Chapter 1622

Snape's mood suddenly turned bad.

He began his fault-finding activity in the classroom again.

Especially Harry Potter's angry face, which gave him satisfying comfort.

Until.

"Bang!"

Snape turned around quickly.

Who was it?

Who blew up the cauldron? Every year there are people like this.

He really should suggest to Dumbledore that people without talent for Potions be kicked out of his class.

It's really too annoying.

Snape thought unhappily.

He wasn't in a hurry at all.

They should be taught a lesson.

If the potion spills on you, you'll get boils, then roll off to the hospital wing!

Who knew that just as he was thinking this, he saw Darren Potter hugging that idiot's cauldron and running toward the door.

Fool! Idiot! That's potion, okay? Hugging it with your hands?

Is he not afraid of lying in the hospital wing for a while anymore?

Madam Pomfrey said that on the train, because he was worried about drinking potions, he would sleep in the hospital wing for three days, and he was even a bit afraid to drink potions.

And now he's not afraid anymore?

He knew it, that little brat is kind to the point of stupidity.

The Sorting Hat must be crazy to sort this kind of person into Slytherin?

"Scourgify!"

Snape chased after Darren Potter, waving his wand to clean up the mess in his hands.

He even specifically looked at the little brat's hands, white and tender, very good, fortunately he managed to keep them, he thought he would have to go to St. Mungo's to see him!

Snape gave a mocking smile.

He picked up his wand, wanting to knock it on the little brat's head.

But, looking at those eyes, he finally held back.

"Are you crazy? You... you sit back in your seat!" He had barely finished speaking when he became furious again.

If he doesn't teach that Potter brat a lesson, can that little brat ever correct his flaw of being kind?

But pulling him back to lecture him again, he couldn't do such a thing.

Forget it.

He looked at Neville.

"You idiot... ~n..."

Humph, he should have scolded that little brat like this just now! Snape thought angrily...

In the common room in the afternoon.

Snape and Dumbledore were waiting there early.

They were invisible in the common room.

Waiting for Darren's return.

Six o'clock in the afternoon.

Finally, the little brat pushed open the common room door.