Chapter 261 Drink it, pull out the wand, and attack me
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
The new Daily Prophet has caused a stir in the wizarding world, with many looking forward to the outcome of the trial on Friday.
Regarding the Black injustice case, public comments on the Ministry of Magic's handling plan have shown a polarized trend, which can be seen from the discussions among young wizards.
One side believed that the Ministry of Magic had brought order out of chaos, and we should learn from Minister Cornelius Fudge. The other side, after inquiring about Sirius's performance in the castle from many aspects, began to accuse the Ministry of Magic of the corruption of the system and chaotic management, which allowed an excellent wizard to He was wrongly imprisoned and endured more than ten years of torture in Azkaban.
There is also a group of people who stand in a neutral position and stir up trouble, commonly known as --- eating melons. This group of people is mainly the little badgers of Hufflepuff.
The person who gained the most this time was Cornelius Fudge, but that was not necessarily the case. Political considerations and profit gains and losses actually had nothing to do with Suhr, who was still in school.
Time flew by and it was Wednesday.
This day is the day when Su Er has to go to the appointment, oh no, it is the day to go and get beaten.
In the past two days, judging from the score hourglass of each college, the frequency of score decreases is somewhat large, and the time when scores fluctuate is basically the time of potions classes of each grade at that time.
What?Are you asking if other professors will deduct points?
Impossible, in the entire castle, the only one who would unscrupulously take points off for fun or vent his anger is my dear Professor Snape.
Well, even Filch actually has no right to deduct points.
Not only that, judging from the speculation that Suir heard from time to time in the lounge about whether Professor Snape had reached menopause, it was also certain that Snape was in a very bad mood.
There was still a familiar knock on the door, and then the door quietly opened from the inside. Suer took a deep breath and stepped in smoothly.
"Well, isn't this the youngest recipient of the third-level Order of Merlin?" Snape raised his eyelids when Soul came in, then lowered his head and sneered.
"Third-level Order of Merlin?" Sur asked in surprise, "What are you talking about? Professor?"
Now it was Snape's turn to be surprised. He looked up at Soul to make sure his expression wasn't fake.
"You do not know?"
Soul shook his head blankly.
"Haha." Snape chuckled coldly and said to himself, "It's not surprising."
Then, he lowered his head and waved the quill for a while, and Soul was hung up in front of the table.
Fortunately, Professor Snape still remembered that he had a student waiting, and the quill stopped dancing after a short time.
"Wait for me here." Snape stood up with a cold expression and entered the small room.
Not long after, the windless black wizard's robe made a slight swishy sound, passing by Sur, and a soft sentence floated---
"follow me."
Soul silently raised his steps, and the two of them walked through the stairs, walked through the foyer, and finally left the castle. It was not dark yet, and they were walking in twos and threes on the lawn at the entrance of the castle and by the black lake. Several couples of men and women.
Since the weather got better, the little wizards thought that they should not live up to the warm sunshine in winter, so they all chose to take a walk after dinner to relax their stomachs filled with delicious food.
At this time, a low pressure approached, and the little wizards unconsciously deviated from the original direction of travel, stopped motionless, and looked at Sur, who was following the low pressure, with sympathy and pity.
After walking through the greenhouse, Soul couldn't help but ask.
"Where are we going? Professor?"
Will Snape answer?That would definitely not happen, so Suer could only curl his lips and continue to follow.
After passing through the last piece of green grass, the destination was reached - the Quidditch pitch.
Outside the stadium, Soul could hear the swishing sound of brooms moving through the air and the sound of wizard robes swinging in the wind.
Snape continued to move forward with long strides, and Soul followed behind and quickly saw which house was conducting Quidditch training.
Well, it's the diligent Gryffindor.
"Over there, this time is Gryffindor training time. No matter what you are here for, leave quickly..." Wood's voice came from far away, and then as the broom fell to the ground, he saw clearly people---
"S...Snape...taught...Professor?" Wood stammered.
