Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 18 S. Tsundere Knapp
In the evening, exactly eight o'clock.

Severus Snape's office was in the cellar, adjacent to the Potions classroom - it was an extremely gloomy place, filled with various specimens and glass bottles.

Typical snake yard style.

"Very good, better than I expected."

Looking at Klein standing in front of him, Snape crossed his arms, a gleam of satisfaction flashed in his dull eyes.

Punctuality is always an excellent quality.

"Good evening, Dean."

Klein saluted slightly, as humble and well-behaved as a textbook.

"Grindelwald, your job today is to clean the dust off the specimens."

Lifting his chin slightly, Snape's expression was as indifferent as ever.

After finishing speaking, he ignored Klein and continued to frown and write and draw on the parchment, as if there was no one else in the room.

Klein shrugged his shoulders, and took out the wand hidden in his sleeve pocket, but before he could cast a spell, Snape's characteristic sinister voice came into his ears again.

"Spells are forbidden, Grindelwald, my collection is very precious."

No spells allowed?
Klein was taken aback for a moment, then smiled in relief.

Glancing at Snape, who was buried in a book behind the desk, he rolled up the sleeves of his robe, honestly picked up the feather broom in the corner, and started his work.

"Swish."

While looking at those weird specimens and brushing off the dust on them, Klein's movements were very light, except for the subtle waving of the feather broom, there was almost no unnecessary sound.

Time passed little by little.
"Okay, Grindelwald, today's work is over."

When the short hand of the magic clock pointed to "Nine", Snape raised his head, put down the pen in his hand, and spoke without any emotion.

"Then, good night."

Klein saluted and said goodbye, put down his feather broom, turned around and left.

But at this moment, several pieces of parchment suddenly fell from the sky, suspended in the air, blocking his way!

"Ok?"

Klein caught the parchment and turned around in surprise.

"I thought I'd have to swab specimens for a month before I could get your extra guidance."

"Knowledge is precious, Grindelwald, you and I both know that."

Snape behind the desk resumed his arms folded posture, staring at Klein indifferently.

"So you need to pay the price."

"Okay, that's perfectly fair."

Klein put away the parchment and nodded in agreement.

There may be unreasonable hatred in the world, but there is absolutely no unreasonable love. He didn't think there was anything in himself that could make Snape treat him differently.

"Very well, you are a smart man, and I like dealing with smart people."

Taking a closer look at Klein, who was standing with his hands down, Snape dragged his tone.

"In the future, I will assign you some extra homework, or spells, or potions, but no matter what, your results must satisfy me."

"Uh, I don't understand what you mean, what is the price I need to pay?"

Klein rarely had doubts, but he really failed to find the key point in Snape's words.

"This is the price, Grindelwald, your entertainment time will be greatly reduced in the future, if you can't satisfy me, you can't even rest!"

Snape frowned, his tone still indifferent.

"This"

With a slightly dazed expression, Klein's eyes began to become strange.He endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

It's scary to say, but that's the end?

Klein secretly warned himself that he must never use "conspiracy theories" to speculate on Si Tiaojiao's mind in the future.

"Sorry Dean, I'm just too happy."

Seeing that Snape's expression became more and more unfriendly, Klein quickly suppressed his smile and apologized very obediently.

"Humph."

Snape snorted coldly, his face full of gloom.

But for some reason, the cold snort in Klein's ears felt a little weird
"Now, grab your homework and get out of my office."

Sensing keenly that his majesty seemed to be unable to deter the damn brat opposite him, Snape put on a straight face, and opened the office door with a wave of his wand.

This is to see off guests.

"Good dean."

Klein won't get cheap and play nice.

He nodded honestly, and walked out without thinking.

"Also. Rest well tonight. The silverfish from the Ministry of Magic will definitely ask you a lot of questions tomorrow. It doesn't matter if you lose face, but I won't allow you to damage the face of the Snake Court."

When Klein stepped out of the door with one foot, Snape's gloomy voice sounded again.

"Okay, good night."

Klein was not surprised. From the few words of "Bloodman Barrow" in the afternoon, he had already guessed some clues.It has been five days since the improvement of the "Healing Curse". After counting the time, it's time for people from the Ministry of Magic to show up.

"It's really unpleasant."

After Klein left the office, Snape silently lowered his arms and looked up at the rough stone ceiling.

"Klein's situation is unique, Severus."

Dumbledore's words resounded in his mind again, and he closed his eyes gently.

Nine hours ago, the principal's office.

"Klein's situation is unique, Severus.

A man wandering the world with half a spell book and a broken wand, even if he is only 11 years old, you can't treat him as an ordinary child. "

When Dumbledore said this, his expression was still gentle, but under that gentleness, there was a bit of solemnity that Snape couldn't understand.

"Except for you, almost all the professors have asked me in private whether this kid's "Grindelwald" is the same "Grindelwald". Every time I tell them with certainty, it is the "Grindelwald". Rein is the last direct descendant of that family."

"It's none of my business."

Snape sat opposite Dumbledore, a look of impatience on his sullen face.

Yes or no, what does it have to do with him?
"He's in your Slytherin house."

The old man raised his voice slightly.

"And very ambitious!"

"With all due respect, "ambition" is not a derogatory term, it is an excellent quality that every Snake Academy member possesses."

Even though he didn't care much about external affairs, Snape still had a sense of identity and pride for the academy he came from.

"Severus, I am the headmaster of this school, of course I know the Slytherin traditions, but Klein is different."

Those pure blue eyes flashed in his mind, and Dumbledore sighed softly.

"For such people, secular rules can't restrain them, they will only do what they want."

"Just like you."

Snape spoke suddenly, interrupting Dumbledore.

"Hehe, that's right, it's almost the same as when I was young."

Hearing the words, Dumbledore was taken aback for a moment, and Dumbledore smiled and nodded slightly.

"So, when he grows up, I want him to be the principal of this school!"

"What? You're crazy!"

Hearing this, Snape's expression finally changed a lot.

What is this, a cold joke?
"You don't understand, Severus, you don't understand."

Meeting the shocked eyes, Dumbledore smiled mysteriously.

"He said he was very interested in potions, so I would like you to teach him some potions."

"No."

Rejecting the proposal without thinking, Snape looked serious.

He is not Dumbledore's answerer, his own knowledge, he is qualified to decide whether to pass it on to others.

"I knew it would be like this."

Dumbledore was not surprised, and with a wave of the Elder Wand, a piece of parchment on the desk floated in front of Snape.

"Look at this and you'll change your mind."

"Humph."

With a cold snort, Snape lowered his head and glanced at the contents on the parchment.

Seconds passed by, and he fell into a long silence.

"Okay, I promise."

After an unknown amount of time, Snape nodded with a complicated expression.

James Potter?

No.

He saw himself in Klein Grindelwald.
(End of this chapter)