The Transfiguration Professor at Hogwarts is always up to something

The Christmas holiday has finally passed, and after another layer of magic has been unveiled, Ani's horizons have broadened again, which also makes him even busier.

Fortunately, his assistants helped him share a lot of work. Although he needed to spend extra time to coach the assistants, it was certainly worth it to save ten minutes of time, not to mention that this move would allow him to gain more.

Plenty of high-quality wool.

No matter what, I, Aini, am very proud of the fact that I am sure to make a profit without losing any money.

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The days at Hogwarts are peaceful and peaceful, except for Professor Quirrell, who is deep and hot.

To what he and Dumbledore expected, Quirrell returned to Hogwarts even though he was weaker, but he didn't seem to have changed much. For this reason, they allowed the children to tease Quirrell, which also made us

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is a little afraid of his own classroom.

But after many trials, the two of them discovered that he had not transformed himself into something weird. In addition, some troublemakers among the students became more and more unscrupulous, making it impossible for Dumbledore to continue to turn a blind eye.

This also made the twins who had enough of snowballs blasting Quirrell at Christmas, but escaped due to Ani's cover, begin their late but arrived life of confinement.

Harry is also living a fulfilling life. In order to learn about his mother, he is now extremely interested in potions.

Therefore, he was afraid of taking everything seriously, and Harry, who consciously started working hard, made gratifying progress, and even Snape could hardly find his mistakes easily.

"Potter, why don't you let stupid Weasley cut open the bat's liver? Does being friends with a pig make you feel superior? Five points from Gryffindor."

"Weasley, did you grow your hands to applaud Potter? Or do you think working in pairs is just for one person to watch? 10 points from Gryffindor."

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Half a month after the above scene was staged, Ron, who couldn't bear it anymore, asked Hermione to partner with Harry. This would not only make it more difficult for Snape to find their mistakes, but he would also no longer attract the attention of the old bat.

The plan was executed perfectly. The Potions Professor didn't say anything about them changing partners. In fact, the students formed groups freely.

Moreover, after Harry's partner was replaced by Hermione, the two of them did not make any mistakes, and Snape could no longer find an excuse to open fire on Harry.

Ron even sat in the back seat farthest from Harry.

Then he was in tragedy. Although Neville was able to perfectly cooperate with Hermione in brewing the potion, he couldn't hold Ron back at all. The two of them raced on the road to being sprayed.

"I'm really fed up, why is Potions a compulsory course?" Ron yelled dissatisfiedly after he was already some distance away from the Potions classroom. He was about to be branded an autistic child by Snape.

"Sorry, Ron." Harry felt a little guilty, his friend was obviously implicated by him.

"Come on, Harry. It's not your fault at all. Snape himself doesn't have a good impression of Gryffindor." Ron knew the reason why he was criticized because of Harry, but he couldn't do it just because his friend became a good friend.

Let's blame Harry for the weird reason that the mean professor no longer ridiculed him, but instead poured poison on himself.

People will always grow, and Ron felt that if he could say such things, then there must be a troll living in his head.

Hearing Ron's answer, Harry felt even more guilty. How can he help him? Maybe he can ask Aini.

"Oh, by the way, Ani said Snape, wait, let me think about it." Harry put his hand on Ron's shoulder and moved forward with the flow.

He thought that Ani had once told him that Snape and his mother were good friends, and his harshness towards him was just because he hated iron.

Now that my grades have improved a lot, and I haven't made any mistakes in the past few classes, maybe I can try to build a good relationship with Snape, er, Professor Snape, so that Ron won't have to take the blame for me.<

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As soon as he thought of it, Harry threw Ron away and ran back. The guilt in his heart made him have to do something immediately.

Snape also left the Potions classroom at this time, and it was time to go to the Great Hall to have something to eat.

Seeing their dean following behind, the Slytherin snakes obediently stepped aside.

When Harry returned, he thought there was some activity in Slytherin. Snape seemed to be marching with the snakes.

After hesitating for a moment, Harry walked up to the leader of the snake farm.

"Oh, look who this is?" Snape sighed in an exaggerated tone, "We are starting to become a genius savior. I hope you can have a legitimate reason and tell me why you have to stand in front."

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With a smile on his face, Harry said tentatively: "I can improve in Potions, thanks to you. I'm here to thank you for teaching us."

"Hahahaha~~~" Snape laughed wantonly, as if he had heard a big joke.

He turned half sideways, pointed at Harry, and wanted to say something, but he still laughed out loud, even though the sound began to become distorted.

The little snakes behind collectively took a step back. Is the dean okay? It’s hard to imagine that this greasy face with the corners of its mouth pointing downwards since entering school could smile so openly.

