[HP] Missy and Mischief

"Hurry up and deal with a whole bucket." Professor Snape's indifferent voice came from behind the dense white mist.

Cassandra stared at the vat of stunned toads in front of her, feeling a surge in her stomach.But she put on the dragonskin gloves without any complaints, grabbed the toad and began to skin the toad and let it bleed.

If a temporary delay can reduce the workload, Cassandra will definitely do it, but countless experiences in the past three years have told her that toad skin is just the beginning, and there will be unicorn grinding, scarab eyeballs, and binding Porcupine quills and other tedious raw material handling work.

As a reward, Professor Snape would teach them some simple material handling techniques and potion refining know-how—not consistent with the textbooks, but very easy to use.

Cassandra's movements became faster and faster. At the beginning, she still had to figure out where to cut the knife. When the whole toad in the bucket was only a layer of bottom, she could already hold this disgusting thing with one hand. The other hand skillfully severed his central nervous system, and he could also separate his eyes to appreciate the graceful way the Potions Professor stirred the crucible:

Three and a half turns clockwise, one turn counterclockwise, add hyena leaves and peppermint, five more turns counterclockwise…

It's a pity that Cassandra can't recognize more materials, and Professor Snape seems to have repeated the process many times, and the speed between his fingers flying up and down is so fast that he can't see clearly. Naturally, he has no way of judging whether he is What to do, but what is certain is that this potion is very precious - just a rune snake egg of thirteen galleons can give a glimpse.

Professor Snape seemed to be aware of her gaze, and said in a silky and sinister voice without looking back: "Miss Wolflin, it seems that the task is too light for you, so that you have time to appreciate my Exclusive performance?"

"No such intention." Cassandra skillfully brought out a set of rhetoric, "I was just fascinated by the wonderful smell of white smoke and fragrance wafting from the simmering cauldron."

This time Snape shot her an immediate look with his deep black eyes.

"This is not something you can master now, even if you have some thin... potion talent." He moved his thin lips lightly, and said a pitiful compliment.

Cassandra accepted this "compliment" silently, because her father told her more than once that "people who are excellent in certain fields always have eccentric tempers", and the whole school, Slytherin students suffered Her torment is already minimal, what else is she dissatisfied with?

She didn't dare to stare at the dean anymore, and shifted her gaze to other places.

Snape's office is just like his own, rigorous, meticulous and mysterious, with weird potion materials soaked in preservatives, glass bottles arranged on the shelves in alphabetical order, and there is little else private belongings.However, Cassandra noticed that there was an additional picture of the moon phase on the wall, marking each full moon moment with tiny handwriting, which made her realize that today is another full moon night.

After a long time, Cassandra finished purifying an ounce of dragon's blood, and the liquid surging in the deep-mouthed cauldron in front of Snape gradually evaporated, until only a thin ounce of blood was left. The bottom of the layer is a deep lime-gray color, with bubbles constantly bubbling up.

Professor Snape poured it into a crystal goblet, picked it up and was about to leave the office, but the corner of his black robe spun around on the ground and stopped again.

"Wolflin, you come with me." He didn't give Cassandra a chance to refuse, a malicious gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Huh? Okay, Professor." Cassandra followed behind his billowing black robe and closed the office door.

She had long thought of coming out to get some air.The whole room was filled with the fishy smell of frog brains and the bitter smell of potions. The "beautiful fragrance" probably only existed in the first class the dean gave to the freshmen.

The ever-changing stairs brought them to the fourth floor, and it wasn't until she saw "RJ Lupin" on the door plate that Cassandra realized that the bubbling potion in Professor Snape's hand was for Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor Lupine's.

There were small voices coming from the door, one of which she recognized as Potter's, who was pleading urgently to stay and learn "that powerful spell that can be used against dementors"; Stopped him and said "not today, Harry, you'll have a chance to learn"...

This is a bit weird.

Cassandra recalled the third-year rumors that Lupine instructed the Longbottoms to insult Snape, plus Professor Snape's enthusiasm for the Defense Against the Dark Arts position...

She had every reason to suspect that the dean had actually come to poison Professor Lupine to death.

Unfortunately, there was someone inside the door who had the same idea as her, and that was the "hero Mr. Black" who happened to step out of the fireplace with long legs.

"Aha, you greasy snot!" Sirius didn't even have time to say hello to the other two in the office - Lupine and Harry, who came to learn the Patronus Charm, and immediately raised his wand and aimed at "No Come yourself," Snape.

In all fairness, Blake looks great now, with his unruly beard shaved off by Dr. St. Mungo's, and his unruly black hair tied behind his head with a red-gold ribbon. The mature allure of a man in his 30s.

"I knew it—I knew it! You'll always want something that doesn't belong to you! Severus, a professorship is very convenient for you to bully Remus and Harry in school, right?" Black's gray eyes Glittering, "Harry told me that you have treated him unfairly since the first grade, unreasonably deducting points, confinement and labor services, and slandering his potion level!"

