Chapter 148

If it were next time, this little brat might not be so lucky.

"Alright, then let's talk about why you are here!"

What was this little brat doing running here for no reason?

An office of a former Death Eater, as Harry Potter's brother, he actually dared to come here, wasn't he afraid of death?

"Professor, today is my detention..."

Darren said hesitantly.

Snape froze.

His cold eyes suddenly became somewhat comical.

Darren almost laughed out loud.

But to avoid being Avada-ed by Snape, he lowered his head, pretending to be obedient, waiting for Snape's reply.

"Ye, yes, today is your detention, so... go take out your textbook and study, or have you finished copying the house rules?!"

Snape said, embarrassed and angry.

Darren held back his laughter.

He took out his parchment, preparing to copy the house rules here.

Pathetic Snape, had he never thought that detention should be a punishment, not making him do homework here...

One hundred times the house rules, Darren hadn't written a single word before.

If he hadn't suddenly remembered today, he would probably have waited until Snape asked him for it to remember.

By then, Professor Snape would walk up to him with a stack of house rules copied by other Slytherin students.

Signaling him to hand over the house rules, and then he would awkwardly say: Professor, I forgot. That scene would probably break his persona.

There weren't many Slytherin house rules.

About thirty or so.

Every single one was about maintaining image, preserving honor, and being united, even if it was just faked.

Darren had copied them until he could almost recite them.

By the time he was almost done copying, Darren realized it was already late at night.

He turned his head and found Snape sitting in his office chair looking at him, and although he was clearly looking at him, his eyes were unfocused.

Fine, he was looking at his Lily.

Darren complained silently.

He even wanted to roll his eyes.

Because of Darren's movement, Snape finally came back to his senses.

"Finished? Bring it here and let me see."

Darren pouted and handed his pile of house rules to Snape.

Because he was worried that his handwriting would change too quickly and Snape would think he was someone else disguised with Polyjuice Potion, Darren used his old handwriting.

Well, it was also circles within circles, just not very good-looking.

As soon as Snape saw the writing, he frowned deeply.

He pushed the parchment away and said with some disgust: "Darren Potter, shouldn't you practice your handwriting?"

"Yes..."

He nodded sheepishly.

Was the writing that ugly?

He really thought it was, well, okay?

"Handwriting is a person's face; when I first saw your handwriting, I thought it was written by some reckless lion from Gryffindor!"

Snape continued to mock.

After counting the house rules Darren had copied and confirming there were no issues, he tapped the table with his wand.

A plate of food appeared on the table, looking like things Darren often ate at the dining table.

"Eat quickly, and get out... go to sleep quickly!"

Snape said impatiently.

He took out a pile of homework and began grading it quickly.

"Come earlier tomorrow, leave earlier; sleeping so late, the famous Harry Potter will say I'm abusing you, do you hear me?"

"Oh."

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