[HP] Subversion - Destined

"Harry Potter!!!"

A roar of gritted teeth frightened me, and I turned my head stiffly. I saw Snape standing at the door of the restricted area on the third floor with a livid face, holding the unconscious Mari in his left hand, and his right foot was dripping with blood.

"Professor..." I tried to look at him with innocent eyes, but the flames that shot out from those obsidian pupils quickly defeated me——Merlin, the flames should be It's burning Why do I feel frozen and stiff?

Snape pursed his lips and walked towards us quickly, the black robe rolled behind him, his movements seemed a bit unnatural due to his injured foot, but his menacing aura did not diminish in the slightest.Snape threw Mari on top of Ron when he passed by him, and grabbed my collar and lifted me up from the ground, I couldn't even touch the ground with my toes: "Mr. … Potter—Your Excellency the Great Savior... Well, I know what this title stands for—you already possessed extraordinary abilities when you entered school...yes, extraordinary abilities that make you defiant..."

"No, Professor, I didn't..."

"--Professor! Ten points deducted from Gryffindors!" Snape interrupted my defense fiercely, "If not, then what makes you think that an 11-year-old just entering school with a wand might twist his hand to cast a spell? An underage idiot who can stutter and cast a spell easily triggers a magic riot can subdue an adult mountain monster!... Sure enough, I shouldn't expect your stupid brain to judge rationally—being trampled into meat paste by a troll and Which one is more dangerous to get your head pinched by the door panel... because of your serious lack of judgment, you will deduct [-] points from Gran Points!"

"Severus—"

—Merlin!I never found out that you, Professor Dumbledore, are the Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva who saves suffering!I have been repairing in front of the Buddha for tens of thousands of years, only in exchange for your affectionate voice - Severus!

I looked at the white-bearded principal Dumbledore who came out of the corner with extremely pitiful, expectant and grateful eyes - behind him was the shy Quirrell, the stern-faced Professor McGonagall, and Hermione who couldn't hide his worry .

"Hmph." Snape finally put me back on the ground, straightened the neckline of the black robe and stepped aside.

"Harry! Are you all right?" Hermione ran over and looked me up and down, and then carefully examined Ron and the others.I shook my head, and my face became even paler because I suffered the venom of the Snake King at close range just now.Draco had already got up and stood beside Snape silently with his head down, who gave him a bottle of potion—protective, eccentric, shameless, awkward old bat!I cursed in my heart.

Professor McGonagall leaned over to inspect the troll, scanned us with stern eyes, and then nodded to Dumbledore: "I just fainted."

"I have to say, children, your luck is very good. Very few new students survive to subdue the adult troll," Dumbledore smiled and looked around, "First of all, because Miss Weasley didn't obey orders For causing her friends to fall into a huge crisis, Slytherin deducted [-] points. Secondly, for your wrong attack, three gentlemen, each plus [-] points. Finally, for Miss Granger to seek help from the professor in time, plus Top ten."

Alas, what's the use of adding points, only to make up for half of the points that Snape deducted from me just now... I'm still very frustrated.Dumbledore came over and patted me on the shoulder: "Harry, your eyes are very beautiful, just like your mother's." The air around Snape suddenly stagnated - damn it!Is he comforting me or provoking Snape?I hurriedly used the Flying Curse to retrieve my glasses and put them on again—damn, I really want to pull out his beard one by one!

After the mountain monster incident, the relationship between Ron and Draco seemed to be closer. After all, they were companions fighting against the mountain monster side by side, but they still often choked each other after getting used to the previous way of getting along.And Marie was fined by Snape for two months of labor service - she needs to squeeze the slug mucus for two full months, which means that she will get along with slimy bugs until the Christmas holiday, which makes people with slight cleanliness She just couldn't stand it.

"Actually, what I can't stand the most is that I don't even remember everything that happened that night!" Marie collapsed on the desktop in the library in frustration, "Professor Snape must have given me a memory of everything that happened that night!" , otherwise I wouldn't be unable to remember anything... what a pity!"

"At least you haven't been deducted sixty points in one breath." I tried my best to make up the number of words for my thesis on the history of magic. All available time is spent on the training ground.

