring at the picture of Cyris Black in his living room in Spidertail Alley, as if trying to poke the countless holes in the photo of the expired newspaper with his own eyes, the fireplace flame suddenly rose and turned green.

"Severus, please come to my principal's office."

However, it is clear that for Snape, whose face is as black as the bottom of a crucible and exudes a powerful cold aura of "don't mess with me" all over his body, there are still people who rely on the thick skin of the elderly to come over and continue to stimulate.

Like at this moment.

Fawkes was on the plane tree stand behind the door, his butt was lying outward, warming himself with his own flame - after all, this body was still very young when he had just reached Nirvana, unlike his own sweet toothy master, who had rough skin and thick flesh, and could not stand the invasion of the cold snap comparable to that of Siberia.

The power of the Serpent King's venom has never been underestimated, but it is clear that a certain variant of the Gryffindor pseudo-lion true fox has an extraordinary immunity to it.

"Hehe, Severus, keep your emotions in check. After all, the professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts for the next school year is an old acquaintance of Severus. ”

Smiling and extinguishing the sweets in front of him, Dumbledore looked calm.

"Albus, you have so much of a sweet tooth that tooth decay has emptied your already small brain!"

Lord Slytherin, who was already in an unhappy mood, immediately fell to the brink of going berserk, "You are talking about my old acquaintance. You won't forget the so-called, 'furry' problem with him, right?! ”

He was crazy to agree to let the bastard who almost killed him and his friends enter Hogwarts!

Especially...... Especially during the time when "she" was still attending Hogwarts. Dumbledore, how dare he!

"Ha, Severus, don't you know that, too?"

Dumbledore looked calm, "That's just a minor problem. With the Wolf Poison Potion configured by the top Potions Master, I'm sure this problem won't be a problem. ”

"Albus, have you forgotten?"

Snape's voice gradually lowered because of excessive anger, and the end of his words with an "s" almost joined together, "Back then, it was this so-called 'furry little problem' in your mouth that almost killed me and made ...... She lost her whereabouts straight away, and it wasn't until two damn years ago that I was allowed to see it...... Saw ......"

Snape couldn't go on.

What happened to the Screaming Booth during the full moon when he was in sixth year at Hogwarts, and the aftermath that followed him that led to the disappearance of his best friend at the time, is the deepest nightmare he continues even now, alongside the killing of Lily.

And what was the punishment for the initiators at that time?

Inconsequential college deductions, and mere verbal apologies.

It is undeniable that Dumbledore has been unreservedly partial to the Gryffindor Golden Lion since he was a professor at the school - so what is the problem with his partiality towards the students of Slytherin House?

Anyway, even he, the eccentric, gloomy, greasy old bat, found all sorts of names and excuses to deduct the scores of those stupid Gryffindor lions. Their patron, Mr. Headmaster Sweet Bee, who has a long list of titles, can find a reason to add up his score - well, in that case, at the last year's final House Cup, should he thank the Headmaster for holding Slytherins up and not Gryffindor for the Golden Boys' final prize?

Speaking of which......

Ignoring Dumbledore's rambling attempts to persuade him, Snape controlled his anger by emptying his mind.

Speaking of which, the source of what he felt was that his emotions were starting to go wrong...... Didn't you receive the usual owl letter?

The wrinkle between Snape's brows deepened by a few points.

True, he hadn't received a letter from Opal asking about potions for twenty-one days.

Obviously, I could receive a letter every five days every holiday, and for some reason, it had been twenty-one days since the last letter was sent - that is, the letter had been interrupted four times.

There was no excuse or excuse to stop, and it stopped—in fact, really, maybe it was the root cause of Snape's irritation.

Of course, Snape himself would not admit this.

For Snape had confirmed through Lucius's overly doting platinum peacock that his godson Draco and two other Slytherin students were visiting Opal's manor at that time.

It wasn't really anything, Snape told himself, and perhaps Opal was so busy with his peers that he had given up on his studies. For a Slytherin, mastering normal social etiquette and digging for information from it is also a must-have.

But at the same time, you can't expect those teenagers in their early teenage years to maintain the same sanity as their parents, instinct is far faster than reason, and it is normal for them to do so.

It's just that, although the intellect thinks so...... But in the face of being inadvertently ignored by others, especially if they were someone specific, Snape decided to reserve his anger and the right to spray venom on it.

Although, it's really stupid enough to think and act like Gryffindor.

The bad news kept coming, but just when Snape thought he shouldn't be in a worse situation than he was in, it was clear that someone had decided to push the limits of his patience.

The glowing fireplace flames in the Headmaster's room interrupted Dumbledore's chatter, removing Snape from the humming sound - in fact, Snape knew he hadn't paid attention to what Dumbledore was saying, but there were things that could be guessed by just inference, nothing more than about the werewolf with the furry problem...... Hmph, the stupid Gryffindor Golden Boy - liberated.

That's not good news though.

"Dumbledore!"

