Chapter 776

For first-year students, flying class is also a very interesting course.

But Snape didn't like it at all.

Because he hated flying.

And also because his rival James was a favorite of flying.

So when he looked at this sport, he would always think of that guy.

Every time he thought of it, it would put him in an extremely bad mood.

That guy who snatched Lily away and didn't take good care of her was truly a scoundrel.

Fortunately, he later became the Head of Slytherin.

Watching Slytherin beat Gryffindor to a pulp every time, he actually started to like this sport a little.

Especially watching those Gryffindor brats gritting their teeth, which always gave him a little comfort in his heart.

Sure enough, watching Gryffindor suffer was his source of happiness.

But this happiness turned into displeasure after seeing Darren Potter go to play with brooms with those people.

Ha!

So what if he looks like Lily? Isn't he still Potter's spawn? The Potter family is born a favorite of flying; Darren should be no exception.

Sure enough, standing above the castle, he 'accidentally' saw Darren grab a broom.

And Harry Potter.

The two of them were indeed favorites of flying.

Snape almost snorted a puff of air through his nose.

His heart was sour to the extreme.

Is James Potter really that good?

Isn't he just a fool who can fly? How did he get Lily to like him? Snape couldn't figure it out at all.

He felt that even if Lily broke up with him, she shouldn't have liked that arrogant jerk Potter.

Sometimes he even suspected that Potter had fed Lily a love potion.

Just as he was thinking this, he suddenly saw that Neville from the Longbottom family flying very high on a broom, and then Darren also flew up after him.

Snape almost subconsciously pulled out his wand.

It wasn't until he saw Darren land on the ground that he put his wand away.

See, that little brat Darren has been infected with Potter's reckless genes! Snape's smile was mocking.

He also saw that guy Harry Potter show off his flying skills.

Humph, arrogant Potter!

Snape left the high point of the castle, cursing.

He felt he shouldn't have watched this boring flying class! He returned to the Great Hall angrily.

Then he heard the news that Harry Potter was going to duel with Draco.

Ha!

With Harry Potter's little bit of ability, can he beat Draco? Isn't this just asking for a beating?

He was just about to go listen to Harry Potter's confident speech to let him feel some inner pleasure.

Then he heard Harry Potter complaining to the little brat, angry that he had made the little brat copy the house rules.

Hah, if it weren't for him, this little brat would have been punished because of Harry Potter! He went up and started mocking.

Looking at the frantic expression on Potter’s face, Snape felt even better.

He also saw Potter wanting to hit him.

Hah, attacking a professor in Gryffindor must be worth fifty points!

It’s just that, before he could start, he was dragged away by the little brat pulling his sleeve.

Watching the shocked expressions of many professors and students looking over along the way, Snape remained calm on the surface, but in fact, he was already groping for his wand; he decided to beat this reckless little brat.

Who gave him the courage to grab a Head of House and run like this without any decorum?

Perhaps his gaze finally frightened the little brat, and the little brat finally let go of his claws.

He felt a little happy in his heart.

At the very least, this Potter brat knew how to read people’s expressions; after leaving school, he shouldn't starve to death.

He thought with some pleasure of the image of Harry Potter, who didn't know how to read expressions, carrying a big sack and begging on the street.

The beautiful scene almost made him laugh out loud.

"Professor McGonagall has already arranged your detention..."

He looked at the little brat and said.

For this, he also saw the guilty expression in the little brat’s green eyes.

He turned and left.

Avoiding those eyes.

It looked as if he were fleeing in panic...

Damn it! He had been played by Quirrell.

That guy led him to the Forbidden Forest, he made a wasted trip, and found nothing. The cursing Snape returned to the dungeon.

He swore not to let him be found, otherwise... he suddenly froze in place.

Because he saw Quirrell chatting and laughing with Darren at the door of his office.

That little fool had no defenses at all.

As if he hadn't seen the wand in Quirrell’s hand at all.

"What are you doing here!"

Snape shouted sternly.

He raised his wand.

Could it be that Quirrell wanted to deal with this little brat first? Harry Potter’s brother.

Damn it!

Perhaps because he saw him appear, Quirrell left immediately.

He angrily pulled the little brat into the office.

If he had come later today, would the little brat have died? Maybe worse, like the Longbottoms?

"Detention?"

He remembered that he had indeed told this little brat to come for detention.

He was a bit annoyed.

He should have waited here.

Who knew that he would be careless for a moment and be led away by Quirrell.

Fortunately.

The little brat was still alive.

The detention was quite pleasant.

The little brat had only just started copying the house rules.

He knew this little brat had forgotten about the punishment of copying the house rules.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so ignorant as to follow Harry Potter to Gryffindor for dinner.

Of course, even if he had copied them, he might have gone anyway. A little brat stupid to the point of being an idiot.

How could he possibly manage him?

"Eat quickly, get out once you’re done... go to sleep!"

All day long he only knows how to follow Harry Potter’s tail, not eating properly, he deserves to be malnourished!

He thought while grading homework.

Watching the little brat go out.

And thinking about Harry Potter saying today that he was going to duel Malfoy, he guessed that this little brat must want to go find Harry Potter.

Worried that he would run into Quirrell on the way.

Snape decided with bad luck to follow and see.

Who knew he would discover Harry Potter and his group.

Haha, Draco actually didn't show up.

And even reported them to Filch?

Why hadn't he thought of this good method? Sure enough, shamelessness is something Malfoy can do.

He was just about to appear and deduct points from Gryffindor when he was stopped by Dumbledore.

"Albus, are you giving Potter special privileges?"

Snape asked angrily.

Hogwarts was no longer that safe, why did Dumbledore let Potter walk around outside at will?

Just because he was Harry Potter?

"This is part of the plan..."

Dumbledore shook his head.

He saw Harry and the others enter that room on the fourth floor.

Hah, he just said, before school started, why did Dumbledore have them make these childish traps? So it was to lure Potter!

"Quirrell is also eyeing that thing, Dumbledore, do you want Harry Potter and Quirrell to meet?

I don't want Lily’s child to die so confusedly!"

"No no no, Severus... I will be watching from the side..."

Dumbledore shook his head to soothe him.

Snape fell silent.

If that were the case, then perhaps Potter was safe.

"Hah, Harry Potter’s privileges!"

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