Hogwarts: I got the Holy Father System

Chapter 221 Like Muggle’s Menopause!!

“How can that be?”

Snape said in shock.

He was almost unsteady.

I wanted to use my wand to test the blood on Potter’s face, but I didn’t dare.

“Professor… I’m okay…”

The little cub showed a guilty expression.

Obviously I think it’s not good to worry the professor.

Snape suddenly felt helpless.

Especially at the sight of Darren’s concerned gaze, he suddenly felt some inexplicable embarrassment.

How could it be?

How could this child be his?

No, no, no, maybe it was just a strange connection, not what he thought, but…

As a Potions Master’s intuition, Snape grabbed the evidence from his mind almost instantaneously.

Potions talent for Pokémon Cubs, Potter Cubs’ innovative ability, Potter Cubs’ genius…

But it’s really impossible!

What he himself had done how could he not be clear?

And even if he didn’t remember, Lily couldn’t…

Snape’s mouth opened and closed, and eventually he remembered the wound on Darren’s face.

Before, I was just angry at how Darren was so stupid that he used his face to pick up the crucible.

Now it suddenly turned into anger.

“Whose crucible?”

He turned back suddenly, and the black robe rose behind him, a touch of horror.

The expression on his face was so terrifying that even Goyle trembled with fear.

But he still raised his hand with a high forehead.

Because many people see that it is his cane.

It would be worse not to admit it.

“Teach, professor, is mine…”

“Yours? You piece of shit! What else can you do? Potions you can’t boil well?

Idiot… Useless stuff… I thought your brain was eaten by a troll…

Slytherin confinement, a semester of confinement, I’ll communicate your confinement to Filch! ”

Snape growled.

“Professor… Don’t swear, it’s all my fault, I should have used a spell just now.”

[Ding, Father +100]

[Ding, Father +80]

[Ding, Father +50]

[Ding… ］

Darren accepted the Father’s Value, showing a guilty expression.

“You… You, drank the potion… If I dare to do this again, I will be… Drink it! ”

Snape looked at Darren, and his anger suddenly stopped coming out.

He took the potion out of his pocket and shoved it into Darren’s hand with a vicious expression.

The eyes looked at him greedily.

If it really is… Really, really… No, no, no, he didn’t really verify.

He was no longer one of those young lads, he couldn’t take it for granted, how could he come up with such a ridiculous possibility?

Can.

But if it’s true, it means…

Snape abruptly interrupted his thoughts.

Because he looked at the little wound on Darren’s face, he suddenly felt that it was very distracting.

“Go and see Madame Pomfrey, there may be poison on the knife, and those stupid guys, guys, there’s a good chance they’ll do it!”

Snape knew he was overreacting, and he could easily see that the wound on Darren’s face was not poisonous.

Even if it is poisonous, the bottle of potion just now is enough.

But what if?

This child is unconscious, maybe no one knows that he died in the dormitory!

Darren looked at his expression and skimmed his lips.

Snape was absolutely aware of his bloodline problems.

It’s just that it should not be verified yet.

Sigh.

Sure enough, it was an old licking dog.

But.

Darren nodded obediently, only to be about to leave, looking at the mess in the classroom with some concern.

[Ding, Father +80]

“Hmm, there’s an antidote in the classroom, you don’t need to worry!”

Snape said sarcastically.

Darren breathed a sigh of relief, and then he looked sympathetically at the other students in the classroom, and then slowly walked out of the Potions classroom.

Snape watched his back go away, and only then did he suddenly react to the fact that he was still in class, and his dark eyes looked at the group of little trolls in class.

Especially Gower.

The gaze was like a knife, cutting Gower in minutes.

Goyle covered his eyes with his hands and stumbled to his feet.

Because his eyes had swollen to the size of a watermelon.

But even so, Snape still did not have the slightest sympathy.

He looked at the students in the classroom and almost got his biggest anger ever.

Everyone was sprayed by him.

Harry was accused by him of being a brainless troll.

Although everyone thought that Snape was angry this time, he was inexplicable.

But by this time Harry was filled with guilt and didn’t care what he said.

Little did he know that Darren would stand in Snape’s way.

No, he should have thought of it.

Darren was such a kind man that when he saw that Snape was about to be injured, he must have worried, and it was normal to stand in front of him.

Of course, even a stranger, Darren would do the same.

What’s more, his life with Snape was only installed by Darren to cooperate with Snape.

So he should have thought of a better way than using such a subtotal of both.

It was he who hurt Darren again.

He always messes things up every time.

He felt his stomach hurt.

Ron’s expression was exactly the same.

Apparently none of them thought that this would hurt Darren.

Fortunately, Hermione had run out of Snape’s storage room at a rapid pace, and her wizard’s robe was stuffed with medicinal herbs, which looked bulging.

This gave Harry and Ron a little more relief.

At least what they wanted to do was done.

At this time, Snape on the podium finally scolded enough.

“All the people who have been sprayed with the swollen potion come and get the antidote, hurry up, don’t let me see you grinding!”

Snape said solemnly.

Harry saw Malfoy crying and crying and went up to get the antidote, because his ears had become the size of pig’s ears and he was shaking as he walked.

“Poof!”

Harry’s guilt had finally been washed away by schadenfreude.

His favorite thing to see in his life was Malfoy unlucky, and of course, it would be better if Snape was unlucky.

Just as soon as he laughed, he noticed that Snape’s eyes were really looking at him.

He remembered many things instantly.

In Dumbledore’s office, he sees Snape giving Darren the real agent and secretly boiling the compound decoction in the girls’ bathroom.

There is also a scene where Darren says he is going to pretend to hate Snape after Snape threatens him.

Strange, how could he think of so many things?

And he also had a feeling that Snape already knew they had done it.

It doesn’t have to be that he’s too weak-minded.

Harry hurriedly told himself that he had tried to make a look that seemed puzzled, but Snape had stopped paying attention to him.

He noticed that Snape’s mood seemed to be better, but there was an unspeakable anxiety.

“If I find out who did it, I’ll definitely fire him!”

Snape announced it loudly, but Harry still thought he wasn’t as angry as he had been.

“It’s like Muggle menopause!”