Hogwarts: Becoming a god from reselling fresh food

It was not difficult to put the Goblin Gold into Snape's office, as long as Harry mustered up the courage to step into that room again.

Last time Snape confiscated his book "Quidditch Origins", it was because he wanted to get the book back that he saw Snape's bitten leg. This time he could use the same reason to go in again. Once again, the most you can do is get yelled at.

Although he thought so, Harry was so nervous throughout the Potions class that he finally made it to the end of get out of class. Under the encouraging eyes of his friends, Harry squeezed the goblin gold coin tightly and knocked on Snape's office door. .

"Come in." Snape was sorting out the various potion materials on the shelf. Although there had been less mixing of materials since his strict ban last time, he still felt that the amount of materials used recently was more than normal.

When he turned his head and saw that it was Harry, Snape frowned and was not angry at all, "What are you going to do again? Potter?"

Harry moved as close to Snape's desk as possible. According to Tom and the others, it was best for him to stick the gold coin that had just been casted with a permanent sticking spell under the desk.

"Professor, professor, I want to get my book back..."

He had already arrived at the desk, and the hand holding the gold coin took the opportunity to reach under the desk.

"Get your dirty hands off! Pott! Don't touch my things!"

Harry was startled and pressed the gold coin in a daze, not knowing whether it was attached to the table or not, and quickly withdrew his hand.

His nervous look made Snape suspicious, "What are you doing?"

"No, no, Professor, my, book..." Harry was so nervous that he couldn't even speak clearly.

Snape looked at him for a while, then took the book "Quidditch Origins" from the messy shelf nearby and threw it on the table with a bang. His eyes never left Harry's face from the beginning to the end. , "Take your book and get out of my office!"

Harry quickly took the book, but before leaving, he was shocked to find that half of the gold coin was exposed outside the edge of the table.

But now there was no way to remedy it. He ran out in a hurry and started running as fast as he could as soon as he went out, as if he was being chased by Lu Wei.

It was terrible, Snape was terrible.

Harry would bet two thousand of his own nimbus that Snape would tear him to pieces on the spot if he delayed even one more second.

…

Luckily for them, Snape didn't seem to notice the goblin gold coin.

During dinner, several people gathered together again.

"Remember," Tom took out an elf gold coin and placed it on the table, "As long as we input magic power, we can hear each other's voice. But at this time, if we speak, Snape will also hear it! So, No one can make a sound while we bug him! We have to find a quiet enough place."

In this way, their time for classes and meals was basically excluded. Considering that Snape also had to attend class, eavesdropping could only be carried out when neither they nor Snape were in class.

"If I had known better, I should have stuffed the gold coins into Snape's clothes." Harry said.

"Do you want to hear the sound of Snape going to the toilet?" Ron said, "Ugh..."

Harry imagined that scene and couldn't help but shuddered. It was too scary. Fortunately, it was placed in the office...

They calculated the time and found that it was only suitable on Saturday when neither they nor Snape had classes.

Finally, they chose an empty underground classroom and prepared to conduct monitoring.

That day, the four little ones secretly gathered in the underground classroom. According to their guess, Snape should be in the office at this moment. They locked the classroom door, and several people gathered around a table and held their breath. Finally, Tom pressed his fingers on the gold coins to inject magic.

The sound came out quickly, but it was some kind of rustling sound. After a while, a loud "dong" sound came out, startling the four of them.

Tom quickly pulled his fingers back.

"He should have put something on the table. If the gold coin is stuck to the table, the vibration will be transmitted and the sound will be loud..." Tom said.

"Well, continue."

"Aconitum... is missing half a pound... jumping root... half a pound... bubble stem... one pound! Humph!" Snape seemed to be counting the potion ingredients.

Harry felt inexplicably guilty because he had contributed to it.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Everyone was startled, and Tom pulled his finger back again.

The knocking disappeared immediately.

"It's not here, someone is knocking on Snape's door. Come on, listen who it is..."

