"I didn't expect you to know so much about my story, Mr. Sanchez." A gloomy voice sounded strangely behind Owen.

He didn't even look back, and his mouth was 'stained'.

Bite!

Triggers a debuff that says bad things about someone behind your back and will be bumped into by that person in person's face.

He turned around reluctantly, and sure enough, when he looked up, he saw Snape's gloomy face.

"Hufflepuff 10 points!"

"You deserve it, Mr. Sanchez."

Professor Bat's eyes are cold and hollow, reminding you of two tunnels in total darkness.

No one could look at Snape like that, at least not the young wizards, including Slytherin.

"Some people always like to sensationalize and make a name for themselves." His slow, distinctively low tone wasn't loud, but it made everyone in the room hear what he was saying.

"However, there is no shortcut to the beauty of this cauldron simmering slowly, with white smoke and bursts of fragrance. Even if he's loved by a certain professor. ”

"You said yes? Mr. Sanchez. ”

"Ahh I? Owen pointed to himself.

Ay! That's not right!

Shouldn't this tone and line refer to Harry's purview?

Worst!

I'm Harry's stand-in!

"I think if you're right, Professor, you're right!"

"Shut up!" Snape grimaced and roared angrily.

Obviously, he doesn't understand what nonsense literature is.

He regarded what he had just said as a provocation!

"If you dare to talk nonsense again, I'll lock you up, Mr. Sanchez. Or failed the final exam? Repetition? You can pick one. ”

Here it is, the ultimate magic weapon for students.

Fail your exams!

"Professor, isn't it nonsense?" Owen stared at Snape with round gray eyes and said sincerely.

"For example, I have a question."

"Humph! That would ideally have something to do with potions. "Snape didn't stop it, after all, he was still a professor at Hogwarts, and he only allowed Gryffindor to stop students from asking questions.

"Excuse me, Professor." Owen quickly picked up a blank piece of parchment from the table, as well as a quill, and turned into a tabloid reporter: "Why don't you like to wash your hair?" (And panties~)

"Does this have anything to do with the fact that shampoo in the wizarding world is an invention of the Potter family?"

"If it's a Muggle product, would you accept it?"

"How about trying Adolf? It works wonders for treating hair loss! ”

？？？

Harry on the side was stunned, shampoo from the wizarding world?

Was it invented by their family?

"Mr. Sanchez, you have a hearing problem at a young age, maybe you should go to the ward of the hospital above." Snape snapped.

"It seems like I'm talking about potions." His face gradually became gloomy, his face was dark, and his cold temperament could be felt even by a blind man.

Owen shook his head, "Professor, first of all, I think the Instant Hair Softener is a potion product, and you are also a Potions professor, how can this not have anything to do with potions?" ”

"Huh." Snape watched coldly, followed by the standard speech: "Hufflepuff deducts five points, and you stay in this class." Wash all cauldrons and do not use wands. If you can't finish it, you can't eat. ”

Snape stood on the podium, looking condescendingly at Owen. Then he said slowly, "Also, I'm curious where you got the story about me. ”

"Don't tell me Dumbledore told you."

The calm tone contained bottomless danger signals.

Owen was sure that if his answer didn't satisfy him, Snape might do something to him.

Maybe it's the Dementor's Mind, or maybe - the Imperius Curse?

He's proficient in those two spells anyway.

However, this question is really difficult for Owen to answer.

He couldn't say that most of the details had been told to him by some Azkaban acquaintance in the week.

Besides, that version of the acquaintance - she was weird, always gave Owen a rush to the blushing little story she and Jaime had.

And the reason she went to jail wasn't atonement, because she actually killed Peter Pettigrew.

Sirius, who was sick and blackened, was not much kinder than Owen, the evil leader.

In a sense, she was indeed a good person, fighting Voldemort all her life.

But there aren't many good ones.

Because after blackening, she blamed Dumbledore for everything.

Became a famous anti-Deng fighter!

But that didn't bother Owen much, after all, "The whole Hogwarts professor doesn't know your story?" ”

His round eyes widened, and the corners of his mouth raised a playful smile.

You're almost the permanent antagonist of Hogwarts' Feelings column.

If those professors don't say anything, will they be silent in their hearts?

“...”

Hearing this, Snape was slightly stunned, and immediately reacted, as the youngest dean in Slytherin's history,

The other professors were basically teachers from his student days.

His secrets were not secrets at all in the eyes of those professors.

After figuring out the whole thing.

Snape's face turned ugly, his lips moving slightly, but he didn't speak. Turning his head, he walked towards everyone like a gust of wind.

Then he spoke coldly.

Command the young wizards to prepare the magical materials needed for this lesson.

...

Prepare dried nettles, crush snakes' fangs, pick porcupine spines, and more.

Watching him methodically spit out the names of those magical materials from his mouth, Owen couldn't help but find it amused.

He wants to beat me!

He must have wanted to punch me!

Ay!

But I'm just a kid!

Beat me, won't your conscience be troubled!

Hey~

Ahem – but then again, once you get into Snape's own area of expertise, it's clear that he's really good. Even excellence.

In one class, many of the methods he described in his mouth for dealing with magical materials were slightly different from those in the textbook.

For example, the textbooks are about chopping snakes' fangs, but Snape lets them crush them.

Don't underestimate this change.

You must know that any magic recipe is condensed by hundreds of years of countless wizards and hundreds of trials and errors, and every step and every herb is what they think is the best match.

It's like Muggle chemistry experiments, and there's bound to be a tragedy behind those cumbersome rules and regulations that you don't know about.

Change a little, and the consequences can be catastrophic.

The fryer is a trivial matter, and I am afraid that the finished product is exactly the same as the original, but it contains highly toxic.

That's why Hermione's sixth year would convince Harry to put Snape's old Potions book back.

She's a ruthless person who has been making compound decoction since the second grade.

There is only one reason for success: all the steps are in accordance with the textbook (forbidden area).

And now, out of nowhere, Harry suddenly found an old book with several textbook steps to be corrected.

Does this reassure her?

What if this is a prank by that senior?

What if this is the trap that the dark wizard left behind?

What if there is an unknowable catastrophe?

No one knows.

So, Hermione would rather be in trouble than try something that seemed dangerous to her.

There was only the famous reckless man of Gryffindor, and Harry would have believed in an inexplicable book.