Chapter 754: Shop and Professor

Almost everyone knows that the only real holidays at Hogwarts are Christmas and the end of the school year. The so-called Easter holiday is just two weeks to do two months of homework.

Of course, this year is no exception. In fact, this year's homework is not only more, but also more difficult.

On the first day of the holiday, the library was overcrowded. Several important books were borrowed out in less than an hour.

However, those who came later also found familiar friends or people from the same college and used the copying spell to make do.

If you don't know the copying spell, or no one in the whole college arrives at the library early, you can only wait.

"It's crazy..." In the Gryffindor common room, Ron was busy putting on his robes, saying, "I got up so early just to go to the library.

"I usually get up after nine o'clock on weekends, but it's not even seven thirty now!"

"Stop talking." Harry was also putting on his robes, "Hermione has made it very clear on the message coin that the library is getting more and more people and it has been full for a long time. If we don't go there, she really has no excuse to save seats for us.

Harry raised his head and looked at the gloomy face and greasy black hair of the person coming from the opposite side.

"Do you want to do your homework in the common room by yourself?"

"If you are lucky enough, you will be the only passenger."

"I didn't!" Harry couldn't help but raise his voice, "I didn't make a loud noise."

"Sorry, I didn't mean it." Harry apologized subconsciously.

No way...

And Harry too, so they have to go to the library, only with Hermione's help, they can finish those homework before school starts?

"Crazy, whether professors or students, everyone is crazy!" Ron muttered in a low voice, and ran out of the common room with Harry.

...

"Harry, have you figured out how to deal with Slughorn?" Ron asked when he had time, "Did he invite you to a dinner party or something."

Ron, who was nearby, was still sober and pulled him in time, so that Harry didn't pull his hand out of his pocket.

There was no one in the corridor.

Snape waited for a while, and seeing that Harry had not moved, he shook his head disappointedly and walked past them.

Harry's face turned even redder, and he looked like he might explode at any moment.

"No," Harry said, "he hasn't invited me for a long time, but I heard that McLaggen goes almost three times a week, and Hermione goes twice a week."

It seemed that if Snape made another sarcastic remark, he would give him a hard blow.

He didn't see who the other person was, but he saw a familiar black robe, a color and style that he would never forget even after fifty years.

"Or do you think the whole castle should serve you, the... um, savior?"

"It's not up to you, Potter." Snape glanced at him, "Are you so arrogant that you think you can change the school rules at will just because you are called the savior by others?"

"We are just chatting normally!" He glared at Snape and said, his hand subconsciously grabbed the wand in his pocket.

"Asshole, I'm going to kill him!" Harry suddenly gritted his teeth and said when Snape's figure disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

But his intention was too obvious.

Hearing Harry say this, Ron subconsciously accelerated his movements.

"Ah, Potter... Hasn't anyone taught you to pay attention to other people around you when going up and down the stairs?"

"What should I do then?"

If he were to do such a difficult homework alone, he would not be able to finish it in two months, let alone two weeks.

"No, that would be too obvious." Harry shook his head. "I'm not going to attend a dinner party, but to find a way to get Slughorn's memory of Voldemort. If I go directly there, he will definitely be on guard."

"To be honest, I really hope you can take out your wand so that you can go home obediently. There is a return train today, just in two hours.

Harry's heart jumped twice.

A cold voice came.

"Make a loud noise in the corridor, and deduct another ten points!"

"What, do you want to do something to me?" Snape sneered, "Gryffindor will deduct thirty points.

The two ran down the stairs quickly.

"Why don't you just go over there?" Ron suggested, "He likes you so much, he will definitely not refuse."

"I guess she must want to ask for you." Ron thought for a while, and said thoughtfully, "You just said that she goes to dinner twice a week, and she will definitely find an opportunity."

"I hope so."

"I'm not arrogant, and I don't want others to call me the savior!" Harry looked at Snape, with veins popping out on his neck, panting, and his eyes turned red, looking like an angry buffalo.

Perhaps thinking of Dumbledore's mission, or perhaps because he was too absorbed in talking, Harry didn't pay attention for a moment and almost bumped into someone walking from the opposite side.

"Snape..." he blurted out.

It can't be wrong...

"I don't know either." Harry sighed, "But Hermione said last night that she would find a way to help me, but she didn't tell me how to do it specifically."

"You should call me Professor Snape, Potter!" Snape said coldly, "Disrespect the professor, Gryffindor will deduct ten points!

"I know, I think so too, but there's no need, Harry." Ron quickly persuaded: "Snape is a professor, you can't risk being expelled to attack him, it's not worth it."

