I'm playing a big knife at HP

The next morning, Professor La Rosa grew two hands in the Great Hall.

This is the specific situation.

Professor La Rosa took a sip of coffee while eating breakfast, then suddenly spit the liquid back into the cup and stood up abruptly.Beside her, Professor McGonagall spilled her own pumpkin juice with a cry of alarm before she could frown at her table manners.Pumpkin juice spilled on Professor Flitwick's sleeve, and he jumped up, tripped over a chair, and fell under the long table.

Two lumps swelled up on Professor Larosa's back, and they quickly grew bigger, soon rattling her robe.She immediately covered her chest with one hand, grabbed the table knife with the other and cut open the fabric behind her back. Two pure white arms stretched out from behind her—at first they were only the size of a child's arms, but they grew to the size of her own. The arms stopped only when they were similar.

At this time, the whole auditorium noticed the abnormality in the teacher's seat. The students were in an uproar. The children who sat far away stood up one after another and stretched their necks to see more clearly. Everyone had unbelievably excited expressions on their faces. .

Before eight o'clock in the morning, a professor had grown two extra arms. Even the magic school was not so lively every day.The children were overjoyed.

Marciana took out a small bottle of antidote and gulped it down, staring at Snape viciously.Snape didn't even bother to hide it, and while admiring Marciana's predicament with gloating eyes, he picked up another half of a roasted tomato, looking very satisfied.

"Severus!" Minerva yelled reproachfully.

"It's a harmless little joke that makes people randomly grow an extra body part," Snape spread his hands exaggeratedly, "I didn't expect that either. I thought Professor LaRosa would grow an extra head— I think she needs it, doesn't she?"

The children who heard Snape's words looked at him in horror. Within 5 minutes, Snape's prestige among the students reached a new height: After all, a professor who is not afraid of drugging his colleagues, can you still expect him to show mercy to his students?

"I knew he wasn't just threatening when he said he was going to poison us!" Ron said firmly.Neville shuddered, Harry looked at Snape resentfully, Hermione put her hands over her mouth and stared at Marciana, looking extremely worried.

Marciana gritted her teeth and stood up, but she almost lost her footing because she was not used to the extra weight on her back.Snape let out a loud sneer.She strode away from the teacher's bench, and as she passed Snape, a second left hand slapped Snape's coffee into his lap.She felt a little happier when she heard Snape jump up and knock over the chair and scream in pain as he was burned.

Professor Larosa still had four arms until class - Madam Pomfrey obviously couldn't do anything about them - but she was at peace, demonstrating with a wand in one hand, a lesson plan in the other, and copying the main points on the blackboard with the other. , I can still take a sip from time to time with a glass of water in one hand, which is very comfortable.The students were whispering at first, but then the excitement passed and they felt that this was actually quite convenient. Some even discussed in private what potion Snape was using, and whether they could grow their arms for a day.

Snape had been alert all day, not even leaving his wand from his right hand during lunch.

After all, with Marciana LaRosa's personality, it is impossible not to retaliate.

Snape had actually been on guard all along when he walked back to the cellar after lunch, so when he heard a movement to his left, he quickly raised his wand to point in the direction of the sound, and backed away warily.Unexpectedly, at the next moment, four slender arms protruded from the wall behind him, one covered his mouth, one snatched his wand, and the other two dragged him into an abandoned classroom disguised as a wall .La Rosa pressed him against the wall, watching him with shining eyes and a sly smile on his face.

"Professor Snape, you are so unwise. I was best at fighting when I only had two hands, how could you be so generous as to give me two more."

Snape stared at her angrily, but his hands were firmly pressed, and even his legs were pinned by Larosa's knees, unable to move.A magic cord emerged from the tip of her wand, wrapping Snape round and round in a cocoon, and with one more swing, he was suspended from the ceiling.She carefully weaved a large net with magic ropes, and firmly fixed the cocoon-shaped Snape to a corner of the ceiling. The corners of his mouth were raised high, and a small dimple was looming on his cheek, looking annoyingly happy.

Snape watched her work coldly, "How does it feel to be a spider?"

"Simply awesome."

