[HP] Subversion - Destined

"Sev, personal affairs aside, do you think there is a more suitable candidate besides me?"

Snape's dark eyes fixed on me, "Are you really not understanding or pretending not to understand? The Ministry of Magic has made you a spiritual pillar of the wizarding world. This is already the limit they can accept - what they need It is an obedient savior, not a savior with leadership. Once you set up a so-called DA under their noses, where do you go to the Ministry of Magic? Do you want to compete with them for power or profit?? Mr. Potter, Do you despise that only one Dark Lord as your opponent is not enough to show your greatness?!"

"I know it's difficult, so I need your help." Holding his hand, I thought I looked at him sincerely, and he struggled hard, but couldn't break free, "You know, without your help , that toad will easily find us, so you must agree!"

"Are you ordering me?" Snape narrowed his eyes suddenly, and the aura around him became stronger and stronger.

I opened my eyes innocently: "Where, how dare I order you?" I grabbed his collar and approached him, the tip of my nose pressed against his nose, "I'm—threat? Threate? You! ^_^"

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Since the beginning of this semester, there have been more curious and admiring sights than when I first entered school, making me feel like I have changed from a monkey juggling on the roadside to a monkey watching in a zoo.

"Harry, when did you come back yesterday? What happened to Umbridge?" Ron patted me on the shoulder, and I frowned slightly and moved aside while supporting my waist.

"Hey! Ron, take it easy, didn't you see that Harry was uncomfortable?" Hermione gave him a white look.

"Where does it hurt?"

Looking at Ron's curious eyes, I squinted at Hermione sadly, can't she be so perceptive? "It's okay, it flashed to the waist."

"Harry! Can you take a picture with us? Can you sign us? My parents know that you can keep Hogwarts safe, and they all want to see you!" Colin pulled his younger brother excitedly stop us.

"Well, actually..." I wanted to say that I couldn't guarantee their safety, but when I saw their sparkling eyes, I suddenly couldn't say a word, sad world, sad Ministry of Magic...

Hermione winked at me and answered for me: "Just this once, don't look for Harry again, you know, Harry is going to take the OWL exam this year, so he's very busy."

"Okay, okay!" Colin was very excited, and pulled his younger brother to stand beside me, but just as he raised the camera, a flash of light came in an instant, and with a sound of "pop", black smoke rose, and the camera It looks scrapped.

"Muggle items are not allowed at Hogwarts." Umbridge walked over with a twist.Colin was left tearfully holding his camera.

Looking at her back, a surge of anger surged into my heart, and I waved my magic wand trying to restore it to the original state, but another magic spell disappeared the camera before me.I took a deep breath and looked directly at Umbridge who turned around with a smile at some point: "Professor, Hogwarts has never had this rule..."

"It's available now." Umbridge interrupted me, squinting at me, "No magic in the hallway, 10 extra points for Gryffindors, come to my office at six o'clock in the evening for labor services, Potter gentlemen."

"Yes, Professor." I lowered my eyes expressionlessly, and Umbridge left very satisfied after receiving my submissive reply.

"This woman is disgusting!" Ron shook his fist angrily at her disappearing figure, "She's clearly aiming at Harry! She's on par with Snape!"

"Ron! Professor Snape is different from her, don't just look at the surface. And you are a prefect now, you should also pay attention to your own image!" Hermione rolled her eyes and began to comfort the depressed Colin, Don't bother with him anymore.

Ron muttered something unhappily, then lowered his voice and turned to me: "By the way, Harry, I think I should tell you something. I heard that several Death Eaters escaped from Azkaban." See me With a look of astonishment on his face, he became anxious, "Don't believe me, although it didn't come out, I only found out about it when I eavesdropped on my dad's conversation. This matter was suppressed by the Ministry of Magic."

"When did this happen?" I turned my gaze to the little wizards walking in groups of three or four in the corridor in front of us.

"It's been about a month. In fact, I only heard my father shout excitedly, 'A few Death Eaters have escaped from Azkaban a month ago...' and then it's gone." Ron was embarrassed Scratching hair.

"Since the Ministry of Magic has suppressed it, it's best not to let other people know these words. Go to class." I pulled him to change the subject.

Due to the OWL exam this semester, all courses began to get tense, and he didn't even feel like sleeping in History of Magic class, not to mention Potions.

Snape slammed the door aggressively, glanced coldly at the students below, and said quietly: "There will be a very important exam in June next year, I don't want to see your grades below A - even if you are undoubtedly idiots! Neville was startled by his suddenly raised voice, "Of course, I'm very happy to say goodbye to most of you idiots in another year. In my advanced potions class, only OWL exams are allowed. Whoever gets the O gets in."

"Today, we're going to brew a potion—white fresh. Its effect is to stop bleeding and heal wounds, and it's very suitable for those of you Gryffindors with excess energy who treat their muscles as discipline." Following Snape's voice, There were some laughing voices from the Slytherin group, "All the steps are recorded on the blackboard. If you don't lose one of your eyes, don't miss a word for me!" He tapped the blackboard with his wand, densely packed with writing on the blackboard appears above.But at this moment Hermione raised her hand high, and Snape glanced at her and nodded to signal her to speak.

