Snape's office was unchanged from before, everything looked the same as when he arrived last year.

As usual, there was no second chair in the office. He liked this, sitting and talking while others stood and listened.

"Are you a Parseltongue?" Snape sat on the chair and spoke directly.

"Yes, Professor."

Harry nodded and straightened his back. This posture made Snape frown, as if he was very unhappy.

"It seems that you enjoy the identity given to you by others, haha... the descendant of Slytherin." Snape said gloomily.

"I don't enjoy it, but I don't mind using it...and I haven't admitted this identity." Harry raised a smile on his lips.

"Arrogant, enjoying the attention of others, thinking that by using this identity, you can gain the attention of the whole school, haha, it's just as I expected. It seems that you don't know what trouble using this identity will bring you in the current environment .”

"Professor, I have never admitted it. I will deny it. Of course, it is another matter if they think so!"

boom--

Snape slapped his palm on the table: "You are so self-righteous, quit the competition! Parseltongue! What do you want to do? A maverick pig?!"

"I just do what I want to do." Harry nodded slightly.

He was not afraid of anything Snape said, except that he was afraid of withdrawing from the competition.

After all, objectively speaking, this really cost the college a lot of points.

"I will try my best to make up for my losses and not let others pay for my actions."

These words were so loud that Snape gritted his teeth in anger, but could not utter a rebuttal.

"In addition, I want to recommend Remi Gard as the team captain. Marcus Flint is not suitable for the job." Harry said again.

His hands could not help but clenched nervously. In fact, it was not appropriate for him to say such things, but...

"Are you dissatisfied with my employment decisions?" Snape crossed his arms.

Harry said nothing.

"As long as you have any brains, you will know that one person cannot hold two positions." Snape said calmly.

However, he must make a decision now. This team has fallen apart and must be reorganized, otherwise the rest of this year's games will not be able to continue.

By then, it will really become a joke.

"Then Michael McCeachley! He is responsible enough, I think he can do the job well."

"I don't care!" Snape said: "I just want to win!"

"Then I can't guarantee that you can continue to use Flint and recruit players again." Harry shook his head.

In fact, he didn't know why Snape cared so much about these things.

Ambition? Or because I have nothing else to do...

"Don't speculate on my thoughts." Snape said calmly.

"You know Legilimency?" Harry's heart skipped a beat. He had only seen this spell used by Voldemort and Dumbledore.

"Just by looking at your face, I know what you are thinking." Snape sneered angrily.

"Sorry, Professor." Harry nodded and asked doubtfully, "Why did you come to me?"

Snape was a little silent. What could he say after all the words were said, wasn't it just about Quidditch and Parseltongue.

When others make mistakes, they hide them for fear of being caught and punished.

When have you ever seen someone so magnanimous!

This immediately made him feel uncomfortable. The more he looked at this face, the more irritated he felt.

Soon, Harry was kicked out of the office by Snape!

Unexpectedly, as soon as he came out, he met an unexpected person.

"Hermione, why are you here!" Harry was a little surprised.

"After Mr. Jones and Mr. Dumbledore checked, they lifted the ban." Hermione said quickly: "So I came to find you. Malfoy said you were taken to the office."

As she said that, she looked at the office door with lingering fear: "Professor Snape seems to really like... targeting you."

Harry waved his hands carelessly: "This kind of thing...is harmless, as long as he's not Quirrell's kind..."

Since knowing Quirrell, Snape has become much more normal.

"Okay, where are you going next?" Hermione asked.

Harry looked outside. It was only afternoon now. After the anticlimactic football game, they were taken back to the lounge by their teachers, until now.

"I'm going to the Forbidden Forest..." Harry said.

In the evening, the Nobleon Ring was handed over to Hermione. Hermione repeatedly resisted, but finally couldn't refuse at Harry's request. Now that the person behind the Chamber of Secrets has not been found, he was a little worried about Hermione's safety.

Norbert tightened his tail, and the ring was firmly clasped on Hermione's finger.

Hermione's face turned red, right down to her ears. Harry seriously advised her to wear two less clothes since the temperature had not yet completely cooled down.

As for the ring…

Uncle Mu En has so many rings on his hands, either magic tools or other things. He also has one on his finger...

After dinner, he said goodbye to Hermione who was going to the library, and found the two Weasley brothers.

The pair gave Harry a big hug as soon as they saw him and expressed their admiration for his behavior on the pitch. Then he became concerned about whether Harry was bullied after returning to the lounge.

"Don't be stupid, it's good if Harry doesn't bully them." Li Qiaodan was speechless, and then gave a thumbs up: "To be honest, when Mrs. Huo Qi gave me the news, I was completely stunned. Now you are famous."

After this discussion, they returned to the topic of Parseltongue.

"Hufflepuff? They have the most people, and they are also the easiest to follow others' opinions. When we heard the news, we all laughed dumbly. You drove the basilisk to attack Granger? Who doesn't know that you two are friends." Fred laughed. It felt like hearing a big joke.

"But to be honest, the power of rumors is still terrifying." George said seriously, "Harry, you have to be careful in the next few days."

He was vaccinating Harry in advance.

"You...how do you know so well?"

The two looked at each other awkwardly: "Because if any prank happens in this school, it will usually be attributed to us or Peeves."

"But the truth is, we just like to joke a little bit," Fred said.

"Yes, but they want to believe that we did it, and we take the blame every day."

Harry nodded, and Fred and George did not continue to elaborate.

After saying this, they discussed the contents of the questionnaire. When the time comes, Fred and George will distribute these questionnaires. They have the broadest paths, and Harry can't find anyone more suitable than them.

The next day, after a night of fermentation, Harry quickly felt the power of the messages from George and Fred.

In the corridor, everyone he met would stay away from him, and no one dared to approach him.

This was the kind of treatment that only Snape and Professor McGonagall had, and it was replicated in him today.

However, this is just the beginning.

Slytherin was not completely isolated from the other houses, and although word spread slowly in the common room, it eventually spread throughout the school.

Except for the matter of the questionnaire, most Slytherins remained silent on the matter except for some first- and second-year wizards who really couldn't hold back their thoughts.

After the first class in the morning, Harry and Draco returned to the auditorium. It was time for get out of class to end and it was crowded with people.

Suddenly, a girl screamed.

The crowd suddenly became noisy, and a piece of air was separated. Harry and the others stepped back one after another, not wanting to crowd together pointlessly at this moment.

They leaned against the stone pillars in the outer corridor, waiting for the time to clear up.

"Harry! Something's wrong." Draco whispered.

Harry frowned and raised his head, only to find that many eyes were focused on him.

The crowd made a way, and a big snake slowly crawled out.

Oolong Chudong is just a simple transformation spell, and there are too many people who know it.

He didn't know whether he overestimated his ability to bear it or underestimated the power of rumors.

Anyway, he stood up and looked around at the crowd.

However, just when he was about to speak, a voice appeared before him.

"You guys don't think that Parseltongue is a circus trick for you to perform for you!"

Behind Harry, robes were flying, and several tall figures in black robes with green edges appeared, blocking his way.

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