Marciana tugged at the cocoon-shaped Snape, found that the net was very strong, and nodded in satisfaction.

"What are you going to do with me next?" Snape said dryly. "Suck me dry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he regretted it.

Marciana's eyes widened, a blush flashed across her cheeks, her eyes narrowed dangerously, and she shot a magical rope around Snape's mouth.

Snape stared incredulously at the vengeful woman.

Marciana put her index finger on her lips, tilted her head with a thoughtful look, and tied a bow on Snape's mouth with a magic rope.

She took a few steps back, looked at Snape with the way a painter examines a work, nodded and said, "Perfect."

While hanging Snape's wand on the large net, she explained intimately, "Please rest assured that the magic will disappear before the first class in the afternoon, and it will not affect your teaching tasks."

Finally, she patted the big net lightly, put her index finger and middle finger together and waved lightly from the forehead, "Then... I wish you a happy lunch break."

It's not over.

Severus Snape clearly thought so, and he clearly liked to express his will in action.In the next few weeks, he diligently poisoned tableware, napkins, water glasses, perfume, quills, and even earrings, including but not limited to Marciana. This is an eye-opener for you colleagues.Professor Larosa and Professor Snape also visited the medical wing frequently, which made Madam Pomfrey very nostalgic, and often talked about Snape's youth.

At noon that day, Marciana came to the auditorium to prepare a meal. She opened the folded napkin, sniffed it, and burned it up with a fire in the palm of her left hand.She picked up a table knife, held it up to the light, spelled it out of sight, and took another.Finally, she checked the water glass on her right with a detection spell, filled a glass of clear water, sniffed it carefully, and drank it.

McGonagall looked at her with pity: "Martha dear, how long has it been? Four weeks?"

"This is week five," said Marciana cheerfully.

"The two of you...didn't talk to each other, let's resolve the differences?"

"Ah, I had a good time, and I think Professor Snape also..." She was talking and suddenly found that Professor McGonagall's face changed.

"My God Martha, your face..."

Marciana lowered her head and found that the skin on her hands had turned a light blue color, and the color was getting darker and darker.She hastily drank a powerful antidote, and swallowed a small piece of bezoar, suppressing her nausea.Well, the color didn't get darker anymore.

She looked at Snape, and found that Snape was also leaning his upper body, looking sideways at her.

"How did you do it?" she asked almost in admiration.

"Why don't you guess?" Snape said triumphantly. "If you guess sixty percent of the time, I'll tell you."

"Oh! Accept the challenge." Marciana nodded and hurriedly left the table, but Dumbledore stood up and looked at Snape sternly, "Severus, this is the potion I was thinking of." ?"

Snape neither denied nor admitted, just shrugged.

"I thought the recipe for this potion had been lost."

"It was not lost in the time of Tibias Casas."

"Severus," Dumbledore said, staring at him blazingly, "this poison is deadly."

Professor McGonagall gasped, and the teachers all stared at Snape.

He wanted to sneer a few more words, but he lost his appetite under the stares of so many people, so he stood up, walked to Dumbledore, and reluctantly stuffed a bottle: "Special antidote. 24 It can be taken within an hour. She will be fine until her skin turns black."

Snape walked to the cellar alone.He walked down the long hallway, wondering why he felt a little disappointed.Maybe he wished he could give the antidote to La Rosa instead of Dumbledore.Maybe he wanted the opportunity to tease her, maybe he wanted her to admit defeat to him, maybe the teaching life was too boring for him to enjoy this little war a little too much.

He walked to the courtyard and stopped.Marciana LaRosa's office can be seen here, with her window open, implying that she is inside.Maybe she had lunch alone at the office.He thought of the bright sunshine in the atrium shining through the windows on her face when they were sorting out Casas's books together.Her eyes evoke the blue skies and waters of the Mediterranean, and her scent evokes the tangerines and lemons of Sicily.Even though she is also British, she looks so much like her Italian father, every hair and every inch of skin is soaked in sunshine.

Snape suddenly felt less interested.

He stepped forward and continued to the cellar, so what if he won once, he thought.

Forget it.

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