"Professor, Baixian didn't appear in this year's textbooks. It's a relatively uncommon potion. You probably won't get it in OWL, right?" Hermione bravely faced Snape's cold expression. It attracted the whispers of the Gryffindors who were already dissatisfied with Snape.

"Quiet!" Snape slapped the podium hard, and the audience heard a pin drop again. He looked directly at Hermione, his eyes were gloomy and sharp, "Miss Granger, are you questioning the authority of the professor? Should I Remind you, I have brought out all the students who passed OWL at Hogwarts in the past ten years? Oh, I forgot, this conclusion did not appear in this year's textbook tutorial, so people like you who only know how to memorize books , the brain doesn’t know how to spin.” Snape paused, and someone in Slytherin snickered again, but Draco stared back fiercely, “I can tell you clearly, from the fifth to the seventh grade, It is the first class content of all students, its importance is self-evident, you, do you have any questions?"

Hermione was not intimidated by his sarcasm, but became more perceptive: "So, the professor means that learning this practical potion that can be used to protect oneself is more important than the potion that is often tested in exams? Is it because of the revival of the dark forces?" At this moment, both Slytherin and Gryffindor exploded, and I couldn't help but touch my forehead, Merlin, you just need to know these things yourself, do you have to say them publicly?

Snape knocked on the podium again to suppress the noise below, with his arms folded across his chest, his steady gaze slowly swept across the ignorant little wizards, his voice was soft but full of menace, "I take back what I just said, Granger Miss, it's not that your brain doesn't know how to spin, it's that your brain is completely on the wrong line to come to this conclusion-I repeat, whoever fails the OWL exam of Potions is waiting to bear my wrath! No, let me repeat that a third time!" He stared intently at Neville until the latter let out a terrified sob, "Now, you have an hour and a half, let's go."

No matter what, everyone started to concentrate, otherwise Snape's point deduction would not have been covered.Snape was wading around the classroom, making all the little wizards nervous. I glanced at Hermione who was able to ignore Snape's urgency and handle the materials correctly, and I couldn't help but admire her.

"Potter, are your eyes slanted? Or are you actually manipulating someone else's cauldron with your gaze?" Snape gave me a sideways glance. Half of my body, leaning over as if observing my movements carefully, a soft voice whispered in my ear, "Is your waist okay?" With my back hurting, I kept my face expressionless: "Professor, you are blocking my light." Such obvious words earned the implicit admiration of several people around me.

Snape straightened up slightly, "Potter, what is required on the blackboard is to dice the bezoar, not grind it into foam, may I ask, do you have to lie on the table or give them a quick zoom in order to meet the correct requirement? "

I opened my mouth, and finally swallowed the sentence "Obviously you said before that this medicine will work better", and responded dryly: "I'm sorry, Professor." I can't see anything!Pick up the paper and sprinkle the powder on it into the crucible little by little.

Snape just stood beside me nonchalantly,''Do you think one night is enough?threaten me?Um? ''The slight ending sound reminded me of the madness of last night. I couldn't help shaking my hands, and the bezoar powder was sprinkled into the crucible, and the originally clear liquid was mixed into a mud in less than a second.I rubbed my forehead and groaned, and Snape on the side seemed very happy, "Potter, what makes you think that adding it slowly for 3 minutes is the same as pouring it all in for a second? Ten more deductions from Gryffindor, labor services."

I watched him clean up the mess in the cauldron, "Professor, I have Umbridge's labor service tonight." Snape raised his eyebrows: "Well, of course, we shouldn't I hope that the savior can settle down a little bit, labor and serve, tomorrow."

I gritted my teeth and stared at his back: "Snape, damned bastard for public welfare!" ''The most hateful thing is that he actually replied:''Thank you for the compliment, Potter. ''After class, I confusedly asked Hermione what she was thinking when she made those remarks in class, and she replied: "Harry, didn't you find out? Many people didn't realize the seriousness of the matter! Their thoughts You are still stuck in the Ministry of Magic’s advocacy that the Dark Lord, the savior, will never invade the wizarding world—we all know that you are just an underage wizard who is still in school, and you are not as magical as they imagined. If the Dark Lord attacks, there is no point What should they do when they are ready? So I think it is necessary for everyone to recognize the facts. I have contacted Luna’s father’s cynic, and I will write some articles and publish it on it, hoping to attract people’s attention.”

I was dumbfounded by Hermione's thoughts. I just want more people to learn some useful magic to improve their self-protection ability. She simply planned to reverse the thinking that the Ministry of Magic instilled in everyone.Ron was also dumbfounded: "You really think..."

Hermione gave him a blank look: "Don't just sit around all day, Ron, you're a prefect..."

"I'm a prefect, so I should set an example - big sister, please do me a favor, I'll recite this sentence backwards!" Ron cried and mourned.

"Hermione, you can't ask for a red-haired lion who doesn't necessarily know how to do it just by listening to it hundreds of times." Draco passed by with a smirk, blowing up a piece of the lion's fur by the way.