But from time to time, the two peeked into the eyes of the lounge entrance, revealing that their minds were clearly not on their homework. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As soon as Roger crossed the hole, Harry visibly gloated that someone was about to suffer.

"Mr. Roger Collins," Professor McGonagall's voice was now full of anger, "I need an explanation..."

Roger looked at the professor blankly, "What are you talking about, what do you want me to explain?"

"You're trying to fool yourself around, I've already met Neville!" Professor McGonagall snapped.

"What happened to Neville," Roger asked in a 'panic' panic, "I just went to Hagrid's..."

Professor McGonagall sneered unmoved, "Hagrid was at the Three Broomsticks Tavern this afternoon. ”

Roger changed his words directly: "... He wasn't home though, so I went to talk to Headmaster Dumbledore again..."

Professor McGonagall said coldly, "The Headmaster went to London today for something and hasn't come back yet. ”

Roger changed his words again: "... But I wasn't there, so I went to Professor Snape to learn potions..."

Professor McGonagall: "Professor Snape and Dumbledore went together. ”

"......" Roger didn't want to say anything more, just look at the professor's look of 'you continue to make up', and what he said next didn't work.

"Don't continue?" Professor McGonagall pursed her lips into a thin slit, "Then it's up to me to say... Mr. Collins, what you did earned you a week's imprisonment, and Gryffindor was deducted fifty points!"

Roger groaned, "Oh no, you're buckling too much..."

"I don't need you to tell me what I can and can't do, Collins. Professor McGonagall interrupted.

“... Less. Roger finished.

Professor McGonagall stood tall in front of the boy, breathing quickly with anger that made one feel more likely to breathe fire than a dragon, and she had never seen such an angry student.

"Confinement, a month!starting next week!!!" she shouted, and slammed the door in anger, afraid that she would be tempted to do something to punish the students if she stayed any longer.

As soon as Professor McGonagall left, Harry immediately threw down his pen, stood up and pointed at Roger gloatingly, laughing, "Hahaha... You also have today!"

Roger glanced at him and didn't speak. Professor McGonagall is unreasonable, no matter what he says, he doesn't believe it, he can't help it, and people need to be able to listen to him.

Hermione glanced at the two boys, sighed slightly, and turned her attention back to her homework. Roger's one-month confinement was completely self-inflicted, who let him die to talk back...

However, instead of being confiscated by Professor McGonagall, Roger was surprised by the large bag of things that Roger had bought.

The boy tore open a bag of chocolates with no special effect and placed it beside it, and the little black pig immediately burrowed his whole body into the bag and ate it wildly.

After the weekend, good weather becomes a luxury, and the wind and rain are all day long, and there is a tendency to get worse, and the hallways and classrooms are so dark that you have to light more lights.

After the Transfiguration class in the afternoon, Professor McGonagall stopped Roger, her face still not good, apparently not deflated.

"Professor Snape asked me to go to his place for confinement, and I agreed... So tonight at six o'clock in the evening, go to the basement and report to begin your month-long confinement. There was always a rumbling thunder in the distance, she said stiffly.

Roger shrugged indifferently, it didn't make a difference to him who he went to anyway.

"Snape actually took you over... Isn't he going to be using you to test some new poison?" out of the classroom, even Harry, who had been looking for an opportunity to come back recently, couldn't help but be a little worried.

You must know that in the eyes of others, the tension between Roger and Snape began as soon as he entered the school the year before last, and it once became a good story on campus, otherwise Gryffindor's house score would not have been deducted into a negative number so easily.

"Probably not, Roger can't die, and he can't see any reaction after drinking the poison... It should be something else. Hermione said sensibly as she carried her overweight school bag.

"Anyway, be blessed, man. Harry patted the boy on the shoulder with emotion.

Roger gave him a middle finger in disdain: "Who is my Uncle Luo? you should go and say this to Snape..."

Before six o'clock in the evening, Roger went to Snape's office in the basement, and without knocking on the door, he just pushed it open and walked in.

It's not very bright, with hundreds of glass bottles on shelves and slimy specimens of plants and animals floating in colorful potions. A cabinet in the corner was filled with Snape's medicinal ingredients.

"Now you won't even knock on the door," Snape's cold voice came from the shadows.

"I knocked on the door the last time I came, but it you off... So this time I corrected it~" Roger looked at the strangely shaped specimens with his hands behind his back.

By the time he had pretended to be you, Snape had already walked over to the light, silently gesturing to the chair across from his desk.

Roger sat down, and Snape sat down, staring at him with cold black eyes without blinking, without any expression on his face.

"Tell me, what's the matter with me?" asked Roger, shaking his legs.

Unfazed by the boy's unreasonableness, Snape pulled open the drawer on the table and placed a stack of biology books on the table.

"According to the ideas in these books, human beings are made of cells, you know the number of cells contained in a drop of blood, except for mature blood cells whose nuclei are differentiated, and other seriously differentiated cells, every other cell still has the complete DNA of the person, of course, including cytoplasmic genes, so the basis of a drop of blood cloning, these theories can be established, but I doubt very much that Muggle technology is really so mature?" Snape's questions were poignant, and he had doubted that the state of science had reached such a point.

After all, cloning is a technology that can shake the world itself, no matter where it is.

"Shhhh Why does it feel so awkward to discuss science in the magical realm..."Roger scratched his chin and spat out before he began to explain, "With the current scientific progress, human clones still can't do it..."

Snape's eyes narrowed, and a dangerous glint flashed.