A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

After Christmas, if there is anyone who is the happiest person, it is Professor Snape. He held two positions, holding the Potions class in his left hand and the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in his right hand. Sometimes, you need to see his cold face all day long.

In the morning it's Potions class. He would look coldly around the Gryffindors and circle Harry to taunt him. In the afternoon, there was Defense class, and he would come down and let Harry demonstrate the spells, and then mock him for being a Lockhart who couldn't even use spells.

Roger was even worried that Harry's dreams at night were all about Snape. Otherwise, his spirit wouldn't look so bad.

"Turn over page 692 of your textbook." Snape took the wand and walked down the stage to Harry as usual.

Malfoy couldn't help but sneer, seeing Harry being confused again.

"Does anyone know the origin of vampires?"

"Professor, I know!" Hermione raised her hands high, seemingly no longer afraid of him.

In fact, there is nothing to be afraid of. She is excellent in Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts. Faced with such an outstanding student, Snape could turn a blind eye, but he could not attack him. After all, Mr. Granger did not steal Snape's childhood sweetheart.

"Where are the others?" Snape's eyes wandered around the classroom.

Roger was stripped of his truancy privileges and reluctantly came to class from the magic club. He was flipping through the textbook feebly, turning a deaf ear to the teacher's questions.

"Harry." Snape walked around Hermione and asked her to put her hands down.

"Have you ever faced vampires? Haven't you studied them carefully? Or do you think you are the savior of the wizarding world and are born to be the nemesis of darkness?" The sarcasm in Snape's mouth was almost overflowing, but he still felt that it was not enough: " Perhaps, like Lockhart, you have an empty reputation. You know nothing except falling unconscious."

Harry lowered his head, staring at the illustrations on the page. Faced with Snape's difficulties, he didn't say a word.

"It really disappoints me. The famous Harry Potter doesn't even have this bit of common sense." Snape mocked.

"Professor, I know!" Ron's voice suddenly sounded in the classroom.

"Weasley?" Snape was a little surprised. He didn't expect him to take the initiative to answer the question.

Ron has changed a lot recently, the most obvious thing is that he has money. Anyone can tell from his clothes and utensils that he is really rich and is no longer a poor boy from the Weasley family. What surprised everyone even more was that he also performed well in various subjects.

Without waiting for Snape's permission, Ron continued: "The earliest records of vampires appeared in the Balkans in Eastern Europe. They survive for hundreds or thousands of years by sucking blood. They are very fast and powerful, and are particularly sensitive to sunlight.

It is said that vampires are not naturally bloodthirsty, they were once normal humans. "

Snape sneered, "Five points from Gryffindor for speaking without permission."

He turned around and walked back to the podium, lifting the black cover. In the iron cage, the vampires who survived the Christmas party were imprisoned.

"Wow..." There was a burst of exclamation in the classroom. No one expected that Snape would use it as a teaching aid.

The sun shone through the window, and Snape's teaching aids were exposed to the light and were covered in burns. It groaned in pain, and the entire classroom was immersed in an atmosphere of terror.

"Some of you have knocked it down, but it was a sneak attack from behind. Now, we need to confront it head-on. Harry, you come first." Snape didn't give him any chance to refuse. He waved his wand and all the lessons The tables retreated to the sides.

Harry stood nervously opposite the iron cage, holding his wand tightly.

"Get your wand ready and I'll open the door on the count of three," Snape reminded.

"One, two, three!" The iron door was opened, and the vampire pounced on Harry like an arrow from a string.

Harry waved his wand decisively and shouted: faint.

A ray of red light hit the vampire's chest. It shook a few times and fell heavily to the ground, unconscious.

Only then did everyone notice that the vampire had an iron chain around his neck. As long as he took a few steps back, his life was not in danger.

"The move was too slow, and the vampire was able to pounce out. Next one." Snape didn't praise him at all. He woke up the vampire and asked the others to line up one by one.

Facing the vampire, some people even turned around and ran away, while others fell to the ground, their faces covered with a layer of yellow liquid from the vampire's mouth.

