This Hogwarts is not normal

It's still not light on Thursday,

Snape, who was sleeping on the floor, received a message that he was going to have a meeting later.

He was directly contacted by the castle, an impromptu meeting of two school directors.

Don't think about it, it must be the little bastard Wei En.

I washed my face slowly and tried on more than a dozen clothes.

I picked a slim and lightweight set, and straightened the slightly curly hair.

It's only after 8 o'clock?

No rush, no shoes yet.

It was polished black and bright, and by the way, I took off the shoelaces and put them on again.

It was already half past nine when Snape came to the west tower.

He shook the tight black robe on his body lightly, and opened the door without haste.

On the long table lay a school manager, and another school manager was flapping his little wings and flying towards the ceiling.

This battle is really big, it frightened him for a while.

"Oh, Severus—" Dumbledore stood up, barely poking half of his head out of Jomgand's scales,

"I thought you didn't wake up, and I thought I'd wake you up in a few minutes."

"Professor Snape is here?" Vincent poked his little head next to Jomgand's big head,

"I'm an hour and a half late. I think you should give us a reasonable explanation, Professor."

"Wayne!" Snape gritted his teeth and stared at him, "Why are you here!"

"I'm an interpreter." Vincent, who retracted, poked his head out again,

"The directors of Gugu and Jorm Gand specially invited me to attend this meeting."

What a fool!

Anyone who knew that Hogwarts had a new manager knew who the real manager was.

12 seats account for 7 seats, the actual chairman of the board of directors.

"Ah, so that's the case." Snape closed the door and walked straight towards him,

"I thought you were here to perform for the two school managers."

"Okay." Dumbledore seemed to be holding back a laugh, "Severus, let's start the meeting."

Jormgund descended to the floor and curled up lazily.

With a "click", Gu Gu landed on the chair on the other side.

Vincent stood up very consciously.

Snape sullenly sat opposite Dumbledore.

Jomgand raised his head, glanced at him and moved a little away.

It is not easy to engage in mentality when you first come.

Dumbledore took out a piece of parchment solemnly, and just as he spread it out, he gave a "poof" smile.

"Ahem——" His expression instantly became serious,

"According to a student's anonymous report letter, Potions Professor Severus Snape has embezzled the school's operating funds."

Snape glared at the innocent Vincent again.

Don't come in secret, come in the open, right?

"The student has collected evidence and handed it over to two long-term school trustees."

Dumbledore paused, trying to make the smile on his face less obvious,

"The board's role is to manage and oversee the normal operation of the school, so we should take this matter seriously."

A lot of age, can't help but laugh.

"Severus, do you have anything to say?"

Snape really wanted to say no, but seeing Vincent's timid look, he really couldn't help it,... "I want to look at the evidence first."

"No problem." Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand, and placed a large pile of bottles and jars on the table.

These are all things that were missing last week if memory serves me.

"Wayne, where is my bed and table and chairs?"

Vincent blinked pitifully, "Professor, is your bed gone?"

Snape's face darkened, his lips trembled slightly, "Give them all over, and I can act as if nothing happened."

"Hiss—" Jomgand lazily changed his posture.

"Professor Snape, we seem to be talking about you embezzling the school's operating funds."

Dumbledore twitched his lips.

One of his hands was on his thigh, and his blue eyes seemed to be a little moist.

"Wayne, do you take me for a fool?"

"No." Vincent lowered his head and gave Gu Gu a wink.

"Cuckoo——" A brown fur ball flew up and then fell down.

Snape squinted.

"The director of Gugu just let go, it said that the board of directors must deal with your affairs seriously." Vincent said with a straight face.

"It also said that Hogwarts is a magic school with a long history. The faculty members may be incompetent, but their conduct must be correct. We must not tolerate corrupt professors who ruin the school's good reputation accumulated for thousands of years."

There were tears in Dumbledore's eyes, as if he was moved, but he didn't seem to be.

Thinking of a knife alone can't be hidden.

Vincent, who was frightened, quickly straightened up, "The school manager finally said that he is a reasonable owl who can tell right from wrong."

"Ho ho—" Snape's sneer was a bit stiff.

Can two sounds of "goo" translate such a long paragraph?

This is bullying him for not knowing owl language!

The scene was a bit cold, and Vincent kept winking at Jomgand, whose eyelids were about to close.

"Hiss—" it spat out the snake letter, and then moved its big head to the door.

"Professor Snape, Chancellor Jomgand asked if these things belonged to you."

Dumbledore took out a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"It's mine!" Snape gritted his teeth and picked up a bottle of golden euphoria,

"No one knows my formula, it's all mine!"

Vincent smiled smugly,

"So Professor, can you explain how you get all this with a salary of 1500 Galleons a year?"

Snape stared at him without saying a word.

"Ahem—" Dumbledore put his hands on his lap,

"Severus, if you can't tell where they come from, I'm afraid you won't be able to clear up your suspicion of misappropriating the school's operating funds."

"Dumbledore, are you in collusion with this little bastard?"

An old man in his 100s united with a kid in his teens and bullied him, a 30-year-old honest man?

"No." Dumbledore's eyes were moist again.

"Pfft—" Vincent finally couldn't help laughing out loud.

He quickly pinched his thigh and said seriously: "Two school managers, what do you think?"

"Cuckoo-"

"His-"

He didn't even bother to move, probably because he was impatient.

Snape finally saw it through.

Isn't it just using the name of the investigation to make him unable to deduct points in class.

"The school manager Gu Gu said, Professor, you must have kept changing the subject because of a guilty conscience.

The school manager of Jorm Gand also said that you must accept the suspension investigation until the suspicion is completely cleared. "

"Hahahaha——" Snape's laughter was particularly creepy,

"Dumbledore, you are really good at seeing people."

He stood up abruptly, "Wayne's attack is dark enough, you have to be careful not to be calculated."

Before leaving, he did not forget to sow discord, he was indeed a sinister and despicable old bat.

Dumbledore, whose thigh was purple from pinching, had a particularly unnatural expression.

In fact, it has already been calculated.

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