Chapter Thirty-Seven: He Is Harry's Light
The veins on Snape's neck were about to burst, and his eyebrows twitched.
Confronted with Rick's reasoning, he opens his mouth to explain, but is interrupted by Rick.
"No, Senior Snape. Ron's nasal bone had been broken, and the blood was caused by Mr. Weasley's nose being struck by an outside force, which caused the nasal bone to break and the blood vessels in his nose ruptured.
So I think it was Malfoy and them, not Crabbe who injured Weasley first, and Mr. Weasley wanted revenge, but he didn't expect to be unskilled and was eaten by his own curse.
Oh, I'm mistaken, it's the problem with this wand that triggers the spell backlash. ”
After finally cleaning Ron of the slugs in his stomach, Rick reasoned with him.
At first, he guessed that Ron's spell was cast inaccurately, causing the spell to backlash, but when he noticed the wand that had fallen next to Ron, he found the clue.
Rick picked up his wand and looked closely, when he helped Ron just now, he thought that the broken wand was caused by magic backlash, but now after checking it, he found that the crease of the wand was already covered with dust and stains, which was not just broken.
The wand had been broken before.
"Graves!"
Watching Rick ignore himself and tell his reasoning to himself, the veins on Snape's forehead had flare, and his already pale face was bursting, coupled with the spider lines that burst out.
This made Snape's appearance even more terrifying.
But Rick continued his reasoning as if he hadn't seen it.
"Our Mr. Potter had never seen a spell against him because of his companion's sudden collapse, and thought it was Malfoy's use of some kind of powerful spell. That's why he wanted to use petrification to control Malfoy. Am I right, Gregory Gower! ”
Standing on the sidelines, Goyle, who was already stunned by Snape's aura, suddenly heard Rick call his name, and he subconsciously nodded desperately.
Seeing that Goyle actually admitted that what Rick said was the truth, Malfoy glanced at Goyle with hatred and hatred, and then wanted to open his mouth to defend himself.
But when he saw Rick looking at him, an inexplicable sense of fear poured into his heart from the depths of his soul, instantly shattering his courage.
He chose to keep his mouth shut.
After listening to Rick's description, Harry, who was controlled by Snape, desperately turned to Rick.
The intense anger and grievance choked his throat.
Temporary loss of the ability to speak.
"Senior Snape, Mr. Goyle, who witnessed it all the time, has admitted that my reasoning is correct. So can you let go of Harry's arm, of course, according to the school rules, you can completely deduct Gryffindor's house points, after all, Mr. Potter did use spells in the hallways. ”
Shaking Malfoy with his eyes as he tried to quibble, Rick continued to speak to Snape. Looking at Snape's increasingly gloomy face, Rick ignored it directly, and even had an inexplicable joy in his heart, as if to confirm some kind of truth, his own happiness was based on the hardships of others.
"Really? Gore! ”
Not wanting to see Rick's unchanging smile, Snape turned to look at Goyle behind him, his expression serious and his voice dark and terrifying.
"It's... Yes..."
Goyle, who was holding a large pile of items in his arms, was broken down at this time. It was Crabbe who did it, but it was me who was the most injured, Goyle sighed bitterly as he looked at Dean Snape, who was about to eat him.
Seeing that the students of their own academy couldn't even speak clearly at a critical time, the three of them were more unsightly than the other.
This made Snape angry and almost exploded on the spot.
A great opportunity!
A chance to get Harry out of school!
But he was kicked by Yankee Rick Graves and shattered his plan.
What a hate!
Rick Graves, I remember you!
......
"Humph! Harry Potter and Ron Weasley used spells in the hallway leading to the cafeteria, deducting thirty Gryffindor House points. Vincent Crabbe attacks Ron Weasley, causing Mr. Weasley to break his nose bone and deduct five Slytherin points.
Draco Malfoy, Vincent Crabbe, Gregory Goyle, you three get back to the common room and punish you for not leaving the Slytherin common room for a day! ”
"Yes, Professor!"
After hearing Professor Snape's punishment, Malfoy and Goyle hurriedly picked up Crabbe, and the three of them walked quickly towards the stairs leading to the underground under the watchful eyes of Snape and the others.
"Harry Potter, you're lucky today, but don't think that Lady Luck is there for you every time."
With that, Snape returned Harry's wand to Harry, then let go of his arm, flicked his sleeve and headed for the staircase.
"Professor Snape, aren't you going to Professor Potions?"
Seeing Snape return the same way, Rick asked aloud if he wanted to go to the Potions Room out of kindness.
But Snape disappeared around the corner of the hallway as if he hadn't heard him.
"Looks like Senior Snape is a little unhappy. Listen to Professor McGonagall say that Professor Snape has the most classes per week of any professor. Based on my experience, it is inferred that it is because he does not sleep enough time due to too many classes, which causes endocrine disorders in the body, which further leads to his bad mood today. It seems that my decision to merge the two was a wise choice. ”
Looking at Snape's vanishing back, Rick lamented that his decision to let the four houses attend classes together was the right choice.
"Hmm! Not! Not! Thank you! Thank you, Ge! Professor Graves. Without your help, I might have really been expelled from school...."
Harry walked over to Rick's side and bowed his head to Rick to express his heartfelt gratitude.
The voice was a little hoarse, but it didn't hinder his sincerity.
Today, if Professor Graves hadn't been here, he might have been taken to Headmaster Dumbledore's office by Snape.
I've already had a chance to get into trouble, and this time Headmaster Dumbledore may not really be able to save himself.
The thought of this skyrocketed Rick's status in Harry's heart!
It's like light!
"Hehe, it's over, Harry Potter. Don't be sad, control your tears, the real tough guy is the one who won't shed his tears easily. ”
Looking at Harry, who was still looking down and sobbing, Rick reached out and gently stroked Harry's hair, ordering him not to cry.
The gentle tone is full of the teacher's love for the students.
"Hmm!"
Harry snorted.
Feeling the warmth of Graves' palms, he took off his glasses, rolled up his sleeves to wipe the tears from his face, and tried to keep himself from crying.