"I don't care!" Harry pulled out his wand fiercely, "Even if I'm expelled, I'll make him pay a price!"

"Yes, yes, I know... but it's really not worth it." Ron dragged Harry's arm downstairs, saying: "Using a spell to attack a professor, if you really do this, you will definitely be expelled, and then Headmaster Dumbledore won't be able to protect you.

"Think about the task he gave you, maybe Snape did it on purpose, just to drive you out of school."

Harry stopped in his tracks.

"Hurry up, Harry." Ron continued to drag him downstairs, "We all know what kind of person Snape is, you really don't need to risk being expelled to go against him."

"Ron, maybe you're right." Harry said.

"Have you figured it out? "Ron said happily, "Great, let's go to the library quickly, Hermione is still waiting for us."

"No." Harry shook his head and looked upstairs, "Go to the library by yourself, I have something to do."

"What?" Ron was stunned for a moment, "Don't tell me you are going to find Snape, didn't you just say..."

"Ron." Harry interrupted him, "I mean, Snape may really want to kick me out of school."

He lowered his voice and said, "Snape and Malfoy have always had a good relationship, but we all know that Lucius Malfoy is a Death Eater, and Snape must be one too, but he has gained Dumbledore's trust through some means."

"What do you want to do?" Ron said, "And we have guessed this a long time ago, but no professor is willing to listen to us, right?"

"That's because we have no evidence." Harry said seriously, "As long as we can find evidence, we can expose Snape's lies... Now is just a good opportunity, Snape actually came to the eighth floor. "

"What does this matter?" Ron didn't understand. "He's a professor, so it doesn't matter where he goes."

"But we've never seen him on the eighth floor before." Harry said. "Besides, Professor Dumbledore is not in school today, so he can't go to the principal's office."

"You mean, he has another purpose?" Ron realized it now.

"That's right." Harry nodded. "So I have to go and see. As long as Snape is doing something bad, I can expose him before all the professors!"

Maybe it was because he was deducted 50 points just now, but Harry's expression was very firm. He turned around and ran upstairs.

Ron hesitated for a moment, and gritted his teeth and followed.

"Wait for me, Harry, it's too dangerous for you to go alone."

...

The two returned to the eighth floor again. When they stepped into the corridor, for some reason, they all slowed down their pace, as if they were thieves, and became stealthy.

"Do you know where Snape went? "Ron asked.

"I don't know." Harry said, "But the eighth floor is so small, we can look for it slowly."

"Then how long will it take to find it!" Ron suddenly felt a little regretful.

But since he was here, he could only accompany Harry and continue to look for Snape in each room.

What the two did not expect was that they had walked around the entire eighth floor and had not found Snape.

Harry, who was unwilling to give up, decided to try again. This time, he not only quickened his pace, but also did not hide his intentions. He directly pushed open the door of every suspicious classroom.

But he still did not find Snape.

"Strange, why not?" Harry scratched his hair, his face full of confusion.

"Will he go to Professor McGonagall's office?" Ron said tentatively.

"Impossible." Harry shook his head.

He had already determined in his heart that Snape was doing something bad, so how could he go to Professor McGonagall's office? Wouldn't that be a trap?

"It could also be the Room of Requirement. "Ron accidentally saw the tapestry of dancing trolls on the nearby wall.

"Don't forget, the Room of Requirement is broken." Harry reminded him, "We have tried countless times in the past few days, and there is no way to get in."

"Yeah, where did Snape go?"

The two were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice a man walking angrily from behind, until...

"Ouch!" Ron cried out in pain, turned his head and shouted, "Who hit me... Hermione? What are you doing!"

"I should say this!" Hermione, who was still angry, raised her hand again and threw a small mirror.

This time, Ron, who was on guard, dodged it, and the mirror hit Harry's head.

"What are you doing? Why haven't you gone to the library yet!"

"We are looking for Snape." Ron immediately thought of something, "Wait, why are you back? "

It would have been better if he hadn't said it. Hermione got even angrier when he said it.

Of course she was kicked out. She had rejected at least seven or eight people in order to save a seat for two people.

But the library was so small that other places were already full.

Then, Madam Pince, who couldn't stand it any longer, kicked her out as well, which freed up three seats for others.

When she thought of this, Hermione became extremely angry. She had clearly sent a message to the two of them an hour ago, but they could actually linger for so long.

"I'm sorry." Harry explained quickly and told what happened just now.

…

"So, you deducted fifty points from Gryffindor?" Hermione no longer knew what to say, "Didn't I remind you a long time ago, Harry, not to go against Snape? It's not good for you."

