Chapter 194 Old Virgin!
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 194 Old Virgin!
quack!
Suddenly, a strange cry interrupted McGuffin's thoughts.
— Neville's toad.
It didn't know how it escaped from Neville's arms again, and hid in the corner of the room, croaking continuously.
(This completely destroys the serious and cold interrogation atmosphere that Snape worked so hard to create, just like when the police interrogate the prisoner, there are two young ladies who keep dancing to the pure land of bliss next to you)
Neville ran and pounced, trying to catch him.
quack!
"Left, don't run!...don't run!"
quack!
They even knocked down the worn-out chairs on the edge of the wall and scattered them all over the floor.
Bang bang—bang!
A mess...
"Enough!" Snape growled.
He flicked his wand, bringing everything back to normal, and pointed at the toad as it flew through the air until it landed on Neville's head, where it clung to.
"Since you like this toad so much, then bear it well... let everyone see it!"
Neville looked terrified, walked over tremblingly against the toad, and hid behind Harry Ron.
Malfoy and Goyle lowered their heads and chuckled secretly.
Just when Snape wanted to continue questioning McGuffin.
Dumbledore finally spoke. He was indeed explaining for McGuffin, but things did not develop as McGuffin expected.
"Severus, I think it's better to figure out the most fundamental, the first reason...why the Thestrals lost control of this carriage and rushed to the Forbidden Forest!"
Hearing this sentence... McGuffin was in a hurry, he was in a hurry!
He quickly raised his head to look at the smiling old bee in front of him.
—what the hell does he know!
McGuffin anxiously opened his mouth to say something, but found that whatever he said would draw everyone's attention to this topic.
"What Malfoy just said...you two were outside the car just now...Is that right? Percy Weasley?"
Dumbledore looked at Percy and asked.
This made the fellow Percy puff up his chest again, and showing himself very proudly, said:
"Yes, Professor, McGuffin and I sat outside the carriage, but we didn't find anything unusual!"
"Did you just say...all the carriages on Hogwarts campus are pulled by Thestrals?"
"This... I heard that there are only a dozen Thestrals raised in Hogwarts, how could it be possible to pull so many carriages?" Percy asked.
McGuffin felt relieved, praying that it would be like this, hurry up and get this topic out of this vortex!
"Oh, this one? That's what we borrowed from the Ministry of Magic... Whenever the school starts, Hogwarts will borrow it from the Ministry of Magic's Department of the Protection of Fantastic Beasts, the Department of International Magical Cooperation and other magical organizations..."
"What did I say?... I thought the carriage was cast with [Driving Curse]..."
"I should have thought of that!" Percy reproached himself—a very exaggerated act.
Everyone felt very embarrassed watching, and his own brother Ron even turned his head away, unable to look directly.
Only this guy continued to talk in a good way.
"As a prefect I should have known! . . . What else could have driven a carriage so swiftly and deftly around the Whomping Willow, past the walls of Hogwarts Castle, and pulled us into the Forbidden Forest?"
"I can't see at all...and there's that sound of flapping wings."
"It must be so, yes!"
"However, why did Professor Dumbledore suddenly go berserk?"
——shiri!
I never expected it to come back again!
Are they unable to get around this today?
The worst thing was that Percy was in the middle of a mental activity that was eager to impress Dumbledore. Under this situation, he suddenly remembered the details of what happened earlier, and said it without thinking,
"McGuffin, can you see thestrals? I see you always staring at the front of the car..."
"Isn't it, MacGuffin?"
Wardfack!
—Is this fellow Percy trying to kill me?
Looking at the complacent guy, McGuffin twisted his guts with anger.
After Percy elbowed Ron, he realized that he had screwed the MacGuffin!
"Ok?"
Snape said in a tone of interest, "Really? . . . MacGuffin Albert? Can you see?"
Ask three times in a row.
"What do you think Professor Dumbledore!" Snape said softly, but even Gore Crabbe could hear the irrepressible excitement in his tone.
He couldn't believe it—this eloquent little wizard would be able to get away with it again.
