Chapter 107 Snape’s speculation
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Bai Bai Le Kai Shui
By the time the three of them had eaten and drank enough, half an hour had passed.
After Tver cleaned up the place, he looked at the three people burping there.
"It seems that you have eaten well. In this case, tonight's punishment will begin. All you have to do is bring a broom, mop, rag and bucket -"
Tver pointed to the corner of the wall. There was a set of cleaning tools that he specially asked Filch to borrow. There were all kinds of tools.
"Then clean the whole first floor."
The three people immediately turned their heads to look at the corner, their eyes widening.
"entire?!"
"First floor?!"
"With those Muggle things?!"
They were so shocked that their voices deformed and became shrill and harsh.
Tver frowned upon hearing this.
"This is just a task for tonight. There are eight floors in the school. When you clean the entire castle, the confinement will truly end."
"Oh, by the way," Tver suddenly remembered something, "Remember to sweep the floor and mop it, and then use a rag to wipe the railings, windows, etc., do a good job, and I will check it for acceptance in the end."
The three of them, Harry, were stunned in disbelief, as if they had seen Professor Welfare like this for the first time.
"Hey, wake up, hurry up and clean up, otherwise I won't be responsible after the curfew."
After Tver's reminder, they did not dare to question it and hurriedly ran to the corner, scrambling for the easiest tool.
"Warm reminder, if one part fails during the acceptance inspection, no matter who made the mistake, all three of you will be punished again."
The three of them looked at each other with a grimace and instantly became very friendly and polite.
"Mr. Malfoy, I think this rag suits you very well."
"Thank you, Mr. Weasley, but a mop would be a good option too."
"Um, can you let me hold the broom?" Harry asked weakly.
"No way!"*2
After a lot of trouble, the three of them finally left the office and came to the first floor carrying tools of all sizes.
However, they had another dispute over the choice of person to fill the bucket.
Seeing Ron and Malfoy being dissatisfied with each other, Harry had no choice but to stand up.
"Listen to me, we have to put aside our conflicts now. If you have any questions, we can wait until the confinement is over to talk about it, okay?"
"If he agrees, I agree." Ron muttered and turned his head.
"I will agree if he agrees first!" Malfoy raised his little head and turned his head away.
Ron didn't hesitate now. He turned and stared at the back of Malfoy's head, "You must agree first!"
"You first!"
"I won't-"
"Maybe you should discuss why you don't spend the night in the lounge instead of making a lot of noise in the castle."
At some point, Snape appeared behind Harry, looking at them up and down with cold eyes.
After seeing the broom in Harry's hand, he hesitated for a moment. It seemed like he had to distinguish it for a while before he realized that it was a real broom, the kind that couldn't fly.
"Do you still have this kind of hobby?" he asked with a frown.
"No," Harry hurriedly hid the broom behind his back, "Professor Welfare's confinement asked us to clean the first floor, so he showed up here with these things."
Ron and Malfoy didn't dare to argue anymore and nodded quickly.
Snape's eyes narrowed and he glanced at the expressions of the three of them with a cold expression.
When Harry and the three of them felt that the air was about to freeze, he slowly spoke: "But Welfare didn't ask you to make a fuss here, right?"
"Uh, Dean, we-"
Malfoy stood up hesitantly, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Snape's cold eyes.
"Ten points each from Gryffindor and Slytherin."
"But they are two people!" Malfoy said without hesitation.
Snape turned and left, leaving only the last words: "That means you can stand up to both of them."
Malfoy: "..."
Normally, he would jump up with joy, but now...
"Pfft."
Harry and Ron couldn't help laughing, staggering around and covering their mouths, unable to hide their amused eyes.
"How dare you two bastards laugh at me!"
……
On the other side, Tver held a magic point map in his office and looked at a figure on it.
With the help of the Weasley twins, in just one year, the map has been greatly improved, and many errors in the old map have even been corrected and corrected due to the two's field exploration.
"Knock knock knock."
"Please come in."
Tver put down the parchment in his hand and looked at the visitor standing at the door in surprise.
"Do you need me to greet you personally, Professor Snape?"
