Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 230 The Dean's Christmas (Snape's Perspective)

Years later, when Severus Snape was awarded the Order of Merlin, First Class, for successfully developing a potion that completely cured werewolf disease, he would still think of his first Christmas after becoming the youngest dean at the age of 17 .

On the first day of the Christmas holidays, Dumbledore asked him to go to St. Mungo's to visit Peter Peddie, who had a broken arm, and he refused without hesitation.

"I'd rather attend the memorial service for Flobberworm," he said coldly to Dumbledore.

At the Flobberworm's memorial service, Rubeus Hagrid distributed a large piece of toffee to all the teachers. Snape didn't think much of it, and ate a piece like everyone else, and his teeth got stuck afterwards , so he kept silent about Hagrid's craft.

During the night, the Dark Lord gave no new orders, but he was clearly annoyed that his plan had failed, and Snape could feel his rage.

In this way, the first day of the holiday ended in an unpleasant way.

Snape was still a naive young man at the time, and he could never have imagined that the first day of the holiday was already the happiest day of Christmas.

The next morning, he was woken up by the wound on his body. This wound that runs through his body has never healed for two months. He is used to the pain before, but now, the pain has obviously intensified...

He wished he could die again sooner and suffer less torture.

He set off from his office and headed for the hall, intending to catch one or two non-Slytherin students and put them in detention. When he was in a bad mood, it was very comforting to make others feel bad.

As soon as he reached the hall, he saw a large group of students gathered around, shouting and laughing. Their noise made him more irritable and weaker. For a moment, he felt that the pain of the wound was unbearable, and he just wanted to escape immediately. Sunshine in the auditorium, looking for a dark corner to hide, but he told himself that would reveal his identity.

In short, all these discomforts of his were caused by this group of students. He squinted his eyes, thinking about the feasibility of deducting points for so many students at the same time.

"What are you doing around here?" he snapped.

The crowd fell silent instantly. Snape strode to the center of the crowd, and the students automatically made way for him. When he saw clearly what the students were watching, he almost fainted from anger.

In the center of the entrance hall, facing the oak gate, three large flower pots half a person's height are placed on the ground. A green cucumber grows unnaturally in the middle flower pot, and pumpkins and prickly pears grow in the flower pots on both sides. .

Why do you say that this green cucumber grows unnaturally?Because no cucumber in the world is so long.

It grew straight out of the ground, without vines or roots, and at the top of the cucumber was Draco Malfoy's face, gazing at Snape with gray eyes full of terror.

There are no human faces on the pumpkins and prickly pears on both sides, but you can tell from the figure that these two are Crabbe and Goyle who have been cursed with some kind of evil curse.

Snape drew out his wand with his left hand and pointed at Draco. Draco was so frightened that he was about to cry. Snape felt a strong annoyance. Branch killed.

"Go away!" he yelled at the onlookers, they ran away in a hurry, the hall finally fell silent, which stabilized his mood a little, and he tried hard to suppress the feeling of tearing Draco into pieces in his heart Desperate, began to recite a few useful counter spells.

Draco, Vincent and Gregory were transformed back to their original form, but they were still unconscious and fell to the ground trembling unceasingly. The skins of the three showed the colors of cucumber, prickly pear and pumpkin respectively, and Vincent still had With prickly prickly thorns.

"Who did this?" Snape asked the only conscious Draco angrily.

"Christine Evan..."

After saying this, Draco also fainted, not knowing whether he was beaten by Christine or scared by Snape.

In the next morning, Snape sent Draco, Vincent and Gregory to the infirmary. Madam Pomfrey checked the injuries and said that she could do nothing because the magic cast by Christine had a strong black power. The magic curse effect hurt the brains of these three students.

So Snape and Madam Pomfrey took them to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. Once they arrived in the Magical Injuries Department, they were sent to the intensive care unit by therapists.

At noon, the three students were finally out of danger. Snape returned to school and wrote letters to the parents of the three students. After that, he ordered Christine Evan to come to his office.

After a long time, Evan arrived late, seeing his face as if nothing had happened, anger rose in Snape's heart like a poisonous snake.

"Evan, you did a very interesting job this morning." Snape sneered and said in a low voice.

"Sorry, Professor Snape," Evan said calmly, "I have caused you trouble."

"Tell me, what have you done?" Snape tapped the drawer with his wand, and a withdrawal form flew out.

"In the morning, I had a wizard duel with Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle in the foyer and defeated them; half an hour ago, I had a duel with Nott in Myrtle's bathroom, and Nott was hung up by me— "

"Not?"

"Yes, sir."

Snape was so angry that he had a headache, and the wound on his right chest was in severe pain, and he almost vomited blood.

"Sir, you may need to go to the infirmary, or to St. Mungo's..." Christine looked at Snape's protruding eyeballs and his veined neck.

"Thank you," Snape said, his voice lowering. "Thanks to you, I've been to the Infirmary and St. Mungo's...how is Knott now?"

Christine thought for a while, "I hung him upside down in the bathroom, he should still be unconscious, and he was hit by three or five black magic, so it's hard for me to judge his current state."

Snape slammed the withdrawal form on the table, "Fill out the form!" He stood up, "I'll take Nott to the infirmary, and when I get back, I want to see your withdrawal materials, understand? ?”

"Sir, I'm afraid this doesn't comply with the school rules," Christine said calmly, "It's the Christmas holiday now, I didn't disrupt the teaching order, and my duel with them is also in full compliance with the wizarding law, according to the 1421 " "Duel Law", I have the right to injure and humiliate the loser in any form and degree."

Snape actually knew that what Christine said was right, he couldn't expel Christine, the poisonous snake in his heart showed its fangs, he wanted to bite the student in front of him to death, but he also knew that it was in the nature of the corpse Part of him must be restrained.

"Confinement," he said finally, "starting today, you will come to my office every afternoon, and today is the first day."

"Yes, sir." Christine said calmly.

That afternoon, Snape and Christine stayed in the office staring wide-eyed. Christine always had a faint smile on his face, showing no sign of remorse.

Snape received letters from the parents of four of the students, three of which were violent from the Crabbe, Goyle, and Knott families.

In particular, the Nott family is an ancient and wealthy pure-blood family with deep roots. The concept of the so-called "28 pure-blood families" itself was proposed by the ancestors of the Nott family.

All this posed a great test for Snape, who was still a young rookie at the time...

In the next few days, three more Slytherin students were sent to the hospital one after another, and letters of complaint from pure-blood families piled up.

As he was angrily writing his tediously lengthy sixth accident report, Peter Peddylo, who was out of the hospital, walked into his office.

"Mr. Zabini is seriously injured—"

"—Damn Christine Evan." Snape was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth.

(End of this chapter)