"Are you just going to act with that idiot Lockhart? I really don't know what you learned in the course of one and a half years. If I had been your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor last year, you would have to retake this course!" Nap didn't let Rogge take action at all. An overly outstanding genius would only cause a heavy psychological blow to his peers.

He looked at the students below. There were no more than 20 people who could knock down vampires. This is even when vampires are getting weaker and weaker.

"Goyle, don't tell me your tactic is to shoot spells with your eyes closed."

"Seamus, do you want to stare at it to death? Or do you think the sun is going down and you want to stay with it and chat?"

Snape criticized almost everyone, his tone was harsh and embarrassing.

"Your performance today is simply a joke! If you graduate from Hogwarts at the current pace of study, it will be the end of the British wizarding world and the carnival of dark wizards. I will apply to the principal for failing this course. Everyone is repeating the grade." Snape looked contemptuous, the school should have let him hold this position a long time ago.

No one dared to sigh in the face of Snape's roar. They could only hope that Snape would only take over the course temporarily. If he was the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the next five years, it would be the end of everyone.

"Roger stays, and the others turn in a paper that's at least five feet tall."

"ah……"

"6 feet."

"Professor, should I write it too? I knocked it down!" Weasley felt it was unfair and stood up against Snape.

"For questioning the professor, 10 points will be deducted from Gryffindor." Snape sneered, "Since you think it's unfair, then I'll satisfy you. You don't have to hand in the paper, everyone else is 7 feet away."

Ron's face turned ugly instantly, and he did not dare to continue to refute.

"Does anyone still think it's unfair?" Snape looked around and ordered in an unmistakable voice, "get out of class is over!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and stared at Ron with resentment. Knowing clearly that Snape had a problem with Gryffindor, he still pushed against him.

After taking classes for so long, everyone knows Snape's temperament. As long as he doesn't refute when he criticizes people, he can get it done even if he is punished. Okay now, you don’t have to do your homework anymore, what about us?

With everyone pointing their fingers, Ron was pulled out of the classroom by Harry. Hermione didn't mind, because her papers always far exceeded the professors' requirements.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Roger didn't know why Snape left him alone. He hadn't done much recently.

The potion task assigned by Snape was also completed extremely well, and there was absolutely no room for criticism.

"Wand." Snape stared at him.

"Huh? Something happened?" Rogge raised his eyebrows and handed over the wand.

Snape secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Since Roger could hand over the wand without any secrets, it meant that he had no evil intentions. Although he did not rule out the possibility that he had other wands or even cast spells without a wand, this attitude dispelled most of his doubts.

"Have you been going to the Forbidden Forest often recently?"

"That's right, almost once a week." Rogge locked the vampire in the iron cage and cleaned up the classroom.

"Once a week? Roger, tell the truth!" Snape's tone was slightly harsh.

"Really. I went to the Forbidden Forest just to catch the Acromantula back and use it as a training item for the club. As you saw just now, the club members performed very well."

Snape was silent, knowing that Roger was not a liar. Malfoy and the others faced the vampires without any fear and acted calmly and decisively. Among them, Rogge must have worked hard.

"Teacher, did something happen?"

"Hagrid reported to the principal that an unknown creature appeared in the Forbidden Forest. It attacked the Acromantula tribe." He stared at Rogge, obviously saying that there must be you.

"Impossible!" Rogge shook his head, "I only catch one big spider at a time. There are thousands of them, how can it have any impact?"

"You didn't kill them?"

"Killed, but killed in school." Rogge suddenly thought of a possibility, "Teacher, could it be someone else who did it. Can you tell me in detail?"

"Hagrid said that the creature never appeared. It only snatched away the Acromantula at first. Then it got worse and used the Unforgivable Curse to make the spider commit suicide, and then took away the poison glands."

"The Unforgivable Curse?" Rogge suddenly realized, no wonder Snape was so harsh at the beginning.

After all, his trip to the Forbidden Forest couldn't be hidden from everyone. Every painting on the castle wall represents the principal's eye.

"The Imperius Curse?"

