I Was Spotted By Grindelwald and Went To Hogwarts

I was attracted by Grindelwald. I went to Hogwarts Chapter 422. The local potions professor is too rude

"Dave, why didn't you notify me!"

"It's not dangerous... The smell of this brain flower is very familiar..."

"It's not dangerous? It's not dangerous?! Remember the smell of this guy's brain in front of me, and notify me when you smell it!"

"It's hard to separate when there are many people..."

"I can't tell you that you will lose 30 percent of your food in the future."

"I smell! Can't I smell it!"

Sean told Dave angrily with his thoughts, trying to keep himself calm.

It's not that he didn't think about Snape's problem, so he kept avoiding the other party when the matter was over... In fact, Sean was going to go to Professor McGonagall, and by the way, took a leave of absence to skip the afternoon potions class...

But every precaution did not prevent this sudden encounter.

Encountered a big bat around the corner...

"Cough, oh-good day, Professor Snape." Sean tried his best to look innocent, like nothing had happened recently.

"Just in time to meet you..." Snape raised his chin, his icy eyes like a smooth, scaleless snake.

Just happened to meet... It doesn't look like it, right? !

Sean groaned inwardly, and Snape was obviously trying to block him.

"That's a coincidence, Professor..." Sean's eyes twitched, and then he suddenly clapped his hands, "Almost forgot, Professor McGonagall asked me to go to her office. Professor Snape, I'll be excused first..."

With that said, Sean showed an apologetic expression, and then prepared to take a step past Snape.

Snape didn't stop him or say anything.

His head was like a smooth-running, icy surveillance camera, and his eyes were like red dots on the camera, turning grimly with Sean's movements.

He kept staring at Sean.

Halfway through, Sean unconsciously slowed down. He had a feeling that if he played dead and walked away like this today, he might die even worse in the future...

"Ha... I remembered it again, things on Professor McGonagall's side are not very urgent..." Sean said with a smirk.

Snape's expression didn't change, his voice was like an old record player just fished out of a frozen lake, and the parts were slightly lubricated with the warm blood of a freshly hunted stag.

"Professor McGonagall's matter must be very important, why didn't you go? Am I blocking you?" Snape's tone didn't fluctuate.

Isn't it because you are stopping me... If you let me go, then I don't dare to go...

Sean was sullen in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He touched his head: "Ah, no rush. Professor McGonagall said that you can go at night..."

"Oh? Then why don't you go about your own business, what are you doing standing here?" Snape continued.

Standing here because I'm afraid of dying...I still want to drink pumpkin juice and butterbeer in peace...

And what kind of hard-to-get tactics are you playing with me!

Sean wanted to cry without tears, he felt that he might be tortured for a long time...

Retracting his steps honestly, Sean coughed lightly: "Uh, professor, you know that my grades in potions class are not very good, so... um, so when I see you, I can't help but want to ask some questions..."

Snape looked at him coldly, then gave a mocking smile.

"Indeed, your potion brewing level is inexplicable... Although most of the people who study potions are stupid people, you, Mr. Wallop, you are the worst class of students I have ever brought..."

The old bat's mouth is really poisonous... But Sean doesn't even have the ability to talk back, so he can only lower his head with a shameful expression.

Who knows, it's not over yet.

Snape raised his chin and added, "The worst of..."

Sean: "…"

Merlin, are you watching? Kill this old bat with a blast spell!

It really doesn't work...

I can blow up too!

Snape raised his right hand, which had been hanging by his side, and Sean saw that he was actually wearing dragonskin gloves - Snape's hand scratched in the void.

Sean was stunned to find that with the opponent's movements, a faint blue gas was caught.

this thing...

Snape took out a glass bottle, "grabbed" the gas into the bottle by "grabbing" it, and put it into his arms at will.

"Oh, fortunately you stopped. I just found out that the mist particle floating poison that was prepared a few days ago accidentally ran out... I'm sorry, Mr. Wallup."

Sean's eyebrows twitched violently.

Mist Floating Poison, literally, this potion can float in the air. The usually blue mist floating poison will melt into the air after it is released, and the original color cannot be seen, nor the pungent smell.

Moreover, this gas potion is very "lazy" in the air because it uses the blood extract of the lightning sloth.

Basically, when you put this potion in the air, it dissolves into the air in a small area nearby, and then floats around slowly, waiting for a "lucky" visitor.

Immediately after inhalation of the aerosol-floating agent or contact with the skin, the patient begins to experience breathing difficulties, shedding of tears, and extreme slowness of consciousness.

Undisturbed, the agent afflicts the patient for nearly forty-eight hours before dying from stupor and respiratory failure.

Merlin's iron panties... Damn! You old bat, you really want to poison yourself? !

If he went his own way and made up his mind to escape Snape's "judgment" first, then he would definitely have started to have difficulty breathing and twitched in place...

Your "嘁" is that it's a pity that I'm not poisoned, right? ! Must be? !

Snape certainly wouldn't have poisoned himself, but he would have loved to see himself tortured for dozens of minutes - a potions master is so terrifying, he can make such horrific poisons and brew them that won't give it. The antidote for the sequelae left behind.

Anyway, it will make you miserable for a while, and there will be no evidence left.

This also proves one thing...

Sean's heart was wailing, offending someone like Snape was really tormenting!

"Wallup—sir," Snape said slowly, "why are you in a daze? Accidentally inhaling the potion? It was my fault, and I might be blamed by others—here, have a drink. The antidote?"

"No, no, I'm fine, I'm just distracted." Sean glanced at the small brown bottle containing an unknown liquid, and immediately took a step back.

Also, there is something in Snape...

