Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 147 Movie Emperor
The fire in the Forbidden Forest and the moonlight rain that followed were not unseen by others. In Hogwarts, there will always be naughty students who don’t sleep at night and come out for night tours, let alone patrol every night. Filch and those ghosts are gone.

It's just that the school only gave an explanation that the forest fire was accidentally triggered, and that the school used a special magic to extinguish the fire.

So after talking about it for a few days, everyone gradually calmed down. After all, there are still two weeks until the final exam, and they don't have that much time to chat.

On this day, Harry and other students surrounded Fish into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom as usual. In the classroom, the Ravenclaw students were already waiting there.

"Hi~ Fish!"

Ravenclaw students greeted Fish one after another.

"You guys are so meow!" (●ΦωΦ●)

After politely responding to them, Fish came to his seat, then changed back into the form of a kitten and got into the table as usual.

"Fish," reminded Hermione on the side, "You forgot to use the Bubble Curse."

"Meow?" ⊙ω⊙

Fish, who was nestled in the drawer, froze for a moment, and then remembered that other people didn't know that the stinky guy was gone—Fisch wasn't there when Quirrell was burned to death. In his perception, Quirrell had done something bad. Then ran away.

Even Dumbledore thought so... After all, Quirrell had been burned to ashes long ago under the fire of Fiendfire, and it was really difficult to find traces of his existence.

Originally Fisher didn't intend to pay attention to it, but he thought about it, he had promised the old man and Minerva that he would keep it a secret for them, so he turned one paw back into the hand holding the wand, facing his own Nodding his head.

"Meow~" (ΦωΦ) つ━☆*.

After casting the head-bubbling spell on himself, Fish turned his head into the drawer and fell asleep soundly.

And Harry, Ron, and some other students skillfully took out the nasal plug and stuffed it into their own nostrils.

At this moment, the door of the classroom was pushed open again, and Snape walked in quickly like a black cloud with his dead face that had never changed for thousands of years.

"Why is it Snape? Isn't this a Defense Against the Dark Arts class?!"

Ron's eyes widened, and he whispered to Harry beside him in a low voice.

"how could I know……"

Harry grinned. Snape's main target, he was more shocked than Ron.

"Didn't Professor McGonagall teach you to keep quiet in class?" Snape cast his dark eyes on the two whispering, "Five points deducted from Gryffindor."

"Professor, did you go to the wrong classroom?"

A blond boy from Ravenclaw raised his hand frankly and asked cautiously.

Snape raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a sinister smile, "Unfortunately, not."

He looked around the classroom for a week, and after making the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students sit up straight, he nodded in satisfaction.

As for Fish, who was sleeping on the table, he was glamorously ignored.

Then Snape explained to everyone: "Professor Quirrell has something happened, he has resigned from Hogwarts and left the school..."

When he said this, a strange smile appeared on Snape's face, as if he was proud of it, but also seemed to be reminiscing.

After a pause, he continued: "In the next two weeks, I will be the professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. So, do you have any other questions, Goldstein?"

Snape propped his hands on the podium, leaned forward and looked at the blond boy who just asked the question, full of pressure.

"No, Professor."

Anthony Goldstein was so frightened that he shook his head like a rattle.

"Very good," Snape straightened up, flipping through the textbooks on the podium, and said with a bit of gloating tone: "Because Professor Quirrell 'leaved' in a hurry, there is nothing left about what you have learned. Any record..."

"I'm sorry, Professor, we learned about Foxy, Bendyman, Sadworm, Goblin, and Budou," Hermione answered his question very quickly, "and we talked about fire crabs last class, but Professor Quirrell It's not over yet..."

"Quiet, I didn't ask any questions." Snape interrupted Hermione coldly, "There is no need to learn these things that will not pose a threat to wizards over the age of five."

"So I'm going to teach you some practical knowledge..." Snape had that strange smile on his face again, "For example, the... trolls that suddenly broke into the school on Halloween."

"Snapped!"

The textbook in Harry's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Sorry, Professor," said Harry dryly, "I'll just pick it up."

"Hmph, the famous Harry Potter, can't even hold the book firmly when he hears the name of the troll?"

Snape sneered and sarcastically, and strangely... didn't deduct Harry College points.

"Now, turn the book to page 347." Instead of looking at Harry's pale face, he glanced at the whole class, ignoring Fish who was sleeping on the desk again, "Everyone !quick!"

Due to Snape's majesty, everyone dared not speak up, and silently flipped through their textbooks.