McGonagall's voice came from the fireplace, "Dementors have attacked the Hogwarts Express, and a third-year Slytherin has used the Patronus Charm, causing a magical riot. ”

After a slight pause, McGonagall's voice came again, "Harry Potter passed out on the spot due to the Dementor attack. ”

Snape's brow furrowed slightly, although he didn't know who the third-year student was, but the mere fact that he had mastered the Patronus Charm, which he could only learn from the sixth grade onwards, was enough for him to give rewards and extra points. However, a qualified Slytherin will never leave himself with a way out (Celestial: Professor, I think you seem to be the least qualified to say this). Sure enough, that student needed more guidance.

Can't that golden boy who is so much loved by Dumbledore stop a little?!

It's not school yet, and it's such a big situation. Although the Dementors will turn out the deepest nightmare in a person's memory, since those Dementors have been driven away by the Patronus Charm, this adverse effect will definitely not cause too much damage, maybe nightmares are inevitable afterwards, but ......

Fainted on the spot?!

He remembered a successful "prank" he had done with his friends when he was a student—the insolent robber quartet had been tricked in, and the culprit seemed to have a subtle overlap with what he had just heard.

Sure enough, it was the stupidity, recklessness, and ignorance of the Potter family, and it seemed that even mixing in Lily's blood could not make this bad influence weaken a little. Does this mean that it is genetically powerful or does it show that someone's stupidity and cowardice are simply incorrigible?

God knows how much self-control it took Snape to keep the corners of his mouth from curling with a smile at this subtle, distorted thought.

Over there, Dumbledore also became serious because of the sudden incident, and he sprinkled a handful of Floo powder into the fireplace: "Bobby (Celestial: Lady Pomfrey, Queen of the Medical Wing), get the relevant medical equipment ready, I think we may have to welcome a group of frightened children." ”

After saying this, he turned to Snape, who was pursing his lips at the side, "Severus, I think we need to make a trip." I think you should have the corresponding potions in your portable potions chest, right? ”

"Albus, your brain is so full of honey that you forgot the tranquilizer and the potion that suppresses the magic riot, aren't you the usual potions!"

Severus True Potions Snape let go of his disdain for a certain old whitebearded bee at Hogwarts, turned and walked to the fireplace, "Wait for me for five minutes." ”

It was only because he was worried that the students of his academy would agree to go with him.

Harry Big Trouble, Brainless Trolls, Potter is nothing more than incidental.

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The first thing Snape saw was the petite silver-haired figure lying flat on the ground after being removed from the carriage - the near-raging storm of magic that enveloped her whole body, showing the real person in McGonagall's message that had taken place in the magical riot.

Snape gasped almost instantly.

"Albus!"

After seeing Snape and Dumbledore, the werewolf, who was half-kneeling not far from the girl, showed a relieved look, "I can't help it. A magical riot of this magnitude can only be suppressed by a related wizard, so notify her family as soon as possible......"

The abrupt stop was entirely due to Snape's movements, which he shoved into Dumbledore's hand with a slightly rough movement, then walked to Opal's side with a fairly quick movement, and then picked up Opal like that, despite the raging storm of magic cutting his clothes and skin.

The next moment, with a "I'll take her back first", Snape took Opal and used the Directional Portkey and disappeared from the werewolf and Dumbledore.

"This ......"

Looking at the location where the Potions Professor and the silver-haired girl disappeared with some confusion, the werewolf hesitantly turned his gaze to Dumbledore, who was smiling and touching his beard, and then reacted under his slow nod, "I said, that kid is really ...... Voti's ...... O Merlin! ”

"You've also said that only a related wizard can solve the magical riot in that child."

Dumbledore confirmed the werewolf's speculation, "Severus is the one to do it." ”

"But...... Voti is not...... Not since I was in sixth grade...... Missing?! Otherwise, they wouldn't have briefly stopped the conflict with a bat because of the guilt they felt so much that they were in the seventh grade.

The werewolf completely stammered, "Year, age...... It's not right in terms of age at all! ”

"Severus has already done a blood test, and the child is indeed his flesh and blood. And just by looking at that child, you should know whose child she is, right? ”

Careful to conceal part of the truth, Dumbledore looked at the crumbling werewolf that had been struck, and decided to kindly change the subject, "Let's not talk about that, how is Harry?" ”

"It's okay, it's just that I was too frightened and fainted. The Dementors had an even bigger effect on him than I had originally thought. ”

At the mention of Harry, the werewolf's expression immediately returned to calm and seriousness, "But fortunately, there are no after-effects, I came down to my senses." But Albus, how could the Ministry of Magic allow Dementors to run around?! The Hogwarts school bus that was even attacked?! ”

"Oh, hehe, it's a long story......"

"Stop!"

After seeing the white-bearded old man who was the best at fooling people, he started to look "oh hehe, oh hehe" again, the werewolf, who had been fooled countless times but could only reflect afterwards every time, took a half step back and had a black line on his face, "Listen to me first, it's related to Harry." ”

"What's the matter?"

"It's about Siris, and it's about Peter."