Hogwarts: Atypical Slytherin

Miss Albert does have Veritaserum in her personal inventory. This medicine is very difficult and requires many precious medicinal materials, precise techniques and a lot of time - she is not reluctant to part with it! However, they were all left in the farm's warehouse.

What Clowney least expected was that Dumbledore actually called their Head of House, Severus Snape, together.

This stern professor was indeed not included in her original plan.

Well, although there was a hint of worry that the professor would think that he was not valuing his own life and exploring everywhere.

But she found out that it was all an accident! If you really need to blame, blame Black Cat!

Crowney thought of an excuse for himself.

In front of Snape's private office, Miss Albert carefully hid her figure behind Dumbledore.

"Severus." Dumbledore said affectionately, "It seems that we have something to trouble you now."

Snape looked very unhappy. He thought there was another problem with a certain wizard with "furry trouble".

He disliked nagging from other people, even if that person was the Headmaster of Hogwarts.

Snape asked angrily: "What's the matter? Dumbledore?"

"We need some veritaserum, and a witness." Dumbledore said, "But given the relationship between you... maybe we can wait until we confirm this matter before telling you. It would be a better s Choice."

"Since you're not going to tell me." Snape's face looked as if Fawkes had dropped the feather into Snape's cauldron when he came to deliver the news, completely ruining the potion he had been brewing for several days. That stinks. "Then you shouldn't have told me."

Snape turned away and was soon back in front of the door. He no longer even had the leisurely elegance to greet Dumbledore: "Just a little, you know."

"Dumbledore, I don't know what kind of plans you have." Snape's face was expressionless. No matter how well Miss Albert hid, the dean of Slytherin House could still pretend to be... The eyes of the sky usually find him, and of course, this time is no exception.

He rarely showed some tenderness: "That's a child, Dumbledore."

No one has thought of it, or will never think of it. Such a sentence could come out of Snape's mouth.

Clooney was a little embarrassed, but felt warm in his heart. After all - when face to face, Snape rarely expresses his kindness so directly, let alone such a tender side.

He actually seemed a little worried about Dumbledore, but what was there to worry about?

Dumbledore is the headmaster of this school and he knows many of her secrets. He wouldn't harm him no matter what.

And...why? It's better for "them" not to meet?

Is there something going on between Professor Snape and Sirius Black?

Clooney felt strange. After walking out of the cellar, she finally couldn't help but ask.

Dumbledore shook his head and did not answer her.

So Clooney stopped asking. It was very impolite to inquire about this person's privacy without his permission.

Clooney was silent for a moment, she respected Dumbledore's decision.

After getting the truth serum, they rushed out like flying. But before reaching the school gate, Dumbledore stopped. He patted his head and smiled at her: "Actually, we have a faster way."

"What method?" Before Clooney could think clearly, Dumbledore quickly pulled her wrist.

Just like they had done so often before, the movement was so smooth that it was just a blink of an eye. They arrived at the clearing outside the Forbidden Forest.

No one noticed him, not even the animals.

Dumbledore put the Veritaserum in his pocket, and when he raised his hand, his figure disappeared.

"I'll follow you."

His voice rang in Clooney's ears, very softly.

Clooney didn't nod, she just walked slowly towards the cave.

The cave was empty, with only the ever-burning lamp still flickering dimly.

The light outside is so dazzling that even though there is insufficient lighting in the cave, visually, the entire cave seems to be guided directly into the sunlight.

The cave was empty, and only the green curtains could be seen fluttering back and forth in the wind driven by the emptiness. The sofa was made to look like a tomato, and when mixed together, it looked like tomatoes and scrambled eggs.

Miss Albert shook her head at the blank space, folded the sofas to hide them behind her, then sat on the huge tomato and started reading.

If it weren't for the current situation that confused the old man, he might have been a little leisurely and elegant to praise the little girl's extraordinary aesthetics and creativity.

Clooney didn't even raise his head, flipping through the torn magazines in his hands. She already knew the reason why Bu Laitu didn't stay in his den.

She didn't wait long, but when the sun gradually moved from the east and the cave no longer needed lighting and she could see clearly what was inside, she waited for the animal she wanted to wait for, or in other words, the person she wanted to wait for. :

Bright stuck out his tongue in laughter and rushed into the cave. He seemed to be very relieved about this temporary residence. Even after some exploration, he did not get any useful information and could only find a little bit of the rat tail of the bastard. I can't always catch it...

He drank water gurglingly, and the water glass in the basin splashed everywhere with his violent movements, even making the hair on his chest like a lady's scarf wet and dripping down, but he didn't do it at all. care.

Of course, he noticed the gaze of this temporary owner. Brightu's dog eyes rolled up, looking very ghostly, and then he wagged his tail perfunctorily.

The girl didn't know when she put down the magazine, clasped it on the table, and stretched her hands as if to reach the long wool rope on the side.

All right. Although Mr. Bu Laitu is already very tired, he can be merciful and play an emotional game like dog tug-of-war with her for a while. Seeing as how she was distracted enough to look at him while she was studying.

What he didn't expect was that the moment he turned around, countless vines rose up again from the earth-covered ground, trapping him firmly on the ground. A very familiar magic wave circulated, and he could not break it even with brute force.

What kind of trick is this?

Bu Laitu was not frightened. He thought it was some so-called dog grooming, oiling of meat pads, and other tricks that in his opinion were no different from torture.

He barked twice in dissatisfaction.

Miss Albert's expression was very strange, and her face was filled with a strange atmosphere.

"I already know who you are, so I won't show you any pictures." She couldn't bear it.

, but began to pull out his wand from his pocket.

The tip of the dark wand was pointed directly at him. Just when Blake thought everything was about to fail, Albert Clowney just lightly revealed the spell she was going to cast next: "Quickly." Confinement.”