Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“What class is Hermione’s last class?”

“Marx’s magic class.”

In the hallway, Harry and Ron walked side by side, as the crowd went to the second floor. They didn’t take the Study of Ancient Runes, so they couldn’t go with Hermione when they had classes.

“Oh…” Ron hearing this, it seems to be a bit of emotion. “Although Marx’s class is always very interesting, the disadvantage is that there are too many homework! Seriously, can’t he relieve the burden of the students?”

“We haven’t chosen a magic lesson, you don’t have to worry about others,” Harry shook his head. “I think we have to worry about the next lesson. I didn’t expect it. It was originally. My favorite class!”

“Yeah!” Ron sighed. “First Umbridge, it brought us a bad mood for most of the school year. I thought she was a good thing, and she thought that Snape is coming again…”

“oh! I really don’t understand, how did Marx come with Snape?” Harry was bored.

“Maybe as Marx said, is Snape not as bad as we thought?” Ron thought for a moment and quickly slammed the idea far. “No, how is it possible?”

“Oh.” Harry grinned dryly. “Has Marx said this?”

“I don’t know, I can’t remember,” Ron shrugged. “I just thought that if Marx would say that.”

As the two men complained to each other, the crowds that flocked to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom had quickly moved beyond the familiar threshold. And at this time, with the a light sound, the teacher’s door was opened from the inside.

Then, the big bat-like silhouette came out of the door and stood a little in the hallway.

It was Snape, his hair still looked like he had never been washed, and he was so greasy. He pulled it from the sides of his head and could cover his face. The dark hair slid his sallow-faced face more and more gloomy, and in the moment of indifference, the crowd seemed to feel a chill.

“Come in.”

Snape glanced at them, then suddenly turned back and returned to the classroom, turning his head too big, causing his black robe hua la to open, as if incarnation in that second was a real giant bat.

Yes, yes, it will suck the blood!

“There must be one of his ancestors is Vampire!” Ron leaned around Harry, whispered with a very small voice.

“I don’t think that’s unusual. Listen to Hermione. In the past, Hogwarts had a history of Vampire as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.” Harry blinked. “I want to say more than that – Snape.” I am afraid I can’t wait!”

“What?” Ron asked doubtfully.

“I mean Snape,” Harry whispered. “I heard that he wanted to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for a long time. It seems that he was going to apply for this course from the beginning.”

“If you want to chat, I can let you talk to me in my office tonight!” Snape somehow knew, and he once again stepped out of the classroom door and glanced at them.

“It’s not time for class yet!” Harry said subconsciously, which made Ron give him a quick look, indicating that he should not be so impulsive.

The voice was not lost, and a burst of magic ringing suddenly rang through the entire Hogwarts Castle, turning the anger on Snape back into ridicule and sneer.

“It’s here now,” he smirked. “It’s still outside the classroom? It’s doing a good job… deducting 5 points!”

“This is yours!” Harry yelled his neck and yelled.

“Each person deducts 5 points.”

Snape smirked and added, and it was once again in the classroom. Ron knew he couldn’t stay here, so he pulled Harry and followed him – let him and Snape go against it, I am afraid I will go to the guy’s office tonight in the middle of the night!

As soon as he entered the classroom, Harry and Ron discovered that Snape had been branded with his vivid traces.

The windows that were originally well lit were covered with thick curtains, and a trace of natural light could not be seen. In the classroom, only the small candles ignited by magic exude a faint rays of light, making it as gloomy as the previous potion class.

Unlike the previous potion classrooms, there are a few portraits that have been hanged here, but those portraits also have a strong “Snape style.”

Most of the paintings are characters, but they all seem to be suffering from terrifying torture, showing their pain with distorted limbs and sly expressions. Some of those paintings are silently screaming, some are curling up their bodies, some are festering, and some are even unclear.

It can be said that these pictures are themselves “restricted”, and I don’t know how Snape dared to hang them up – Professor McGonagall knows about this?