This time it fell into his hands, and Snape had to find a way to curb the little guy's arrogance, teach him some wizard manners, and learn to respect a professor.
McGuffin looked at everyone around him staring at him with extremely surprised eyes, (Malfoy and the others gloated).
Even Hermione whispered, "No way! McGuffin, you shouldn't be able to see the Thestrals!
"Explain! Mr. MacGuffin Albert!" Snape pressed on.
"Explain this statement!" Professor McGonagall looked in disbelief, her glasses flickering ominously.
——She originally thought that this little guy was just good at getting into trouble and was a bit 'evil (Chinese)'.
did not expect……
McGuffin looked at Dumbledore.
The old bee had an unusually serious expression, looking down at him along the bridge of his slightly bent nose.
"Albert, I'm afraid I have to ask you to explain what happened just now... and why you kept silent when you knew about it!"
"Can I answer you in one word!" thought McGuffin.
— Gan! (McGuffin gives a thumbs up.)
"How dare I speak!"
long silence.
Just when Snape was waiting impatiently, McGuffin said,
"Can you ask other people to wait outside... This kind of thing is not suitable for other people to listen to..."
McGuffin looked straight into Dumbledore's eyes and said.
——Don't force me!
"Why can't you say anything else? McGuffin, are you an official of the Ministry of Magic? Are there any confidential matters?" Snape sneered.
"Yes, there are indeed some things that cannot be widely announced. I think it's better for Professor Dumbledore and I to know..."
McGuffin interrupted Snape's words directly and unceremoniously, completely tearing his face.
"You..." Snape gasped, speechless.
"Albert, you must speak out now!" he yelled very forcefully.
Neither Dumbledore nor Professor McGonagall stopped Snape from roaring loudly, and it seemed that they also acquiesced to Snape's statement.
And the eyes of the others are also full of suspicion.
"Okay! Remember...you forced me to..." McGuffin said bitterly.
MD!
He glanced at Hermione, took out his wand, and quickly cast the [Spell of Listening with Ear Plugs].
"Close your earplugs and listen!"
After Hermione realized that she couldn't hear the voice clearly, she looked at McGuffin with a puzzled look on her face.
McGuffin stared at the surprised eyes of the others, and began to slowly describe the performance of the Thestrals he saw bit by bit, without omission.
From the thestral itself reacting strangely, looking excited...to seeing in the Forbidden Forest...the 'truth! '...
(Of course, McGuffin didn't mention the connection between his Thestral tail feather wand and this matter at all--and at the same time, he hoped that others would not think of it.)
While the McGuffin was expressively describing how the two Thestrals moved.
Professor McGonagall shouted with a flushed face.
"enough……"
"Stop it, MacGuffin Albert!"
With trembling hands, she strode to Hermione's side, and dragged the little witch out of the room extremely forcefully.
(Hermione's jaw drops to the floor as she watches everyone listen to the story the MacGuffin tells.
Hermione was very curious, and canceled the [Spell of Listening with Ear Plugs] that McGuffin had cast on her.
And it happened that Professor McGonagall saw this scene)
Before leaving, Professor McGonagall gave Professor Snape a hard look.
The expression is very disgusting.
Professor Snape's expression was as if someone had smeared him with shit.
After he knew the so-called concealed 'truth'...but he didn't know what to do.
—He didn't want to hear such things!
Even in his 11 years of teaching at Hogwarts, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation...
Looking at McGuffin's expressionless wooden face, he remembered what he had just said.
It was the first time Snape felt this way, and the more he heard it, the more embarrassed he became, and he wished he could just give himself a big mouth!
Why troublesome!She clearly knows that this little lunatic is not easy to mess with...why make trouble!ah!ah!
Snape kept twitching his mouth in his heart,
He will never do such a stupid thing again next time!
As for the little lunatic in front of him, let that old bee have a headache!
Snape made up his mind that as long as this guy McGuffin didn't do anything harmful to Harry or Hogwarts, he would turn a blind eye and pass by like a bug.
Don't make a fuss anymore.
Harry, Ron and others, even Malfoy and his little friends all looked at McGuffin in astonishment.
