Chapter 775

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 a sense of satisfaction.

Until.

"Bang!"

Snape turned around quickly.

Who is it?

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

Speaking of which, he should suggest to Dumbledore that he kick people without potion talent out of his classroom.

It's really too annoying.

Snape thought unhappily.

He wasn't in a hurry at all.

These little brats should be taught a lesson.

If the potion spills on you, you'll get boils, and then you can 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 a potion, okay? Using your hands to hug it?

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

Madam Pomfrey said that on the train, because he was worried about sleeping in the hospital wing for three days after drinking a potion, he was even a little 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 is simply crazy, sorting this kind of person into Slytherin?

"Scourgify!"

Snape chased after Darren Potter and waved his wand to clean up the pile of things in his hands.

He also specifically looked at the little brat's hands; they were white and tender. Very good, they were luckily preserved. He thought he would have to go to St. Mungo's to see him!

Snape gave a mocking laugh.

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 go back to your seat!" He had barely finished speaking before 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..."

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

In the common room in the afternoon.

Snape and Dumbledore were guarding 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.

The little brat was quite happy when he came back.

It wasn't until he saw everyone there that he remembered he had to accept punishment.

Snape showed a mocking look.

What were you doing earlier?

He noticed Dumbledore next to him, staring seriously at Darren's every move.

He thought that little brat might never know in his life that the great white wizard was actually this kind of person behind his back.

Next was the little brat's punishment.

Becky acted very well.

He even suspected that the little brat had really been subjected to the Cruciatus Curse.

Fortunately, he could see the little brat screaming in his mouth, his eyes looking stupidly at Becky.

Just as he thought, the other Slytherin students were still just students, not too bad.

They couldn't stand the little brat being subjected to the Cruciatus Curse for a long time, so they chose to give up the chance to punish the little brat.

This little brat successfully muddled through.

"You should be at ease now, Dumbledore!"

Snape turned back to look at Dumbledore.

From beginning to end, this child never showed any thought of regretting meeting Harry, persistently stating that Harry was his brother.

Even if it meant violating Slytherin's rules, he still had to go.

With such kindness, he didn't think Darren would become what they were worried about.

"Severus, just as I said, you have to forgive an old man's pain, but I might still need your help. I need you to appear in front of him..."

"In front of him?"

Snape snorted coldly and continued angrily: "You want me to appear when he is feeling guilty and force him to blurt out about his cheating?"

That child couldn't tell a lie at all.

His sudden appearance now would be no less than a thunderclap to that child.

"Honesty is also a quality of kindness. Of course, I also need to determine one last thing: what decision will this child make under your interrogation?"

Ha!

Truly worthy of being the greatest white wizard, even in such small matters, he has to observe personally.

Snape left the common room with a sneer, and after restoring his figure in his office, he came to the common room again.

This time, besides the invisible Dumbledore, only Darren was left in the common room.

"If I remember correctly, having been subjected to the Cruciatus Curse, you should be lying in your dormitory right now!"

He said coldly.

Even if it was a fake Cruciatus Curse, the little brat had still been hit by several spells, and it had lasted for a full ten minutes.

According to his thinking, this little brat should go to the hospital wing! Following Dumbledore's instructions, he showed an expression of seeing through everything.

Sure enough, the little brat was scared.

"Professor, it, it was me. I cheated and used my power; it has nothing to do with anyone else!"

Snape heard the little brat say with a pale face.

He pursed his lips.

He glared at Dumbledore.

Is it really necessary to force this little brat, who is kind to the point of stupidity, like this? Dumbledore's expression looked much more relaxed.

Yes, little Darren not giving up Becky meant that he valued friendship and was not someone who would casually push responsibility onto others.

Yes, Dumbledore knew that hearing such words should indeed be satisfying! Snape snorted air through his nose.

He saw the little brat quietly wipe away tears, looking extremely pitiful.

That little brat must be very scared, sad, and worried right now...

Humph, the greatest white wizard, is this what he does every day? Snape despised him in his heart, but finally comforted the little brat with a sentence.

Although looking at the little brat's appearance, it seemed to be of no use at all.

Humph, Dumbledore's good work!

Waving his hand to let Darren leave, Snape looked at Dumbledore with a cold face and said angrily: "You should leave too. It seems sweets have confused your brain, actually making you doubt this idiot."

"I hope next time, you won't disturb me with such boring matters!"

He turned and left angrily.

He heard Dumbledore's slightly serious voice behind him saying: "Severus, Harry is also her child; you shouldn't be so biased."

Biased?

In what way was he biased toward that little Darren brat?

They were both treated the same; is Dumbledore blind?

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