Snape looked at him calmly, and Sule could clearly see Wood's Adam's apple moving.
"It's Gryffindor's training time now, Professor... If you have something to do... you can wait until after our training is over..."
All I can say is, you are very brave, Wood. Suer couldn’t help but give him a thumbs up from behind...
"What happened? Wood." Two more broomsticks flew over.
This time, there were two more people standing in front of Snape, um, the red-haired Weasley brothers.
What about...Harry?Suer raised his head and squinted his eyes. Oh, he was flying happily in the sky. It seemed that he hadn't noticed what was going on below.
At this time, Professor Snape spoke up, his voice full of irresistibility.
"Whatever you're doing, get out of here now."
"Ah...this...professor...this..." Wood hesitated, his face full of reluctance.
"Is there a problem?" Professor Snape said again.
Wood made eye contact with Professor Snape, then immediately shrank his neck, shook his head quickly, lowered his chin and responded, "No... no problem, we'll leave right away."
Then, Wood turned around and rode on the broomstick, flying into the sky to greet his teammates. Soon, a group of little lions landed on the ground, quietly and well-behaved.
But before they left, Soul clearly noticed that Harry wanted to send him a questioning look. Unfortunately, this was caught by Professor Snape, whose attention was fixed on Harry...
result---
"Harry Potter, if you don't say hello to the professor when you see him, you will get five points from Gryffindor!"
Harry was so angry that he subconsciously wanted to retort. Soul stood behind Snape, and Snape couldn't see his movements - giving the Weasley brothers a signal to leave quickly.
The Weasley brothers received the signal and quickly covered Harry's mouth, while the other dragged him away quickly.
Poor Harry, Soul put down his hand and couldn't help but shook his head. You can't handle Snape's heavy love. It would be better if you were Harry instead of Harry.
After the Gryffindor team members left, the Quidditch pitch fell into relative silence. Snape's wizard robe dragged on the grass, making a rustling sound, and he led Soul to the center of the field.
Then he turned around and handed over a bottle of dark purple potion with small bubbles.
"Drink it, then pull out your wand and attack me."
Regarding the Black injustice case, public comments on the Ministry of Magic's handling plan have shown a polarized trend, which can be seen from the discussions among young wizards.
One side believed that the Ministry of Magic had brought order out of chaos, and we should learn from Minister Cornelius Fudge. The other side, after inquiring about Sirius's performance in the castle from many aspects, began to accuse the Ministry of Magic of the corruption of the system and chaotic management, which allowed an excellent wizard to He was wrongly imprisoned and endured more than ten years of torture in Azkaban.
There is also a group of people who stand in a neutral position and stir up trouble, commonly known as --- eating melons. This group of people is mainly the little badgers of Hufflepuff.
The person who gained the most this time was Cornelius Fudge, but that was not necessarily the case. Political considerations and profit gains and losses actually had nothing to do with Suhr, who was still in school.
Time flew by and it was Wednesday.
This day is the day when Su Er has to go to the appointment, oh no, it is the day to go and get beaten.
In the past two days, judging from the score hourglass of each college, the frequency of score decreases is somewhat large, and the time when scores fluctuate is basically the time of potions classes of each grade at that time.
What?Are you asking if other professors will deduct points?
Impossible, in the entire castle, the only one who would unscrupulously take points off for fun or vent his anger is my dear Professor Snape.
Well, even Filch actually has no right to deduct points.
Not only that, judging from the speculation that Suir heard from time to time in the lounge about whether Professor Snape had reached menopause, it was also certain that Snape was in a very bad mood.
There was still a familiar knock on the door, and then the door quietly opened from the inside. Suer took a deep breath and stepped in smoothly.
"Well, isn't this the youngest recipient of the third-level Order of Merlin?" Snape raised his eyelids when Soul came in, then lowered his head and sneered.
"Third-level Order of Merlin?" Sur asked in surprise, "What are you talking about? Professor?"
Now it was Snape's turn to be surprised. He looked up at Soul to make sure his expression wasn't fake.