Hermione, who originally wanted to argue with Snape about the curriculum, thought of something with Harry after hearing him mention the troll, and immediately calmed down with a heavy heart.

"Who can tell me, how many types of giant monsters are there?"

At this moment, Snape asked suddenly.

No one made a sound, even Ravenclaw, who was a top student like a cloud, curled up peacefully, weakening his own sense of existence.

Anyway, Snape didn't give extra points for the correct answer, so why bother to draw his attention.

Snape didn't care either. His eyes kept wandering around Harry, Ron and Neville. He enjoyed the trembling appearance of these three people under his eyes.

Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Miss Wanshitong at the side didn't raise her hands as high as usual this time.

"Granger, you answer this question."

Snape raised the corner of his mouth and called Hermione's name very rarely.

Hermione, who was thinking about the Sorcerer's Stone and the giant monster on Halloween, was taken aback for a moment, and then replied confidently: "There are three kinds in total, Professor, they are mountain monsters, forest monsters and water monsters."

Snape suppressed his smile, and said coldly, "If you answer correctly, one point will be deducted from Gryffindor. Don't be distracted in class."

Even Hermione had the idea of ​​throwing a jinx on Snape at this moment.

……

"Quirrell must have been chased away by Snape!"

After this very difficult Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Harry Potter took Ron and Hermione to a remote corner, and analyzed with them excitedly.

"It's even possible that Quirrell has been killed by him! He must have forced him to find a way to solve Quirrell's secret trick!"

"That's right!" Ron echoed excitedly, after all, Snape's performance in class just now was too obvious.

"Did you see Snape's face when he mentioned Quirrell and the troll? That smug smile!"

The two were running around in a hurry, as if Snape would steal the Philosopher's Stone the next moment.

Fortunately, there was a calmer Hermione among them. She comforted: "Don't worry, don't you still have Lu Wei? And Dumbledore is still in school, he can't steal the Philosopher's Stone."

With Hermione's reminder, Harry and Ron became a little quieter, but they still looked worried.

"What if he also finds a way to pass Lu Wei, after all, the way is so simple, just play some music."

Ron rubbed his red hair frantically, looking anxious.

"Why don't we inform Professor Dumbledore!"

Hermione thought the same way, she nodded in agreement.

"But we have no proof!" Harry said. "Quirrell has disappeared, and he can't come out to testify for us! It's no secret that we hate Snape, and Dumbledore will think we made up this set." Nonsense, to get Snape fired."

"Also, don't forget, we shouldn't know about Philosopher's Stone and Lu Wei, it would be too troublesome to explain."

Harry spread his hands helplessly, with the example of Hagrid before him, he had no hope for it.

"What if we snoop around and gather evidence?"

Ron suggested a solution, which Hermione vetoed.

"Gentlemen, don't forget that there are still less than ten days left, and we will have the final exam!"

Obviously, in Hermione's eyes, the Philosopher's Stone is not as important as the exam.

"At this time, you are still concerned about the final exam?!"

Ron didn't understand this very much.

"We are just first-year freshmen!" Hermione frowned and reminded dissatisfiedly: "Study hard and get good grades in the exam, that's what we should care about. As for the Philosopher's Stone and Snape, that's Dumbledore The professors should worry about them."

"And..." She clasped her hands and asked plausibly, "Even if Snape got the Philosopher's Stone, countless money and lifespan, what does that have to do with us?"

Ron opened his mouth, a little short of words, but soon he found a reason, "Snape once wanted to kill Harry! If he got the Sorcerer's Stone, he will probably come to deal with Harry next! "

"No! After stealing the Philosopher's Stone, the most important thing for Snape to do is to escape from Hogwarts and find a place to hide." Hermione retorted without hesitation, "Unless he wants to be caught by Dumbledore." Right."

After refuting Ron to the point of being speechless, Hermione changed the subject, "But what you said makes sense, Snape may come to trouble Harry in the future, so on the premise of ensuring the progress of the review, It’s okay to pay attention to him a little bit.”

After finishing speaking, she nodded proudly at Harry and Ron, and left first.

"What is she so angry about?!"

Ron's eyes widened, and he complained to Harry angrily.

Harry laughed dryly and said nothing. Intellectually, he agreed with Hermione, but emotionally, he still wanted to stop Snape himself.

It's not because I'm a Boy Who Lived or want to show off...

Well, maybe a little bit.

But the main motivation was his hatred for Snape and the traditional Gryffindor spirit of adventure.

……

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(End of this chapter)