Tom injected his magic again.

"Professor, it's time to change the dressing..."

Harry rolled his eyes, it was Filch!

"These fangs are really powerful, but with the antidote made by Madam Pomfrey, the wound should be healed in two or three days... I'm sorry, I have to be careful..."

"That Hagrid always comes up with such dangerous things!"

"Are you running out of information? According to me, they should be hung up, interrogated one by one, and whipped a few times, so that their memory can improve..."

Filch was mumbling while giving Snape the medicine, discussing with Snape how to punish students, and Snape seemed to be listening with interest.

"Bang!" There was another sound, like something hitting the ground.

Tom subconsciously withdrew his hand, but when he thought about putting something on the table, he pressed his fingers on the gold coins again.

"What's the sound?" A question came from the gold coin.

The four little ones still didn't understand what was going on, but a voice came from above their heads, "What are you guys doing?"

As soon as they looked up, they saw a short man wearing brightly colored clothes, a bow tie and a hat, hanging upside down in the air, grinning at them with a wide mouth and smiling maliciously, "It's a prank." ?"

Peeves!

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"How dare you! Eavesdrop on me!" With the gold coins, Snape used some magic to quickly locate their location, and then asked Filch to tie them up and bring them to Professor McGonagall. in the office.

Several professors rushed over, and it was completely unheard of for a student to install goblin gold coins in the professor's office to eavesdrop on the professor's privacy!

Snape held the gold coin found under his table and said, "Potter, what else do you have to say!"

Harry was already filled with despair. He knew that he could not escape this time. If Snape caught him in the wrong, he would definitely be expelled.

"It's all my own idea and has nothing to do with them." Harry said.

He is the one who insists on getting involved in this matter. The others are actually led away by him. He doesn't want to implicate his friends.

Tom looked at Harry and frowned. I should have been more cautious. I should have made a more careful plan instead of being so reckless and started eavesdropping. I should have realized the problem when Peeves made a sound. Pull their hands back, or I should ask them to throw away the gold coins in time...

"Professor, the idea was mine." Tom said.

As soon as he said the words, he suddenly regretted it.

What am I talking about?

What should I do if I am imprisoned?

Or even, what if you get fired?

Are you going back to the orphanage?

But suddenly, Murphy's figure appeared inexplicably in his heart.

Even if I am expelled, if it is Teacher Murphy, he will definitely help me.

He didn't know why he had this idea.

Maybe it's because of the prophecy in that diary.

Maybe it was the warmth I had never felt when I was hugged by him in the orphanage, maybe it was the serious expression on his face when he taught me how to deal with old books in Diagon Alley, maybe it was the determination with which he said "This has always been the case, right?" The look on his face may be the feeling of enlightenment when he was taught scientific methodology, maybe it was because he was the first to discover his leg injury on Halloween, or maybe it was because he took on the responsibility of challenging the troll for himself...

At some point, he seemed to have developed a special kind of trust in Murphy.

He almost believed that no matter how miserable he was, his teacher could stand behind him and finally pull him out of the mire.

This seemed to give him a sense of courage, so he said, "This matter was my idea and had nothing to do with Harry."

"No! I made the plan! If you want to punish me, punish me!" Hermione said suddenly.

"I, I didn't stop them, I am also responsible..." Ron also said.

"Okay!" Snape was furious, "You are loyal, right? None of you can run away! Just wait to be expelled!"

Expelled...

Tom's heart sank again.

If fired, where would I go?

Orphanage? Or will he live on the streets?

Fear made his whole body tremble uncontrollably.

But at this moment, a hand pressed on his shoulder.

Murphy came behind him at some point, and patted his shoulder with a warm hand, like an encouragement or comfort.

"Professor Snape, it seems that you do not have such power yet." The voice that seemed to always be gentle said.

Then a tall figure walked past him, blocking them behind him.

"Well done, leave the rest to me."

Suddenly, Tom's fear disappeared.