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A week later, as the crowd ate breakfast in the Great Hall, the owls flocked in, as usual, fluttering feathers from time to time.

There were six owls holding a long and thin package and howling strangely. Everyone looked up, and the six owls hovered over the Gryffindor long table. Then, they let go of their claws and took the package. Throw it down.

The package was thrown in front of Harry Potter, the savior, and the food in front of him was swept away and even fell to the ground.

Then another owl flew over and dropped a letter on top of the package.

Alberta could tell at a glance that the long and thin package could only be a broom. As for the model?Oh, that's not the point.

Draco was so nervous that he almost stood up, and if Alberta hadn't glanced at him in the end, he probably would have done so. "It's a broom! That Potter really went in!" There was no doubt that Draco was obsessed with Quidditch.

Neil: "We all know it's a broom, you don't need to explain it."

Blaise: "Or, Xiaolong, are you jealous?"

Draco: "Who, who is jealous! =皮="

The black-haired girl looked over with heavy eyes: "I'm not jealous, why are you stuttering?"

Draco: "........."

Everyone: It was a heavy blow, looking at that Malfoy guy almost made him vomit...

The black-haired girl lowered her eyes and said, "Look, what a great opportunity. He really is...a teammate like a pig."

Everyone was silent, wondering whether to mourn for the savior who has teammates like pigs, or feel sad for the savior who has opponents like gods?

...is there a difference between the two?

Ah, probably the difference between the degree of psychological discomfort is heavy or more serious?

Soon, the news that the savior Harry Potter possessed a Nimbus 2000 and joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team spread throughout Hogwarts.

Alberta, who was sitting in the common room near the fireplace, snapped the book in her hand, and the words written in thick black on it were very obvious.She scanned the few people sitting around her and said, "It's time to give them a warning."

Blaise leaned forward a little and asked, "What are we going to do?"

Alberta smiled: "Do nothing."

"Eh? Are you just waiting to die?" Draco was the first to yell.It was a pity that he could not participate in Quidditch in the first grade, but now, that Potter was able to make an exception to join, which made him have been in a low pressure state for the past few days.

The black-haired girl threw the book in her hand, and didn't seem to care about Draco catching it in a hurry: "If you do something, it will make people feel that you are against the savior. What's the point of going against the savior?" What's the benefit? No. Then why do you have to do anything wrong?" She adjusted her sitting position to make herself sink into the soft sofa more comfortably, and when Draco complained in a low voice, she said, "Read that book carefully. Then Tell me what you learned."

Seeing her massaging her forehead with her hands, Neil couldn't help asking, "Are you tired recently?"

Alberta looked up at him, her brown hair was almost black under the light of the fire in the fireplace, but his light brown eyes became lighter, revealing a trace of concern.She shook her head and said, "It's nothing, Professor Snape has been looking for me more recently."

She wasn't lying, indeed, Professor Snape had been looking for her a lot recently.It's not confinement, it's just a simple questioning.

Alberta has wondered if she did something to make Dumbledore pay attention to her.But then she dismissed the idea.

Not Dumbledore.All of this is just Professor Snape's personal behavior.

Draco hesitated a little, and he said, "Need, do you need my... help?"

"No. I can handle it."

Pan Xi smiled and leaned on her body: "If your Highness has any instructions, you can tell us directly."

Alberta raised her forehead: "Pansy, when did you follow their example and start calling you Your Highness?"

"Isn't it nice? I think this title is good." Pan Xijiao smiled and looked at Draco again, "We all think that compared to Draco, you are more capable of having this title, Your Highness."

Draco: "………………… what business does it have to do with me?"

Blaise: "Oh, who told you to be Malfoy?"

Neil also stepped in: "Oh Malfoy, why are you Malfoy?"

Alberta twitched the corner of her mouth, and kicked over: "Don't say such things in such a tone, I can't even look directly at Shakespeare's works..."

Naturally, Draco didn't know what Romeo and Juliet was, and he didn't know who Shakespeare was, but it wasn't hard for him to judge that what Neil said just now was definitely not a good thing.He turned black, but turned to Blaise: "Who is Shakespeare?"

"Oh, Xiaolong wants to know this~ Then let my sister tell you~" Panxi smiled, and called Daphne who was sitting not far away, ready to teach him a lesson.

A day later, the wind in Hogwarts changed.From a day ago when everyone envied the savior Harry Potter for owning the Nimbus 2000 and entering the Gryffindor Quidditch team, now he feels that even celebrities should not openly violate school rules.

And the instigator of all this, Alberta Mayne, is currently in the office of Head Slytherin.