Snape walked in expressionlessly, his indifferent eyes turning slightly, and he swept the layout of the room into his mind.
Besides books, there are books.
At a glance, he saw a lot about black magic, or vague references to black magic.
He was so familiar with these books that he used to read them all day long.
But I also felt a little strange.
He hasn't touched this kind of book for a long time...
"Speaking of which, this is your first time here. How about it? Is it sunnier and healthier than your office?"
Tver showed the bookshelf behind him in a somewhat shameless manner.
No matter how evil the books were, they were far more pleasing to the eye than the stuffed animals in Snape's classroom.
"They are indeed very healthy." Snape gave a rare smile, although it was a sneer. "It would be great if their owners were so upright."
"Ok?"
Twil raised his eyelids and his eyes fell on Snape in front of him.
His current expression is very strange, with a kind of ridicule under his seemingly indifferent face, but there is also a trace of fear hidden deep inside.
"No matter how you look at it, I am more magnanimous than Professor Snape, right?"
"At least in Dumbledore's eyes, I don't have as many secrets as you."
Snape walked to the bookshelf behind Turville and ran his fingers from left to right.
"I have read all the books on this. Just from this clue, I know that your attainments in black magic far exceed mine."
"As a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, I have to understand black magic in order to teach students how to resist." Tver spread his hands indifferently.
Snape's cold smile became a little more triumphant, and his fingers gracefully placed on the bookshelf.
To be precise, one of the books.
He slowly pulled out the book——
"But why didn't I know that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor also reads Muggle books?"
Tver's eyebrows rose when he saw the title of the book.
This is a book called "A Brief History of Humanity", a book he used to understand history and the speed of human development.
There are many such books, and occasionally he will take them out and look through them.
After all, he is a time traveler, not a historian. If he wants to add arguments for his ideals, it is very meaningful for him to read more of these books.
When Turville didn't answer, Snape's smile faded.
"Perhaps, as the heir to a pure-blood family, you just simply like Muggles."
"Or maybe you, a genius proficient in dark arts, are trying to understand Muggles to achieve your own ulterior motives?"
After Tver cleaned up the place, he looked at the three people burping there.
"It seems that you have eaten well. In this case, tonight's punishment will begin. All you have to do is bring a broom, mop, rag and bucket -"
Tver pointed to the corner of the wall. There was a set of cleaning tools that he specially asked Filch to borrow. There were all kinds of tools.
"Then clean the whole first floor."
The three people immediately turned their heads to look at the corner, their eyes widening.
"entire?!"
"First floor?!"
"With those Muggle things?!"
They were so shocked that their voices deformed and became shrill and harsh.
Tver frowned upon hearing this.
"This is just a task for tonight. There are eight floors in the school. When you clean the entire castle, the confinement will truly end."
"Oh, by the way," Tver suddenly remembered something, "Remember to sweep the floor and mop it, and then use a rag to wipe the railings, windows, etc., do a good job, and I will check it for acceptance in the end."
The three of them, Harry, were stunned in disbelief, as if they had seen Professor Welfare like this for the first time.
"Hey, wake up, hurry up and clean up, otherwise I won't be responsible after the curfew."
After Tver's reminder, they did not dare to question it and hurriedly ran to the corner, scrambling for the easiest tool.
"Warm reminder, if one part fails during the acceptance inspection, no matter who made the mistake, all three of you will be punished again."
The three of them looked at each other with a grimace and instantly became very friendly and polite.
"Mr. Malfoy, I think this rag suits you very well."
"Thank you, Mr. Weasley, but a mop would be a good option too."
"Um, can you let me hold the broom?" Harry asked weakly.
"No way!"*2
After a lot of trouble, the three of them finally left the office and came to the first floor carrying tools of all sizes.
However, they had another dispute over the choice of person to fill the bucket.
Seeing Ron and Malfoy being dissatisfied with each other, Harry had no choice but to stand up.
"Listen to me, we have to put aside our conflicts now. If you have any questions, we can wait until the confinement is over to talk about it, okay?"
