Chapter 252 It Doesn’T Matter Whether The Wild History Is True Or Not, As Long As It Is Wild Enough

Chapter 252 It Doesn’T Matter Whether The Wild History Is True Or Not, As Long As It Is Wild Enough

When gods fight, mortals suffer.

It was obviously a feud between Wayne and Snape, but it was the unlucky Slytherin children and Lupine who were hurt.

The combination of old and new hatreds made Snape determined to take revenge without hesitation, even though he himself felt disgusted.

Directly adding the raw materials into the wolfsbane potion does not show off his skills as a potion master.

So Snape decided to use a more high-end method.

extraction!

He directly took out his magic wand and controlled the bucket of fertilizer to fly up.

Under the stunned eyes of Crabbe and Goyle, he said to them:

"Remember to take a shower after you finish your work, otherwise don't go back to the dormitory."

After saying that, he walked away.

In the next few days, the whole school atmosphere took on a new look.

The quality of the students has suddenly improved countless times. When they meet the teacher, they will say hello respectfully and dare not leave without receiving a reply.

Snape did not escalate the situation to cause trouble for the other little badgers.

Even though Slytherin's points had been deducted to single digits now, he just watched indifferently until Professor Sprout took the initiative to stop.

He didn't know it before, but now that he had been criticized several times, Snape found that he was still quite embarrassed about this herbal medicine professor who usually seemed kind and amiable.

The less trouble, the better.

Forget it.

All the accounts were put on Lupin's head.

The day of the full moon is finally approaching.

Snape enthusiastically took the potion that he had prepared and came to Lupin's office.

"Severus?" Seeing his appearance, he looked extremely surprised: "It's hard to imagine that you would appear in my office.

"Who would be alone in a room with you if it weren't for Dumbledore's orders?"

Snape sneered, "Your potion is ready. If I didn't remind you, would you still be planning to act viciously that day?"

Lupine's expression was a little unnatural: "No, I'm just too busy recently and forgot about it. Anyway, I still want to thank you.

"No need." Snape put the bottle on the desk and backed away slowly, but had no intention of leaving.

Lupine looked at him strangely.

"I have to supervise you to drink the medicine for the safety of the students." Snape explained with a normal expression.

Lupine nodded indifferently, opened the bottle cap, and then his expression changed.

He hesitated, "This medicine... tastes quite unique?"

Lupin couldn't describe the weird smell, just like toilet mud that had been fermented for several days and heated on the stove. 787

Difficult to evaluate, really difficult to evaluate.

"I didn't make this potion." Snape changed the topic lightly: "You should be lucky that this is an improved version cooked by Lawrence himself. You only need to be weak for two days."

Lupine's expression became even more ugly: "Did you tell him?"

"No, no, no." Snape shook his head proudly, "You underestimated that monster too much. He should have confirmed your identity almost as soon as he saw you."

"It's just that people are too lazy to care. It has nothing to do with me at all."

Snape would deny Wayne's character, but he would never belittle Wayne's experience and talent.

If he denies this, then who is he, so far inferior to Wayne?

And he didn't cheat on Lupin just now.

This is indeed the magic potion brewed by Wayne. He just added a few drops of extract to make the potion taste more sour.

Everything is for Lupin's good.

The atmosphere in the room became dull, and Lupin did not expect that his identity as a werewolf could be seen through so easily, but he did not notice it at all.

Wayne was usually very polite and didn't look at him with any discriminatory eyes at all.

It's not like he knew he was a werewolf at all.

Thinking of this, Lupine raised his head, drank the potion in one gulp, and then his eyes bulged.

"Swallow it!" Snape's eyes flashed with excitement and he yelled, "Don't spit it out!"

It wasn't until he saw Lupin's throat twitching and he drank all the potion that he smiled with satisfaction.

"Now you are safe."

"The forty-eight hours after the full moon night is a period of weakness. If you have Defense Against the Dark Arts classes during those days, I can take care of it.

"I understand, can you go?" Lupine said weakly.

He feels that he is weak now.

Snape said nothing and closed the office door forcefully.

The next day, Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Lupine put the kappa back into the box, assigned the homework, and announced the end of get out of class.

"Wayne, please wait." Wayne stopped as he and Hermione were about to leave.

"Would you like to come to my office for a cup of tea?" Lupine invited.

"Okay." Wayne nodded, and then said to Hermione: "You go to the auditorium first, and I'll see you in the library later.

"Yeah." Hermione nodded slightly and walked out of the classroom holding the book.

Wayne followed Lupin and walked in the other direction. It was time for get out of class to end (bfbd), and there were many little wizards in the corridor.

Almost everyone who meets Lupin will greet him warmly, which is not formulaic.

Well, except for some Slytherins, who looked down upon Lupin's shabby appearance.

Pushing open the door to the office, Lupine turned back and said with a smile: "Although there are some things that a professor shouldn't say, Slytherin is still the same and hasn't changed at all.

"Come in, the room is a bit messy, please don't mind."

Wayne walked in. This was the third Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office he had been to.

Quirrell's office is unremarkable, with just a huge floor-to-ceiling mirror. Lockhart's is extremely gorgeous, with his posters and interview clips plastered everywhere.

Lupine's office is indeed as messy as he said. There are several cages and water tanks in the room, all with magical animals in them.

"What do you think of Grindylow next class?"

Sitting Wayne on the sofa, Lupine made him a pot of tea.

"Isn't it too simple?" Wayne thought for a moment and replied: "Everyone should be able to deal with magical animals of this level."

"That's true." Lupine nodded, "I've also been thinking recently about whether to increase the difficulty."

Although Defense Against the Dark Arts has been delayed for two years, Hogwarts students have not fallen behind in other courses, and their ability to learn spells is also constantly improving.

As long as you meet a suitable teacher, you can quickly realize this accumulation.

This is also the reason why in the future, Harry's formation of Dumbledore's army will go smoothly.

"Do you have any good suggestions?" Lupine asked again.

"You are the professor." Wayne smiled, "And if you ask me, the opinions you get are not very informative."

"That's true."

Lupine nodded. If they were all talented students like Wayne, he would probably have to retire as a professor.

"Is this why you came to me to ask?" Wayne took a sip of tea and put down the fat cup and asked.

This tea is far inferior to Lao Deng's, but considering Lupin's net worth, it would be good to drink some.

"No." Lupin smiled gently: "I mainly want to thank you. If it weren't for you to improve the Wolfsbane potion, I'm afraid I wouldn't have gotten such a decent job."

Wayne looked at him in surprise.

Why did Lupine blow himself up?

"X,13..."

"Snape told me everything." Lupine said, "You helped me brew the medicine I drank."

Immediately, a look of fear appeared on his face, "I just want to ask if the taste of our medicine can be improved? It is really difficult to swallow."

"Is it hard to drink?" Wayne asked doubtfully: "I remember the taste should be refreshing. There is catnip in the raw materials. After drinking it, I feel cold all over. The blood bramble is sweet, so it still tastes a little sweet."

Lupin's expression was extremely exciting: "You call that taste sweet?"

"Wait." Wayne noticed something was wrong. He took out a small bag and rummaged through it for a long time before taking out a bottle of improved wolfsbane potion.

"Is that so?" Wayne asked.

He suspected that Snape was up to something. 【013703415 Feilu 230042130】

Lupine nodded affirmatively, and after Wayne opened the bottle cap, he shook his head again.

"It tastes completely different."

The two looked at each other and fell silent.

"Well..." Wayne laughed dryly and said, "I can guarantee that when I handed it to Professor Snape, the potion was in this state. As for later... maybe he made some improvements for better effects?"

Lupine also agreed with a smile.

What a snot-nosed person, you actually used this method to plot against him.

After being a Death Eater for several years, the Dark Lord taught you this?

But in front of Wayne, it's not easy for him to get angry immediately.

"Wayne, since you made these potions, why don't you give them to me directly from now on and cause trouble to other professors in Western Province?"

"Okay." Wayne agreed readily, "Just keep this bottle of potion for now. The amount in it is enough for next month."

"I'll give you the rest later."

"Thanks." Lupine said gratefully.

The grudges of the old era have never dissipated, but they have become less clear under the influence of time and distance.

Now, the battle between the Arrival and the Half-Blood Prince begins again.

It used to be four against one, now it's one against one.

After confirming that he had been tricked by Snape, Lupine began to fight back.

He didn't target the students either, but when chatting with his classmates intentionally or unintentionally, he revealed a few scandals about Snape's past.

The Marauders had played with Snape many times back then, so they didn't want to have too many handles on him.

Lupine, who has matured a lot, will naturally not choose to make big revelations to expose people's scars, but some small things are innocuous.

