I earned 100 million Galleons at Hogwarts

Chapter 105 School rumors
A rumor suddenly arose in Hogwarts, and it spread throughout the school like a tsunami.

Snape and Professor Quirrell seem to have had some red-hot ties.

Everyone didn't believe it at first.

But as more and more people said that they had met Professor Snape and Quirrell by chance at night.

Everyone believed it again.

After the initial hustle and bustle, the excitement in everyone's hearts gradually eased.

The eyes that looked at Snape and Professor Quirrell were full of understanding and encouragement.

Although Professor Quirrell vehemently denies it, not many people seem to believe it.

Their relationship seems to have been settled in people's minds.

Malfoy also received his due reward for being the source of the rumors.

One afternoon, he was called to the office by Professor Snape.

After the door was closed, a hoarse wail came from the house, which lasted for a long time.

When Malfoy came out of the office, he seemed to be exhausted.

Every day besides going to class, I just stand in the corridor and explain to my classmates.

The relationship between Snape and Professor Quirrell is very normal, just an ordinary colleague relationship.

But the students just returned a look that we understood, patted him on the shoulder and left.

Malfoy couldn't help but cry.
Potions class.

Snape finished talking about the precautions for brewing potions with a gloomy face under the gossiping eyes of everyone, and then waved his hand to ask everyone to complete today's homework.

All the students lowered their heads with a snap, staring intently at the herbs on the table.

Even if not, no one dared to look up.

There were some CP warriors in front of them, and they kept staring at Snape with weird eyes during class.

Then Snape went into a rage and shattered the hourglass of their house.

After that, there was no rush to look at Snape while brewing potions.

John peeked at Dennis' operation, and the potion in the crucible gradually took shape, emitting white steam.

Suddenly, a cooling fan came from behind, and John suddenly felt his back brighten.

He quickly withdrew his peeking eyes and concentrated on stirring the potion in front of him.

Snape walked to his side and stopped, seeming to observe his operation.

John couldn't help but get more serious.

"Stir faster!" Snape said coldly.

John raised his eyebrows in surprise, and the stirring speed increased: "Thank you, Professor."

Snape said nothing, turned and left.

Dennis on the side swallowed hard the saliva in his mouth, and whispered in disbelief: "Is he really Snape? Could it be?"

John quickly waved his hand to interrupt Dennis' next words.

Dancing in front of Snape, he was afraid that Dennis would not be able to get out of this classroom today!
Dennis came to his senses and showed a grateful expression to John. He didn't dare to speak any more, and concentrated on boiling the potion.

John lowered his head, stirred the potion with one hand, and picked up a small ball of paper with the other.

It seemed Snape had left it behind.

But he just kept staring at the cauldron and didn't pay much attention.

what is this?
John pinched the ball of paper suspiciously, and there was something neither hard nor soft inside.

He unfolded the ball of paper, his expression froze immediately.

In the center of the paper was a rectangular piece of chewing gum.

And he's pretty familiar.

It's the Fever Candy developed by Fred and George.

But this one belongs to the original version, and the face will swell up when people eat it.

So he took it back to study and destroyed all of them.

How could Snape have that?

John frowned thoughtfully.

Did it fall the last time I ran into Snape and Quirrell?

So Snape always knew it was me that day?
What is the purpose of taking it out now that day?
Countless questions popped up in John's mind.

He put away the fever candy and flipped through the wrapped note.

A line of fine print was found.

Come find me in the office and don't let anyone know.

"John!" Dennis' voice suddenly sounded.

"Huh?" John returned to his senses and looked at Dennis suspiciously.

"Your cauldron!" Dennis pointed eagerly, "It's going to be burnt!"

"oh oh!"

John slipped the note into his pocket and began to stir rapidly.

He decided to check out Snape's office tonight.

Find out what Snape was up to.

But before that, he felt that Dumbledore should be informed.

Be careful to make the ten thousand year ship
As night fell, Dennis purred like a giant beating a drum.

John slipped out of the dormitory silently and found out the news from the portrait.

There was no one on the way to Snape's office.

John left the common room and trotted all the way to the door of Snape's office.

There was a light knock on the door, but no one answered, but the door opened by itself.

John pushed the door open carefully and entered.

The house was dark, only the flickering candles provided a little light.

One shelf after another was placed around the room.

There were hundreds of glass jars on the shelves, taxidermy animals bobbing up and down in the slimy potion.

It looks a little eerie.

John closed the door behind his back vigilantly, and moved into the room step by step.

He didn't see Snape.

Snape couldn't have been asleep, could he?

John called softly, "Professor Snape?"

There was no response, but there seemed to be slight footsteps again.

John's heart tightened, and he took the wand into his hand.

"Send down the wand." Snape's cold voice sounded behind him.

John turned, wand in hand, right in front of Snape's raised wand.

John smiled awkwardly, gave up the idea of ​​fighting back, and put his wand back in his robes.

"Professor, what do you want from me?" John asked.

"You were the first to spread the rumors in school?" Snape asked coldly.

Co-author You called me here for this matter?
"You're wronged, Professor!" John said hastily, "How dare I do such a thing!"

It really wasn't him who did it, it was that guy Fred and George.

The two of them almost wrote a novel for Snape and Professor Quirrell.

But usually the two of them like to joke, so not many people believed it at first.

But now someone has translated their words again, and it will be a bit scary to spread them
Snape glanced at John, not sure if he believed it or not.

John looked at Snape's expression and tentatively said, "Professor, if you have nothing else to do, I'll go first."

"Wait." Snape stopped John, stared into his eyes, and muttered something.

Legilimency?

The pendant on John's neck reacted, he quickly took a step back, and reminded: "Professor, I have to deliver something to Professor Dumbledore tomorrow!"

Under the influence of the pendant, Snape only saw something false, and he couldn't help frowning.

"Professor?" John said seeing Snape's delay in responding.

Snape looked at John again: "Dumbledore said I can trust you."

(End of this chapter)