Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Peter

Chapter 70
Sirius looked up, his eyes meeting Snape's.

In the end, they couldn't escape this moment. The two rivals met on a narrow road, and the lively atmosphere before the dance seemed to be cut off by a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere.

Sirius' expression was very complicated. He had been imprisoned for six years for Snape's death. Peter didn't know if he felt regretful or guilty. Now that the dead returned, he didn't know how Sirius felt.

Snape on the other side was almost expressionless, but Peter could clearly see that the remaining two fingers of his left hand were clenched together.

Hagrid felt the frosty atmosphere around him, and looked away from Madam Maxime. He knew that Sirius and Snape were completely incompatible, but he actually didn't know the details of the Screaming Shack incident.

"Oh, Severus, you can change places with me—" Hagrid clumsily smoothed things over, but Snape's face visibly became uglier to the naked eye, and Hagrid looked anxiously at the little boy. Sirius, finds itself closer to Sirius.

"Oh, forget it, uh - you can make up, I mean - that was ten years ago, right? The past is in the past, Dumbledore said -"

Hagrid frowned and thought for a while, but couldn't think of anything Dumbledore said that would help this kind of scene, "Well, forget it, just pretend I didn't say anything."

He turned his hairy head back and looked at Madame Maxime again, but his eyes were a little dull no matter what.

On the rostrum, Dumbledore was talking to Mrs. Maxime. He seemed to have seen what happened at the teacher's table, and his sharp eyes swept in this direction from time to time.

Hagrid's persuasion was a catastrophic failure. The light words of "it's over" completely added fuel to the fire for Snape, who lost half of his hand and was turned into a werewolf.

He stared at Sirius with utter hatred, a blood vessel in his temple throbbing rapidly.

"Blake, it is said that the dementors in Azkaban can destroy a prisoner's mind within a few days, but I have long found that you are happy and healthy—" He paused meaningfully, "and complete."

"Cough," Sirius cleared his throat, avoiding Snape's gaze, "I did suffer a lot... I don't know how I survived the six years in Azkaban..."

"Oh, I really deserve sympathy, breaking the law and going to prison is more painful than being bitten to death by a werewolf!" Snape showed a sinister smile.

"You're misinterpreting me! I mean I've got what I deserve—" Sirius' voice rose dangerously, but he calmed himself down just in time, "Severus, listen to me Say, I didn't mean to kill you, I just wanted to—"

"A funny joke?"

"You're stalking us and snooping on Lupine's secrets so we'll all get fired, I just want you to—"

"Sirius!" Peter quickly interrupted him, putting a hand on his shoulder, telling him to calm down.

"It seems that you and I have got your wish - I am finally dead, out of your sight, you and Remus Lupine are both expelled, but that cruel and arrogant James Potter is very good at Acting, ah, he shamelessly pretended to be a hero who saved lives..."

"This whole thing is my fault, it has nothing to do with James!" Sirius gritted the words, "He gave his life to save you, you wouldn't be here without him, you don't— —”

Snape snarled, "Shut up! Murderer Black! How dare you talk about the man you killed? James Potter never saved me, he always got what he wanted, and I'm 16 Died at the age of [-]!"

As he roared, whipping the air with his wand, Sirius bounced from his seat, looking down to check his body for the curse, knocking over Peter's Transfiguration chair in the process. .

Seeing this, Peter hurriedly stopped between the two of them, and Hagrid also embraced Sirius' chest from behind: Both of them had the last bit of restraint left, Sirius held his staff handle through the pocket of his coat, and Snape finished casting that He also lowered his wand a little after saying the spell.

Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout, who were talking next to them, turned their heads in surprise, but Snape's roar did not cause a wider disturbance in the gradually quiet auditorium, perhaps he just cast some kind of A spell that blocks sound.

"Sirius, sit down," Peter said quietly.

At this time the oak door was pushed open, and four warriors and their dance partners walked in solemnly in a row. Professor McGonagall walked unobtrusively from the side of the auditorium to the staff table. Dumbledore stood up and took the lead in applauding. Immediately there was warm applause and cheers.

Snape looked around and seemed to think that the occasion was really inappropriate. He shook his wand lightly to dispel the soundproofing magic, then he lowered his wand and smirked at Flitwick and Sprout. For a moment, pretend nothing happened.

Sirius also quickly turned his face to look at Harry, and applauded enthusiastically with the others. His smile was so bright and unnatural, but Harry didn't see it, and he winked at Sirius with a smile.

The warriors approached the guest table and took their seats on the four small round tables. Sirius and Snape also sat down before Professor McGonagall walked over, with Peter in the middle, their faces turned in opposite directions.

It stands to reason that the dinner party should have started, but there was still only an empty golden plate in front of people. Dumbledore picked up the small menu next to him, and said clearly to his own plate: "Pork chops!"

The pork chops appeared immediately, and the others suddenly realized, and they picked out their favorite food.

Sirius' mood was greatly affected, and he even became a little gloomy. He looked through the menu for a long time, but he couldn't find any favorite food.

"This looks good: Breton, a French dessert, would you like to try it?" Peter said to Sirius.

Sirius didn't comment, "Peter, will you visit the castle with me later?"

"No, don't be so boring, you still call me a good baby."

Peter's joke didn't impress Sirius. He didn't smile, but just looked at Harry deeply. The other three warriors at the small table chatted happily with their dancing partners. Only Harry was eating Hungarian red steak with his head down. His dancing partner Parvati seemed to be looking for her sister.

"Harry!" Sirius waved at Harry, stood up and pulled his chair away.

Harry walked over knowingly, and sat between Hagrid and Peter. Sirius was lying next to his ear, and whispered to him, "You must pay attention to safety and don't run around, you know? I'm going to go ahead gone."

After speaking, Sirius went out through the back door of the auditorium.

To Peter's right, Professor McGonagall was whispering to Snape about what seemed to be a long-lasting bite on his right shoulder, and Snape replied perfunctorily, but it was better than leaving the table anyway.

(End of this chapter)