As for Percy who originally caused this incident, he was embarrassed and didn't know where to put his eyes... he could only stare at his toes.
"Okay, stop talking!" Dumbledore coughed twice, interrupting McGuffin's vivid description.
He felt that he should reassess the influence of this little wizard by Harry's side on him.
Isn't it a bit... a bit dangerous to go on like this!
——For Harry's growth.
"Influenced by this little wizard...Harry won't grow crooked!...Can he be expected to take on the heavy responsibility of fighting Voldemort in the future?"
However, Dumbledore remembered the unexplained prophecy of the centaur last time, and decided to ignore the little guy McGuffin and just pay attention to it. After all, the little wizard's position is still consistent with him.
After Dumbledore coughed awkwardly, McGuffin finally stopped the harmonious description.
He didn't look like an 11-year-old wizard at all, and there was no shame on his face at his age.
McGuffin and Dumbledore looked at each other expressionlessly.
The atmosphere was almost embarrassing.
Maybe Percy saw something and wanted to resolve the situation, or maybe he just couldn't stay in this situation.
He whispered, "Professor Dumbledore, can we get out of here now, the truth of everything has been revealed... and I am still a prefect, and I have to lead the Gryffindor freshmen to the dormitory, not to mention my sister Ginny's sorting ceremony this year?"
Percy seemed to be a little bit irrational by the scene just now, unable to maintain his prefect demeanor in front of the two professors, and began to babble.
"Actually, it's none of our business... It's just that Professor Snape is busy, that's why he let us hear this..." Ron muttered softly.
"What are you talking about, Weasley?" Snape said coldly, unexpectedly, Ron Weasley, a little wizard, dared to challenge himself now.
"I said we could leave, didn't we?" Ron said quietly.
Harry hurried to see Dumbledore.
"Not yet, Mr. Weasley," said Dumbledore. "Although it seems that you were all forced and did not make any loud mistakes, after all, the entire Forbidden Forest was set on fire... You guys must stay here, I'm afraid you won't be able to attend the banquet... After all, we can't encourage this kind of behavior."
Snape's expression was indescribable, although he was determined to ignore the unfortunate things related to MacGuffin Albert.
But for Harry... it wasn't even a punishment.
He can't accept it.
Snape cleared his throat, and said, "Professor Dumbledore, many precious magical animals and magical plants were burned in that Forbidden Forest, not to mention why thestrals went crazy? It is worth discussing. And why there are dangerous animals like eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest... and finally, the McGuffin really has no choice but to pass..."
While saying this, Snape stopped.
He seemed to be unknowingly starting to hate that little lunatic again according to his instinctive disgust.
really……
McGuffin lowered his head and muttered.
It was slight, but it did snap Snape, roaring, pointing at the McGuffin.
The expression on his face was extremely distorted, and he was spitting all over the place.
"You say it again!"
"—you old virgin!"
McGuffin didn't say anything, just gestured slightly with his mouth.
Although others couldn't see it, Snape knew exactly what the vicious little madman was talking about.
He screamed and kind of lost his mind.
Dumbledore hurriedly persuaded, "Severus, we must go back to the banquet, come on! You haven't eaten yet... I know there is a custard tart that looks good, and I want to try it."
Snape gave the little wizard a hard look, and slammed the door out.
——It seems that there is no end between the two of them!
"I'll have the elves bring the food here." Dumbledore continued after Snape left.
"You guys just eat here, and then just go back to the dormitory." He raised his wand, waved it forward, and some old chairs were connected and deformed, forming a long and large table, and the food that should be in the banquet began to appear on the table.
Mashed potatoes, barbecue, sausages, fragrant turkey, sizzling steak, and five or six different colored fruit drinks...
Several people kept swallowing their saliva, staring ahead, unable to move their eyeballs at all.
Especially Gore and Crabbe, their saliva almost fell to the ground.
"As for you, Percy, you can go out to the banquet... remember not to tell what happened here."
"That's it, I have to go back to the banquet too!"
The door was closed.
Lyfe above Neville's head yelled twice again at this time,
- croak!