"You do not know?"
Soul shook his head blankly.
"Haha." Snape chuckled coldly and said to himself, "It's not surprising."
Then, he lowered his head and waved the quill for a while, and Soul was hung up in front of the table.
Fortunately, Professor Snape still remembered that he had a student waiting, and the quill stopped dancing after a short time.
"Wait for me here." Snape stood up with a cold expression and entered the small room.
Not long after, the windless black wizard's robe made a slight swishy sound, passing by Sur, and a soft sentence floated---
"follow me."
Soul silently raised his steps, and the two of them walked through the stairs, walked through the foyer, and finally left the castle. It was not dark yet, and they were walking in twos and threes on the lawn at the entrance of the castle and by the black lake. Several couples of men and women.
Since the weather got better, the little wizards thought that they should not live up to the warm sunshine in winter, so they all chose to take a walk after dinner to relax their stomachs filled with delicious food.
At this time, a low pressure approached, and the little wizards unconsciously deviated from the original direction of travel, stopped motionless, and looked at Sur, who was following the low pressure, with sympathy and pity.
After walking through the greenhouse, Soul couldn't help but ask.
"Where are we going? Professor?"
Will Snape answer?That would definitely not happen, so Suer could only curl his lips and continue to follow.
After passing through the last piece of green grass, the destination was reached - the Quidditch pitch.
Outside the stadium, Soul could hear the swishing sound of brooms moving through the air and the sound of wizard robes swinging in the wind.
Snape continued to move forward with long strides, and Soul followed behind and quickly saw which house was conducting Quidditch training.
Well, it's the diligent Gryffindor.
"Over there, this time is Gryffindor training time. No matter what you are here for, leave quickly..." Wood's voice came from far away, and then as the broom fell to the ground, he saw clearly people---
"S...Snape...taught...Professor?" Wood stammered.
Snape looked at him calmly, and Sule could clearly see Wood's Adam's apple moving.
"It's Gryffindor's training time now, Professor... If you have something to do... you can wait until after our training is over..."
All I can say is, you are very brave, Wood. Suer couldn’t help but give him a thumbs up from behind...
"What happened? Wood." Two more broomsticks flew over.
This time, there were two more people standing in front of Snape, um, the red-haired Weasley brothers.
What about...Harry?Suer raised his head and squinted his eyes. Oh, he was flying happily in the sky. It seemed that he hadn't noticed what was going on below.
At this time, Professor Snape spoke up, his voice full of irresistibility.
"Whatever you're doing, get out of here now."
"Ah...this...professor...this..." Wood hesitated, his face full of reluctance.
"Is there a problem?" Professor Snape said again.
Wood made eye contact with Professor Snape, then immediately shrank his neck, shook his head quickly, lowered his chin and responded, "No... no problem, we'll leave right away."
Then, Wood turned around and rode on the broomstick, flying into the sky to greet his teammates. Soon, a group of little lions landed on the ground, quietly and well-behaved.
But before they left, Soul clearly noticed that Harry wanted to send him a questioning look. Unfortunately, this was caught by Professor Snape, whose attention was fixed on Harry...
result---
"Harry Potter, if you don't say hello to the professor when you see him, you will get five points from Gryffindor!"
Harry was so angry that he subconsciously wanted to retort. Soul stood behind Snape, and Snape couldn't see his movements - giving the Weasley brothers a signal to leave quickly.
The Weasley brothers received the signal and quickly covered Harry's mouth, while the other dragged him away quickly.
Poor Harry, Soul put down his hand and couldn't help but shook his head. You can't handle Snape's heavy love. It would be better if you were Harry instead of Harry.
After the Gryffindor team members left, the Quidditch pitch fell into relative silence. Snape's wizard robe dragged on the grass, making a rustling sound, and he led Soul to the center of the field.
Then he turned around and handed over a bottle of dark purple potion with small bubbles.
"Drink it, then pull out your wand and attack me."