"You all come and take a look, this arrogant James...Harry Potter." After speaking to the little snakes, Snape turned his face to Harry who was beginning to feel bad.

"Potter, I really hope you can see yourself now. Are you trying to show your kindness to me? It's a pity that this flattering smile is ugly and looks like shit. You know, shit." Snape's tone became angry,

"Your face is not worthy of these eyes."

The poison that had been accumulated for Harry for a month spurted out, and Snape exhaled happily. It was really disgusting no matter how you looked at it. This ugly face seemed to be passed down through the blood, and was unique to the Potter family.<

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After venting his anger, he saw those green eyes flashing with pain and disbelief, and felt a trace of regret in his heart. Then Snape, who felt a little out of sorts, pushed Harry away and quickly disappeared around the corner.
Harry pressed his shoulders against the wall, his face extremely pale, and he felt that he had just made the worst decision in his life.

He seemed to hear the ridicule of the little snakes, but the sound was very vague, and everything in front of him became real and illusory. He could only feel a figure passing by him, gesticulating and pointing.

With noisy noises surrounding his ears, he felt that this was a dream, and he eagerly longed for this to be a dream.

He wanted to close his eyes, hoping to wake up and lie on the bed in the dormitory, and find that everything just now was a dream...

"Huh!" Harry suddenly sat up from the bed, panting heavily. He clutched the quilt under him, feeling much more relaxed.

It turns out that it was really just a nightmare.

"Harry, you're awake, how do you feel?"

"I'm fine, thank you, Hermione." Harry was still a little dazed after waking up. Just as he was about to stretch, he froze in bed when he heard the little witch's joyful yet worried greeting.
Hermione, why did she appear in the boys' dormitory!

The ominous premonition in his heart became more and more intense, and Harry turned his head stiffly. Hermione was standing aside with a glass of water, with a white curtain behind her.

With just a casual glance, Harry confirmed his location.

He was too familiar with this place. He would come here every time he got injured during Quidditch practice. He would never admit it, not to mention that Madam Pomfrey lifted the curtain and walked in.

"Harry, what happened? Why did you faint suddenly?" Hermione was a little angry, because there were two people who knew about it sitting outside.

But the red-haired one would only grab his own red hair and sigh, and from time to time he would punch himself twice on the head.

The other golden retriever behaved normally, but he refused to tell himself the truth. He insisted on asking Harry. She would go crazy when she saw her friend fainted, okay?

Harry opened his mouth and didn't know how to answer. Did he tell Hermione that he was sprayed by Snape? Or did he run over there himself?

He regretted sitting on the bed. If there was a floor underneath, he would have been able to dig out a grave with his toes and bury himself completely.

"Get out, Miss Granger, I want to check Mr. Potter, please keep quiet outside." Madam Pomfrey warned, obviously someone had already made a noise just now.

Hermione, who was kicked out, simply used one hand at a time to drag the two of them out like door gods.

Closing the door to the school's infirmary with her backhand, Hermione let go of Ron, who had already started to have a dripping nose, in disgust, gave up the idea of ​​asking him, and turned to the blond boy.

"Malfoy, don't you have anything to say?" Hermione pointed at his chest, and then moved her target to Ron.

"You, Ron, and Harry." Hermione felt that her little brain, which she always prided herself on being smart, was a bit inadequate and she couldn't understand the current situation at all.

Their clothes were a little messy and there were bruises on their faces. It was obvious that a conflict had broken out before.

Hermione didn't want to know how Ron survived Malfoy and the two big lackeys without Harry's help. She just wanted to know how Harry fainted suddenly.

The two of them were in the same room just now but did not get into a fight. What is certain is that although the process may have some twists and turns, Malfoy is definitely not the culprit, otherwise the two of them may be confused.

"Malfoy, what is going on?" Hermione asked again, a terrible idea came to her mind.

Could it be that Snape openly started to attack Harry?

Did what they had been worried about after the Quidditch match finally happen?

But this is not magic at all. There are many professors in the castle, as well as Dumbledore. How could he, how dare he!

"Granger, I don't think Potter wants to make this matter known to everyone." Malfoy said slowly, and added silently in his heart, although maybe now, except for you, in Hogwarts

Everyone knows it already.

After saying that, Malfoy pursed his lips uncomfortably, where he received a heavy punch from Ron, and felt a faint pain when he spoke, this damn red-haired barbarian!

Malfoy glanced at Ron with disdain, his face full of disdain. But he felt a little sour in his heart. He really wanted this kind of friend who could rush forward at all costs when something happened.

He is just a little spoiled, but not stupid. Although Crabbe and Goyle look up to him, their friendship is mixed with too many other things.

Regarding this, he is currently just enjoying the shadow of his family and is unable to change...