It wasn't the first time she came to Professor Snape's office, especially this semester, she came to report almost every week.

And now, after letting her in, Professor Snape didn't speak, just let her stand aside, while he was correcting his homework with a pen.

Although he has been here several times, this is the first time that Alberta has time to observe the large glass jars that are placed on the shelves along the wall.

Just as she was looking at Kabbah's specimen with great interest and studying the so-called hole in the top of the head, Snape's deep and smooth voice sounded: "If you have enough brains, you should know that in the professor's office You should just stand quietly and wait, instead of... looking around like a Gryffindor looking for something to entertain you..."

"Oh, Professor Snape, your Kabbah's specimen is quite complete. I've been wondering what to do with the top of the head." Alberta smiled back and asked.

Snape was breathless, he stood up abruptly, and looked down at her: "Tell me, a Slytherin student, what do you mean by 'how to deal with the top of your head'?"

Alberta hooked the corners of her lips and said, "It's just... anatomy, you know, Professor Snape."

As if caught by her nonchalant tone, or thinking of something else, his expression changed, he took a few steps quickly, and stood in front of her: "I think, as a standard Slytherin, one should know what murder is." Then move. Then, Miss Mayne, can you tell your poor Potions master what you... did?"

Alberta blinked, as if wondering why he was so angry, organized her language a bit, and replied: "I think, Professor Snape, you should know that my mother is a Muggle, and I The fact that it's a mixed race, oh, just like you." Snape's expression remained unchanged, as if he wanted her to tell everything. "Although wizards look down on Muggles, oh, I didn't mention myself. But there are similar jobs in Muggles, and my mother, she did it."

"Oh? Dissecting... Muggle animals?"

Alberta shook her head: "Of course not. Although there is this job, they all call this kind of person a zoologist. And my mother, she dissects... people." As soon as the words fell, the light in the office It seemed to be getting darker, and Snape's face turned black.

"Of course they are not living people. This is against the spirit of humanitarianism. But it is said that there are still people who secretly do this kind of thing. It happened in World War II, but Professor Snape, you don't need to know this. My mother dissected dead people , because people who die unexpectedly will have some evidence on their bodies, telling the living how they died, and the person who turns these evidence into human language is the forensic doctor, and it is my mother's job."

Snape's eyes had become very hollow, his expression froze as if it had been frozen.Alberta knew that was the effect of Occlumency, she had read about it in several books.

"Oh, I forgot to say that my mother's family has been engaged in this work for generations, so my mother hopes that I can inherit the tradition, and I have learned a lot of knowledge about anatomy." Alberta finally added this sentence.

later……

She was kicked out afterwards, and Snape didn't say a word.But Alberta knew that Snape would not tell Dumbledore about it, but at the same time, he would pay more attention to her.

...but so what?Anyway, she knew that people like Snape were cold on the outside and hot on the inside at best, and sullen at worst, so it wasn't worth mentioning at all.

"The dean didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" After Alberta returned to the cellar, several people surrounded her, and the first to speak was her friend, Neil.

"Do you think something will happen to me?" She raised her eyebrows, a little puzzled by how they looked like they were facing a formidable enemy.

In the end, it was Pansy who spoke first: "We heard that it was Ravenclaw who first raised doubts, and then spread to the entire Hogwarts. We just want to know..."

"You know how I do it, don't you?" Alberta answered, and burst out laughing after seeing the approval in their eyes.

Blaise: "We thought about it, but we couldn't figure out how you did it."

Alberta glanced at Draco, who was lowering his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking. She guessed it was probably the thick black book.

"I just did one thing. I looked at the school rules next to those Ravenclaws, and underlined some of them, that's all."

"That's it?" None of them believed it was that simple.

The black-haired girl nodded: "That's it, and when she got up to leave, she said Potter, Quidditch, and first grade to herself."

Neil suddenly asked: "Are there any girls in those Ravenclaws?"

The black-haired girl glanced at him and confirmed his thoughts: "That's right, there are a few girls in there, they should... be members of that or something organized by Pan Xi."

"It's not 'that what'! It's 'His Royal Highness Support Group'!" Pan Xi retorted without thinking.

Draco: "…………… Pansy, what is that?"

Pan Xi brushed her hair with her hand, raised her chin: "Don't be jealous, it's not your share."

Draco: "…………………"

The author has something to say: I did the experiment at 06:30 today, and I didn’t have dinner until [-] o’clock. It’s really hard QAQ

There will be a class meeting tomorrow afternoon, and I may not be able to eat dinner on time... Damn it, I just want to eat dinner on time!

This chapter came out in a hurry, I hope there are no BUG_(:з」∠)_

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