This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Even if Snape gave up hinting at Lupine's identity, it didn't mean that the rest of the class would be uneventful.

"Can anyone tell me how to kill a dementor?"

Vincent and Hermione raised their little hands high, but he still chose to let Harry answer this question.

"Patronus Charm?"

"Wrong!" Snape waved his wand coldly and turned the floating textbook to the next page. "Dementors cannot be destroyed. Even the powerful Patronus Charm can only drive them away."

A red line is drawn under the third or fourth line from the bottom of the textbook.

"Potter, I guess you must not have previewed during the summer vacation, otherwise how could you not know the basics of this basic."

Snape casually lowered his wand, "I heard you fainted the first time you saw them, didn't you?"

Harry clenched his fists, "Yes, but that's because-"

"I didn't ask you why!" Snape glared over, "Obviously, Professor Lupine is very irresponsible and didn't teach you any knowledge about Dementors."

Hermione shook her little hand, trying to attract his attention.

But she obviously failed, and now Snape only has eyes for Harry.

"Potter, your boggart is a dementor, right?

Tell me, what spell would you use to deal with them if no one taught you what to do? "

"Patronus Charm!" Harry's voice was a little loud.

"Oh -" Snape sneered again and again, "Potter, can you demonstrate it to everyone?"

Definitely not possible.

Harry shook his head decisively, "I don't know how yet, Professor."

Even if it was an honest answer, Snape had no intention of letting him go.

"It's such a shame that our savior has such a fatal weakness."

Harry's face was ashen, and the little lions were no better.

Ron clenched his fist loudly, "I don't think this is a weakness. Everyone is afraid of those unkillable monsters!"

Snape leaned his face closer, "Weasley, do you know what you are doing?"

Ron blushed, "Of course I know, but I also know that the "Hogwarts Staff Rules" stipulate-"

"Shut up!" Snape narrowed his eyes and said sullenly, "Now you are speaking without authorization and seriously disrupting class discipline."

"But I just-"

"You dare to deny it?"

Ron shut up completely.

Talking sense into Snape's class?

This is not a wise choice.

He will suddenly point the finger at you without warning, and then continue to provoke you into doing stupid things on impulse.

"Ten points will be deducted for speaking without permission! Another 20 points will be deducted for contradicting the professor!"

Seeing that Ron dared not speak out, Snape straightened up without interest and said, "Also, come to my office after class."

Of course he didn't let Harry go, "Potter, you have to come here too."

After 10 minutes of class, 40 points have been deducted.

The little lion is impulsive, not stupid.

Snape returned to the podium, ignoring the angry looks, "Everyone, open the textbook to page 399!"

Everything seems to be back to before.

No student dared to speak out, and there was only one voice echoing in the classroom.

They sat quietly, copying notes about dementors.

Snape walked back and forth between the desks, checking the homework assigned by Professor Lupin from the previous class.

"It's a complete mess... There are mistakes and omissions everywhere. If you cover your ears, you will hear the cry of the evil bird... Professor Lupin gave you 5 points? I won't even give 1 point..."

While grading the little lions' homework as nonsense, he also made it clear that Lupine's grading was unfair.

Right is right and wrong is wrong.

Vincent kept rolling his eyes.

Such a shameless look.

Say one thing, but do another.

Fortunately, he thought for a moment that this thing had gotten better, but it turned out that he was just being sentimental.

The bell rang, but Snape did not let the students leave.

"Each of you should write a paper for me. The content is how to overcome fear and face the dementors. I ask you to fill two volumes of parchment on this topic and hand it to me on Monday morning."

He closed the textbook, "This class really needs someone to take good care of it. Professor Luping's blind giving of sympathy points will only prevent you from learning the real thing."

As he walked off the stage, Harry and Ron were certainly not forgotten.

"Potter, Weasley, come with me."

After confirming that the three of them were gone, the students relaxed and began to denounce Snape fiercely.

"Snape never did this to our other Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers, even though he always wanted the job."

"Then why is he having trouble with Lupine? Is it because of the Boggart incident last time?"

"I know there are a batch of photos of him circulating outside. It is said that they have been sold for 50 Galleons each on the black market."

Neville couldn't help but tremble when he heard the conversation between Seamus and Dean.

"Don't worry." Vincent patted his shoulder to comfort him: "As long as you refuse to admit it, the Supreme Wizarding Court can't do anything to you."

Legilimency and Veritaserum were strictly prohibited, and there was no reason for Fudge to make an exception for something as trivial as Snape's.

Privately?

That's too much punishment.

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After lunch, it was Hagrid's Care of Magical Creatures class.

Under the healing of the cute little animals, the little lions finally forgot the unpleasantness of the morning.

"Vincent!" Harry called Vincent who was walking deep into the forbidden forest, "Are you going to find Jomgund and the others?"

"Yes, they have had some indigestion recently, I have to go over and make some potion to cleanse their stomachs."

"Then can we go together?"

Harry and Ron blinked their eyes pitifully. They must have received inhuman abuse from Snape and had to receive more thorough treatment.

"Of course." Vincent comforted them with a distressed face.

Justice will eventually defeat evil.

One day, Snape will have to pay back double.

"Oh no!" Ron stopped suddenly after walking a few steps.

He fumbled in his pocket in panic at first, then grabbed his school robe and waved it.

He widened his eyes, "Banban is gone..."

He was still there during class just now, how could he be gone now?

If the old Ben Ben walked deep into the Forbidden Forest...

Ron's face became worse and worse, as if he had seen its incomplete corpse.

The life of the mouse was at stake, and Vincent quickly called the classmates who had not returned to the castle to search separately.

Harry hurriedly caught up with Ron who was stumbling inside, "Calm down first, Ben Ben can't run too far!"

"You don't understand..." Ron gasped, "Ben Ben is already 12 years old, his legs and feet are not good, and his eyes are not good..."

To be honest, it is already a great thing for a mouse to live for 12 years, not to mention the economic conditions of the Weasley family.

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