DNF Meets Harry Potter

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"No but!" Snape interrupted Harry again coldly, "You should now focus on the upcoming Triwizard Tournament, not these impossible things, or you will encounter them during the game. No one can save you any trouble!"

　　 "Why are you so sure?!" Harry said seriously, holding back the anger that was about to explode in his heart.

"Because..." Snape stood up and walked to him and brought his face closer, the mocking sneer at the corner of his mouth became more obvious, "No one knows resurrection and potions better than me, even if that person is a mysterious person. In this regard, I Already ahead of him..."

　　 After that, he flicked his dark cloak and sat back in his chair again.

　　 Harry was immediately blocked by him and was speechless. Yeah, he resurrected his mother and created a miracle. He is qualified to say this...

　　 "You should go back!" Snape's hollow eyes, like a pool of stagnant water, were still so cold, "Don't die in the Triwizard Tournament!"

　　 "You don't need to worry about it!" Harry got up from the sofa with a snort, turned and left.

　　 Snape watched Harry's departure gradually disappear from his sight, a strange laugh suddenly appeared in his mouth, then he raised his finger and the office door closed in response.

　　 The cold and dim office returned to its usual dead silence.

　　……

　　 Two weeks passed in a flash. This afternoon, Karl had been facing Snape again in the potions class after a long absence.

"What we are going to make today is the antidote!" Snape smiled and looked around at everyone, his cold black eyes gleaming unpleasantly, "You should all have the secret recipe ready. I hope you will be more careful, because later I will choose someone to try.

　　~, I still remember the scabies potion made by Longbottom three years ago. I hope you won’t make the same mistakes like him, otherwise...hehe..."

　　 "As a professor, shouldn't you lead by example?"

　　 Carl sat down boringly fiddling with the materials needed for the antidote and forced him to say that this potion had been taught to him by Snape as early as the second grade.

　　 "Of course!" Snape's steps abruptly quickened, and the wind blew his robe, looking like a fast flying bat from a distance, "I will supervise your experiment!"

"It seems that Professor Snape has found his experimental target..." Carl smiled at him without fear. "As long as you don't treat me like you did last year to the wolf poison potion prepared for Professor Lupin, I think it shouldn't be a big problem..."

　　 Slightly slightly... You have the ability to poison me!

　　 Carl's owing expression made Snape's veins violent. How could there be such a nasty person in this world?

　　 He coughed twice, and the vicious mocking words in his mind were already ready to be heard, and he could spray Carl **** at any time.

　　 Just as his eyes became more vicious, just as he was about to speak, the door of the classroom suddenly opened.

　　 Snape clenched his brows, and the wand was spinning around in his hand, he wanted to see which one did not have eyes that disturbed his squirting interest. Since Harry knew about it, he has restrained himself very much, and he has really been suffocated these days.

　　The one who came was Harry, another warrior from Hogwarts.

　　 "Mr. Potter!" The two people he hated the most appeared together at once, but he couldn't do anything to them. Snape felt a little difficult to breathe.

　　 "I think you should know that this is class time, so you'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise Gryffindor will deduct 20 points!"

The ironic smile on Snape's mouth gradually disappeared, and the atmosphere in the classroom suddenly froze to its extreme. Every little wizard tensed and dared not take a breath. Everyone could see that the old bat was already in an explosion. the edge of.

　　 "Of course, Professor!" Harry looked at him without fear. "Mr. Bagman told all the warriors to go upstairs. He has something to announce..."

　　 "Oh? Really? That would be even better!" Snape began to sneer sullenly as if he thought of something happy.

　　 He gazed down at the cauldron with bubbling bubbles in front of Karl, and said in a playful tone, "It seems that this pot of antidote will take some time, so...

　　Mr. Harris, I hope you can come back to test its effects later~..."

　　 "Ehhhhhhh~..." Kalba blinked his big eyes, with an expression of disgust on his face, "You really want to poison you?"

　　 "Professor slander! Ravenclaw deducts a lot!"

　　 The only answer to Carl was a cold point deduction.

　　 "Professor...he must take everything away." Harry pursed his lips and reminded softly, "Mr. Bagman said that all warriors must..."

　　 "Enough!" Snape interrupted Harry angrily, then turned his head and yelled at Karl, "Take your bag and don't let me see you again!"

"Don't be angry, Professor Snape~..." Carl waved his magic wand and put everything in his school bag~www.novelmtl.com~ and said grinning: "What if you get mad? Like Deng Professor Blido is about to hire another potions professor~..."

　　 "Go!"

　　 Snape walked up to the podium without wanting to see them both.

　　 "Hey..." Karl slapped his lips, and immediately got up from his seat and quickly followed Harry away. He was afraid that Snape could not help but pick up a cauldron from the side and threw it at him.

"Why did Snape make such a big fire today?" After walking out of the classroom, Harry looked at Carl's face and asked with some curiosity. Knowing that Snape had restrained so much before, how could it be like taking gunpowder today? of.

　　 "It's not easy? I am double happy with you, how can he stand it?" Carl shrugged, and it was easy to guess the answer.

　　 The most annoying Hogwarts old bats belonged to the two of them. Suddenly interrupted his class and couldn't help them. The old bat, known for his careful attention, didn't explode on the spot.

　　 "By the way, what did Bagman tell us to do? Didn't he and Crouch have already finished talking about the rules? Besides, there is still some time before the official start of the 24th..."

　　 Karl was standing at the top of the stairs, waiting for the steps to fly over, and asked with some confusion.

　　 But soon, he became excited, "Did Professor Dumbledore's suggestion of increasing the championship award were adopted by the Ministry of Magic, so he called us specifically this time to make this clear?"