This is obviously a warning to him that if he dares to complain to Daisy, Snape will give him some "antidote"...

Snape just put away all the bottles, and gave him a cold glance.

"Come with me."

"Okay, professor..." Sean followed in a dejected manner.

The two came to an empty professor, and Snape stood on the podium and looked down at Sean.

"Mr. Wallup, do you know why I called you here?"

"For Daisy..." After seeing Snape's eyes turn cold, Sean quickly changed his words, "Yes, for my recent reckless behavior?"

"It seems that you still have some self-knowledge..." Snape snorted coldly, "I have no interest in you being a hero or anything... But as a professor at Hogwarts, I need to remind you."

"Of course, Professor." Sean drooped his head listlessly.

"What are you willing to do, I have no interest or energy to take care of you, but I have to remind you to think about it before doing things... Others, when you are in danger, others may also fall into danger because of saving you. trouble."

Sean nodded his head a little: "Yes, Professor, I understand."

"Think twice before doing things, and don't be blindly arrogant, think more, think more - can you understand?"

Sean nodded earnestly: "I understand, Professor."

"You must be precise and cautious in doing things, just like brewing potions, you can't be half-hearted..."

Sean still nodded: "No problem, Professor, I took note."

"Don't think that you are the only smart person. Think about other people. There are many stupid people in the world, but smart people are not extinct..."

Nodding: "Okay, no problem professor."

"and also…"

Nodding: "Yes yes yes."

"in addition…"

Nodding: "Alright alright"

"at last…"

Nodding: "That's it."

"Do you have any thoughts on Miss Daisy Potter?"

"Right, right..." Sean nodded mechanically and immediately froze, raising his head awkwardly like a rusty old machine.

Snape's face couldn't calm down anymore, his anger couldn't stop rising, and his eyes were even trembling slightly because of the tension.

"Mr—...what did you just say?"

Snape's voice was as if he had been stuffed into ice for a hundred years, and soaked in basilisk's venom for a hundred years. Every word came out of his teeth and pierced Sean. eardrum.

Sean wailed frantically in his heart.

This old bat is so unruly, to actually fish for law enforcement?

The potions professor in this school is really rude!

Sean's face stiffened, and he pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "That, professor, I'm just agreeing with what you've done to me... um, teaching! Yes, it's teaching! Miss Potter's is purely accidental..."

"Huh?" Snape leaned closer, his hooked nose and long greasy hair almost touching Sean's face. "You called her, Miss Potter?"

"Ah, Daisy, Daisy...I mean..."

Snape was even more angry: "It's just a classmate, do you need to be so close?!"

Merlin's uncle's... This old bat doesn't talk about it at all...

Sean wanted to cry but had no tears. Snape's pure calf-protecting mentality could not see him getting close to Daisy, nor could he use an unfamiliar name for Daisy.

"I've known Daisy for a long time..." Sean said embarrassingly.

"Hmph, you don't need to remind me!" Snape yelled at him.

I'll just play dead...

Snape was like a big bat that had just come out of the shadows. His pace was slow but extremely restless, and he kept pacing beside him.

Finally, he stopped, then turned his head and stared at Sean: "Dai... Miss Potter's patron saint, is this the first time you've met?"

After thinking about it again and again, Sean answered honestly: "I've seen it before..."

Snape's breathing was obviously more rapid, and he stared at Sean: "Have you ever asked, what memory did Miss Potter use when she summoned the Patronus?"

Sean was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I didn't ask, but I can probably guess."

The memory used by Daisy must be the moment when the silence in her body was expelled and the blood curse was removed, because only at that moment, this little white flower that has been strong and fragile in the shadows, finally changed from the endless. Struggled out of despair.

Yawen Library

Snape's breathing stopped for a moment, then quickened.

He walked heavily to the window, gripping the drapery with one hand to prevent Sean from seeing his expression.

But in the silent classroom, Snape's violent heartbeat could be heard clearly.

He is very distressed and angry... Sean thought silently.

After a while, Snape finally regained his composure.

He turned around and looked at Sean gloomily, and said with a cold snort, "Hmph... Next time, go to my office, I'm researching... blood curses, find me an example."

You tell me directly, tell you how much pain Daisy suffered at the time...

But Sean nodded honestly: "I see, Professor."

Snape stared at him, silent for a moment, before finally speaking.

His voice was not so cold, but still threatening: "When you are in danger, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Daisy...Miss Daisy is so anxious..."

The word "anxious" was almost hummed in a disgruntled nasal voice.

"Don't let her worry like this anymore, and don't let her get hurt, understand what I mean?"

Sean nodded again and again: "Of course, Professor!"

His sincere expression only made Snape frown disdainfully: "You better really understand..."

With that said, Snape took out a small suitcase, which he seemed to have prepared a long time ago.

"The top row is all healing and stimulating potions used in emergencies, and the bottom row is poison," Snape explained coldly.

"This is?" Sean looked at each other.

Snape snorted coldly: "It's just the leftovers from the potion, help me deal with it."

A bottle can sell dozens or even hundreds of leftovers on the black market... In order not to let Daisy fall into such a worrying situation again, he was even willing to give me so many rare potions... Sean couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that I still earn...

Snape looked at Sean gloomily, obviously, the surprise that Sean showed just now made him very uncomfortable.

However, he still took out another bottle of potion.

Fuling agent.

He casually threw it to Sean: "It's almost expired, let's study it for you."

Hiss... Sean sucked in a breath.

"Hmph, that look of hopelessness—" Snape sneered at him, "You know what to do when dealing with these potions, right?"

"Uh, what are you going to do?" Sean was really unsure. +Bookmark+