Hogwarts: I will not become the Dark Lord

“Gryffindor, another ten points deducted!” Snape announced sternly, simultaneously snatching the magazine from Harry's desk. His fingertips lightly flicked through the pages, his gaze coldly sweeping across Rita Skeeter's article. “Daring to read magazines so brazenly in my classroom!”

The underground potions classroom was instantly filled with the gleeful laughter of Slytherin students. Snape's thin lips curled into a sneer, appearing particularly grating.

Fury surged within Harry, but he could only watch helplessly as Snape, far from relenting, instead began to read the article aloud with even greater malice. Each word was like a sharp blade, carving deep marks into his heart.

Harry felt his cheeks burn, as if they could ignite the surrounding air. After reading each sentence, Snape would deliberately pause, giving the Slytherin students time to jeer.

“Strange, Rita Skeeter seems to have a particular ‘soft spot’ for you!” Snape's sarcastic words dripped with obvious mockery. As he spoke, he rolled the magazine into a tube, each movement accompanied by the Slytherins' increasingly frantic laughter. “I don't care about your messy affairs, but if you ever dare to sneak into my office again, stealing my ingredients…”

“I absolutely did not!” Harry retorted indignantly, his voice trembling slightly with anger.

“Dare you claim that the Gillyweed you used during the competition wasn't stolen from me?” Snape lowered his voice, each word squeezed out as if from between clenched teeth. “And the Boomslang skin!”

Boomslang skin? Harry suddenly remembered that Hermione had needed Boomslang skin in their second year to brew Polyjuice Potion. At the time, Harry and Ron had been worried about not having the ingredients, but unexpectedly they had turned up in their dormitory. At this moment, everything became clear, and Harry suddenly understood that Dobby must have stolen it again.

“If you ever dare to sneak into my office in the dead of night again, Potter…” Snape's voice was low and dangerous. He slowly reached into the depths of his black robes, a gesture that made Harry's heart leap into his throat, thinking Snape was about to draw his wand.

However, Snape merely retrieved a small, exquisite crystal bottle from within his robes, filled with a clear, transparent liquid.

“Potter, do you know what potion this is?” A cunning and malicious glint returned to Snape's eyes. “Veritaserum, a powerful potion that can make you reveal the truth. I brewed it especially for you!”

Seeing Harry lower his head, Snape smirked. He put away the Veritaserum and shifted his gaze to Jerry, who was sitting in the row behind Harry.

Jerry: …

I knew Snape was up to no good!

Jerry ignored him and picked up his knife to cut the ginger root on the table.

“Perhaps I should give Rita Skeeter a reminder, maybe she can get some news from your mouth!” Snape snorted softly upon seeing this, the smile on his lips growing even wider.

Heh! Jerry glanced at Snape. Do you believe that I can send Rita Skeeter an anonymous letter detailing why Potions Master Severus Snape doesn't have a wife even now?

Just then, the classroom door was gently knocked.

“Enter,” Snape replied in his trademark icy tone.

The door slowly opened, and the eyes of the entire class turned to the doorway. Karkaroff strode in, nervously twirling his goatee with his fingers as he walked, his expression revealing some anxiety and urgency.

“I need to talk to you!” Karkaroff said directly as soon as he approached Snape's desk.

“Karkaroff, I am teaching a class right now!” Snape frowned slightly and responded in a low voice. However, his words were interrupted by Karkaroff's firm interruption.

“No, Severus, I must say it now. While you're still here, you've been avoiding it.”

Harry cleverly raised a measuring cup, pretending to check if the amount of armadillo bile was sufficient, but in reality, the corner of his eye was constantly glancing at the two confronting professors. Juicy gossip!

Karkaroff seemed anxious and uneasy, while Snape couldn't hide his anger. The emotions of the two formed a stark contrast in the classroom.

In the following time, Karkaroff kept pacing back and forth at the classroom door, preventing Snape from having any chance to escape. Everyone in the classroom also wanted to know what Karkaroff wanted to talk to Snape about!

“You guys go first, I'll go to the hall to find you later!” When the bell rang for the end of class, Harry deliberately let the bottle filled with armadillo bile slip, splashing a sticky liquid all over the floor. In this way, while the students were getting up one after another and rushing noisily towards the door, Harry took the opportunity to squat down, using cleaning the ground as an excuse, hiding behind the cauldron.

Jerry and the others nodded and returned to the hall, but before they had sat for a while, Harry also came to the hall.

“Harry, what did you find out? What did Karkaroff want to talk to Snape about?” Hermione asked impatiently after Harry sat down.

“I didn't have time to hear any secrets before Snape discovered me and kicked me out. However, I saw Karkaroff pull up the left sleeve of his robe and show Snape something on his forearm. Snape's reaction at the time was very flustered!” Harry said in a low voice.

“It's definitely not a good thing,” Ron immediately chimed in, his tone full of certainty. “You guys forgot, Sirius said that Karkaroff used to be a Death Eater!”

“And Snape…” Harry frowned, “Even though Jerry and I both used Gillyweed, he insisted on suspecting me alone!”

“Whether Snape suspected me or not, I don't know,” Jerry smiled mysteriously, “But did you see me use Gillyweed?”

“What do you mean?” Harry scratched his head and looked at Neville. At the time, Ron and Hermione were both underwater, and only Neville was a spectator. Neville shook his head, indicating that he really didn't see Jerry use Gillyweed.

“But, at the time, your appearance underwater was clearly that of someone who had used Gillyweed!” Harry said.

“I didn't deny it!” Jerry shrugged. “However, I'm different from you. I avoided people and used Gillyweed after diving underwater. Unlike you, standing on the shore, you openly took out the Gillyweed and stuffed it into your mouth, as if you were afraid Snape wouldn't see it!”

Harry: 凸 (艹 皿 艹 )

Then why the hell didn't you remind me earlier!

You took all the advantages and left all the tricks to me!