Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Snake Have?

No matter what, tonight, this banquet will be their home venue.

And in the conference hall at this moment.

The atmosphere was very lively.

Because of Professor McGonagall's appearance, the entire conference hall was filled with her charm and style.

Even many boys couldn't help but look at Professor McGonagall secretly.

"Ahem! Teachers, please be quiet."

Professor McGonagall stood on the podium and tapped the table gently, indicating that everyone should pay attention to what she said.

Then she looked around and continued.

"I hope everyone will listen carefully to the next thing I want to announce.

Hearing Professor McGonagall's solemn tone.

The originally noisy venue suddenly became quiet.

Everyone held their breath, waiting for Professor McGonagall to finish.

"I declare."

Professor McGonagall paused for a moment, then took a deep breath and spoke slowly.

"The Headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore, is temporarily unable to come due to some special reasons!"

Wow.

There was a huge commotion in the entire conference hall instantly.

Everyone whispered to each other and discussed in a low voice.

Some people looked surprised.

After all, in their minds, Dumbledore was indispensable.

Now I suddenly heard that Dumbledore was temporarily unable to serve as the instructor of this course.

This makes most people feel unbelievable.

"Oh my God, Professor Dumbledore is not the instructor of this class?"

"Is it because he is retiring?"

"Haha, this news is really shocking.

This is definitely the hottest news in Hogwarts this year..."

"Shh, don't talk."

While everyone was whispering.

"Snapped!"

There was a dull sound of slapping the table.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

When he discovered that the person who was angry was the Slytherin professor Snape, he was so frightened that he became silent.

Who is Professor Snape?

That's the famous bad temper at Hogwarts.

"Why are there no rules at all?"

Snape glared at the entire audience, then glanced around the conference room several times.

Finally falling on Professor McGonagall, he asked coldly.

Dumbledore's departure this time was definitely something he couldn't tolerate.

"Dumbledore taught him."

Professor McGonagall was just about to explain.

"Shut up!"

Snape stood up abruptly and shouted, then he looked at Professor McGonagall.

"Tell me, where is Professor Dumbledore?"

Professor McG (bjfb) was frightened by Snape's fierce appearance.

Professor Snape has a very bad temper.

Someone once mocked him, and he beat that person to death.

This made Professor McGonagall dare not provoke Professor Snape, so he hurriedly whispered.

"Professor Snape, Professor Dumbledore is not feeling well today. He cannot attend the banquet."

After hearing this, Professor Snape frowned slightly.

But he soon smiled, "Yes, Professor Dumbledore is indeed ill.

In this case, as one of the trustees of Hogwarts, I also have the right to replace Professor Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall looked at Professor Snape blankly, but he didn't expect that his expression would change so quickly.

This made her a little confused.

But since Professor Snape agrees.

She is also happy to see the results.

So she nodded quickly, "Okay, Professor Snape.

Since you are willing to take the place of Professor Dumbledore, I would like to trouble you..."

Professor McGonagall bowed respectfully.

"Thank you, I think I need to get ready first."

After Professor Snape finished speaking, he walked out of the conference hall.

"****..."

Samson caught up with Professor Snape.

The conference hall fell into silence again.

"This won't work. Professor Dumbledore is not here. We must have a tutor."

"Well, I agree, but who will be the instructor?"

"Oh, I think Eileen's answer is more appropriate.

Everyone was talking and quarreling.

But no one is confident that he can do it.

Professor McGonagall sat back in her seat. She seemed to have no interest in competing for the position of instructor.

But at this time, suddenly, a burst of footsteps came.

A group of people walked into the conference hall.

"I see, Harry Potter, George Weasley, Fred."

"And Professor Snape, Head of Slytherin, and Malfoy."

"Oh, my God, they are all here. What are they doing?"

"Have you forgotten what Professor Dumbledore said last night?

"He would invite Professor Malfoy to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor today.

"Yeah, no wonder I just heard someone calling Professor Malfoy."

"Oh my god, is he really going to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor today? That's crazy!"

"There is no way, Professor Malfoy has successfully escaped from the Death Eaters' siege.

"This is enough to prove his great strength."

"In this case, I don't know who will replace Professor Bullydo..."

Everyone was having a heated discussion.

After Professor Snape brought Malfoy into the conference hall.

Diai walked to the podium in front, picked up the microphone and said: "I'm glad you can come to participate in today's meeting..."

Dumbledore on the other side is not actually sick. He is sitting opposite Crow and has many questions to ask him at this moment.

"Is what Samson said true? Is Crow really trying to overthrow the Ministry of Magic?

Want to kill all the pure-blood families? But why would he do this? What happened in the past few days?"

Dumbledore stared at Crow in front of him with a serious face, wanting to see how his expression changed.

It's just that he failed. Crow's expression did not change, and he still looked calm and composed.

"Professor Dumbledore."

Dumbledore said, "What I want to ask is, why are you rebelling against the Ministry of Magic?"

Crow shook his head and sighed, "It's a long story."

"Then I'm all ears."

Dumbledore smiled.

Crow nodded, "Professor Dumbledore, do you remember the 'yellow medicine formula' I mentioned to you?"

"Potion formula?" Dumbledore was slightly startled. He nodded and said, "Of course I remember. What's the matter?"

"That's about how to make that potion."

Crow continued, "The effect of that potion is very significant, even more powerful than the potion I developed, but."

After saying this, Crow paused, seeming to have some scruples.

Seeing this scene, Dumbledore frowned.

"But what?" Dumbledore asked.

"But the formula of this medicine is very dangerous."

Crow hesitated for a moment and continued: "If there is a mistake in the ingredients used to prepare the potion, it is very likely to cause disaster."

"I trust you will not harm me." Professor Dumbledore made his choice. .