Snape, who was sleeping on the floor, received the news that there was going to be a meeting later.
Castle contacted him directly during an impromptu meeting between two school directors.
Don't think about it, it must be the little bastard Vayne.
I washed my face slowly and tried on a dozen clothes.
I picked something slim and light, and straightened my slightly curly hair.
It's only around 8 o'clock now?
Don't worry, I haven't put on my shoes yet.
After polishing it until it was black and translucent, I took off the shoelaces and put them on again.
It was already half past nine when Snape arrived at the West Tower.
He flicked the tight black robe on his body and opened the door slowly and unhurriedly.
A school director was lying on the long table, and another school director was flapping his little wings and flying towards the ceiling.
This battle was so big that it stunned him.
"Oh, Severus -" Dumbledore stood up and barely poked half of his head out of Jomgander's scales.
"I thought you hadn't woken up yet, so I thought I'd wake you up in a few minutes."
"Professor Snape is here?" Vincent put his little head next to Jomgander's big head.
"I'm an hour and a half late. Professor, I think you should give us a reasonable explanation."
"Wayne!" Snape gritted his teeth and glared, "Why are you here!"
"I'm the translator." Vincent, who retracted his head, stuck out his little head again.
“Director Gugu and Director Qomgand specially invited me to attend this meeting.”
What a fool!
Anyone who knows that Hogwarts has a new director knows who the real director is.
7 out of 12 seats, de facto chairman of the board of directors.
"Ah, that's it." Snape closed the door and walked straight towards him,
"I thought you were here to perform for the two school directors."
"Okay." Dumbledore seemed to be suppressing a smile, "Severus, let's start the meeting."
Jomgand descended to the floor and curled up lazily in a ball.
With a "pop" sound, Gugu landed on the chair on the other side.
Vincent stood up very consciously.
Snape sat opposite Dumbledore with a gloomy face.
Jomgander raised his head, glanced at him and moved a little further away.
It’s not easy to change your mentality when you first come here.
Dumbledore solemnly took out a piece of parchment and smiled as soon as he spread it out.
"Ahem—" His expression instantly became serious,
"According to an anonymous report from a student, Potions Professor Severus Snape has embezzled school operating funds."
Snape once again glared fiercely at Vincent, who looked innocent.
You don't come in secret, you come in the open, right?
"The student has collected evidence and handed it over to two school directors who have been at the school for a long time."
Dumbledore paused, trying to make the smile on his face less obvious,
"The board's responsibility is to manage and supervise the normal operations of the school, so we should handle this matter seriously."
You're quite old now, so just laugh if you can't help it.
"Severus, do you have anything to say?"
Snape wanted to say no, but he couldn't help it when he saw Vincent's cowering look.
"I want to see the evidence first."
"No problem." Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand and placed a lot of bottles and jars on the table.
If I remember correctly, these are all items that were missing last week.
"Wayne, where are my bed and desk and chair?"
Vincent blinked pitifully, "Professor, your bed is also missing?"
Snape's face was dark and his lips trembled slightly, "Hand them all over, and I can pretend that nothing happened."
"Hiss—" Jomgander lazily changed his posture.
"Professor Snape, we seem to be talking about your embezzlement of school operating funds."
Dumbledore twitched the corners of his mouth.
One of his hands was placed on his thigh, and his blue eyes seemed a little moist.
"Wayne, do you think I'm a fool?"
"No." Vincent lowered his head and winked at Gu Gu.
"Cuckoo——" A brown fur ball flew up and then fell down.
Snape squinted.
"Director Gugu just said something. He said that the board of directors must deal with your matter seriously." Vincent said with a straight face.
"It also said that Hogwarts is a magical school with a long history. The teaching staff does not have to be incompetent, but their conduct must be correct. Professors with corrupt personal ethics will not be tolerated to ruin the school's good reputation that has accumulated for thousands of years."
Dumbledore had tears in his eyes, as if he was moved by what he heard, but he didn't seem to be.
You can't hide the look in someone's eyes that wants to kill you.
The frightened Vincent quickly straightened his back and said, "Director Gugu finally said that he is a reasonable owl and can distinguish right from wrong."
"Hoho—" Snape's sneer was a little stiff.
Can two sounds like "gu" translate such a long paragraph?
This is bullying him for not knowing owl language!
The scene was a bit cold, and Vincent kept winking at Jomgand, whose eyelids were about to close.
"Hiss—" it spat out the snake's tongue, and then moved its big head toward the door.
"Professor Snape, Director Jomgand asked if these things are yours."
Dumbledore took out his handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes.
"It's mine!" Snape gritted his teeth and picked up a bottle of golden elixir.
"No one knows my recipe, it's all mine!"
Vincent smiled proudly,
"So professor, can you explain how you get all this on a salary of 1,500 galleons a year?"
Snape stared at him without saying a word.
"Ahem—" Dumbledore put his hands on his thighs,
"Severus, if you can't explain their source clearly, I'm afraid you won't be able to clear yourself of the suspicion of embezzling school operating funds."
"Dumbledore, have you colluded with this little bastard?"
An old man over a hundred years old joins forces with a kid in his teens to bully an honest man in his thirties?
"No." The corners of Dumbledore's eyes became moist again.
"Pfft--" Vincent finally couldn't help laughing.
He quickly pinched his thigh and said seriously: "Two school directors, what do you think?"
"Gugu——"
"Hiss——"
He doesn't even bother to move, he must be impatient.
Snape finally saw through it.
Isn't it just using the name of investigation to prevent him from taking classes and deducting points?
"Director Gugu said, Professor, you must keep changing the subject because you feel guilty.
Director Jomgand also said that you must be suspended for investigation until you are completely cleared of any suspicion."
"Hahahahaha——" Snape's laughter was particularly scary,
"Dumbledore, you are really good at judging people."
He stood up in a flash and said, "Wayne's tricks are quite dark. You have to be careful not to be plotted against."
Before leaving, he didn't forget to stir up trouble. He was indeed a sinister and despicable old bat.
Dumbledore, whose thighs turned purple from pinching, looked particularly unnatural.