"Oh, no, Sirius, I just—"

Harry's face became unnatural, he didn't want to tell Sirius the truth, the reason was simple, if he knew what Snape had said and done in Potions class just now, Sirius would definitely go to Snape for trouble, Harry was certainly happy to see Snape unlucky, but definitely not at the cost of Sirius being reprimanded by Professor Dumbledore.

"It's just, something went wrong with Neville's Confusion Pill just now--"

Harry showed Sirius the red mark on his arm that had just been burned by the splash of potions,

"I lost my temper at Neville."

Sirius looked at Hermione and Ron suspiciously, but both little ones avoided his gaze.

"Okay, I'll go to Snape and ask—"

Sirius wasn't stupid, he couldn't be aware of the situation, and he probably guessed why Harry was lying to him.

Sirius's face was calm and he couldn't see how annoyed he was, but Harry noticed that the green tendons on the back of Sirius' hand did flare up, and he grabbed Sirius's wrist and said anxiously,

"Don't! Sirius, it's not a big deal, I'm used to it. ”

"Get used to it!"

Harley's persuasion provoked Sirius so much that he snapped Harry's arm away and strode towards the basement, his horrible face startling Neville and the others as they walked out of the dark underpass, leaning against the wall one by one, not daring to stop Sirius.

"I'm not used to watching my godson being bullied by a snot."

"I'm going to stop him, and you go find someone who can fix this!"

Harry, who finally reacted, let out a yell, and turned back to the underground hallway.

"Fix this." Hermione snorted in a panic, "But. . . Oh, Professor Dumbledore, but he's not at school these days! ”

"Are you confused!" Ron grabbed Hermione's wrist and dragged her towards the marble staircase, "Who else but Professor Bryan can stop the two of them!" ”

Sirius was destined to run in vain, as the man he was going to trouble had already made his way to Amosta's office through the fireplace in his office.

To be honest, although the relationship between the two is not ordinary, and now they are colleagues, Snape rarely visits Amosta, but when Amosta is fine, he likes to visit Snape's office, and by the way, visit the old professor's storeroom.

Inside the fireplace, the sudden glow of the ashes of the annihilation caught Amosta's attention, who was sitting at his desk thinking about something, and then Snape emerged from a dazzling green fire tornado.

Of the Hogwarts staff, Amosta's office was the most modest, and he was the only one who had his bed in it. After looking left and right to make sure there were no other visitors in the office, Snape glanced at the camp bed by the window in the corner of the wall and said lightly,

"Why don't you find yourself a room to sleep in?"

"You know I don't care about that--"

Amosta replied casually, bowing his head and going about his business.

"What are you doing?"

Snape walked over to Amosta's desk and looked down at the manuscript that looked like it was some age on Amosta's desk, Amosta seemed to be calculating something, the parchment used to type the draft was full of obscure calculations and spell configurations, these things were so esoteric that even with Snape's magical skills, only a small part of them could be understood.

Wizarding research is a very private and valuable thing, but Amosta doesn't care that Snape snoops on his research, his mind is trapped in his own research,

"An ancient meditation method that increases the perception of the magical changes in the surroundings. But the threshold for entry is very high, and in my opinion, in the whole of Hogwarts at the moment, only Luna Lovegood can master this talent. I'm trying to see if I can simplify it--"

"Luna Lovegood?"

Snape frowned, and quickly figured out the person with the name in his mind,

"That weird second-year girl in Felius' house? She's got mediocre grades in Potions class, and she's easily distracted in class, and I can't tell she's as gifted as you say. ”

Amosta grew up almost with his own eyes, and this guy had a magical talent that he had only seen in his life, and being recognized by Amosta made Snape a little curious.

"This little girl is indeed gifted, but her talent has not been properly guided, and she herself lacks a correct understanding of her own talent. Speaking of which, what's the matter with you? ”

Research requires an undisturbed environment, and Professor Snape, who doesn't usually come to the door, certainly didn't come to kill time with him, so Amosta put the quill back into the inkwell and rubbed his brow. He sat Professor Snape down while he walked over to the mantelpiece to make tea.

The relationship between the two people really doesn't need to hide anything, Snape sat on the sofa, calmly asked, and asked bluntly

"You gave him that Potter watch?"

Amosta's hand froze, and he squinted back at Professor Snape on the couch, and for a moment, the thoughts in his mind were flooded.

Snape noticed something was wrong with the watch?

Theoretically impossible, Amosta's magic and alchemy to conceal the watch's true effects were ingenious, and it was protected by a lot of interlocking magic - Dumbledore could see that something was wrong with the watch, but he couldn't get rid of the disguise without destroying it outright.

Could it be Dumbledore's private instructions?

Judging by Headmaster Dumbledore's attention to Harry, he must have noticed the watch, and Amosta had planned to be sloppy when Dumbledore asked. So, Dumbledore anticipated this possibility, so he directly asked Professor Snape, who was closer to him, to ask?

However, isn't this old man on a business trip these days?

"Indeed, to thank Harry, Ron, and Hermione for their help in finding the Chamber of Secrets. What's wrong, what's wrong? ”

Amosta asked seemingly nonsensibly as he came to the couch with a steaming teacup.

Professor Snape was a man to trust, but there were some things that were too big for him to figure out.

"I'm just here to confirm." Snape said with a blank face, "There are some things you don't know, Amosta, that Potter and his two inseparable friends, who have a habit of stealing, and I have clear evidence that some of the precious ingredients that I lost in my private storage last year have something to do with them." ”

This lie is obviously used to divert attention, and Amosta will not fail to see it.

At that moment, the fireplace that had just been extinguished brightened again, and as soon as Amosta turned around, a silver phoenix the size of a swallow sprang out of the inverted flames and hovered in midair.

"Oh, Severus, you're here too—"

There was some surprise in Dumbledore's old voice,

"I have an important matter to talk to you face-to-face, Amosta, but since you're a guest, I can change the time."

Snape wanted to get up and leave, but Amosta stopped him,

"Stay, Professor, if any trouble comes to my door later, I'll have to ask you to help me get rid of it."

The corners of Snape's mouth twitched, and Dumbledore's Phoenix Patronus had a look of helplessness in his eyes, and after leaving a 'wait a moment', the Patronus that had lost its magical support dissipated like a sand painting.

After about ten minutes, Dumbledore came out of the fireplace, walking in a hurry, wearing a purple traveling cloak, apparently having just returned to Hogwarts, and arrived at Amosta before he could rest.

"Sit down, Headmaster—"

Amosta guided Dumbledore to sit down on the couch, and he walked to the fireplace to pick up a jar, shook it vigorously, and poured out some tea stems and crumbs from it.

"What's the matter, Severus—"

Dumbledore noticed a gloom on Professor Snape's brow, and he asked curiously, blinking his eyes,

"If it's because I took the liberty of visiting and interrupted your pleasant conversation with Amosta, Severus, I can change the time--"

A faint sneer appeared at the corner of Snape's mouth, and he sneered twice but did not speak.

"You don't have to--"

Amosta came over with a layer of crumbled tea soup floating there, and he said with a smile,

"I gave Potter a watch the other day - as a thank you for Harry's help in finding the Chamber of Secrets last year, Professor Snape was curious about it, because of some unpleasant incident, he mistakenly thought that Potter had stolen it from me. In short, the misunderstanding has been explained. ”

(End of chapter)