Chapter 639: Snape is very angry, and the consequences will be serious
I can’t fall asleep without watching it, and I can’t even fall asleep after watching it.
Fortunately, there wasn't much movement, so we should just have to wait until dawn.
After drinking a bottle of Baffy's Brain Refresher, Vincent began to make a portable alchemy toilet.
After the shaping was completed and the magic runes were carved, the three roommates were already fast asleep.
It was just dawn outside, and I should have been in Hogsmeade five hours ago.
A little more than 4 laps later, we were on the way back to the dormitory.
Quietly come to the Forbidden Forest and continue to improve the alchemy mechanical arm.
The Acromantula did not cause any trouble, but the two dementors guarding the door came over.
They were the first to cause trouble, so don't blame Vincent for being ruthless.
It's enough to have a Suanni patron saint to accompany them to play in a closed loop until dawn, and then they can finally do research and development with peace of mind.
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Principal room,
Dumbledore was woken up again.
He was wearing light purple pajamas and opened the door to Vincent in a depressed mood.
"Long time no see, Professor~"
If it were anyone else, they would have closed the door and said goodbye long ago.
Dumbledore led him in with a grimace,
"Long time no see, Vincent, you seem to have grown taller."
Vincent skillfully set up the tent under the watchful eyes of the principals,
"Yes, if the school can prepare more food every day, I will definitely grow taller."
His appetite was already very large, but now "4 days" is already what other children eat in one month.
"You are the biggest director of the school, so of course it is up to you to decide how much to purchase."
Solving the food problem, Vincent said "good night" and got into the tent.
The corners of Dumbledore's mouth raised slightly.
I was finally able to have a peaceful sleep.
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After Friday's Herbology and Transfiguration classes, there's the long-awaited Potions class.
Snape arrived at the classroom on time.
The silly little lions were all absent, and there were a few extra lights in the originally dark classroom.
The little snakes were not on their seats, but spread out and stood by the wall, breaking something hard.
"Damn it!" Draco punched a picture frame with his fist.
Not only the sticking spell, but also the potions from last time that stick when touched.
Through the bright light, Snape could clearly see what was inside the picture frame from a distance.
His face instantly darkened, and his lips trembled as he walked over.
Draco shuddered inexplicably, subconsciously turned around and shrank his neck and stepped aside.
The snakes held their breath as they tried to get the frame away.
The hem of the wide black robe covered Snape's legs, making it look like a terrifying evil spirit was floating over.
"Professor," Draco took a breath and pointed at the photo frame in front of him, "This must be done by Wayne and the others!
I heard yesterday that Longbottom's Boggart was you. They must have used the spell taught by that shabby professor to turn it into-"
"Shut up!" Snape glanced over with extremely cold eyes.
Not only Draco, but all the little snakes trembled and backed away.
"Where's Greengrass?"
"She was—" Pansy immediately changed her mind, "A stupid traitor like her must be with Wayne and the others."
Snape suddenly laughed, his smile was particularly scary.
He pulled out his wand and pointed it at the nearest picture frame.
"Shen Feng Wu Ying——"
The spell was so quiet that it was almost inaudible, but the picture frames on the wall made sharp cuts one after another.
One after another, fast and precise.
The half-cut photo frame became four, then six, eight, and twelve.
A picture frame that was so broken that it was hard to see what was moving fell to the ground, and the wall was covered with small scratches after being hit countless times.
Although things disappear, they will always exist in memory.
Especially the culprits!
"Ho ho ho—" Snape waved his wand gently, igniting all the wood residue on the ground.
The firelight was extremely bright, but it could not drive away the gloom on his face.
Draco's throat rolled, as if he wanted to say something.
Perhaps because he knew there was no need for it, he didn't say this until Snape left the classroom and could no longer see his back.
"Wayne is finished!" Extreme ecstasy drove away the fear in his heart.
The little snakes all imagined a picture, a picture of Gryffindor being provoked.
Blaise's ferocious little face looked at the wall covered with fine smooth cuts, as if it was about to collapse at any time.
"They are as fragile as this wall. All it takes is one touch from Professor Snape and all the representatives of shabby youth will disappear from this world!"
The resentment he accumulated was no less than Draco's.
They are all young masters and ladies with prominent family backgrounds and a strong sense of superiority. They will definitely not miss the famous scene that follows.
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When third-year students go on strike collectively, the only place they can go is either the dormitory or the club room.
Even before the evil spirit Snape reached the fifth floor, he could already hear the laughter of the little bastards.
Okay, forget about going on strike, forget about playing pranks, but you still don’t know how to repent.
If the old fool Dumbledore doesn't do his job, then he will be the one to administer justice.
With a "bang", the door of the Owl Court Club was knocked heavily.
The students inside raised their heads one after another.
Neville subconsciously shrank his neck and said, "S--Snape is here."
Vincent on the ring held down the thrown sandbag and looked into the extremely cold eyes at the door.
He took off his gloves calmly, picked up a towel and wiped the sweat from his face.
"Wayne!" Snape walked in with unprecedented low pressure.
The students did not dare to take a big breath.
Fortunately for the third-year Gryffindors, they all participated in the strike after all.
But even if I don't feel that I am wrong, I still have some instinctive fear.
Vincent jumped down from the ring, first raised his hand to reassure the members, and then slowly walked towards Snape with a smile on his face.
When the little snakes who had just arrived outside the door saw this scene, they had to admire his strong psychological quality.
The person who dared to take the lead in a class strike and hang the spoof video in the classroom is indeed not an ordinary ruthless character.
The smile on Draco's face gradually disappeared.
Based on past experience, there is a high probability that this matter will...
No, have faith! 跷
Before, it was because the opponent was too weak, but after being replaced by their dean, the ending will definitely develop in the expected direction.
Vincent and Snape walked closer and closer, stopping at the same time when they were almost touching.
"Professor Snape, what do you want from me?"
"Hey - I'm asking you knowingly." Snape looked at him condescendingly.
Although there is a height difference of more than ten centimeters, Vincent does not look like the weaker side at all.
"Professor, you finally understand how we feel."
Snape sneered, "Wayne, no matter how sharp-tongued you are this time, it's useless."
Organizing students to go on strike, maliciously posting photos that slander professors, and even showing no remorse——"
He turned his head and looked towards the arena.
Hermione and Daphne tied their hair and were breathing slowly.
"Tell me, Granger, how many school rules have Wayne violated in these 'glorious deeds'!"
Hermione almost blurted out after being named.
She took a deep breath and her eyes were no longer panicked.
But when he met those dark eyes, his mood, which had not yet completely calmed down, became tense again.
"Professor Snape, it's not Vincent alone, it's all of us who have violated 27 school rules."
The little trap didn't work, and Snape snorted through his nose.