Standing at the door of the Potions class, Rolf and Shirley were holding two glass bottles filled with potions on their heads.
Snape couldn't find a suitable cauldron, but he used this thing instead. He felt the effect was better, and said with satisfaction:
"If the bottle is broken or the potion is spilled, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw's house points will be deducted!"
Snape dragged his robe like a giant bat and walked toward the classroom, leaving one last sentence:
"Mr. Scamander and Miss Swinton...just enjoy Valentine's Day here."
Luo Fu was thick-skinned and didn't react at all, but the girl was thin-skinned and her face suddenly turned red.
When Snape entered the classroom, a Bowtruckle quietly came out of Rolf's collar.
It stood on the young man's shoulders, ran lightly, jumped high, and shot upwards. Then like an ape, it climbed to the shelf on the wall that fixed the oil lamp.
The Bowtruckle sat sideways on the shelf, and his arms like vines suddenly stretched out, lifting the two bottles, letting them hang slightly in the air, away from the heads of the boy and girl.
Rolf twisted his neck and whispered: "Thank you, Groot."
Shirley also raised her head and thanked her. The girl rubbed her hot cheek again and said softly: "I'm sorry, Rolf, it was me who caused you trouble."
"It has nothing to do with you. You were just unlucky and happened to hit the muzzle of the gun." Luofu comforted him: "Besides, it's just a penalty, it's not a big deal."
Shirley hummed softly, then she suddenly took out the love letter and greeting card and folded it into a paper airplane.
"Don't you see who gave it to me?" Luofu asked.
"Whoever gave it to him." The girl with the ponytail gently threw the paper plane away with her right hand. It drew an arc in mid-air and finally fell into the trash can.
"I wouldn't like it anyway. There's no need to watch it."
"Is that so?"
"Isn't that so?" When Shirley was confused, her eyes were particularly bright. She tilted her head slightly, stared at the boy and asked:
"So... you have read all the love letters and greeting cards you received today. Are you ready to reply?"
"How can I be so free and bored if I don't have anything to do!"
Luofu took out a stack of greeting cards from his pocket. He thought for a moment and said, "When you are free, let's make origami airplanes. How about we compete with each other to see whose paper airplane can fly farther?"
The pony-tailed girl blinked her beautiful eyes, her raised eyebrows softened slightly, and a warm smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Luofu stared at Shirley's increasingly delicate and beautiful side face and asked, "Why are you smiling?"
"Did I laugh?"
"Laughed!"
"Okay...if I don't tell you, I won't tell you!"
Shirley's smile was particularly bright. She reached out and grabbed a love letter from Rove's hand, quickly folded it into a paper airplane, and then threw it out. The girl grinned and said:
"Fly!"
The paper plane made a half-circle in mid-air, but finally turned and flew towards the potions classroom.
"..."
At this moment, another dwarf ran into the corridor in the distance, and Rolf quickly pulled out his wand, preparing to shut him up.
Fortunately, the little dwarf was not sending love letters to Rolf and Shirley, so they both breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
The dwarf strode into the Potions classroom and heard Professor Snape yelling: "Get out!"
The dwarf looked at the wand in Snape's hand. He had no choice but to leave the classroom and stand in the corridor, saying loudly:
"I have a musical message to deliver in person."
said the dwarf, and struck the harp.
"Dear Professor Snape, whenever I brew the potion, I will think of you!
Ah, your black hair covered with oily residue is like aconite from Wolfsbane! Ah, your handsome withered face is like wormwood infusion!
Ah, I miss you so much. When I miss you the most, I lie on the bed, chanting a spell desperately, and feel so uncomfortable that I slap my own cheeks harder and harder until tears flow out of my eyes. I really want to
You are going crazy thinking about it, as if you were cursed..."
Professor Snape rushed out of the classroom. He raised his wand high and a thick red light flashed past.
The dwarf flew upside down like a kite with its string cut off. He lay on the ground, twitched twice, and passed out.
Snape turned around murderously.
As soon as the Bowtruckle let go, the glass bottle fell on the heads of the boy and girl again, and it immediately hid itself.
Luo Fu and Shirley also quickly straightened their faces and straightened their backs, like two little door gods.
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In the Potions class, a sensational incident of a professor attacking a dwarf occurred, which quickly spread throughout Hogwarts.
Although Professor Snape usually likes to be eccentric, he has never been so angry in class. The scene was really scary.
Many students speculated that the love letter and greeting card may come from Lockhart's revenge. After all, he drank the "magic potion" sent by Snape last semester and was admitted directly to St. Mungo's Hospital of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Some students thought it was Harry and Ron. Not to mention Harry, Ron was also pushed into the crucible by Snape before Christmas... They had a deep hatred.
Maybe twins!
Well, Professor Snape has too many enemies, almost spread across three colleges, and everyone looks like a criminal suspect.
Even Neville is included in the discussion!
However, many students laughed and laughed and suddenly started crying while happily discussing the murderer.
Even Professor Snape received a love letter... Regardless of whether it was a prank or not, at least it meant that someone was thinking about him.
Everyone, please go and try it soon.]
And some people don’t even receive a prank love letter!
Who is more like a clown?!
In this atmosphere, the twins, who always like to use their brains, started a love letter writing service.
For only ten kats, you can receive a love letter with disgusting words; for one penny, there will be a bright red lipstick mark on the greeting card... Let you be as decent as you want in front of your friends!
When it was almost time for the dinner, the whole auditorium was still noisy, and many students were still using the last moment to send their love letters.
At the Gryffindor table, Harry and Ron were discussing something quietly.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! George and Fred came over, they sat down at the dining table, and George asked:
"Hey, I heard Li said that you two are looking for us?"
Harry raised his head, looked around carefully and said, "George, I want to ask you something."
"whats the matter?"
Harry took out a few mushrooms from his arms and said in a low voice, "These are the tripe mushrooms we stole from Professor Sprout's greenhouse."
"I want you to find a way to put it in Malfoy's meals."
"This is easy." Fred took the tripe and smiled: "Hoho, even though I don't know what you two are going to do, we have already wanted to punish that kid!"
"Thank you then." Harry suddenly asked strangely: "Why are your lips so red?"
"Oh." George wiped the mark on the corner of his mouth vigorously, and said with a smile: "Maybe he ate too many strawberries."
Fred changed the subject, patted Ron on the shoulder and smiled: "Dear little brother, you didn't receive a love letter today, did you?"
"Who hasn't received it?" Ron carefully took out a letter from his underwear and said proudly, "Who are you looking down on? I also have a love letter."
Fred wanted to take the letter, but Ron quickly blocked his hand. He showed off:
"Do you see the lipstick mark here?"
Ron sniffed the perfume on the love letter again, and said with an intoxicated look: "The other party must be a beautiful woman... and she asked me to meet this evening."
"Are you going?" George said, holding back a smile.
"Of course I'm going." Ron touched the lipstick mark and said in a daze: