The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Question: What should I do if I want to know a person's secret, but the other person won't tell me?

A: Ask his 'nemesis'.

Of course, this rivalry was only Snape's unilateral opinion, because Lupine didn't take it at ease, he was still so calm and natural in class on Thursday.

"Snape's opinion of me...was about half right?" Lupine just sat on the table, although his voice was very gentle, but his mood was a little depressed, "actually the shack is not haunted... Just my old transformation..."

A blank piece of parchment remained on the podium.

He didn't want students to know his humble past: when he was a child, Dumbledore let him study; when he grew up, he had no stable job, and the headmaster hired him.

"But what did you do to make him hate you so much?" Cyrus asked him curiously.

"Actually, it's really none of my business..." Lupine hesitated, "But Snape later found out, otherwise he wouldn't have helped me make the potion... Don't worry, at least I won't be poisoned." die"

Lupine intermittently talked about the bad things in the past: Sirius deliberately let Snape follow me into the secret passage for fun. If Harry's father hadn't stopped him in time, Snape might have died there.

That's when Snape hated them so much, along with innocent Lupine.

"So he thinks you were involved in that prank, too?"

Hermione felt some disgust instinctively, but it was only for Sirius Black, so it was no wonder that Snape fought regardless of the location when they met.

"But what about the follow-up? Didn't Professor Dumbledore do anything?" Cyrus recalled the headmaster's apology that night, and that 'sorry' calmed Snape a little.

"Yes...Principal Dumbledore simply deducted a few points from us and forbade him to tell other people. I always wanted to explain to Snape, but unfortunately I didn't have the chance"

He and Black wore a pair of trousers...and, Snape would forgive no one.

Even as Headmaster Dumbledore, he still looks like that... No wonder Dumbledore didn't stop the enraged Snape.

With their thumbs pressed against each other, Lupine smiled awkwardly, and thinking of something, he said, "Don't tell Harry... the Screaming Shack legend will start all over again"

Because Snape would not give him any more potions, after he passed this month, he would secretly run back next month.

"Don't worry, Harry doesn't care if you're a werewolf or not," Cyrus comforted.

"No, I just don't want him to know..." Lupine rubbed his hands nervously, and then the classroom door was suddenly opened, and he greeted in a panic, "Harry! Come here so early today gone?"

It was Harry, who just had lunch, and he came to continue learning the Patronus Charm.

Ron has been addicted to games recently and can't extricate himself. In addition, the final is coming soon, so he didn't bother his friends. Harry looked at the floor, as if he didn't dare to look directly at Lupine's slightly thin face.

"Yes...I just think what you said makes sense..." Harry recalled being taught a lesson last night, feeling a little guilty.

"It's okay, let's start now. By the way, your friend can give pointers and make a demonstration...if Cyrus is willing," the professor said kindly to him.

As a result, Hermione left first, and when she entered the classroom again, Cyrus saw the food wrapped in her hand, and the two sat in a corner, Hermione was reading homework, Cyrus It was helping Harry practice spells.

Lupine sat in front of the podium, looking at Harry calmly, his gaze never leaving.

Whenever Harry summoned a little white mist with the Patronus Charm, his eyes would light up.

Hermione stretched herself, turned around, leaned her back against the wall, and put her legs together. Cyrus was like a tripod, letting her legs rest on her body. She pressed the hem of the skirt and robe, letting Cyrus Leth's eyes occasionally drifted into the depths of the black shadows.

Ah...that was his subconscious action, luckily Hermione didn't notice.

From the title of her book, it can be known that Hermione is probably looking up the "Werewolf Register", etc., and bills related to werewolf society.

"You want Lupine to apologize to Snape?" Hermione nudged him, causing Cyrus to let out a short exclamation. "You want the Professor dead just say..."

"Then what should we do? Is it going to be so exhausting... At least Snape can help him reconstitute the potion." Cyrus held her ankle, calming the messy calf for a while.

He went on to say, "How about... you take charge of Snape's side?"

"Why didn't you go between Snape and Lupine..."

"If you want your dear housekeeper dead just say so"

Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are in class. If they make the same mistake, Hermione will only be deducted one point + warning, but Cyrus will be deducted five points + ruthless ridicule.

Anyone with a discerning eye can tell which of the two is higher or lower.

Because of Hermione, Ravenclaw can now even compete with Slytherin in Potions class, and the two houses are currently the ones with the least points deducted by Snape.

However, it does not rule out Snape's stereotype of Ravenclaw: smart and not troublesome.

"By the way, how is Ron's Scabbers doing?"

"If you don't get bullied by Crookshanks a little bit every day, you can probably live another year..." Harry wiped the sweat from his brow, ate the chocolate Lupine handed him, and sat aside to rest.

"I heard from Cyrus that he seems to have lived for 12 years?" Lupine put down the vampire paper in his hand, and asked Harry with interest, "I haven't seen anyone who can live so long - old - mouse"

He glanced nonchalantly, and immediately picked up the parchment on the table, tapped it with his wand, observing something intently, Harry noticed the professor's movements.

"Yes...but Ron is going to replace it soon." Harry looked at the parchment with some envy.

It was his confiscated Marauder's Map, which was captured by Snape last weekend. Looking at the Marauder's Map, Harry secretly scolded Malfoy for meddling in his own business.

"If the horse manure didn't provoke Ron that day, there wouldn't be so much trouble," Harry thought angrily.

But then Lupine put the map back in his pocket again, and he shook his head seriously at Harry, like a parent denying his child's wish for a toy.

"Your things were confiscated?" Cyrus gloated at him.

Harry didn't speak, just nodded silently... If George and Fred knew, they would laugh at him, and Snape caught him in less than a year.

He was probably the worst Gryffindor ever?

Of course... just the night tour.

.........

"Ron! Come on...we're in a hurry~"

"Wait a minute, I'm a little bit reluctant to part with Banban again...Can I wait a little longer? Anyway, I'm not in a hurry..."

"Are you stupid? This is a mouse that has only lived for 12 years. The Fantastic Beasts Store says it can replace a gallon! Besides, Scabbers still seems to be willing to part with you."

In the Gryffindor lounge, George and Fred urged their younger brother Ron, they planned to take out Scabbers today, so that Ron could get a brand new owl.

Of course, after the game, Ron needs to pay back.

Banban lay weakly in Ron's palm. Its hair was almost falling out, and it seemed that it would die in the next second. No matter how Ron said goodbye to it, it didn't raise its head to pay attention.

Even can't wait to drill into the cage.

"It looks like it's dying...are we being too screwed?" Ron asked frankly, "Swapping a dying rat to the shop?"

"Let me take a look..."

George pretended to pick up its tail, and then winked. Fred took out a thin needle from the 'Universal Pocket' knowingly, and quickly stuck it on Spotted's ass.

"What are you doing!!" Ron exclaimed, "It's been tortured by Crookshanks... I shouldn't have kept it in the club"

"First of all, it's not just Crookshanks, you have a share; second...look! Isn't it still alive and kicking?"

Banban groaned in pain, dangling in George's hand, grabbing the air with his limbs indiscriminately.

"Okay, okay, you'd better think of the owl's name!" Fred pushed Ron away, "If you want to wait until the holiday, you will have to spend an extra Galleon... Don't you want to buy more big dung eggs? And fireworks?"

"Right..."

Then George threw Banban into the cage, and walked out of the campus with Fred smiling.

'Strange... my mouse is so valuable? ' Ron muttered in his heart, but he immediately became happy when he thought of the owl that he would get soon.

This summer vacation, he can use his own owl to send letters to Harry and Neville...

(Good Calvin... wait a minute, there's another chapter)