"If he agrees, I agree." Ron muttered and turned his head.
"I will agree if he agrees first!" Malfoy raised his little head and turned his head away.
Ron didn't hesitate now. He turned and stared at the back of Malfoy's head, "You must agree first!"
"You first!"
"I won't-"
"Maybe you should discuss why you don't spend the night in the lounge instead of making a lot of noise in the castle."
At some point, Snape appeared behind Harry, looking at them up and down with cold eyes.
After seeing the broom in Harry's hand, he hesitated for a moment. It seemed like he had to distinguish it for a while before he realized that it was a real broom, the kind that couldn't fly.
"Do you still have this kind of hobby?" he asked with a frown.
"No," Harry hurriedly hid the broom behind his back, "Professor Welfare's confinement asked us to clean the first floor, so he showed up here with these things."
Ron and Malfoy didn't dare to argue anymore and nodded quickly.
Snape's eyes narrowed and he glanced at the expressions of the three of them with a cold expression.
When Harry and the three of them felt that the air was about to freeze, he slowly spoke: "But Welfare didn't ask you to make a fuss here, right?"
"Uh, Dean, we-"
Malfoy stood up hesitantly, but before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Snape's cold eyes.
"Ten points each from Gryffindor and Slytherin."
"But they are two people!" Malfoy said without hesitation.
Snape turned and left, leaving only the last words: "That means you can stand up to both of them."
Malfoy: "..."
Normally, he would jump up with joy, but now...
"Pfft."
Harry and Ron couldn't help laughing, staggering around and covering their mouths, unable to hide their amused eyes.
"How dare you two bastards laugh at me!"
……
On the other side, Tver held a magic point map in his office and looked at a figure on it.
With the help of the Weasley twins, in just one year, the map has been greatly improved, and many errors in the old map have even been corrected and corrected due to the two's field exploration.
"Knock knock knock."
"Please come in."
Tver put down the parchment in his hand and looked at the visitor standing at the door in surprise.
"Do you need me to greet you personally, Professor Snape?"
Snape walked in expressionlessly, his indifferent eyes turning slightly, and he swept the layout of the room into his mind.
Besides books, there are books.
At a glance, he saw a lot about black magic, or vague references to black magic.
He was so familiar with these books that he used to read them all day long.
But I also felt a little strange.
He hasn't touched this kind of book for a long time...
"Speaking of which, this is your first time here. How about it? Is it sunnier and healthier than your office?"
Tver showed the bookshelf behind him in a somewhat shameless manner.
No matter how evil the books were, they were far more pleasing to the eye than the stuffed animals in Snape's classroom.
"They are indeed very healthy." Snape gave a rare smile, although it was a sneer. "It would be great if their owners were so upright."
"Ok?"
Twil raised his eyelids and his eyes fell on Snape in front of him.
His current expression is very strange, with a kind of ridicule under his seemingly indifferent face, but there is also a trace of fear hidden deep inside.
"No matter how you look at it, I am more magnanimous than Professor Snape, right?"
"At least in Dumbledore's eyes, I don't have as many secrets as you."
Snape walked to the bookshelf behind Turville and ran his fingers from left to right.
"I have read all the books on this. Just from this clue, I know that your attainments in black magic far exceed mine."
"As a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, I have to understand black magic in order to teach students how to resist." Tver spread his hands indifferently.
Snape's cold smile became a little more triumphant, and his fingers gracefully placed on the bookshelf.
To be precise, one of the books.
He slowly pulled out the book——
"But why didn't I know that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor also reads Muggle books?"
Tver's eyebrows rose when he saw the title of the book.
This is a book called "A Brief History of Humanity", a book he used to understand history and the speed of human development.
There are many such books, and occasionally he will take them out and look through them.
After all, he is a time traveler, not a historian. If he wants to add arguments for his ideals, it is very meaningful for him to read more of these books.
When Turville didn't answer, Snape's smile faded.
"Perhaps, as the heir to a pure-blood family, you just simply like Muggles."
"Or maybe you, a genius proficient in dark arts, are trying to understand Muggles to achieve your own ulterior motives?"