"That's right. We suspect that someone is secretly hunting giant spiders and selling spider venom. The principal also received relevant information from Hogsmeade Village."

"That's definitely not me!" Rogge shook his head, already knowing who did it.

"Teacher, you know me. If it were me, I wouldn't sell them in Hogsmeade. I'm not short of money, so there's no need to kill them for the poison glands."

"Did Hagrid say that I hate him for releasing magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest?"

Snape was stunned for a moment, "How do you know?"

"I scolded him twice. He is a hybrid giant, different from us wizards. Creatures that are harmless to him may directly kill everyone."

"No matter how big the Forbidden Forest is, the ecological niche inside it is limited. If he puts too many magical creatures in it, it will cause the local creatures in the Forbidden Forest to become extinct."

"I will remind him about this." Snape nodded. He didn't realize that his student was quite caring.

"Teacher, I know who did it." Rogge pondered for a moment and said bluntly: "Ron Weasley!"

"Him?" Snape frowned and thought for a moment, Ron was indeed not normal recently.

Ron often spent money lavishly and never ran out of all kinds of snacks. He even treated everyone to expensive chocolate frogs and other candies.

Secondly, he put on a brand new school uniform, even a new one every few days. His magic equipment has also changed a lot. In addition to the rocket crossbow, he also has new dragon skin gloves.

In short, Ron seemed to have mysteriously transformed from a poor boy into a rich second generation. He squandered money in school and was envied by many classmates. But this sudden source of wealth does make people feel strange and suspicious.

After all, everyone knew about their family's situation, and Arthur was sent to the Arctic Circle. Could it be that he inherited property from a distant relative?

"After harvesting so many poison glands, they must be selling them. Almost every day, owls come to him with packages."

"I'll let Professor McGonagall talk to him." Snape took a deep breath, "Have you ever learned the Unforgivable Curse?"

"I promise you I've never used it!" Rogge shook his head resolutely.

Snape stared at him, it was completely different from what he had learned and used. Rogge told himself bluntly that he had learned it but had not used it yet.

"Don't let me catch you using it, or I will send you to Azkaban myself!" Snape turned around and looked at the dim sky outside. Today's students are really more worry-free than the last.

Harry here still has Voldemort's soul fragment, and Ron over there uses the Imperius Curse to start a poaching business in the Forbidden Forest. The basilisk in the school is still hidden, which is really a headache.

After dinner, Hermione was dressed in a hunting suit. She used the Disillusionment Charm to sneak out of Gryffindor and couldn't wait to go to the Forbidden Forest to catch the giant spider.

"Why did Snape keep you here this afternoon?" Hermione asked curiously.

"He found out about me going to the Forbidden Forest to catch giant spiders."

"Huh? That's not punishing you, right? Why don't we go today?"

"It's okay. How could our dean be willing to punish me? He just said a few words to me without losing a piece of meat. But we really have to be careful." Rogge reminded in a low voice, looking around mysteriously.

Hermione was a little scared by his actions and couldn't help but look around: "What's wrong?"

"Besides us, there are other beings in the Forbidden Forest."

"Other existence?"

"Well, his target is also the Acromantula. Let's be careful, it's best not to run into him." Roger grabbed Hermione and went around from the other direction.

He was a little uneasy tonight, always feeling like someone was following him. However, I carefully checked several times and found nothing.

"Am I too sensitive?" Rogge took a deep breath and called up the simulation function.

"Start simulation!"

【1】You and Hermione entered the Forbidden Forest and successfully captured the Acromantula;

[2] Ron secretly attracts the Acromantula tribe, and you are surrounded by the descendants of Aragog;

【3】You use the wings of Daedalus to pick up Hermione and escape from the encirclement;

【4】Hagrid complained to Dumbledore, and you had to take all the blame. Ron proposed to the principal that you be expelled.

"I'm going to be so cruel? You still want me to leave school?" Rogge was stunned. Is this the Weasley he knew?

I don’t know if it was because he was severely exploited by Riddle, but Weasley seemed to have some brains, and he actually learned how to frame him.

