Harry Potter and MI6

"I really didn't expect that much." Luke pondered slightly, "Have you seen who the person who fought with Professor Snape was?"

"No, I'm sure Professor Snape doesn't know," Ye Yan recalled the situation at that time and said, "It's just that some magic spells were fired at him from a distance. He seemed to have been injured at that time, and he couldn't avoid it very well.

Flexible, I saw him making a searching gesture, but failed to find the target."

"Then do you think that in the eyes of Professor Snape, I will become very suspicious if I hide my figure?" Lu Ke thought about it from Snape's perspective based on the clues provided by Ye Yan.

came to an unfavorable conclusion for him.

"It's not impossible." Ye Yan nodded, "But if he heard the explosion like me, and then confirms the relationship between you and Harry, he should be able to figure out that that person is not you.

"

"...I hope I can clear up Professor Snape's misunderstanding." Luke thought about Snape's acquiescence in standing beside him, and decided to let nature take its course.

"Be careful on the way back. You can't be sure if there are other trolls or bad guys in the castle."

After giving some instructions, the two of them returned to the lounge of their own academy.

However, it seemed that the crisis had been resolved. Lu Ke breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the lively scene in the Slytherin College lounge.

Perhaps out of compensation for the interruption of the dinner, the noise in the lounge lasted for a long time tonight, giving Luke no chance to contact Bernard.

The first class tomorrow morning will be Professor Snape's potions class. Let's see how he performs before making a decision.

Before going to bed, Lu Ke took the time to check the phone and found no record of Bernard contacting him. After confirming that there was no problem, he went to sleep.

At the same time, Snape visited Dumbledore in the principal's office.

"Good evening, Severus." Dumbledore sat behind the table as if nothing had happened, looking calm and spending a peaceful night as usual.

"Headmaster, I think Professor McGonagall has reported to you what happened in the women's bathroom," Snape took a few steps forward and stood still.

"Yes, these are very powerful freshmen. They deserve those points, don't they?" Dumbledore's tone was like coaxing a child, gentle and mellow, but with a sense of distance.

"I think Luke Zeppelin was there at the time. He cast the Disillusionment Charm and was standing nearby." Ignoring the irrelevant information in Dumbledore's words, Snape reported his findings.

"Then what do you think Luke is?" Dumbledore looked at Snape through his half-moon glasses.

"Potter's friend is the key to their ability to defeat the troll." Snape took a slight breath and uttered a sentence with a slightly awkward tone, "I think he may not be conducive to Potter's growth."

"Then what did you do?" Dumbledore nodded slightly and continued to ask. He had not heard enough.

"I showed him the scars on my legs." Snape said solemnly, "I think he should be able to capture some information."

"But our purpose should be to train Potter," Dumbledore said in a slightly more serious tone, glancing at Snape's calf, "The injury on your leg should be easy for you to heal, since

If you choose to leave it until now, you should already have a plan."

Snape nodded and said nothing.

"Where is Quirrell? Is there anything unusual about him?" Dumbledore took the initiative to end the previous topic and asked about Quirrell.

He had long sensed that something was wrong with Quirrell, but so far he had not revealed Dumbledore's true target behind him.

"No, it's still annoying, that's all."

"Force him if necessary, Severus."

"I understand, principal."

"Good night, Severus."

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In the Potions class the next day, Luke was a little surprised when he saw Snape, whose pace was still restrained.

There's no reason a wound like that should linger on a Potions Master for so long.

And his behavior in class was also very normal, from normal to abnormal. He still maintained his indifferent style, and there was no targeting of him, as if he had never missed the course for that month.

But in fact, he did miss Potions class for a month, and the person who was most affected by it was actually Draco Malfoy.

He and Lu Ke are partners with each other, and he has been without a partner this month.

Although Pansy proposed to be his partner, Malfoy refused before Snape could deny it.

For him, this is an opportunity to prove himself.

Malfoy believed very much in his talent, especially in potions. In this subject, he earned a lot of points for Slytherin.

Since everyone thinks that Luke is just taking a leave of absence for a while and will come back, then he will be completely ahead of him in potions, especially since he seems to have gone to some strange place this month and was deceived into buying a bunch of expired potions.

snack.

Thinking of this, Malfoy couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

The feud between him, Harry and Ron has only gotten worse since it was forged. Taking Luke as his younger brother will be a key step to his complete victory, and this step will be taken in Potions class.

Luke looked at Malfoy who was distracted and reminded in a low voice: "Malfoy, you should chop that blade into pieces."

Hearing this, Malfoy's expression changed.

Indeed, as Lu Ke said, he almost ignored this step, but why did he know.

Glancing at Luke, who seemed to be progressing faster than himself, Malfoy suddenly felt that his one-month vacation was not long enough.

"Stir it, watch what I do." Lu Ke reminded him in a low voice again.

"Of course I know." Malfoy replied angrily. Malfoy concentrated on mixing his own pot of potion. He began to regret it. If he had to choose again, it seemed good to agree to Pansy's proposal.

But if Luke hadn't observed Malfoy, he wouldn't have noticed Malfoy's observation of him.

Recalling what happened in 1972, I beat up Lucius Malfoy and told him a riddle...

Luke looked at his crucible. It had already entered the final stage of cooking. There was no need to worry about anything. Malfoy's pot was actually almost ready, but it still needed to be stirred for a while.

It seemed like an opportunity to chat, so Luke said, "Malfoy, do you have any brothers or sisters?"

Malfoy's expression suddenly changed, and the stick for brewing the potion made an unpleasant sound when it hit the bottom of the cauldron, which attracted Snape's sideways glance.

"I think you should understand that before the potion is actually completed, there is a possibility that the production will fail. I don't want anyone in my class to make such a stupid mistake. That would be even more shameful than misconfiguring it from the beginning." Leng Ling said.

A warning flowed out of Snape's mouth, causing Luke to look back at his pot of potion.

"No." Staring at the risk of being discovered by Snape, Malfoy gritted his teeth and squeezed out two words, and did not look at Luke again until the end of get out of class.