"I didn't fight against him." Harry said with a frown, "He can always think of excuses to deduct points from me."

"Then just talk to Professor McGonagall and see if she can add the points back." Hermione was too lazy to tell them so much and turned away.

Harry cursed Snape in his mind.

But what Harry didn't know was that the person he longed for was actually only a wall away from him.

And half an hour ago, Snape was standing in his current position, punching the wall twice with mixed emotions.

…

At this time, Snape had already looked around the Room of Requirement and returned to the foyer.

"Where's Kangna?" He looked at Kyle in front of him and asked coldly.

"It's in the magic classroom." Kyle said, "It's the third classroom on the left on the second floor. If you have nothing to do, you'd better not disturb her."

Leave Kangna alone?

Snape seemed to have heard some treacherous remarks, and resisted the urge to pull out his wand, "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Of course, Professor." Kyle spread his hands indifferently, "But is there any problem? Learning magic texts requires concentration. Sometimes, if you are distracted for a moment, you may not understand the following content. Are you thinking Go make trouble..."

Snape's expression froze.

"What?" Kyle held back his laughter, "Professor, what do you think I mean?"

"Of course that's the case." Snape took a deep breath and used his strong face to cover up his true thoughts.

"I'm warning you, stay away from her!"

"It can't be done." Kyle looked into Snape's eyes and said word by word, "Yes, you heard me right... It's impossible, I can't do it, don't even think about it!"

Snape immediately exploded, and the good mood he had just exchanged for fifty Gryffindor points was instantly gone.

But soon he seemed to think of something and calmed down again.

"Then you'd better be more honest." Snape gritted his teeth and squeezed his voice out from between his teeth. "Don't let me see you do anything outrageous again. Otherwise, you will definitely regret it. I no sooner said than done!"

"Don't worry." Kyle agreed without thinking this time.

It was definitely impossible for him to see what he said.

Kyle immediately put on a standard fake smile and said enthusiastically, "Well, Professor, the Potions classroom is on the third floor. I will take you there."

In the past few days, he has become very familiar with this place. He knows exactly which classroom is which class.

Snape said nothing more and just followed Kyle to the third floor.

During this process, neither of them spoke anymore, and the atmosphere seemed a little awkward.

It seemed that he felt a little awkward. When he reached the third floor, Kyle took the initiative to speak and broke the silence.

"Professor. Have you ever thought about changing your job?"

"What do you mean?" Snape narrowed his eyes.

"Don't get me wrong." Kyle stopped in front of a classroom door. "I mean, open a potion shop or something like that. I happen to have a shop in Diagon Alley, which was given to me by Sirius."

"Really? That's really generous of him." Snape said sinisterly, "Thank you. So what do you mean?"

"Nothing." Kyle shrugged, "It's just...well, if Professor Dumbledore makes any excessive demands, such as asking you to do a dangerous task, you can actually refuse.

"Even if you can't be a professor because of this, you can still sell potions in Diagon Alley. My friends, the Weasley brothers, opened a shop in Diagon Alley. To be honest, you can make a lot of money, at least more than the professor." The salary is much higher.”

"What do you mean?" Snape said, his face tense, and he didn't understand why Kyle suddenly said such...inexplicable words.

Subconsciously, Snape thought of some possibility, but he quickly rejected it.

Impossible... It is impossible for Dumbledore to tell others his identity. Even if he is really old and confused, then this person will not be a student.

He stared into Kyle's eyes, as if trying to find the answer.

It's a pity that Kyle is not Harry. Under the protection of Occlumency, he can't see anything.

Subconsciously, Snape reached into his robe pocket, where there was a small bottle.

Veritaserum... he specially brought it with him when he went out today.

"That's fine." Kyle smiled, not paying attention to Snape's actions.

He pointed to the door next to him, "This is the Potions classroom, but Professor, I must say that there is nothing interesting to see here. You may be a little disappointed."

Potions is probably the only course here that has not changed much. Apart from the types of potions that need to be configured, the other processes are almost exactly the same as now.

But just as Kyle was about to leave, he was stopped by Snape.

"What exactly do you know?" he asked in a deep voice.

"I don't know." Kyle smiled and said, "That's right, the Death Eaters are rampant now. If Dumbledore asks the professor to deal with them one day, you can think of a reason to refuse...even if it's for Connor."

Snape was silent, not knowing what he was thinking. After a long time, he whispered: "The professor's mission is to protect students."

"I know." Kyle nodded, "I just said it casually, professor, you don't have to care about it."