It didn't take long for these gossips to spread throughout the castle.

After the person involved learned about it, he was so angry that he smashed several cauldrons. In the Potions class, Angelina was deducted five points for raising her left hand in response to a question.

Then in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I was given five extra points for arriving early.

The fight between the two was witnessed by other professors.

The other deans had been teachers of these two people back then, and they knew about their grudges. As long as they didn't go too far, they didn't bother to take care of them.

On this day, Wayne returned to Hufflepuff's lounge.

In the warm room, a large group of little badgers gathered around the big round table in the middle. There was no food on it, but a sorting hat that could blind the eyes.

"Back when I was still with Gryffindor, I knew that without Ravenclaw, this school would have to disband sooner or later."

The Sorting Hat opened a gap and said proudly.

"Why?" a little badger asked strangely.

"You don't know this, right?" With the compliment, the Sorting Hat spoke more energetically.

"Gryffindor is a reckless man. Although he has the idea of ​​starting a school, he has no enthusiasm and can't do anything well. He often gets into trouble."

"Although Slytherin is smart, he is full of brains.

The children have some weird magic, which can easily lead children to bad things.

"As for your Dean Hufflepuff, she said in the words of the Lawrence boy, Helga is a homebody who doesn't want to go out even if she is sleeping except for cooking.

"Only Ravenclaw, this smart and beautiful witch." The Sorting Hat said intoxicatedly: "She can control the other three people, and that's why Hogwarts is what it is today."

"Oh, and the most important thing is, she also has a beautiful blue hat."

After being taken out of the principal's office by Wayne, the Sorting Hat would often tell some secrets and interesting stories he knew, attracting many little wizards every time.

And every time he hears the little wizard's admiration and exclamation, he can feel that the hat student has reached his peak.

This is life.

In the past, in the principal's office, all he faced were bad old men who wouldn't talk to him, and he only had the chance to show his face once a year.

It's not like now, when the little wizard chats with him every day and provides some suggestions for the songs he makes up.

It makes it not want to go back.

It’s better to follow the Lawrence boy.

"Isn't this wrong?" Hannah questioned what the Sorting Hat said just now: "The relationship between the four founders should be equal. Why would others listen to Ravenclaw's words?

?"

"That's right." A student agreed: "None of the four founders have ever been principals, so naturally there is no distinction between them."

"What do you know?" The sorting hat shook: "This is not a simple relationship. It can be said that these four people came together entirely because of Ravenclaw's personal charm."

He suddenly said mysteriously: "Gryffindor has a crush on Ravenclaw and has been chasing her, Slytherin has a crush on Gryffindor, and Hufflepuff is Ravenclaw's best friend. They

They often appear together, and I feel like something is not right about these two women.

"Do you think Ravenclaw is the most important?"

"Is it so exciting?" A group of girls were so excited that their faces flushed, and many indescribable pictures appeared in their minds.

Wayne, who had just returned, also heard the Sorting Hat's words, and suddenly his head was full of black lines.

It doesn't matter whether the unofficial history is true or not, that's fine.

He walked to the table and picked up the sorting hat.

"Hey, boy Lawrence, why are you back?"

The Sorting Hat screamed as the tip of its fate was pinched.

"I'll come back and listen to your nonsense. Okay, I've had enough fun today. Let's continue talking about your wild history tomorrow.

After that, I have to go back to the dormitory with my hat on.

"Wayne, I'm waiting for the country." Cedric quickly grabbed him.

"There's Quidditch training this weekend, just join in." Cedric begged, "Help me, we really have no one now."

Last school year, three main players of the team graduated at once, and now seeing Hufflepuff's lineup, Cedric feels numb.

Two chasers are new, and there is a rookie goalkeeper.

Although these three people have been training with the team last year, their level and experience are far behind those of Woley and others.

There is no hope of winning the championship at all.

So, Cedric took another idea on Wayne's head.

When the time comes, Wayne will be the seeker and he will be the chaser, there will be absolutely no problem.

"Cedric, do you think I have that time?" Wayne patted his shoulder helplessly: "You have to believe in yourself, as long as you can quickly catch the golden fly every time

Thief, we can win. "

"Okay, come on and train, I'm leaving first."

After saying that, Wayne entered the dormitory passage, and he was eager to have a video call with Nagini.

"You think I'm riding a Firebolt." Looking at his back, Cedric complained and continued to worry. .