Harry Potter's Dharma

No matter what, Snape was someone who was going to be a principal. Of course, he didn't know that.

He was also the principal of Slytherin Academy. It would be very embarrassing if he didn't notice Zheng Fan, who wasn't using any invisibility spells.

After all, Snape was quite powerful.

Snape was a little embarrassed when he saw Zheng Fan here, just as Zheng Fan had expected.

"Erm, what are you doing here?

Isn't it dinner time? "

"Hahahaha, it's fine. I just want to see why you summoned these two. Hahahaha.

Zheng Fan kept smiling, which made it hard for Snape to get angry.

Instead of getting angry at Ronald and Harry, Snape was more afraid that the other members of 6101 would realize that they couldn't beat this second-grade kid from their school.

"Oh yeah, did the Muggles notice them?"

No, he couldn't let Snape feel awkward. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to watch the show.

Zheng Fan walked to Snape's side and picked up the newspaper to add salt to the wound.

Ronald was happy that Zheng Fan was here and that Snape was confused. Perhaps he could get away with it. He didn't expect Zheng Fan to add salt to the wound.

But then again, Zheng Fan wasn't a good person. He kept criticizing Ronald, so it would be strange if he helped him.

Perhaps he would help Harry, but what about Ronald?

Even if Ronald was an idiot, he could tell that he would be tortured to death.

"Hmph, you two broke the rules …"

"Eh?

Principal Dumbledore? "

Snape was about to continue lashing out at Ronald and Harry when Dumbledore, who treated Harry Potter like a treasure, appeared at the door.

It seemed that Dumbledore was very concerned about Harry Potter's whereabouts. That was why he knew what happened.

"Haha, it seems like you don't have the right to punish them."

Zheng Fan laughed as he recognized the woman who had come in with Dumbledore behind him — Minerva McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor Academy.

Each of the four academies had its own principal. The principal managed the students in their respective academies, while the principal was in charge of overall planning. Usually, he didn't have the time to manage the students one by one.

Of course, Harry Potter, Dumbledore's favorite, was an exception.

It was normal for the dean of Slytherin to reprimand the students of Gryffindor. However, the punishment could only be meted out by the dean of Gryffindor.

"Pfft, hahahaha."

Zheng Fan couldn't help but laugh. He saw Snape's dumbfounded expression, and then suppressed his anger with no way to vent it.

With this expression, he could laugh for a year.

Snape rolled his eyes at Zheng Fan. No matter what the situation in Slytherin was like, it was rude to smile so casually in front of the principal, or rather, in front of so many people.

The British liked to observe etiquette in strange places. Zheng Fan had never been able to fathom this.

Zheng Fan shrugged, indicating that he did not care at all.

"Headmaster, these two actually allowed the Muggles to discover the flying car. This is completely against the rules of underage wizards.

Snape pointed at Harry and said to Dumbledore.

Zheng Fan couldn't help but laugh when he saw Snape's sullen expression.

"I know. After all, I'm the one who wrote most of the rules. But no matter what, the dean of Gryffindor should be the one to punish them."

Dumbledore said with a smile.

McGonagall stood by the side and watched as Snape snatched the kids from his academy back.

"I'll write a letter to your parents. Then, in order to know your mistakes, I'll put you in solitary confinement."

Dean McGonagall said as he led his students out of Snape's office. Dumbledore returned to the banquet happily.

If it weren't for Harry, he would have been eating at the banquet already.

The desserts were specially made according to Headmaster Dumbledore's taste. He must have been looking forward to it for a long time …

"Pfft, hahahaha."

After everyone left, Zheng Fan laughed out loud again. He laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

Zheng Fan couldn't take it anymore. If Snape's sullen expression and pouting lips were added, Zheng Fan would have collapsed on the floor laughing.

However, it was fine that Snape didn't pout because Zheng Fan could imagine it herself.

"Oi, are you done laughing?"

Snape couldn't do anything to Zheng Fan.

"I can't take it anymore. I can't believe I didn't record it. That's the biggest mistake of my life. Otherwise, I would have laughed for a year."

"Your sullen look just now was really funny. But then again, it's not like you don't know that Harry Potter is Dumbledore's treasure, yet you still went to find trouble with him. You really … Hahaha, you deserve it.

Zheng Fan's merciless ridicule made Snape unable to retort. After Zheng Fan finished laughing, he remembered that he hadn't gone to the banquet yet.

Western food had to be eaten while it was hot. England was a strange place, and if he missed the best time to eat, it would make his dinner even more strange. Then, he would have to look for "takeout" 3.5.

Considering that he didn't know what kind of strange and disgusting magical food he would find, it was better for him to go back as soon as possible.

By the time Zheng Fan returned, the dishes had already been served to the soup. The appetizers were kept on Zheng Fan's behalf, and no one was asked to remove them. [Of course, no one would remove them.]

The soup was still warm.

The roast chicken in the Share area happened to be placed by his subordinates at the place closest to him. The others didn't touch it, but the other roast chickens had already been eaten.

Zheng Fan slowly sat down on his seat. Everyone looked at him until he picked up his fork and knife. Then, they continued eating.