"Sorry, it's class time. ”

Looking at the two old men who appeared at the door of the classroom, Snape stood unmoved and said with a cold expression.

"As you can see, the students are doing hands-on work. I don't think it's the right choice to leave the classroom at this point without a good reason. ”

There is an unwritten rule in Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry that the professor has absolute control over the class during the class time, and even the headmaster cannot change or interrupt the teaching content at will - which is why all curriculum adjustments must be approved by the professors of each subject before they can be implemented.

As he spoke, Snape glanced out of the corner of his eye at the little silver-haired witch standing on the right side of the podium and raised his eyebrows.

With Dumbledore's sudden appearance, the "unbreakable oath" light in Elena's hand quickly dissipated and disappeared like a frightened little beast, as if everything just now was just Snape's eyes.

At this time, Elena was obediently putting her hands behind her back, and quietly kicking the remains of porcupine spines scattered all over the place under the table and hiding them on her toes, like a weak, pitiful and helpless little witch who was being reprimanded.

There is no doubt that the unexpected visit of these two "guests" has caused Elena Kaslana's petty temperament, which has not had time to explode, to be quickly reined in - although in Snape's opinion, even the most noisy student, there is nothing to worry about, and he has been very skilled in dealing with such situations over the years.

"Of course, in fact, we only need to take a very short time of your time. ”

The first Meguro Lord, who hurried to the classroom, bowed his head politely, his eyes swept over the piles of snails, parsley, butter, and cheese in the classroom, and there was a helpless sense of familiarity in his eyes.

"It is said that you took some of the ingredients in the kitchen and then went to the Forbidden Forest to catch snails with the little ones...... So Albus and I guess you might need a little help. ”

As he spoke, Grindelwald glanced meaningfully at Elena, who had her hands behind her back, and the pile of debris on the ground that was gradually being kicked under the table, and felt a dull pain in his left shoulder.

The young man teaching Potions had no idea that he might not have been able to stand and speak by now if it weren't for his timely arrival with Albus Dumbledore—the poor employees of the Austrian Ministry of Magic had proved with their bodies that the scheming Elena was almost invincible at such a close distance.

Kitchen ingredients?!

Lead a team to catch snails in the Forbidden Forest?!

Snape's face froze, wondering why the news had spread so quickly.

These idle old fellows aren't going to be idle and just gather all sorts of gossip around the castle, right?

"No, I can handle that. ”

Snape snorted lightly, frowned and waved his hand, and said in a cold voice, "As for the questions you asked, they are just normal class schedule adjustments, and I will report back to Professor Dumbledore later." ”

Ever since he met Hagrid next to the Forbidden Forest, Snape knew that he probably couldn't hide it, after all, the big-mouthed, rough-pitched hunting ground guard had always been a lax mouth.

In comparison, the interruption of class annoyed Snape even more.

"As I said, now is not the right time. As a Potions professor, I'm much busier than the two. ”

Snape gestured to the young wizards in the classroom, speaking in his low, slightly sarcastic tone.

"I have no doubt that if I take my eyes off the classroom for a moment, even for a moment, they will blow themselves up into the sky - John Garland, remove your crucible from the fire!

Before he could finish speaking, Snape suddenly yelled, startling a certain Hufflepuff boy who had been staring at the podium in a daze, and hurriedly reached out to remove the cauldron and ......

Ping Pong!

Syllable!

"Ah~ it's so hot!

Not surprisingly, another clumsy scald man appeared.

And Herros Gruy, who was sitting next to John Garland, who was in his group, quickly jumped out of her chair and shrewdly dodged the crucible that had rolled off the table, so as not to be harmed by the fish in the pond.

However, the young wizards at the next table who were still watching the bustle were not so lucky, and the hot metal cauldron gurgled into Vanessa Wild's instep, instantly waking the poor Ravenclaw eaglet from its fugue state.

Vanessa Wild's empty eyes froze, and then she screamed in hindsight, and fell to the side in distress holding her little Jiojio, and the chair that the little witch had turned over slammed into the table behind her, making a piercing crashing sound.

The crucible on the girl's table swayed, creaked, and suddenly tilted to the side, and the boiling soup that had been used to steam the snails splashed out of the crucible, and the water began to spread down the floor and tabletop, and soon provoked a series of exclamations and chain reactions.

The classroom was in chaos again.

"Idiot! Idiot! Have you taken all your dragon skin gloves to make soup?!

Snape roared loudly, his black wizard's robes fluttering, drew his wand and ran quickly off the podium, leaving the two old men hanging in the doorway - he didn't have time to talk to the two old guys right now, and God knows what would happen to the little ones.

For some reason, Snape felt as if he had been cursed, one bad thing after another.

From this morning until now, nothing has been carried out according to his ideas.

“...... Dragonskin gloves...... Soup?"

Hearing Snape's strange analogy, Dumbledore raised an eyebrow, his gaze swept over the large pile of ingredients in the Potions classroom, and finally his eyes fell on the innocent white-haired ball, rubbing his brow with some headache.

There is no doubt that after Rubeus Hagrid, who almost became the "fisherman of the Black Lake", Elena Doing Things, the third generation of the Dark Lord Kaslana, began to lead one of his professors astray, and it was Severus Snape, the most determined Potions Master who was pinned on by Albus Dumbledore.

It seems that one or two house-elves may need to be by Miss Kaslana's side at all times, in case she does anything unexpected - at least, so that he can know what is going on in the first place, so that he will not have to pick up the mess with a confused face, as he has done every time before.

Facing the mess of the Potions classroom, with the panicked shouts and confused little eyes of the students, Dumbledore sighed helplessly, slowly drew his wand, shrugged his shoulders at Grindelwald beside him, and whispered.

"Alas, Mr. Apokalis, let's help too. Go and help treat the kids. ”

"No problem, I'm a Hogwarts healer. Isn't that one of my duties?"

Glancing at the energetic classroom, Grindelwald shook his head happily, Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry was much more interesting than Newmondgard Castle - if only that white-haired dumpling could not always take him with him when he was doing things.

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Mutter~

This is the first chapter.

Whenever I go to the zoo to see the cute little animals, I feel a lot of inspiration, and this time it's not surprising!

I want to add more than three chapters (Boom!) and pay off all the debts at once!

The chapter said that the explosion plan will continue to open, and the middle —— will reach 500 within 24 hours.

PS: Dear round-faced fat chickens, did you give the cute [Elena Kaslana] a heart today?

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