Chapter 77 Come on, Let’s Hurt Each Other

Aquiline nose, black hair, walking like a bat... Even though he hadn't seen him for twelve years, Sirius still recognized Snape at a glance based on these characteristics.

"Oh, Severus, it's so good to see you. My dear old schoolmate."

Snape ignored Black's greetings and looked at him with an almost contemptuous smile:

"You're still alive, Black, I'm surprised... I thought you had turned into a pile of bones in Azkaban."

"I disappoint you, Severus." Sirius smiled: "It's a pity that I didn't die under the kiss of the Dementor."

"You stupid Gryffindor lions do have a hard life, just like your good friend Peter Pettigrew, who died twelve years ago, but unexpectedly survived until now."

Snape's big mouth under his hooked nose twisted into a mocking smile, and he said in a sinister manner:

"I heard that you spent twelve years in prison for him. Wow, what a picture of brotherly brotherhood. You are worthy of being a close friend. It's so heartwarming..."

"I admit that I made a mistake and believed in the wrong person back then." Sirius stopped smiling, and said in a deep and cold voice:

"I will kill Peter, I swear I will kill him... to avenge James and Lily."

"I doubt it very much." Snape drawled his voice and said slowly: "You were fooled by him back then. Will it change now?"

"Or does Azkaban come with the ability to increase IQ? In that case, I would probably believe that you, a stupid but arrogant idiot, can do it."

"You've been smart since you were a child!" Sirius pursed his lips and suppressed his anger:

"He joined an evil Slytherin gang when he was in school. After graduation, he followed them and turned to Voldemort... When Voldemort fell, he turned to this side again."

"You are indeed not stupid, Severus... You know what is best for you, and you can always stand on the stronger side... I really admire your wisdom."

"Your friends back then were far inferior to you...most of them died in the battlefield, and a small number went to Azkaban. Unlike you...but they stayed in Hogwarts and enjoyed themselves."

Sirius was less than two palms away from Snape's face, and both sides could feel the other's breath.

"I don't know why Dumbledore and Rolf are willing to believe you and think you have reformed, but I understand you..."

"Sense of responsibility, sense of honor, friendship, which one do you have?" Sirius asked softly, his eyes lingering on Snape's face.

"Hmph, don't waste time thinking about it, we both know the answer. Severus, you are a smart man, but you are also a coward... a coward!"

Snape's eyes suddenly opened wide, filled with only hatred and the most complete contempt.

"Yes, I am a coward, not as good as you, the great warrior. But Black..."

Snape retorted in a venomous tone: "At least I'm not stupid enough to change the Secret Keeper temporarily and kill my best friend."

Sirius felt the blood rush to his face.

For a moment, Rove thought that the two of them were going to take out their wands and start a fight. After all, both sides were really good at hurting each other, and they repeatedly jumped on each other's sensitive points.

He is indeed the best "friend", always knowing what to say to break the other person's defenses.

But at this moment, Professor McGonagall appeared. She walked over, pursed her lips, and asked sternly:

"What's going on? What are you two doing here?"

"Nothing, Professor McGonagall." Sirius took a step back, breathing heavily as if he had just finished a long-distance run, "It's just two old classmates catching up on old times... talking about the Dark Lord and his lackeys and other topics. "

"Speaking of dogs." Snape said with a sneer on his lips:

"I received a letter not long ago. Mr. Malfoy claimed that Potter brought a big black dog on the train and let the dog bite him... Is that right, Mr. Malfoy?"

"Yes, sir." Malfoy in the crowd had a blush on his face, and he said excitedly: "Mr. Scamander can testify that he also gave me medicine to treat rabies."

Rolf, Shirley, Hermione and Neville were about to slip through the door, but they had to stop and replied:

"Oh, yes, that's right. I did treat Malfoy's wound. As for who bit him, I'm not sure."

"It's okay, there must be other witnesses." Snape showed a sly smile and said with a hint of pride in his eyes:

"I remember that Mr. Potter is still on probation. If this is confirmed, Professor Dumbledore may have no reason to keep you anymore."

"Professor Snape, I must remind you that I became that dog." Sirius said expressionlessly:

"Malfoy and his two followers committed school violence against Harry. As a teacher, I just gave him a small punishment. This matter has nothing to do with Harry."

"Punishment?" Professor McGonagall exclaimed: "Professor Black, we never use magic to punish students, let alone... bite students as punishment!"

"I know...deduction of points and confinement." Sirius shrugged and said:

"Professor McGonagall, this is my first time as a professor. I will be familiar with these rules in the future and be more measured when punishing students. I'm so tired of reading."

I will also study hard with Professor Snape and learn from his excellent methods of punishing Gryffindor students. "

Malfoy didn't expect that he was bitten by the new professor. He looked up at Black, muttering something in his mouth, and several of the words he heard clearly were "my father".

"You can go back and tell your father, but it's better to tell your mother... Narcissa Black Malfoy." A faint smile appeared on the corner of Sirius' mouth.

"Tell her that when my cousin was in Azkaban... I missed her and her husband very much. Bella and I were both in prison. It was a pity that we didn't see her."

Malfoy's slightly flushed face turned pale again.

Snape snorted coldly, not wanting to pay attention to the mad dog with a bad mouth, turned around and slammed his sleeves, and strode away.

"All students go in." Professor McGonagall urged: "Hurry up, the first-year students are coming soon!"

The students walked towards the hall reluctantly.

Sirius walked to Professor McGonagall's side, and he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall, I've troubled you on the first day."

Professor McGonagall was stunned. The Sirius in her memory never apologized like this. He was always free and unrestrained, like a collection of the Wesley twins.

But Professor McGonagall realized that they had not seen each other for twelve years.

For Sirius, those twelve years were cruel. The years left traces on him and changed his character.

McGonagall looked up and carefully examined Sirius, the student who had once been a headache for her.

Sirius was extremely handsome in his school days, but now, his short beard covered his chin and cheeks, and there were a few silver strands in his black hair, making him look a little vicissitudes.

In fact, he is just over thirty years old!

Professor McGonagall showed a sad smile at the corner of her mouth. She patted the middle-aged man on the shoulder and said softly:

"Anyway, it's good to be back... kid, welcome home."

Sirius wanted to say something, but at this moment, his eyes were red and swollen, and his lips were trembling so that he couldn't speak. He tried his best to endure, but couldn't stop the tears from streaming down his face.

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