Chapter 337: It’S Hard Snape, I’Ll Bear The Insults, Let’S Show Off Our Cards

Chapter 337: It’S Hard Snape, I’Ll Bear The Insults, Let’S Show Off Our Cards

Hearing Phineas's annoying drake voice, the boy looked at him unkindly: "Phineas, if you call me a brat again, believe it or not, I will take care of Sirius.

Snape looked at Phineas encouragingly, silently cheering for him in his heart.

Don't be a coward, Principal Black, you can definitely do it.

You are the most unpopular principal in the history of the school. How can you be afraid of a student?

Sure enough, Phineas lived up to Snape's expectations. After hearing Wayne's threat, he just snorted:

"You can go if you want. As long as that useless grandson is alive, you can do whatever you want with the rest.

Seeing that this old guy was in a hurry, Wayne could only detect the killer move: "Phineas.

"Huh?" The old man snorted, looking proud.

The young man said quietly: "I recently met a new curse-breaker. He is very proficient in the traps and defense magic of ancient tombs... I would like to invite him to visit the Black family.'

Phineas' expression changed.

Could he not know who the Cursebreaker at Gringotts was?

The name sounds lofty, but he is actually a tomb robber!

Apart from ancient ruins and certain wizards' graveyards, where can I use to break the curse?

If his own grave was dug... Phineas shivered and his attitude softened, "Wayne, we are all old acquaintances, so don't bother your curse-breaker friend."

"You work first. When you and Dumbledore are done, just come and see me."

The light in Snape's eyes completely disappeared, and Professor McGonagall pursed her lips hard to prevent herself from laughing.

Dumbledore watched with a smile as the two of them finished their exchange of feelings, and then asked: "Mr. Lawrence, why did you come to see me?"

"There are indeed some." Wayne nodded, "You go ahead, I can go out and wait for a while to chat with the gargoyles." "

The Sorting Hat also came to life, "Take me with you, come on."

"No need to bother." Dumbledore squinted at the cheerful hat and said softly: "Just sit here for a while, we won't need too long."

Wayne didn't refuse and sat directly on the sofa.

Professor McGonagall and Snape have just arrived, and they are not doing the same thing.

"Minerva, I received letters from several other principals last night. The communication team this time is a huge one."

The old man crossed his fingers and placed them on his chest: "Except for students who meet the registration requirements, there will be some young wizards from each grade, which are equivalent to a different kind of exchange students.

“These people will also be in class with our students.”

Professor McGonagall's face changed slightly, "We are in class together, is this true?"

"Ah, after all, the only one who can lead the team is the principal, and their professors have all stayed in the school."

"I understand." Professor McGonagall straightened her body. She already knew the purpose of Bledo's coming here.

If the Holy Grail War is a competition between the chosen ones, then now is a test for the professors.

Professor McGonagall has regarded the school as her home. Naturally, she will not allow the professors at Hogwarts to be said to be inferior to those at their college. After returning, she must carefully plan the class content and show her superb level.

The overall quality of the students must also be improved, so as to prove the teaching quality of Hogwarts.

She had a headache when she thought about some students who had trouble reciting incantations.

"Minerva" Dumbledore encouraged with a smile: "I believe you can handle these little things, so I leave them all to you."

"I will try my best."

After saying that, the bell in the castle rang just in time, and Professor McGonagall hurriedly left to go to class. Wayne looked at Dumbledore with a look of contempt.

The shopkeeper said so grandiosely that he was the master of the job. If it hadn't been for a very responsible vice-principal, this poor school would have fallen into disgrace sooner or later.

Dumbledore also noticed the contempt in the young man's eyes, and his old face turned a little red. He abruptly changed the subject and said: "So Snape... I have read your application for increased funding. I'm sorry, but the school has no more plans to help you." Load more materials."

"Are you kidding, Dumbledore?" Snape's brows furrowed into a 'tic' shape.

"This year's materials are almost one-third less than usual, and many advanced materials have been cut in half. My teaching plan has been completely disrupted."

"Wait a moment." Wayne raised his hand, interrupting Snape's accusation.

He cleared his throat: "Professor Snape, this is also the question I want to ask. Why do you need to buy so many potion ingredients before the start of this semester? The school didn't have such a tradition before."

"Compared with previous years, the funds allocated by the school directors have not decreased this year, and have even increased. Where did the money go?"

