Chapter 774

Snape sat dejectedly in his chair and covered his face.

How many times has this been?

This old man always finds ways to hurt that little brat from the Potter family.

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 little brat from the Potter family is clearly a fool who is kind to the point of stupidity.

Why must you fixate on hurting him?

"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 dejectedly that the child was indeed consistent inside and out.

"Dumbledore, the kindness you cannot achieve does not mean he cannot!"

Snape said sarcastically.

Dumbledore wasn't angry either.

He sat opposite Snape, waited for him to calm down, and then said with some emotion: "Yes, yes, you are right. I truly cannot be like Darren. People all praise me as the greatest white wizard, not attached to power."

"Actually, they don't know at all that I was once a scoundrel too. If it weren't for some things that happened, I would never be the way I am now."

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

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

"Yes, he was really very kind, but after entering this magical world, having the famous Harry as a comparison, Severus, don't you worry about him?"

Snape closed his eyes.

Worry, how could he not worry?

He was worried every moment that that little brat from the Potter family 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 of them regarded Harry Potter as an idol.

Some regarded Harry Potter as the enemy of a lifetime.

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

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

People who didn't like him, seeing him enter Gryffindor, would also disdainfully say "just as expected," that guy belonged 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 have entered Slytherin?

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

With such rhetoric.

Of course he would worry that Darren would change himself.

No, he wasn't worried about Darren becoming less kind, but worried about him going astray.

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

He didn't want Lily's child to fall to that extent.

"See, you don't really believe in 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 family's little brat be subjected to the Cruciatus Curse, he might laugh his teeth off!"

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

Dumbledore shook his head with a smile.

His eyes looked at Snape frankly, without any cunning in them.

Snape was stunned.

He turned around somewhat awkwardly.

"Fine, I need to go to class. Dumbledore, find your own way into Slytherin!"

He raised his wand and left his office like a gust of wind.

Damn Dumbledore!

In the Potions class, he saw the famous Harry Potter for the first time.

Looking at that face that looked so much like James Potter, he almost pulled out his wand to give him an Avada Kedavra.

However, he still resisted this impulse.

To eliminate his anger, he began to question Harry Potter.

However...

Idiot.

Didn't know any of it.

Didn't inherit any of Lily's excellence! However.

After seeing Harry Potter show an expression of daring to be angry but not daring to speak because of his point deduction, he found that his mood actually became pleasant.

Potter has this use too?

Snape thought silently, this Potter isn't entirely useless.

At the very least, he can amuse him.

So he began to pace around the classroom, wanting to catch Harry Potter's other mistakes.

The anger he had suppressed in front of Dumbledore had gradually disappeared a bit.

But this group of students was too stupid.

So many mistakes, have they even read the book? Idiots!

"Professor, I've finished mine."

Darren Potter? Snape raised an eyebrow.

This little brat still dares to take the initiative to find him?

Aren't others scared to death of him? But he finished?

He walked over, somewhat excited.

Did this child inherit Lily's talent for learning?

For the past two days, he had heard other professors sighing about this little brat's talent more than once.

Could it be the same for Potions?

This? Snape was shocked.

The color of this potion in the cauldron was completely different from the textbook.

It appeared deeper.

However, Snape, as a Potions Master, was so shocked he couldn't speak.

Improved potion!

Improving a potion requires extremely strong potion talent and powerful innovative ability.

According to what he knew, there were basically only a few families in the wizarding world with the ability to innovate potions.

Could it be that Lily's ancestors had the bloodline of those few families? This isn't hard to understand.

Wizards giving birth to Squibs, sending them to live among ordinary people, then cutting off contact, and having wizards appear again after several generations is also a common occurrence.

This child inherited it perfectly.

Snape was almost moved to tears.

He felt that if he and Lily had really had a child, that child would be just like this.

Just that.

Lily...

He smiled bitterly...

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