Chapter 1620

Snape sat slumped in his chair and covered his face.

How many times has this been?

This old man always finds ways to hurt that Potter brat.

Every time he has all sorts of sufficient reasons that make it impossible for him to refuse.

But why must it be like this?

That Potter brat is clearly a fool who is kind to the point of stupidity.

Why must he be targeted for harm?

"He is too kind, I always feel uneasy."

Dumbledore said solemnly.

Snape laughed mockingly.

Yes!

No one can be this kind, kind to the point of acting.

But...

Snape had to admit slumped that the child was indeed consistent inside and out.

"Dumbledore, just because you can't be kind doesn't mean he can't!"

Snape mocked.

Dumbledore wasn't angry either.

He sat opposite Snape, waiting for him to calm down before saying with some emotion: "Yes, yes, you are right, I really cannot be like Darren. People praise me as the greatest white wizard, not attached to power.

Actually, they don't know at all that I was once a jerk too; if it weren't for some things that happened, I wouldn't be like this at all.

I might have been even crazier than Voldemort, and might have been stirring up trouble throughout the entire wizarding world."

Dumbledore sighed, shook his head, and looking at Snape, who still looked pained, continued softly: "I'm just worried that this child will go astray. You and I both know that no matter who it is, with that child's experiences, it's impossible to remain kind.

Yes, he was really kind once, but after entering this magical world, with the famous Harry as a comparison, Severus, aren't you worried about him?"

Snape closed his eyes.

Worried, how could he not be worried?

He was worried every moment that the Potter brat would become depressed, pained, sad, and jealous because of the comparison with Harry Potter.

Both he and Dumbledore had underestimated the sensation Harry Potter caused in the wizarding world.

Everyone in the wizarding world knew Harry Potter.

Some people regarded Harry Potter as an idol.

Some regarded Harry Potter as a lifelong enemy.

But it must be said that Harry Potter was in an environment where he was the center of attention.

Those who liked him, seeing him enter Gryffindor, would all show a "just as expected" look, and even praise him for his pure heart and for being a warrior.

Those who didn't like him, seeing him enter Gryffindor, would also disdainfully say "just as expected," that guy belongs there.

And at the same time, Darren Potter was the object of their comparison.

He had heard more than once that the other three houses were saying Darren Potter was not a good person; if he were a good person, how could he enter Slytherin?

Coupled with the fact that Harry Potter hadn't looked for him for nearly a week after school started, everyone had almost formed this perception.

With such rhetoric.

Of course he would worry that Darren would change himself.

No, he wasn't worried that Darren would become less kind, but worried that he would go astray.

At that time, no one would know what would happen.

He didn't want Lily's child to end up like that.

"See, you don't really trust him either, do you?"

Snape silently mocked himself in his heart.

But he still insisted: "Even so, I cannot allow Potter to truly receive the Cruciatus Curse. If Voldemort knew that the greatest white wizard insisted on watching the Potter brat be subjected to the Cruciatus Curse, he might laugh his head off!"

"Ah, Severus, you imagine me too badly. I said it before, I just want to go to Slytherin to observe little Darren's punishment, not to change what punishment he receives."