(End of this chapter)
quack!
Suddenly, a strange cry interrupted McGuffin's thoughts.
— Neville's toad.
It didn't know how it escaped from Neville's arms again, and hid in the corner of the room, croaking continuously.
(This completely destroys the serious and cold interrogation atmosphere that Snape worked so hard to create, just like when the police interrogate the prisoner, there are two young ladies who keep dancing to the pure land of bliss next to you)
Neville ran and pounced, trying to catch him.
quack!
"Left, don't run!...don't run!"
quack!
They even knocked down the worn-out chairs on the edge of the wall and scattered them all over the floor.
Bang bang—bang!
A mess...
"Enough!" Snape growled.
He flicked his wand, bringing everything back to normal, and pointed at the toad as it flew through the air until it landed on Neville's head, where it clung to.
"Since you like this toad so much, then bear it well... let everyone see it!"
Neville looked terrified, walked over tremblingly against the toad, and hid behind Harry Ron.
Malfoy and Goyle lowered their heads and chuckled secretly.
Just when Snape wanted to continue questioning McGuffin.
Dumbledore finally spoke. He was indeed explaining for McGuffin, but things did not develop as McGuffin expected.
"Severus, I think it's better to figure out the most fundamental, the first reason...why the Thestrals lost control of this carriage and rushed to the Forbidden Forest!"
Hearing this sentence... McGuffin was in a hurry, he was in a hurry!
He quickly raised his head to look at the smiling old bee in front of him.
—what the hell does he know!
McGuffin anxiously opened his mouth to say something, but found that whatever he said would draw everyone's attention to this topic.
"What Malfoy just said...you two were outside the car just now...Is that right? Percy Weasley?"
Dumbledore looked at Percy and asked.
This made the fellow Percy puff up his chest again, and showing himself very proudly, said:
"Yes, Professor, McGuffin and I sat outside the carriage, but we didn't find anything unusual!"
"Did you just say...all the carriages on Hogwarts campus are pulled by Thestrals?"
"This... I heard that there are only a dozen Thestrals raised in Hogwarts, how could it be possible to pull so many carriages?" Percy asked.
McGuffin felt relieved, praying that it would be like this, hurry up and get this topic out of this vortex!
"Oh, this one? That's what we borrowed from the Ministry of Magic... Whenever the school starts, Hogwarts will borrow it from the Ministry of Magic's Department of the Protection of Fantastic Beasts, the Department of International Magical Cooperation and other magical organizations..."
"What did I say?... I thought the carriage was cast with [Driving Curse]..."
"I should have thought of that!" Percy reproached himself—a very exaggerated act.
Everyone felt very embarrassed watching, and his own brother Ron even turned his head away, unable to look directly.
Only this guy continued to talk in a good way.
"As a prefect I should have known! . . . What else could have driven a carriage so swiftly and deftly around the Whomping Willow, past the walls of Hogwarts Castle, and pulled us into the Forbidden Forest?"
"I can't see at all...and there's that sound of flapping wings."
"It must be so, yes!"
"However, why did Professor Dumbledore suddenly go berserk?"
——shiri!
I never expected it to come back again!
Are they unable to get around this today?
The worst thing was that Percy was in the middle of a mental activity that was eager to impress Dumbledore. Under this situation, he suddenly remembered the details of what happened earlier, and said it without thinking,
"McGuffin, can you see thestrals? I see you always staring at the front of the car..."
"Isn't it, MacGuffin?"
Wardfack!
—Is this fellow Percy trying to kill me?
Looking at the complacent guy, McGuffin twisted his guts with anger.
After Percy elbowed Ron, he realized that he had screwed the MacGuffin!
"Ok?"
Snape said in a tone of interest, "Really? . . . MacGuffin Albert? Can you see?"
Ask three times in a row.
"What do you think Professor Dumbledore!" Snape said softly, but even Gore Crabbe could hear the irrepressible excitement in his tone.
He couldn't believe it—this eloquent little wizard would be able to get away with it again.
This time it fell into his hands, and Snape had to find a way to curb the little guy's arrogance, teach him some wizard manners, and learn to respect a professor.
