"Friedrich, hand over your wand!"

Seeing that William was still sitting motionless, Snape's nose was about to be crooked, and he shouted again in a loud command.

His voice was not small, causing all the young wizards in the Great Hall to look at each other slightly, not knowing what was going on here, which made Snape so excited.

Yesterday, when he spotted the chairs that had been conjured by Transfiguration and Copying Charms, Snape immediately suspected William's head.

After all, he is proficient in silent casting and can skillfully transform the charm, and besides the professors, there are not many such students at Hogwarts.

And the vast majority of them are still seniors who are about to graduate, and they have to face a lot of problems every day, where to go after graduation, the ultimate wizard exam, and there is no time to do any pranks.

He didn't have anything to do with Snape, and there was no reason to do these things.

There was only one outlier in William, who had mastered those clever magic at a young age. So Snape could think of it with his ass that William was definitely the little wizard who had plotted against him in the secret passage, and he just hadn't caught any definite evidence yet.

And although William hadn't been found out on that day in the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts, Snape didn't believe William's words at all, he didn't believe a word.

Snape's heart was filled with anger and hatred for those who dared to play tricks on him from his school days, and he even transferred some of his hatred for Harry's father to these mischievous people.

It made him desperate to catch the murderer, and William, in Snape's eyes, William knew absolutely something.

Even if you're not the one who started it, you definitely know who those damn imps are.

But what angered Snape was that he could neither force William to take the Truth Elixir, nor could he easily peep at him with the Dementors.

He was no longer the young wizard who told his master the prophecy he had overheard on the spur of the moment, and he had learned to consider the consequences of doing so.

The anger of the Friedrich family and the massive pressure of public opinion were too much for the former Death Eater to bear, and he had an even more important mission to accomplish.

That damn plan about damn Dumbledore.

This made Snape very irritated, and he couldn't figure out what kind of secret was hidden in William's little head.

This made him so angry that he even had a nightmare last night. He dreamed that he was back in school, back to that afternoon that made him ashamed for the rest of his life, in front of the people he loved, being harried by Harry's father and a group of people.

It was a nightmare that no one else could have imagined, and it was Snape's greatest nightmare ever, because that very day he had said the most vicious of words.

Ten times more vicious than what he was saying to the Gryffindor students now, he scolded Lily for her ridiculous self-esteem, calling her a mudblood.

Although Snape later apologized more than once, a rift had already created and Lily could never forgive Snape, which eventually led to the two eventually parting ways, and Snape fell into darkness completely, missing out on the only woman he had ever loved in his life.

This made him very disgusted with the student in front of him.

Unlike his dislike for Harry, he had a more complex dislike for William.

Not only was his jealousy boiling, but also yesterday's prank, and he always felt that William had no reverence for him, especially after the headmaster's office had said those words.

This made him especially disgusted by this seemingly polite little ghost.

Although William hid it well, Snape was still keenly aware that beneath his seemingly humble attitude was a rather arrogant soul, a contempt for the rules.

Because even the brave Gryffindor lion cub would be frightened by Snape's words or two, but William would not.

It was as if he didn't know what to be afraid of, the duel in the corridor on the sixth floor, the performance in the headmaster's room, this was not what a normal little wizard should be.

This made Snape extremely unhappy.

So early this morning he was stuck in the Great Hall, waiting for William. But the damn creature didn't show up early in the morning, so he waited for a long time in vain.

Finally, just as he was about to go to Potions class to prepare the magic materials for the lesson, William finally walked into the Great Hall.

Look at what you say this time! Snape thought triumphantly to himself, and with that he strode over to William.

That's what just happened.

"What did you say, Professor Snape?" William asked a little confused, his head was a little wooden, which made him not react for a while.

Did the old bat eat gunpowder?

Why are you looking for trouble early in the morning?

"Don't pretend to be confused, have you forgotten what happened last night?"

Snape obviously misunderstood William's meaning, and he took William's stupidity as a fool, which made his face gradually cold, and the low air pressure emitted made many eaglets quietly leave the table.

"Give me, your, wand!" Snape said word for word.

Sure enough, he still found that flaw!

This was William's thoughts, because of a moment of negligence, he left those chairs conjured by magic in the secret passage, which was a rather serious flaw.

No, you can't hand over your wand so easily.

"Professor Snape, I don't remember Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry having a rule that says teachers have the right to take away wands from others at will." William looked up and looked at Snape's hollow black eyes without squinting.

can't be cowardly, if you turn your head, you will be ruined!

It means that you have a ghost in your heart.

"I have the right to refuse your request unless you give a reasonable reason, which is one of the few rights I have as a student.

If you forcibly take away my spell, then I will certainly protest like Hogwarts about it, but not in my capacity, but in the capacity of the Friedrich family, the future heir. ”

William began to pull tiger skins to make big flags, and was born into a legendary magic family, which was a resource that could be used.

And you've got what it takes to say what happened last night right here, in front of the public!

William had no fear to think, could Snape really tear his face?

A professor was clouded by a student and his eyes were dazzled by a spell. This would make him the laughing stock of all the students except Slytherin.

"You're threatening me?" William's words made Snape even more disgusted with the boy who was neither humble nor arrogant.

For some reason, Snape didn't like William as soon as they met, and this dislike not only did not disappear over time, but only worsened over time.

Hearing William's words, Snape only felt a fire rushing to his head, and he was about to be mad.

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