Chapter 17: Death
Lin Xiaoan clamped one end of the picture with his left index finger and middle finger to find the right angle: "Don't panic! Look at my ...... Dart! β
"Brush!"
When it was too late, the chocolate frog was parallel to the ground, spun rapidly and flew to the bottom of the crucible in front of Neville!
"Boom!"
Just as it touched the bottom edge of the crucible, the picture suddenly pry diagonally, and the whole crucible bounced high as if someone had kicked it, and flew towards the ......
That half of the classroom where the new Slytherin students are!
Slytherin Freshmen: "......"
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Suddenly, the little snakes cried and screamed, and Professor Snape had tic-tac-toe muscles protruding from his foreheadβ
"Pss
The lucky winner who won the ultimate unlucky jackpot was-
Don't worry, let's take a look from God's point of view -
Congratulations to Draco Malfoy...... What is the follower (too lazy to check) - Crabbe-san!
A pot full of potions was clasped on poor Crabbe's head, and nothing was wasted, and Crabbe was soaked in the potion, and his whole face, hands, arms, and legs were densely covered with red and swollen boils, and he screamed in pain.
"Oh, poor baby...... It's really spicy, I think I have a dense phobia......" Lin Xiaoan was still in the mood to say cool words, and was flew over by Professor Snape's eye knife, and Lin Xiaoan immediately vividly interpreted what it means to be "quiet as a chicken".
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"Idiot! Why don't you dodge! Professor Snape roared at Crabbe, waving his wand and sweeping away the potion that had dripped down the corner of Crabbe's coat and onto the ground.
"Get him to the infirmary!" Professor Snape snapped at Malfoy.
Draco Malfoy looked at Professor Snape in shock, "Me?!" Professor?! β
"You, Mr. Malfoy! With Mr. Goyle, send Mr. Crabbe to the infirmary! Don't make me say it a third time! β
Professor Snape's face was as black as ink: "Now, everyone! Put the potion you made in a bottle and hand it to the podium! Class! β
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Until he sat at the long table in Gryffindor and started to eat lunch, Lin Xiao'an still had a fascinated smile on his face, as if something good had happened, and as if he had done something bad and was secretly happy without being discovered, and his small appearance was impossible to look at.
"Xiao An, your expression ...... It's weird. Hermione picked up a glass of pumpkin juice and took a sip.
"I just...... I thought of one thing......" Lin Xiaoan said with a smile.
"What's the matter? Can you tell me? β
"Of course, Hermione." Lin Xiao'an lowered his voice and almost put it into Hermione's ear and said, "Professor Snape...... Hey, hey, hey...... Forgot to deduct points from Gryffindor......"
Hermione: "......"
Mrs. Hermione (McT) Granger tightened her little face, without a single laugh line.
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At this time, a few seats apart, Lin Xiaoan heard Ron Weasley loudly comforting Harry Potter: "Harry, don't take it personally, I heard that Snape is particularly unreasonable and always targets Gryffindor students. β
Lin Xiaoan: "......" I seem to hear someone saying bad things about my teacher.
Harry Potter said listlessly, "I thought Snape didn't like me in particular...... Oh no, I feel like he 'hates' me. β
Will the father pay the debt to the son, Lin Xiaoan thought casually.
Ron Weasley may not have been aware of Lin's presence, or he was overconfident in his personal safety at Hogwarts: "The older students are calling him an old bat behind their backs, Harry, if you look at Snape's eerie appearance, could it really be a greasy old bat?" β
After saying that, Ron Weasley felt that his words were very witty and funny, and he couldn't stop laughing "hahahaha".
Harry Potter was apparently amused as well, laughing and saying, "Oh, Ron, you're right! β
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Lin Xiaoan slowly swallowed the last bite of the fruit syrup pie, unfolded the napkin, carefully wiped the corners of his mouth, folded the napkin neatly, and slowly stood up.