McGuffin looked at everyone around him staring at him with extremely surprised eyes, (Malfoy and the others gloated).
Even Hermione whispered, "No way! McGuffin, you shouldn't be able to see the Thestrals!
"Explain! Mr. MacGuffin Albert!" Snape pressed on.
"Explain this statement!" Professor McGonagall looked in disbelief, her glasses flickering ominously.
——She originally thought that this little guy was just good at getting into trouble and was a bit 'evil (Chinese)'.
did not expect……
McGuffin looked at Dumbledore.
The old bee had an unusually serious expression, looking down at him along the bridge of his slightly bent nose.
"Albert, I'm afraid I have to ask you to explain what happened just now... and why you kept silent when you knew about it!"
"Can I answer you in one word!" thought McGuffin.
— Gan! (McGuffin gives a thumbs up.)
"How dare I speak!"
long silence.
Just when Snape was waiting impatiently, McGuffin said,
"Can you ask other people to wait outside... This kind of thing is not suitable for other people to listen to..."
McGuffin looked straight into Dumbledore's eyes and said.
——Don't force me!
"Why can't you say anything else? McGuffin, are you an official of the Ministry of Magic? Are there any confidential matters?" Snape sneered.
"Yes, there are indeed some things that cannot be widely announced. I think it's better for Professor Dumbledore and I to know..."
McGuffin interrupted Snape's words directly and unceremoniously, completely tearing his face.
"You..." Snape gasped, speechless.
"Albert, you must speak out now!" he yelled very forcefully.
Neither Dumbledore nor Professor McGonagall stopped Snape from roaring loudly, and it seemed that they also acquiesced to Snape's statement.
And the eyes of the others are also full of suspicion.
"Okay! Remember...you forced me to..." McGuffin said bitterly.
MD!
He glanced at Hermione, took out his wand, and quickly cast the [Spell of Listening with Ear Plugs].
"Close your earplugs and listen!"
After Hermione realized that she couldn't hear the voice clearly, she looked at McGuffin with a puzzled look on her face.
McGuffin stared at the surprised eyes of the others, and began to slowly describe the performance of the Thestrals he saw bit by bit, without omission.
From the thestral itself reacting strangely, looking excited...to seeing in the Forbidden Forest...the 'truth! '...
(Of course, McGuffin didn't mention the connection between his Thestral tail feather wand and this matter at all--and at the same time, he hoped that others would not think of it.)
While the McGuffin was expressively describing how the two Thestrals moved.
Professor McGonagall shouted with a flushed face.
"enough……"
"Stop it, MacGuffin Albert!"
With trembling hands, she strode to Hermione's side, and dragged the little witch out of the room extremely forcefully.
(Hermione's jaw drops to the floor as she watches everyone listen to the story the MacGuffin tells.
Hermione was very curious, and canceled the [Spell of Listening with Ear Plugs] that McGuffin had cast on her.
And it happened that Professor McGonagall saw this scene)
Before leaving, Professor McGonagall gave Professor Snape a hard look.
The expression is very disgusting.
Professor Snape's expression was as if someone had smeared him with shit.
After he knew the so-called concealed 'truth'...but he didn't know what to do.
—He didn't want to hear such things!
Even in his 11 years of teaching at Hogwarts, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation...
Looking at McGuffin's expressionless wooden face, he remembered what he had just said.
It was the first time Snape felt this way, and the more he heard it, the more embarrassed he became, and he wished he could just give himself a big mouth!
Why troublesome!She clearly knows that this little lunatic is not easy to mess with...why make trouble!ah!ah!
Snape kept twitching his mouth in his heart,
He will never do such a stupid thing again next time!
As for the little lunatic in front of him, let that old bee have a headache!
Snape made up his mind that as long as this guy McGuffin didn't do anything harmful to Harry or Hogwarts, he would turn a blind eye and pass by like a bug.
Don't make a fuss anymore.
Harry, Ron and others, even Malfoy and his little friends all looked at McGuffin in astonishment.