“Oops!”

Ron and Harry were a little surprised to join the students standing in the middle of the classroom, but the next moment, Ron seemed to suddenly think of something like that, frowns snorted.

“What’s wrong?” Harry looked at Snape first and found that he didn’t look over here. Then he turned to Ron and asked him.

“Hermione!” Ron lowered his voice and emphasized, “Hermione hasn’t come yet – how can she be late?”

“It’s bad!” Harry heard it, and suddenly felt very bad.

But at this moment, the door rushed into a person. Harry and Ron hurriedly looked up and they already knew that they hadn’t seen the face of the person coming, it was Hermione. If you want to explain it, it is her messy brown hair. The whole Hogwarts except Hermione have no second girl like her.

“hmph, late?” Snape turned his head and gave a tsk tsk in his mouth. “Good job, Miss Know-it-all. You thought…”

He habitually wants to ridicule a few words, and by the way, he can give some more punishment, so that his mood will become better. After seeing Hermione’s textbook on his chest, he was snorted lightly.

“Professor McLorne is late for class today…” Hermione stood at the door and explained.

As she spoke, she stared at the portrait on the wall of the classroom and looked at her. The heart suddenly gave birth to some anger.

For Hermione, those portraits are too much, and shouldn’t be hung on any wall on this World, let alone in the classroom of Hogwarts.

“Go there and stand up, it’s time for class!” Snape waved his hand, and the sleeves of the wizard’s gown made a whistle in the air.

Here, Hermione wanted to say a few words about the portrait on the wall, but when she thought about the conversation with Marx just after class, she had to press the heart.

In the last lesson, Marx didn’t stop – he never did it in class. Hermione was late for a while, just because she took the initiative to find Marx and asked a few words.

Of course, she asked about Snape, incidentally, what Marx had been looking for during her back-to-back time. On the same day, Snape broke into her house late at night and kept her half a night. The reason for that incident is still a mystery.

Cleverness, such as Hermione, naturally reminds Voldemort and Grindelwald, but because the process of that matter is too complicated, even if she is involved in one of the rings, it still has no clue.

It was only Marx who gave a clear enough explanation during St. Mungo’s hospitalization that she had another chance to ask.

However, just Marx did not say the cause and effect, and what Hermione learned from him was only part of Snape. That included the past of Snape and Harry mother, as well as the situation of Snape’s younger sister Tia.

So now, when Hermione sees Snape herself, there is a rather complex emotion in her heart.

“Hermione, Marx dragged the class?”

Seeing Hermione came to them safely, Ron and Harry were relaxed at the same time, and Harry then asked.

“Well…” Hermione’s mind was pulled back to reality by his words. She hesitated, but nodded, “Yes…yes!”

Perhaps in the subconscious, I felt that I shouldn’t tell Harry about the conversation I had just had with Marx. After all, she wouldn’t even know where to start talking about it – from Harry’s anecdote? Do not be silly!

While answering, she stuffed the magic textbook in her arms into a bulging bag, and turned it over and took another thick magic book.

“… put the book away,” no one knows how Snape’s eyesight was actually practiced. “In my Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I don’t need that half-book.”

Hermione took out the “The Dark Forces: A Guide to Self-Protection”. Starting with First Year, this book has been the most commonly used textbook for Defense Against the Dark Arts, and no one other than Umbridge has ever used it. It contains a lot of practical defensive spells, and also introduces a lot of dark creatures. It is really a rich and reliable book.

But Snape said, it is a “half-book”.

“Before I officially started class, I thought it was necessary to say a few words to you,” Snape stood in front of the classroom, his voice was hard and solid. “So, in the future, I hope that you can concentrate on it and don’t miss every single thing I said. One word – because I can only say it again!”

Speaking of this, he was slightly paused, and the cold eyes were swept one by one on everyone’s face, bringing inexplicable pressure to everyone.