These words almost opened Snape's mouth and poured the dirty water directly into it. Sure enough, his nose was so angry that he was so angry [with ten fingers Dumbledore shouted: "It's none of my business!"

"I'm not the principal, he's the one in charge of money!"

"That's because I misunderstood you, Professor Snape." Wayne apologized sincerely, and Snape's face felt much better. But the boy's next words made him so angry that he took out his wand!

"After all, there are so many professors in the school, and you seem to be the most suspicious."

"Okay, stop arguing." Dumbledore nodded helplessly and pressed Snape's hand holding the wand down.

If these two people continue to bicker, they will probably start a fight.

When the time comes, he will have to find someone to take over the Potions class, and he won't be the one to take over.

"Wayne, you saw it too." Dumbledore explained patiently: "Most of the funds are actually spent on the construction of new buildings, and hundreds of students from other countries will come soon. This year's budget is indeed tight. ”

"I understand." Wayne nodded.

In fact, when he returned to school and saw the building, he understood what was going on. It was just to disgust Snape.

"Lawrence, you are so rich, don't you want to donate more to the school?" Snape sneered.

"There is no reason to ask students to donate money." Dumbledore frowned.

"That's right." Wayne looked at the old bat with disdain: "How about this, Professor Snape, I'll be the one to blame. You'll have to make up for the missing potion ingredients this semester."

"R...R..."

Snape's fingers were trembling. He had never heard of people having to bring their own raw materials to work.

What a capitalist!

Dumbledore didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Just as he was about to refuse, Wayne's thin voice came to his ears.

"Please help me once, and I will tell you some good news later."

After looking at the boy suspiciously for two seconds, Dumbledore decided to believe him once.

Then, he looked at Snape with a smile: "Severus, the school will never forget your contribution."

"Dumbledore?" Snape looked at him in disbelief.

"Snape, take your life." Dumbledore sighed.

Facing these two foxes, an old one and a young one, even the director of the Snake House is powerless to save them.

In the end, Snape could only agree in humiliation.

Wayne signaled him with his eyes that there is nothing more to do with you here, so just leave quickly.

But Snape was motionless. He was about to bleed profusely. Do you two have any secrets that I can't hear?

He is still spending his time here today!

Seeing him like this, Wayne could only helplessly say, "Okay, actually

With a flash, a ray of red light flew out from his cuffs, hitting the unsuspecting Snape, and he fainted without saying a word.

Dumbledore's mind went blank due to Wayne's move.

...someone attacked the professor in front of him?

Wayne smiled politely: "Sorry, Principal, what I'm going to say next is very important. I don't think I can let Professor Snape know, so I'd better let him sleep for a while first.

"Then...just go to sleep." Lao Deng nodded numbly.

Now that things are like this, what can he do?

"Mr. Lawrence, what exactly do you want to say?"

"Well, that's actually the good news I said. I discovered a secret about Professor Moody."

"Oh?" Dumbledore was also curious.

Wayne said cheerfully: "The secret is...the current target professor is not himself, but someone else pretending to be him.

"What did you say?" The smile that often hung on the old man's face disappeared.

"You heard me right, the current Professor Moody is not Moody, he is someone else pretending to be him. Didn't you notice that last night he only drank wine from his own flask, and it was the same this morning as well. What was in it was actually Polyjuice Potion. ”

"That's Moody's habit." Dumbledore said calmly: "As a senior Auror, he is very sensitive because there are too many people who want to kill him."

"It is irrational to doubt a professor based on this alone, Mr. Lawrence, and I do not believe this is the level you should be."

"Even you have been fooled. I have to say that he is indeed very capable." Wayne chuckled, "Please let me occupy some of your time and tell a story.

Dumbledore nodded noncommittally: "I'm all ears."

The portraits of the past principals on the wall all opened their eyes at some point, but no one made any sound for fear of disturbing the two of them.

Wayne slowly told the story of what happened between Crouch and his wife, and how little Barty was rescued.

Dumbledore's expression slowly began to change.

"I can't imagine this is something Barty could do."

"Everyone has their weaknesses, and Mr. Crouch's only weakness is his wife.

Dumbledore sighed: "Even a beautiful emotion like love can make people do wrong things that are irreparable."

Maybe he was feeling sorry for Crouch, or... he was talking about his past self.

"Mistakes are mistakes, and this is more serious than the miscarriage of justice on Sirius." Dumbledore said seriously: "If it were before, I would support you in pushing Barty up [but now."

