Chapter 422

That was to sneak into the Slytherin common room and ask Malfoy about the Chamber of Secrets.

Of course.

They hadn't told Darren about this yet, so Darren just pretended not to know, watching them try every way to hide it from him.

The second week of December.

Professor McGonagall came as she did every year to collect the list of students staying for the holidays.

Harry of course signed up to stay.

Ron and Hermione also chose to stay.

Because they heard Malfoy was also choosing to stay.

Of course, this was something they had found out from Darren.

They found it very suspicious.

That guy Malfoy was always arrogantly mocking Darren and Harry for being unwanted children.

As a result, he was actually staying at school this time, which was extremely suspicious.

They believed Malfoy was up to something big!

To stop Malfoy, they prepared to use Polyjuice Potion at Christmas to enter the Slytherin common room and extract Malfoy's plan.

It was just a pity that their Polyjuice Potion still needed two precious ingredients.

These two ingredients couldn't be bought outside, at least not through regular channels; only Snape's storage room had them.

So they decided to steal from Snape's storage room.

"Stealing Snape's things? You might as well let me commit suicide!"

Harry said in despair.

He knew exactly what Snape thought of him and had no illusions about it.

"Yeah, you all know what kind of person Snape is; if we get caught, we might be expelled..."

"We might as well let Darren go and buy them from Snape, saying he needs to research some potion... This is very possible, after all, he's so good at Potions!"

Ron said excitedly.

Then he received a stern look from Hermione.

Honestly, Ron felt Hermione was becoming more and more like Professor McGonagall.

"Yeah, yeah, when we make this request to Darren, Darren will very likely guess that we are brewing Polyjuice Potion."

"He will be shocked to discover that his two friends, and his brother, are actually doing something illegal."

"For the safety of his friends and his brother, he certainly won't report us."

"Then he will have to live day and night in anxiety and fear, terrified every day, afraid that we will be expelled. Do you want him to become like that?"

Hermione said very angrily.

Harry and Ron shook their heads vigorously.

Their faces changed color.

Thinking of that scene, they both felt they would definitely be extremely guilty.

Forget it, better not let Darren know.

"But stealing Snape's potion ingredients..."

Harry felt his breathing stop.

"Fine, I'll go steal the ingredients, you two just need to be responsible for causing chaos in Snape's class!"

Hermione said decisively.

There was Potions class this Thursday; as long as they got those two ingredients, they could brew the Polyjuice Potion by Christmas.

"Remember, you two must create five minutes of chaos in Snape's class, you must make Snape busy enough to be overwhelmed!"

Hermione looked at the Potions textbook without looking up.

Harry and Ron both felt like they were about to cry.

Causing trouble in Snape's class was like poking a dragon's butt; this was simply courting death!

Especially recently, Snape's temper was like a bomb; he treated every student like an enemy.

Even Slytherin students had points deducted by him, and of course, more often, they were given detention.

Except for Darren, no one in the whole school could escape his punishment.

Of course, it wasn't that he didn't want to discipline Darren; Harry believed it was because Darren was too good.

Any potion of his was in its most perfect form; every time Snape looked at Darren's potion, it was like he had eaten a dungbomb.

His expression became even more hideous.

Clearly, Snape was even angrier because he couldn't discipline Darren.

He could only take it out on others.

But Harry also felt that Snape's behavior of being very angry because he couldn't discipline Darren was absurd.

Darren hadn't provoked him, had he taken the wrong medicine?

Of course, the most miserable one was him.

Compared to Darren, Snape hated him even more.

Since the first year, Snape had been looking for trouble with him all day; during class, his eyes were like knives, cutting back and forth on him.

If eyes could kill, Harry suspected he would definitely be dismembered by Snape.

And recently it was even more terrifying, like a Tyrannosaurus that couldn't control its temper, spraying fire at him vigorously.

And to cause trouble in such a Snape's class.

Harry was afraid he was going to die.