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"What's going on? Are you doing something again? What's going on between Professor Snape and Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"What happened to Snape and Professor Dumbledore?" Harry asked blankly, apparently not seeing the point, but then he said hopefully, "Is he going to fire Professor Snape?"

Roger sighed: "I have to say, you have refreshed my understanding of the lower limit of human intelligence..."

Ignoring the boy's merciless sarcasm at Harry, the girl patiently explained, "What are the consequences of Roger's usual sarcastic remarks to Snape? But why is it so abnormal today?"

"Because Dumbledore is here... Snape had to take care of the headmaster even if he wanted to find fault. Harry said as a matter of course.

"Is that Snape finding fault?" Hermione pointed at Roger wordlessly, "Originally, he was looking for fault, okay, Snape has been angry for a long time..."

"It's really!" The little savior thought about it for a moment, and then slapped his thigh: "I've been with Roger for a long time, and I have regarded it as normal for him to find fault..."

Roger shook his head slightly, looked at the little savior with concern, and said gently: "To be honest, Harry, if you continue to be so sluggish, you will really have to go back..."

Harry: "......"

Hermione ignored Roger's poisonous tongue at the little savior and continued, "And the last thoughtless sentence, if it was just to Professor Snape, then there was no need to say it in public... So his words were addressed to someone, or somebody, at the table. ”

The boy gave a thumbs up and smiled approvingly.

With this IQ and logic, he can throw off the little savior eight streets.

"All that's left is to use elimination," Hermione said confidently, raising her neck triumphantly, "Needless to say, the students are all eliminated... Of the remaining professors, Flitwick, Sprout, and Professor McGonagall can be ruled out from the conversation between the three, and the rest of Filch and Professor Trelawney of Divination can also be seen from their expressions, and only Headmaster Dumbledore remains..."

The girl didn't say any further, the meaning was self-evident, there was only this one left, and she didn't run away.

Roger exaggerated his applause for Hermione: "Well said, well said..."

"Don't interrupt! Tell me what you want to do?" Miss Jack-of-all-trades didn't eat him at all, and interrupted Roger's pompous performance with a snort.

Last year's drug trafficking incident and this year's forest massacre are all vividly remembered.

Roger glanced at the portraits hanging in the lounge, all eavesdropping with their ears pricked up as if they were celebrating Christmas...

So the creature cleared his throat loudly and motioned to all the 'people' in the room that he was going to speak.

"Ahem... Since you asked, then I will also talk to the two of you today, "Roger made a startling wood with his hands, and made a square table with his legs, and slapped it like this: "I said it more than 30 years ago......."

After just half a sentence, Roger stretched his voice and said in a tone for half a minute, and after satisfying the audience's appetite, he touched his nose and said in embarrassment: "Otherwise, let's stop talking... It involves the privacy of many people, and it is not appropriate for me to expose them..."

“......”xN

If this is really said, Roger feels that Harry's three views are going to collapse...

Does he recognize this 'mother' or not? Even if he doesn't, the genes are there, pure blood relationship...

Besides, Harry, his mother was raised by Snape's old bat, and Harry was capable?

When he was a daughter, Harry became Snape's grandson, and when he was a daughter-in-law, Snape became Harry's father, and indirectly NTatted his own father...

This inexplicably green, Harry's father was angry and overturned the coffin board...

But this room is human, not human, and the audience is waiting to listen to the gossip, and the appetite is hung up, and not to mention?

"Don't ink, say it!" Hermione urged unceremoniously.

"That's it, say it!" said Harry.

Roger glanced at the little savior with extreme pity: "No, I'm afraid that if I say it, your insufficiently equipped brain will think that it can't sort out the relationship and crash..."

"Damn, can you still have fun?" Harry was about to go crazy, "I said the same thing as Hermione, and I can be mocked by my hair!"

"Because you have a mocking face~" Roger said with a smile.

"Alright, don't divert the topic, hurry up!" Hermione impatiently interrupted Roger's daily taunt and said aggressively, "I have a hunch that you must be holding back something bad!"

The boy shook his head and said in a coarse tone, "You misread me this time... It's a great thing..."

Even Harry couldn't be blinded by this nonsense, let alone the portraits and Hermione in this room.

"You two can't think that just because a person has done a bad thing, that person will do bad things in his life..."Looking at the extremely contemptuous eyes of the two friends, Roger spread his palms and said helplessly.

Hermione looked at him, "It depends on who that person is..."

"It's like a dog can never change its," Harry fought back.

"Look," Roger pointed at the little savior: "Whoever calls you cheap, you deserve to be ridiculed~"

"Okay, okay, don't say it's useless..."Hermione saw that the topic was about to deviate again, and quickly pulled me back.

Harry's retort was choked back into his stomach.

Roger pondered for a moment, and then said: "It's too moral, so I won't give you a general explanation of the tongue behind my back..."

Harry snorted, is there any moral standard in this thing?

Hearing the movement, Roger glanced at the little savior.

If it weren't for the fear that these two goods would affect the follow-up development, Roger would have been able to talk about his sons from Harry's grandmother's generation... That saliva drowned him!

"But before we talk about this, we need to explain the main background of the matter," Roger said slowly, ignoring Harry's constant provocations, "Twenty or thirty years ago... I don't bother to count the exact time, but Severus Snape was born in a small house that was not very spacious, at the end of the street, and the street was notoriously insecure in the precinct.

Not only that, but his alcoholic father didn't love him and his mother either, and every time he got drunk, there would be quarrels and even fights for no reason, and poor little Severus spent ten years cowering in the quarrels of his parents......"