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It was easy enough not to see Snape, and Harry happily indulged in the Room of Requirement training room like it was his new toy.He completely forgot the old professor he slept with in the gloomy cellar, and there were more than eight floors between them.

But Harry still couldn't avoid meeting Snape - as he sat in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, he seemed to be reminded of the object he was running away from.

So Harry turned pale in an instant, he scratched the cover of the textbook vigorously, and prayed in his heart - he would rather Snape appeared with a dark face, and then they would fight each other as usual, even if he confiscated Gryffin A lot of college points - this is still not needed - in short, no one, especially his friends, should find out that there is any private communication between him and Snape.

For a moment Harry felt guilty and sour, but he quickly ignored it.

Accompanied by the sound of the class bell, the door was blown open like a gust of wind, and Snape strode in, with the black cloak swirling behind him, exuding the aura of no one entering.

Harry's heart was clenched by that invisible breath, and he shrank his shoulders, trying to reduce his sense of presence—but the old bastard seemed to have detection magic of his own, and caught him as soon as he looked up.

Their gazes collided, and Harry's pupils shrank suddenly. He thought he would subconsciously hide, but he went straight up, staring directly at those black eyes.

He really couldn't understand the emotion in those eyes, of course Snape was a master at controlling emotions, he was able to maintain his paralyzed face all year round, even Voldemort couldn't see through his heart.

"Close your textbooks. Of course, I don't expect you to preview in advance after class." Snape sneered. He took out a roll of hanging pictures from his briefcase and slowly unfolded it. Waving his magic wand down, the picture was pasted flat on the blackboard for display—this is a horrible and disgusting punishment picture, the dark tone shows the picture of the trial of the witch, and the witch who was judged What he received was a cursed magic item, which cut off the limbs of the person, and the soul was branded with the terrible punishment of the tracking curse.

The old bastard's fun was so disgusting that Harry couldn't help complaining in his heart.From the first class, he deliberately created this kind of scary atmosphere, whether it is this kind of eerie classroom decoration, or the portraits showing all kinds of black magic and dark magic creatures, and now he uses this kind of thing to scare people .

"Professor, is the content of today's class a witch trial?" Lavender raised his hand curiously.

Harry glanced at the daring girl in surprise, Ron might not even have the guts of his girlfriend.

"No, this is just a demonstration of the content of the course. What I want to talk about today is the fate of angering a black wizard. Don't try to use your stupid brains to be clever. It will be very tragic to fool a black wizard. Just like This hanging painting is just one of the thousands of methods that can't kill you." Snape said with a smirk, "Of course, today's lesson is not how to use these methods, but to fight against them." The way..." He continued in a cold and slow tone.

The expressions of the students became more and more dull, as if they had really watched the revenge method after angering the black wizard. Everyone broke out in cold sweat, and the Slytherins were no exception. These pampered young masters and ladies have never seen it before. How many dark wizards really regard curses as a code of conduct.

And Harry naturally had an indifferent expression, as if he didn't understand what Snape said.

He didn't think that Snape's replacement of the original lesson with the so-called vengeance against Dark wizards was to show them these curses and punishments for some fun - he was definitely implying that he was angry.

This little old bat!

"Potter, the expression on your face seems to have a countermeasure, so please tell everyone about the special talents of your savior." Snape looked at Harry, and he admired Harry With the anger on Leigh's face, he maliciously opened his mouth to call the fleeing boy by name.

Harry hated that Snape was his professor and he was his student who had to follow his orders in his class.

He glared at Snape and stood up, "I haven't learned how to break a curse." He said confidently.

"But you have always learned other magic, Potter, and Principal Dumbledore has always taught you magical solutions." Snape sneered, completely as if Harry would not let him go without saying something look like.

Harry glared at Snape bitterly, cursing in his heart that the old bastard had gotten his revenge in class.

Points would be deducted anyway, and he would definitely be locked up—Harry broke the can and threw tiles when he thought so.

"Dumbledore said," he took a deep breath, looking straight at Snape, "that love is the greatest magic in the world."

"So if I really pissed off a dark wizard, and it was my fault. I'll touch him with love. It's the most powerful magic in the world, and it can undo any curse." He was originally Tried to use a teasing tone but then he got stuck again.

A gust of hot air rushed from the soles of his feet to his forehead, and his cheeks were so hot that he was sweating.

He looked at Snape awkwardly, hoping he hadn't misinterpreted him.But even he thought his words sounded weird—like a confession.

"10 points will be deducted from Gryffindor. Do you think you can find any excuse for fooling the professor? Because you didn't preview, Gryffindor will deduct another 10 points. Six o'clock tonight, confinement, I hope you can bring it Your brain, stop making ridiculous claims about love saving the world," Snape said indifferently.

Well, he felt that what he said was really absurd, Harry shrugged, and being deducted 20 points was within his acceptable range, and the confinement at night - if he didn't go, maybe he would be banned Professor McGonagall went to the cellar to accept confinement.

That's what he hated the most, as long as he was a student and Snape was a professor, he was always inferior to Snape.Because the student has to obey the professor. —he didn't like Snape.Nor was he unhappy that Snape was his professor.

So don't think about it.

After sitting down, Harry continued the torment of the class with a blank face, as if he was playing a student who didn't get along with the professor, and Snape was playing the most unpopular professor - playing himself.

Sure enough, he was given a love potion by the old bat.