"He can't be Minister for Magic."

"I didn't have this plan originally." Wayne shrugged nonchalantly: "He just needs to be the director of the Legal Enforcement Department. That's his job.'

After chatting with the old man from the Bones family that day, Wayne changed his mind.

Ministers are generally subject to re-election restrictions. They have to resign after ten years at most, but this does not apply to department heads. If you make no mistakes, you can work until you can't do anything anymore. It is similar to his uncle Humphrey's civil service system. .

So Wayne just needs to make sure that the people above him are not idiots like Fudge and control the real power departments below.

"But how did Barty Jr. escape, and how can you be sure that Moody is Barty Jr. pretending to be?" Dumbledore continued to ask.

"Crouch was so busy a while ago that he didn't go home at all, the World Cup, the Holy Grail War... there were too many things going on. Just a few days before the game, Barty Jr. escaped."

"Then how are you sure this Moody is him?"

"It's very simple." Wayne took out a piece of parchment, spread it flat on the table, tapped his finger on it, and said softly: "I solemnly swear that I have done nothing good.

The ink line emerged from the center, and then quickly extended to the surroundings, quickly outlining a complete picture.

The map of Hogwarts has a lot of people's names on it. Most of them haven't moved. They should be in class.

It was also the first time for Dumbledore to see this map. He looked at it curiously for a moment, and then he praised it again and again:

"This is your work? It's a very clever magic that establishes a connection with the castle. Have you been there before?"

"No, I didn't make this." Wayne shook his head slightly: "But you should be familiar with its production. This is the masterpiece of the predators back then."

"James?" Dumbledore was slightly startled.

"That's right." Wayne nodded calmly: "I got the map by accident. I figured everything out after hearing Sirius introduce their nicknames last year.

"

Wayne once suspected that this map was not made by James Potter and the others, but that it was found from 75B in the Requirement Library or somewhere else.

But he could be sure after chatting with Sirius during the summer vacation and acquiring the Black family's book collection.

This is indeed the work of several of them.

The ancient and noble Black family does have a few brushes and a profound background. Most of the technology for this map was provided by Sirius.

They used a kind of real name magic. As long as they are mentioned in this area, they will be recorded on the map. And it can be maintained for such a long time because of this map.

The magic source used comes from the core of the castle.

From a certain perspective, Hogwarts is like a huge magic prop, with a moving elevator and a beautiful ceiling, all of which require magic to support.

The castle has an ability, which is to absorb the magic power that the little wizard usually escapes, and store it for the daily consumption of the castle.

Sirius and the others found the core back then and used magic to establish a connection between the map and the castle.

The location of the core surprised Weiss even more.

It's actually right below the kitchen.

When he is free, he must visit it.

While Wayne was in a daze, Dumbledore was already studying the names on the map.

He saw his name and Wayne's name in the principal's office. Professor McGonagall was in the Transfiguration classroom. There were dozens of names crowded in that small grid.

Lido took a look, it must be the third-year Transfiguration class, and he saw several famous third-year Gryffindor and Ravenclaw ministers.

Then his eyes moved to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, and his eyes suddenly froze.

A name that shouldn't appear in the classroom did appear there - Barty Crouch.

But Moody's name stayed quietly in the office, motionless.

By now, he was 90% sure of what he said to Wayne.

"Huh..." Dumbledore breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling very complicated.

In yesterday's contact, he didn't notice anything strange about 'Moody' at all. How could a normal person think about it?

Fortunately, Weiss, and this map, could save Eddie from suffering.

Dumbledore was not worried about Moody's life, because Polyjuice Potion required the shapeshifting target to survive.

"Professor, when will we start taking action?" Wayne rubbed his hands expectantly.

"Alastor's magic eye is very wonderful. If we suddenly go to find him, we will definitely alert him." Dumbledore said solemnly: "There must be a suitable reason to bring him to my office."

Only in the office can everything be ensured. "

"It doesn't have to be so troublesome, right?" Wayne felt that Lao Deng was a little too cautious: "I just rushed into his office and I made sure I couldn't escape."

"Yes, I'll go too," a hoarse voice said.

Wayne was startled and turned around to find that Snape was already awake.

He had deliberately controlled his strength just now, and even Nuo Xian and Toby couldn't wake up so quickly.

How did Snape do it?.