Chapter 57 About Education
It’s less than a week until Halloween dinner,
The injury on his leg obviously hasn't fully healed yet.
Snape limped towards the little wizards in the courtyard.
"What is this, Potter?" Snape pointed at the book on Harry's waist, his face gloomy, with vague anger brewing.
"This is Amazing Quidditch, sir."
Harry handed the book in his hand to Snape.
"Huh? Our savior thinks Potions is too easy?
So it’s time to divert your attention to this kind of fun, right? ” Snape sneered.
However, for Harry, Quidditch is more than just fun.
"Savior" was the title that was inexplicably placed on Harry's head. He always felt that he deserved it. He did not get it by himself. It came from his mother's sacrifice.
On the contrary, the recognition Harry gained from Quidditch made him feel even more precious.
Because this is what he has obtained for his own reasons since he became sensible, and the same goes for potions.
Whether it's Quidditch or Potions, they can make up for Harry's inner shortcomings.
It was a wound caused by bullying in childhood.
"That's not the case, sir. It's because we have a match with Slytherin soon."
Harry tried to argue.
Since all my contacts with Snape were related to potions,
In his desperation, he neglected one thing.
The person in front of me is the Head of Slytherin.
Snape looked at Harry with empty eyes,
Then he said something coldly
"I didn't expect that Slytherin would put so much pressure on our Mr. Potter.
In fact, with your Quidditch talent, you can easily beat Slytherin's team.
I have every confidence that you will succeed in Quidditch,
Then be tortured and killed by your enemies,
Just like your father who is good at Quidditch.
Potter! "
Snape never minded using vicious words to hurt others;
Because he has been torturing himself with the same vicious words.
If he and James Potter could be more useful,
If James Potter hadn't taken Quidditch so seriously, he would have become stronger and could have stopped Voldemort, even for a little longer.
So is it possible for Lily to survive?
Although the Dark Mark on his left hand had not moved for more than ten years, Snape could still vaguely detect something strange about it recently.
Voldemort's tentacles have reached into Hogwarts, Snape knew this clearly,
Harry was able to survive to adulthood thanks to Lily's protective spell.
What Snape wanted to do was to take over this responsibility so that the child could survive as an adult.
"Library books are not allowed to be taken out of the castle. You will be deducted five points from Gryffindor for violating school rules, Potter."
Put this book away in your robe,
And Harry may be because Snape insulted James, or maybe because Snape obviously made up the rules on the fly,
Green eyes glared at Snape, his face turning red.
But the past period of getting along with him restrained Harry's urge to rant against the professor.
Ignoring the little wizard's eyes that wanted to eat people,
Snape turned away and limped towards his office.
What Snape was thinking at this moment was,
Let's write a letter to Narcissa later and ask how to deal with a child.
Evening, Gryffindor common room.
"He shouldn't have said that about my father! It's too much!"
Harry complained to his companions.
But Snape's preference for Harry could be seen even by Ron.
"It looks like this guy wants to turn you into the next version of himself. He obviously doesn't like seeing you playing Quidditch. But did you notice? What's wrong with his leg?"
Ron asked.
Harry recalled the scene after they fought the troll,
That's when he saw the wound on Snape's leg.
"He has been injured for a while, but he has not recovered yet. He can obviously refine the uplifting potion by himself.
Ignore him, I think I should go get the book back, because of Snape, I'm starting to feel nervous. "
Hearing Harry's brave words, Ron rolled his eyes at him,
Go, go, this child will not know what kind of person this professor is until he has been severely beaten by Snape.
So Harry walked to the door of the staff lounge and was about to go in when he was tapped on the shoulder.
"Hey...Harry, what are you doing sneaking around here?"
Harry was startled and turned around to see Raven.
Yes, he should have thought of it earlier. In the past week, Raven always liked to start his words with "yo yo" and he had been complained about many times by them.
"I'm here to see Professor Snape, what about you?"
Raven raised the potion in his hand and said.
"I'm also here to see Snape. I heard he was injured and I'm here to deliver medicine."
After saying that, Raven just pushed in without knocking.
Harry saw Filch changing Snape's bandages.
The bandage that was replaced was covered with black blood.
Snape himself seemed to be writing something.
Under Snape's murderous gaze, Raven approached Snape and handed him a small bottle.
"Here, special medicine for the wounds caused by the purple-horned beast."
Snape took the potion and did not rush to use it, but said darkly to Raven.
"Keeping a dangerous and extinct creature in Hogwarts, perhaps Mr. Weasley, you should explain it to the Aurors."
If Raven didn't raise that thing, he would use Potter's shampoo to wash his hair upside down tomorrow.
Raven had an indifferent expression on her face.
"Then they have to arrest Dumbledore first.
These little cuties I raised are just substitutes for Dumbledore's three-headed dog in the corridor. "
Seeing Harry beside him, Snape did not delve into this topic with Raven. Unlike those involved, Harry should not know about this yet.
After sniffing the potion bottle given by Raven, Snape opened it and poured it on his calf.
The wound immediately began to smolder, and Harry felt pain for him just looking at it.
However, Snape did not show the painful expression that Raven expected.
He just gritted his teeth and looked at Harry,
Said in a voice that seemed to come from the gums
"What about you, Potter? What are you doing here?"
Seeing Snape's expression like this, Harry's original courage was reduced to one point.
Harry whispered,
"Give me back the book."
Snape was not as angry as Harry expected, but instead smiled, like a fisherman who saw the buoy move.
Combined with his smoking calf, Harry felt even more horrified.
He first took out "The Magic of Quidditch" from the drawer and put it in Harry's hand.
Then he took a stack of written paper about an inch thick from the table and placed it on the book.
After thinking for a moment, Snape placed the half-written piece of paper in Harry's hand.
Gritting his teeth and speaking to Harry word by word with a cold smile.
"These, things, are called test papers. Give them to me next Monday.
If you can't finish writing, just wait and die, Potter."
Seeing that the advanced experience he shared with Mrs. Malfoy was used on Harry, someone smiled and said nothing.