"Well...Actually, Professor Snape just doesn't know how to care about others. Filter his venom and you will find that he is thinking of you." Marie habitually began to defend Snape.

Ron and I snorted at the same time, and Hermione sighed: "Mary, you can't ask everyone to have your powerful filtering function. What's more, everyone can see that Professor Snape has an interest in Harry. That's an absolute disgust."

"Could it be because of your parents? Harry," Draco suddenly remembered, "When Dumbledore mentioned your mother that day, Professor Snape seemed more... (He frowned and tried to find an adjective)... It's even more breathless."

Ah, Draco was standing next to Snape back then, what a sharp kid.I stopped writing and began to check the whole paper, and said casually: "Have you ever wondered why Snape was in the restricted area on the third floor at that time? You must know that the headmaster asked all the professors to deal with the mountain monster—he was the only one who escaped." He got out of the team, and his foot was bitten by a three-headed dog.” ——I admit that I deliberately led everyone to misunderstand him, who told him to always have trouble with me?Besides, he won't lose a piece of meat if he is misunderstood by others-damn, don't think I didn't see your special treatment for Draco!

"Is he going to steal..." Ron suddenly realized, and Hermione looked up from the three-inch thick book in front of her and began to think.

"It's definitely not what you think!" Marie slapped the table and stood up—fortunately, she cast a silencing spell at the beginning, "Someone released a mountain monster to steal things in the restricted area, and Professor Snape is Go stop that man!"

"How do you know? Didn't you forget?" Hermione hit the nail on the head, "Mary, you worship Professor Snape too much."

"But you can't deny the possibility, don't make random guesses without evidence." Draco obviously preferred to believe Mari's judgment.

"Come on! Because he's the head of your Slytherins!" Ron said angrily.

Seeing Marie's expression of wanting to explain but being unable to speak out, I suppressed a sneer of disdain—Halloween, which could have been easily dismissed, turned out to be deducted [-] points for nothing because of her impulsiveness!Maybe Snape had hurt his leg to save her?Dear little girl, don't you realize that this is the real world and not a novel?I don't know how you got into Slytherin, I hope you can learn a little lesson from it.

I packed up my things while Ron and Draco were exchanging sarcasm, greeted them and went to Quidditch training.

In a later Quidditch match, I enjoyed a crazy ride on a broomstick that was even crazier than a crazy roller coaster.Even though I had made enough mental preparations, I was almost thrown away by the Nimbus Two Thousand—of course, I still caught the golden snitch in the end.On the shore of the Great Lake at Hogwarts, the G&S (Gryffindor and Slytherin) five-member group had a heated debate on this matter.

"Snape wants to kill you! Harry!" Ron flicked his eyes around in horror, as if he was afraid that Snape would appear from somewhere.

"That can't be Ron! Professor Snape is chanting the Curse to save Harry!" screamed Mari—we had to thank the Silencing Charm again, "I said it was Quirrell! He His eyes were fixed on Harry without blinking!"

"I burned the whole row of seats." Hermione brushed back her curly and fluffy brown hair and told me her way of handling it simply, "In fact, most of the people in the seat where Professor Snape was sitting were staring at Harry. Leigh—after all, it's almost impossible for the broom to get out of control. Whether it's out of curiosity or worry, everyone is afraid to miss every scene, so this alone doesn't mean much. But I only saw Snape opening and closing his mouth and reading Curse, and compared to Quirrell, who has no achievements and stammers and is timid, I still think Snape is more suspicious."

"You can't be judged by appearances! And if Professor Snape wants to harm Harry, all he needs is a bottle of potion, so why bother!" Marie retorted confidently.

"Maybe he just wanted to teach Harry a lesson, and let Slytherin win the game by the way." Ron supported Hermione from the sidelines.

"But no matter how you think about it, you shouldn't be suspicious of Quirrell, right?" Hermione looked at Mari in confusion, "I always feel that you know something more than us?"

Mari froze, and could only look at the silent Draco for help.Draco raised an eyebrow, and said coolly: "I'll prove it to you——Slytherin will never disdain and will not commit such a behavior of chicken and dog robbery!"

I turned my back to Mari and gave him a smirk: "We'll see."