DNF Meets Harry Potter

"The old bat has suddenly changed sex? No, no...It's not logical..."

　　 Ron frowned and muttered to himself.

　　 But he forgot that as long as he speaks ill of others behind his back, that person will inadvertently appear behind him with a special function...

　　 After he finished complaining, he concentrated on boiling up the potion. Although the old bat looks a little weird today, he doesn't think that he would let him go if he didn't make a good job before get out of class.

　　 "That's not right... Why is it getting colder and colder?" Ron couldn't help but rub his hands by mistake, feeling a little strange, obviously the crucible in front of him was still burning, why the temperature suddenly dropped so much.

　　 Then he glanced inadvertently, just in time to see the long shadow on the ground under the light, and in an instant, he got goose bumps.

Ron's pupils shrank sharply, and he almost didn't catch his breath. He clenched his teeth, his neck turned bit by bit like rusty gears, Snape's black His stinky face like the bottom of a pot is gradually magnifying in his eyes...

　　 "Ah~, Mr. Weasley..."

Snape's lips were pursed thinly, and a venomous smile was gradually drawn out. At the beginning of this semester, when he lost the target of Harry, he suddenly felt quite uncomfortable, as if in life. Something is missing.

　　 Didn’t you find this?

　　 "You must think it is a wonderful thing to learn the tone of the professor's speech and then taunt him in turn?"

　　 Snape stared at him intently, admiring the look of despair on Ron's face with interest, and he suddenly felt very happy in his heart.

Yes! This is the feeling!

　　 "Hi... Professor Snape... hug... hug... sorry..."

　　 Ron's face instantly solidified into a mask of pain, stammering in vain to beg Snape for mercy.

　　 But the feeling of pity obviously does not appear on the old bat, except for Lily, he has always been so ruthless to others, even Harry is nothing but a housewife, it is even more impossible to let Ron go.

　　 "Insulting professor behind, Gryffindor deducts 20 points! Also this Saturday is locked up! Flobber caterpillars will love their new companion!

Snape gave Ron a final judgment without mercy, and then he once again appreciated Ron's desperate expression about to cry. After that, he flicked his pitch-black cloak and wandered around the classroom. After all, he should be talking about him. They are all finished, and the rest will be realized by themselves...

　　 Harry couldn't help shaking his head when he saw this scene. Because of the previous incident, Ron didn't even want to sit next to him in the Potions class.

The time for a potions class quickly passed. Harry was very happy with this class. He packed his textbooks contentedly and sat in his seat waiting for Snape. He still had a few questions to ask him, just by the way. Can you ask him for a magical potion, waiting for the Triwizard Tournament to start.

　　Poor Ron was different. When he stood up, even his legs were soft. If Neville hadn't helped him in time, he might have fallen right away.

　　The cold and humid potions classroom plus the potions professor who usually likes to export yin and yang, obviously no one will stay here too much. Almost after Snape coldly spit out the word quit get out of class, the little wizards packed up their things in twos and then went straight to the next classroom...

　　 "Let's go, Potter!"

　　 Snape walked down, and after a cold word, he walked towards his office on his own.

　　 Harry didn't get angry when he saw it. He just kept up in silence. This had to be changed. Snape's attitude was estimated to be much worse than now.

　　 Entering Snape's office again, Harry actually felt a little long-lost. But this time is different. In the past, he has been here almost to help Snape coolies, never like this time...

　　 "If you have any questions, just ask!" Snapra opened the chair and sat at his desk, glanced at the homework that the Hufflepuffs handed in this morning and frowned.

　　 "If Voldemort really recovers~..."

　　 "He has no chance to be resurrected again!"

Harry was interrupted roughly by Snape before he could finish his words. The old bat looked away from the pile of work with a gloomy face and raised his head, his hollow eyes staring tightly. Harry.

　　 "How do you know he will not be resurrected?!" Harry said angrily.

　　 "You don't need to worry about it, I just know!" Snape sneered, and the iconic mocking smile returned to his face.

　　 The black mark on his arm has been hot from time to time in the past few days, and this situation instantly aroused his alertness.

　　 The thing hasn't made any movement since Voldemort disappeared, and there is only one possibility that it suddenly gets hot right now-that is, Voldemort's power is gradually recovering, and it has gradually begun to affect their former Death Eaters.

　　 But he didn't panic at all about this, because the only words that Carl had exposed before made him understand that he was actually prepared long ago, waiting for Voldemort to take the bait.

　　 "Heh... I want to be resurrected... how could it be possible without my father's bones?"

Snape sneered in his heart. UU reading www.uukanshu.com he still remembers clearly that Carl asked about the resurrection potion two or three years ago. In fact, he would be jailed every time he talks with Carl. Keep it in mind.

　　 The vampire seems to be able to predict the future, and what is vaguely revealed must be related to something that will happen.

　　 He should have died but is not dead, living in the world lingering, expecting the bones of his father, the flesh of his servants, and the blood of the enemy to recast his flesh. Who else can he be besides the former master?

　　 Snape couldn't think of a second object.

　　 The servant's meat is very easy to solve. There are many Death Eaters, just get one.

　　 As for the enemy...

　　 Thinking of this, Snape's gaze looking at Harry grew deeper. This time he somehow became a warrior representing Hogwarts. Maybe his boss was planning his blood.

　　 There is no more effective and ritualistic blood from the enemy who almost made him kill!

　　 Both of these are alive, and they don't have the only factor. After all, Voldemort has more enemies. That being the case, the vampire will definitely hit the "father's bones"...

　　The potion is an incomparably delicate science. Any mistake in any step will cause a chain reaction...

　　 This is what he told him back then...

　　 With such a deduction, Snape dared to conclude that the day Voldemort implemented his plan was when he failed miserably again!