He grabbed Hermione and looked around. If I guessed correctly, Ron should have come out wearing Harry's invisibility cloak.

"The legendary Deathly Hallows!" Rogge was a little moved. Since you brought it, don't blame me for confiscating it.

"Hermione, do you want to look at the moon in the sky?"

"It's cloudy today, where is the moon?" Hermione looked at him puzzled.

"It's okay, you can go get some wind." Rogge put on the wings of Daedalus, held Hermione in his arms and took off into the air, flying through the forest to the clouds.

ah!

Hermione screamed, closing her eyes and not daring to look down. Rogge took her flying higher and higher, and the wind gently blew across Hermione's face. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around excitedly.

Hogwarts Castle and the rolling mountains spread out under their feet, and the Black Lake was like a deep black pearl embedded in the earth. If the moonlight was better tonight, she could still see the lights of Hogsmeade not far away from above the Forbidden Forest.

"Roger, let me down quickly!" Hermione glared at him with a red face, clenched her fist and hit his chest hard.

"Really?" Rogge smiled slyly. As soon as he let go, Hermione quickly hugged him.

In the Forbidden Forest below, Weasley pulled off his invisibility cloak and stared fiercely at the two people in the sky.

Ginny told him that Hermione was not in the dormitory, and he knew that it was Roger who asked her to come out. So he secretly borrowed Harry's cloak and followed the two into the Forbidden Forest.

He listened to their chat, and it turned out that Rogge was taking Hermione to capture the Acromantula. Weasley immediately had an idea and planned to attract spiders to frame Rogge and Hermione, putting them in trouble.

Then he suddenly appeared and rescued the two of them and handed them over to the principal. He believes that he, like Riddle, can be awarded the Special Contribution Award by the school.

However, he miscalculated. He never thought that Roger could fly. Those huge silver wings were like a silver needle piercing his fantasy. He watched Roger hugging Hermione and flying into the sky, as if something important was leaving him forever.

"It's not my fault that I didn't let go of you, it was you who insisted on holding me."

"You!" Hermione blushed and grabbed his arm hard.

"Be gentle, be gentle!" Rogge quickly begged for mercy.

The two people breathed so close that the air froze in front of each other's eyes. Hermione looked at Roger uneasily, and her eyes quickly turned downward. Rogge kissed her gently, and Hermione bit her lip hard.

"You! You bastard!" Hermione stared at him and suddenly laughed again.

She snuggled into Roger's arms and shouted happily. The heavy textbooks and the curse of worries left her, and she felt more relaxed and at ease than ever before.

"Shall we play a game?" Rogge blinked and dived down with Hermione in his arms. Hermione squealed, then laughed happily.

Looking at the two people playing happily in the sky, Ron held his wand and wished they could try the Unforgivable Curse. There was an unreasonable anger in his heart, which was woven with jealousy and hatred. He covered himself with an invisibility cloak and chased after him with a sullen expression.

Rogge took her flying around, but unfortunately the weather was not kind and it rained. Looking at the flashes in the clouds above their heads, there might be lightning striking towards them. Rogge quickly landed at the Black Lake, fearing that tonight's plan would be ruined.

"How dare you!" Hermione looked at the blood stains on his lips and couldn't help but blush.

"you are so cute."

"Huh, ignore you!" Hermione punched him hard and ran back to the castle in a panic.

Rogge sniffed the smell in the air and couldn't help but lick the wound on his lip: it was a bit sweet.

The rain fell slowly, causing countless ripples on the surface of the black lake. Rogge put away his smile and turned to look not far away.

"Come out." Roger didn't know where Weasley was, but he must be around.

"Oh? Ron, do you think no one will notice you when you are wearing an invisibility cloak?"

Weasley didn't come out. He hid under his cloak and held his wand tightly.

Rogge smiled and said: "Everyone's wish came true this year. Snape became the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, at the cost of Lockhart's reputation. You got so many Galleons, at the price..."

He licked his lips meaningfully: "I feel very sweet."

There will be another chapter tonight. But it’s strange, why didn’t I save the manuscript in the morning?