As for Percy who originally caused this incident, he was embarrassed and didn't know where to put his eyes... he could only stare at his toes.
"Okay, stop talking!" Dumbledore coughed twice, interrupting McGuffin's vivid description.
He felt that he should reassess the influence of this little wizard by Harry's side on him.
Isn't it a bit... a bit dangerous to go on like this!
——For Harry's growth.
"Influenced by this little wizard...Harry won't grow crooked!...Can he be expected to take on the heavy responsibility of fighting Voldemort in the future?"
However, Dumbledore remembered the unexplained prophecy of the centaur last time, and decided to ignore the little guy McGuffin and just pay attention to it. After all, the little wizard's position is still consistent with him.
After Dumbledore coughed awkwardly, McGuffin finally stopped the harmonious description.
He didn't look like an 11-year-old wizard at all, and there was no shame on his face at his age.
McGuffin and Dumbledore looked at each other expressionlessly.
The atmosphere was almost embarrassing.
Maybe Percy saw something and wanted to resolve the situation, or maybe he just couldn't stay in this situation.
He whispered, "Professor Dumbledore, can we get out of here now, the truth of everything has been revealed... and I am still a prefect, and I have to lead the Gryffindor freshmen to the dormitory, not to mention my sister Ginny's sorting ceremony this year?"
Percy seemed to be a little bit irrational by the scene just now, unable to maintain his prefect demeanor in front of the two professors, and began to babble.
"Actually, it's none of our business... It's just that Professor Snape is busy, that's why he let us hear this..." Ron muttered softly.
"What are you talking about, Weasley?" Snape said coldly, unexpectedly, Ron Weasley, a little wizard, dared to challenge himself now.
"I said we could leave, didn't we?" Ron said quietly.
Harry hurried to see Dumbledore.
"Not yet, Mr. Weasley," said Dumbledore. "Although it seems that you were all forced and did not make any loud mistakes, after all, the entire Forbidden Forest was set on fire... You guys must stay here, I'm afraid you won't be able to attend the banquet... After all, we can't encourage this kind of behavior."
Snape's expression was indescribable, although he was determined to ignore the unfortunate things related to MacGuffin Albert.
But for Harry... it wasn't even a punishment.
He can't accept it.
Snape cleared his throat, and said, "Professor Dumbledore, many precious magical animals and magical plants were burned in that Forbidden Forest, not to mention why thestrals went crazy? It is worth discussing. And why there are dangerous animals like eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest... and finally, the McGuffin really has no choice but to pass..."
While saying this, Snape stopped.
He seemed to be unknowingly starting to hate that little lunatic again according to his instinctive disgust.
really……
McGuffin lowered his head and muttered.
It was slight, but it did snap Snape, roaring, pointing at the McGuffin.
The expression on his face was extremely distorted, and he was spitting all over the place.
"You say it again!"
"—you old virgin!"
McGuffin didn't say anything, just gestured slightly with his mouth.
Although others couldn't see it, Snape knew exactly what the vicious little madman was talking about.
He screamed and kind of lost his mind.
Dumbledore hurriedly persuaded, "Severus, we must go back to the banquet, come on! You haven't eaten yet... I know there is a custard tart that looks good, and I want to try it."
Snape gave the little wizard a hard look, and slammed the door out.
——It seems that there is no end between the two of them!
"I'll have the elves bring the food here." Dumbledore continued after Snape left.
"You guys just eat here, and then just go back to the dormitory." He raised his wand, waved it forward, and some old chairs were connected and deformed, forming a long and large table, and the food that should be in the banquet began to appear on the table.
Mashed potatoes, barbecue, sausages, fragrant turkey, sizzling steak, and five or six different colored fruit drinks...
Several people kept swallowing their saliva, staring ahead, unable to move their eyeballs at all.
Especially Gore and Crabbe, their saliva almost fell to the ground.
"As for you, Percy, you can go out to the banquet... remember not to tell what happened here."
"That's it, I have to go back to the banquet too!"
The door was closed.
Lyfe above Neville's head yelled twice again at this time,
- croak!
(End of this chapter)