"Stupid, clueless Black...It's obviously more difficult to expect a little wisdom in your brain than to resurrect Potter's arrogant father, right?" Snape had a terrible sneer on his face, and it was difficult to judge for a while Which face has more hate.

Enraged, Harry tried to run towards Snape, but was stopped by Lupine.

"You've misunderstood, Sirius," Lupine explained eagerly, "it's not what you think - I can explain - Severus came to see me -"

"Are you here to poison?" Black said what Harry had been trying to say, with a frenzied light in his eyes, "I want to know what kind of ecstasy he gave Dumbledore... sure he stood Our side... even gave Hogwarts shelter..."

"Fuchsia!"

"The spell stops!" Snape quickly raised his hand and raised his wand to fight back. The two spells collided in mid-air, sparking red sparks.

He stuffed the goblet into Cassandra's hand, and more than half of the potion in the glass spilled out.Snape even gave up on torturing Black with vicious spells, and punched the handsome man directly on the nose, and the two rolled on the floor, wrestling.

Cassandra gasped, she was sure that Sirius' nose bone had suffered an accident under the blow.

And Lupine was trying hard to separate the wrestling Sirius and Severus, "Stop the fight, this is Hogwarts! Sirius—"

But it was no easy task. During the punching and kicking, Harry's round-rimmed glasses were also blown out, and he had to fumble for his glasses on the ground first.

Cassandra didn't know how to react to the funny scene in front of her. Her first thought was to use the Patronus to send a message to the headmaster, to see his outstanding graduates fighting at their alma mater after so many years...

But things did not end with the traditional drama of one party with a bruised nose and one party looking for teeth all over the floor. Outside the window, a round of full moon rose higher and higher as time went by, until it hung high in the heart of the sky.

The clear radiance of the full moon spilled all over the ground through the glass, and reflected diamond-shaped patterns on everyone's bodies.

The figure that Black and Snape were fighting suddenly froze.

The pair of rivals showed an extraordinary tacit understanding at this moment.

"Run!" Black snarled, leaping to his feet, shoving Harry and Cassandra toward the door, and Snape quickly cast a few Binding Charms on Lupine and motioned for the children to stand beside him. Don't come out from behind.

But it was too late, looking over Professor Snape's shoulder, they could clearly see Professor Lupine bathed in the moonlight as a "human" shadow fading away. With a terrible roar, Lupine's head was pulling Long, the body also becomes longer.His shoulders were arched, his face and hands were hairy, his fingers curled into claws*.

"Lupine was a werewolf?!" Harry said in shock, watching Sirius transform into a giant dog as strong as a bear.

"So, all of this is foreshadowing?" Cassandra said with a pale face, clenching her teeth, "The silver ball Boggart...the wolf-shaped patron saint...and the moon phase map in the professor's office! I should have thought of it earlier! Why the hell didn't he drink the Wolf's Poison in advance!"

"Why do you look like you have already speculated—" Harry yelled at Cassandra in bewilderment. While listening to Cassandra's explanation, he was distracted by the tense battle situation on the other side, and he was simply overwhelmed.

"Quentin Trimble's textbook is clearly written! Potter, don't you read?" Cassandra frowned tightly, "I can't understand why the board of directors would let a werewolf teach Teacher, get along with [-] students day and night..."

Harry couldn't answer a word of her sharp retort.

"You speak exactly like Hermione..."

What happened next was clearly as keen as Cassandra could not have predicted it.

In the post-transformation situation, the werewolf becomes very aggressive, and the thick black hair can weaken or even block most spells. Snape and Black obviously don't intend to kill Lupin, which makes the defense extraordinarily difficult……

Black's Animagus nimbly dodged most of the werewolf's attacks, but the dog and wolf fur were still scratched and flying. Snape tried to stop the werewolf from attacking his students, moving his steps from side to side, more like A big frenzied bat.

With an irritated howl, the werewolf jumped over Snape with excellent jumping ability, and faced the two little wizards with sharp claws, the danger was imminent.

"I've had enough."

Cassandra pushed Harry towards Black, and she tore off the glove on her left hand, sinking her slender fingers deep into the werewolf's fur.

——With the majestic current running through this crazy beast, it, or he, finally fell stiffly to the ground after convulsions.

"It's over? What did you do?" This was Harry who didn't see what happened and was confused, while Cassandra had already put on the gloves with a cold face, making it impossible to figure out what she did.

Only Professor Snape gave her a fearful look, but he was extremely silent about it.

"Thank goodness, Harry, you're all right..." Sirius changed back nervously.

"Think about it, how to explain it to Dumbledore." Snape didn't even look at the frozen werewolf on the ground and the pool of precious potions, and angrily dragged Cassandra away from the messy blackness. Office of Defense Against Magic.

The author has something to say:

The content of this chapter has been modified, and it is recommended to re-read it. The basis for Sirius' behavior has been added, that is, Harry finally has someone who can listen to him tell Snape's partiality, and he sues (

I apologize for the slight departure from the original work of the Godfather caused by my inability to write clearly. I also hope that if there are uncomfortable plots in the future, please leave a message. Cherish my readers and classmates, love you all.

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