At the same time, two Potions lessons in a row were always chilling, and lately, it has simply turned into a painful ordeal. The www.biquge.info Pen Fun Pavilion was locked up in the basement classroom for an hour and a half, along with Snape and the Slytherins, who seemed to have made up their minds to make Harry suffer as much as he could, because he dared to be the school's warrior!?

After lunch, Roger, Hermione, Harry, and Neville arrived in Snape's basement classroom, where they found the Slytherin students waiting outside the classroom, each with a large badge pinned to the front of their robes.

Roger was delighted to see this, the badges all emblazoned with the same words, bright red letters glittering in the dim light of the underground corridors, like they were on fire: Support Cedric Diggory --- true warrior of Hogwarts!

"Do you like it, Potter?" said Malfoy as Harry approached, "What other tricks do they have... Look!"

As he spoke, he pressed the badge hard against his chest, and the words on it disappeared, followed by a line of words that shone green: Potter's stinking.

The Slytherins laughed out loud. Each of them pressed their badges, and at last there was that glaring line of words all around them... Potter stinky.

Roger stumbled over to Malfoy and stretched out his hand, "Interesting, hey, bring me two." ”

Although he has long known that his favorite thing to do is to sell his teammates at critical moments, Harry can't help but blood rush to his face and neck every time it is his turn to be sold.

Roger's proximity made Malfoy's face change suddenly, but after hearing his words clearly, his face began to relax again, and the corners of his mouth habitually provoked a smug arc, and handed a badge to Roger: "Here, if your people want it too, I still have it here." ”

Roger ignored him, his fingers pressed on the badge, and the two words kept changing.

"Well, that's a lot of fun. He pulled out his wand and tapped it twice, and the words 'Support Cedric' immediately melted and slowly changed to 'Support Roger--- really handsome guy at Hogwarts!'

"That's perfect!" Roger nodded with satisfaction, reached out and took off the badge on Malfoy's chest, and kindly pinned the one with his name written on it, "I'll make a new badge in the future, just write it like this, do you hear?"

The Slytherin classmates behind Malfoy burst into laughter at the sight of Malfoy, and the Slytherin girls laughed louder than anyone else, and their laughter was full of sarcasm and disdain for Roger.

Roger was unmoved, looking at Malfoy with a kind smile on his face, and Malfoy only felt the pressure rise sharply... Finally, I nodded with some sweat, it's a big deal not to wear this badge in the future...

"Good~" Roger reached out and patted Malfoy's face, and said gently, "Now, get out..."

Malfoy didn't say a word, and prepared to enter the Potions classroom with his followers, looking rather embarrassed.

Roger scratched his ears in deep boredom, probably because the first grade left too many psychological shadows on him? Boring...

"What the hustle and bustle is going on here?" a soft, annoying voice came from behind the crowd blocking the doorway, "Get me into the classroom." ”

Snape arrived, and the crowd rushed in.

But he looked tired, his cheeks were a little sunken, and his eyes were a little dark, but his spirit looked good.

Roger fell half a step behind the crowd and stood beside Snape, and said to the professor with a big grin: "Yo, I'm relieved to see your state~ How is it, is there anything to gain?"

Snape's face was expressionless, and his voice was particularly soft and slippery: "Gryffindor House deducts fifty points, and if you don't get in quickly, you will stay on campus for a week." ”

Roger was immediately happy: "Anyway, I can be regarded as a great favor for you, without me, you can see Li ...... again in your life"

Before he could finish speaking, Snape jerked the boy away from the classroom door.

"Shut up!" the professor whispered, his eyes sweeping the hallway, "don't tell me you don't know anything about the current form!"

Roger rolled his eyes contemptuously: "Isn't it that Voldemort is coming back?

"Damn, you do!" Snape's face turned gloomy and terrifying, "Then you should swallow this matter back to my stomach and don't even mention it!"

Roger stared at the professor's dark eyes with strange eyes, and his tone was full of curiosity and inquiry: "Are you afraid that Voldemort will get cloning technology? If cloning is magic, it is the ultimate black magic, and it requires countless human experiments to correct and progress... If you work under Voldemort, you should be more comfortable and careless... Don't you know?"

"You don't need to meddle," Snape said coldly, "now let me into the classroom..."

"Come into the classroom for me...", Roger comically mimicked the professor's grim tone, and walked in with a hippie smile on his face pushing Snape in the way.

After Roger had been in the seat next to Hermione for a few moments, Snape walked in with a black face.

"Antidote!" the professor said, looking around at the class, his cold black eyes chilling with an unpleasant glow, "You should have prepared your own recipe by now from the last class." I ask you to boil it carefully, and then, let's choose one person to try..."

Snape's gaze met Roger's, and the boy sensed what was going to happen. Snape wanted to poison him... Unfortunately, this is not an easy task...

Just then, there was a knock on the door of the basement classroom, interrupting Snape.

It's Colin Creevey. Harry's little fan brother who was a year below them, Roger had an impression of him... After all, I almost sold him the nude photos of the little savior.

Colin slumped sideways into the classroom, finding Harry underneath and smiling at him before walking towards Snape's lectern at the front of the classroom.

"What's the matter?" asked Snape impatiently.

"I'm sorry, sir, but I'm taking Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Roger, Collins, and Neville Longbottom upstairs. ”

Snape's gaze hung down from his hooked nose to look at Colin, and the smile disappeared from Colin's eager face.

"My students have an hour of Potions class left. Snape said coldly, "They'll go upstairs after class." ”

Colin's face flushed.

"Sir... Sir, Mr. Bagman wants him to go," he said nervously, "all the warriors are going, and I think they are going to take pictures..."