Chapter 215

"Do you want to shield them?" Snape glared at Murphy.

"Shield?" Murphy frowned, "I'm just protecting my students. Why do you treat your students as enemies? Professor Snape?"

"As a student, yet placing eavesdropping things in the professor's office! Shouldn't such a serious mistake be punished?"

"Of course—if that is indeed the case." Murphy said, "But I believe there must be some misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding? They have already admitted it!"

"Oh, I think it might be that they were scared by you and didn't figure out your question. Can you let me say a few words to them? Deputy Headmistress McGonagall?" Murphy said, looking at McGonagall.

He didn't ask Snape at all, because this was McGonagall's office, and McGonagall's position was also higher than Snape's.

Using the title "Deputy Headmistress" instead of professor was to remind everyone present, "Besides being a professor, I am also a school governor! Have some insight!"

Professor McGonagall keenly noticed this and nodded.

After all, this request was really reasonable.

"Tom, Harry, Hermione, Ron." Murphy looked at the four little ones, "Among you, who lost their goblin gold coin?"

Harry and the others were all shocked, lost?

This...

Tom looked at Murphy, but saw the latter winking at himself with his back to all the professors. His heart relaxed, "Professor, it's... Harry, Harry's gold coin is missing."

Murphy nodded and looked at Harry, "Harry, do you know where you dropped it?"

"I..." Harry looked at Murphy blankly, he hadn't figured it out yet, "I don't know, Professor..."

Then Murphy turned to the thin caretaker in the corner, "Filch, did you hear Peeves' voice in that gold coin?"

"Yes, yes, sir... I heard it say..."

"Professor," Tom had already figured it all out, he immediately said, "After my gold coin was lost, I intended to find it through the call function of the gold coin. We gathered together to determine its location, and then Peeves appeared..."

Murphy immediately turned around, "So, you weren't deliberately eavesdropping on Professor Snape's secrets?"

"No, of course not."

"Nonsense! Utter nonsense!" Snape was angry, are you making up stories in front of me here?

"Harry Potter sneaked into my office that day just to put the gold coin there!" Saying this, he looked at Harry, "Potter, do you still dare to quibble?"

"I, I..." Harry swallowed, he really wasn't very good at lying.

"Professor Snape..." Murphy suddenly spoke, "Why target a child like this? Your business with his father has nothing to do with him."

Snape's heart skipped a beat, he looked at Murphy in shock, "What did you say?"

Murphy still had a calm appearance, "Besides, you don't want him to be truly hurt, do you?"

Snape was shocked for a moment, his expression became extremely terrifying, as if he had suffered extreme humiliation, but Murphy still looked at him calmly.

"Don't, don't use that look..." Snape almost spat out half a sentence through gritted teeth.

Then, he suddenly turned his head to look at Harry, then flicked his sleeves and left, as if he didn't want to say another word.

Murphy breathed a sigh of relief. This time, Snape was deeply offended.

"Professor McGonagall," Murphy looked at McGonagall who was lost in thought, "You see, this is just a misunderstanding. Perhaps Harry's goblin gold coin fell into Professor Snape's office. I think they won't make similar mistakes again."

Professor McGonagall looked at the four little ones, and seeing their pleading expressions, nodded slightly, "You all go back."

The matter ended just like that, and Murphy even returned Harry's goblin gold coin to him.

After leaving Professor McGonagall's office, the four little ones felt like they had escaped death.

"Thanks to Professor Murphy..." Hermione said, "Otherwise we might really have been expelled..."

"I agree this time." Ron, who had always disagreed on this matter, said unprecedentedly, "If I were expelled, my mother would definitely kill me..."

"Harry, what did the teacher mean by that sentence? Does Snape know your father?" Tom asked.

Harry shook his head, "I don't know... Sirius didn't mention Snape..."

"Sounds like Snape and your father were enemies." Hermione said, "Your godfather must not like him either."

Harry nodded.

It seems he found the reason why Snape hated himself so much.

But what did Professor Murphy's sentence mean? Snape doesn't want to truly hurt himself?

But he clearly wanted to kill me.

Snape began to target Murphy everywhere, such as confiscating students' goblin gold coins in class, assigning a large amount of homework so that students had no time to complete the study content of Murphy's practical class, ordering Slytherin students to eat at their own long table, and prohibiting Slytherin students from using goblin gold coins in the common room, etc.

Don't say that the old bat is really narrow-minded.

This operation really made Murphy angry.

He didn't care about other things, but cutting off the communication between Slytherin and other houses was cutting off the connection between Tom and the Golden Trio, and it was also a provocation to his "house fusion" policy. He couldn't bear it.

One day at dinner, Murphy sat next to Snape on purpose.

"Professor Snape, it's your freedom to manage students in your class, but prohibiting the use of goblin gold coins in the common room is too much, right? This will delay the progress of my course, can you give a reason?"

"My students don't need those Muggle thoughts to pollute their brains." Snape said arrogantly.

Murphy's eyes twitched, you old brat...

With your gloomy personality, even if given a hundred chances, Lily wouldn't like you!

"Professor Snape, you have your teaching methods, I have my ways. I think opening up their thinking a little bit is no problem..."

"Do you want me to let students use those Muggle things to make potions in the future?" Snape said unceremoniously, "Let their potion-making level be as unbearable as yours?"

"What did you say?" Murphy narrowed his eyes, "Snape, I'm talking to you nicely now because you were my teacher, but don't forget, I am a school governor now!"

"Oh? Great school governor, are you going to use your status to suppress me?" Snape sneered, "Your practical class is a joke! You don't understand magic at all, let alone potions. You are just trying to fool those ignorant fools with Muggle things."

Is this guy crazy?

Suddenly, Snape stood up, and everyone was startled by his sudden movement and looked over one after another.

"Let's make a bet, Professor Darkholm." Snape looked at Murphy and said, "If you think the potions made by your Muggle technology are better, let's have a contest."

The students looked at the two on the teachers' stand in shock.

Even Professor McGonagall was stunned.

"Professor!" Professor McGonagall looked at Snape and Murphy, "What are you two doing?"

And Murphy also stood up, looking at Snape. After a long time, he found that this man was probably really a bit crazy.

There are not many words in this world that can sting a walking dead—obviously, the two sentences he said before were.

"Alright." Murphy said, "Then what to bet?"

(End of chapter)