HP Knockdown and Counter Knockdown

Snape poured himself a cup of tea, he needed to ease his tense nerves now, obviously, facing the godson in mermaid form was much more difficult than in human form, why didn't he realize that Draco was like a drama queen before Also can't control his volume, not to mention that when it was in mermaid form, it almost killed his ears.

"I don't think Mr. Malfoy's current state is suitable for continuing to go to school. Sev, when will the antidote be prepared?" Dumbledore saw that Snape had no intention of making him a cup of tea, so he could only do it himself. up.

"Just because he can't walk, doesn't mean his brain has degenerated into a fish." Snape said bluntly. They had already discussed this issue when Draco was still sane.

Draco didn't want to be taken back by Lucius to stay in his luxury bathtub at home, or with the goldfish in the Pengshui, because Narcissa's tears would turn his skin into pickles.And Snape also thought that if the little bastard continued to skip class when the exam was about to be, he would definitely fall behind the schedule, and he hated to see Gryffindor overtake Slytherin again.

"Well, since this is Mr. Malfoy's own wish." Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders without forcing, and put three sugars in the black tea.

"I remember that Madam Pomfrey seemed to say that your teeth need to reduce the intake of sugar." Snape said coldly, and Dumbledore glanced at the young Potions professor with an aggrieved look, and finally put down up.

"Three candies will definitely make you regret it, let alone four. I don't want to be caught and supervised by Madam Pomfrey anymore, Albus." Snape said coldly, he didn't care Did Dumbledore have another toothache, just don't interrupt his time with potions.

"Okay." The lovely headmaster of Hogwarts couldn't stand Professor Snape's sarcastic remarks anymore, and waved his wand to let the black tea go where it should go.

"Fox will drink straight up."

Dumbledore: "...it's just a bird."

"It's no ordinary bird."

"Let's continue talking about little Mr. Malfoy." Dumbledore coughed and put away the candy in his hand, and Snape snorted in agreement.

"I think little Mr. Malfoy is obviously not fit to stay in your bathtub all the time, Severus."

"I didn't plan to do that." Snape frowned, but he really didn't think about how to arrange his godson, if he turned into a little snake, he could still put him in his pocket, under his nose Watch over the little bastard so he can keep up with his studies instead of picking on Potter all the time.

"How about the Black Lake?" Dumbledore blew on the black tea, and he still poured himself another cup, but he didn't add sugar, just added a lot of milk.

"He's my godson, not bait." Snape narrowed his eyes. Although he never really showed his love for his godson, no one could say that Snape didn't favor Draco.

"I will take some measures to protect little Malfoy. Severus, the water quality in the Black Lake is the most suitable for Mr. Malfoy. I mean, there are more than one mermaid there." Dumbledore laughed For a moment, Snape remained expressionless.

"Don't forget, that group of mermaids turned my godson into this."

"Oh, of course, but little Mr. Malfoy is also at fault. He shouldn't have said such disrespectful things to the other party. Mermaids are notoriously jealous and vengeful. I thought I had already taught that in the first grade."

"If you mean the male mermaid flirting with its head, Albus, did you ignore that damned mermaid trying to tease my godson?" Snape directly ignored what Dumbledore said later, and said in a flat tone The word "scratch one's head and pose".

Dumbledore laughed, with a blue light shining behind the half-moon glasses, "Oh, dear Sif, that was a good experience, after all, it fully explained the charm of little Mr. Malfoy, and the mermaid is very Picky species."

Snape snorted coldly, "It's a nightmare, I believe my godson thinks so too."

"Okay, let's skip that. Little Mr. Malfoy will stay in the Black Lake until you make the antidote, and I'll put magic on Mr. Malfoy to keep him safe."

"What about Draco's course progress?" Snape frowned, he allowed Draco's waywardness for this purpose, and he obviously couldn't be the right person, because he had to work for the little bastard Crafting antidote and teaching.

"Harry, I think Harry is a good fit."

"It's a silly joke, Albus." Snape said coldly, feeling like Longbottom blowing up another tongs at the mention of the Savior's name.

"This is the best solution, Severus. Harry has powerful magic power, he can properly protect little Mr. Malfoy, and in the Black Lake, I'm afraid I can't get close without strong magic power, because I have to give little Mr. Mr Malfoy offers a little protection."

Snape's brow furrowed even tighter, and Dumbledore just continued, "There's no one more suitable than Harry, Severus."

"If Potter messes up and hurts my godson, Albus, I won't care about you anymore." Snape looked up at the other party, every word seemed to be filled with a trace of anger, and Dumbledore just Choose to bury yourself in a teacup.

When Draco and Harry heard the news respectively, their reactions were surprisingly consistent.

"What! That idiot Malfoy!"

"What! That idiot Potter!"

Draco flapped his tail angrily in his godfather's bathtub, glaring at him, "Why that idiot Potter! I'd rather let Pansy come over!" Draco didn't like Pansy, because that silly girl always He is slimy.

"If you want Miss Parkinson to stick to your tail and refuse to come off, I can go and talk to Dumbledore." Snape sneered, he didn't want to listen to the little bastard complaining about that in his spare time It's a small matter, either Potter has pissed him off again or some girl has gotten attached to him again.

Draco flinched, a little unsure whether Potter hated it more, or being stuck on his tail by Pansy.

"But, but why Potter!" Draco wailed again, he hated Potter.

"Would you rather have Weasley sticking to your tail?" Snape asked sternly.

"Oh! Merlin, Godfather, don't say such horrible things!" Draco covered his eyes, and after a while he put his hands down and stared at him, "Why is even Weasley stuck to my tail? "

"Because you emphasize your own charm all the time, even if your stupid little head got you into this situation and turned into a mermaid." Snape snorted, he felt that he should think about Draco's IQ or EQ, obviously, he did not inherit some of Narcissa's excellent qualities.

"Oh, that's true." Draco looked a little smug, Snape rolled his eyes, and didn't know which guy was still howling in grief just now.

"Wait, but why isn't Potter sticking to my tail?" Draco pouted, resentful that Potter wasn't slumped under his house pants.

"Because you're always thinking about how to kill each other when you meet each other." Snape threw out the answer impatiently, then used magic to shrink Draco and put it in the glass, ignoring the blond boy's wailing , went directly to the Black Lake.

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