The Krab King Boss at Hogwarts

42. Harry’s godfather——Snape

Warm sunlight shone on Richard's face through the glass with the Gryffindor logo, reflecting the shadow of a roaring lion looking up.

Scotland, where Hogwarts is located, has a temperate maritime climate.

The temperature is balanced throughout the year, with neither severe cold nor scorching heat, and the weather is mostly sunny.

It was much better than the long-lasting rain in Fox Town. Richard slept soundly, with Natasha's white and tender calves entangled with him.

The girl was so excited that she stayed up all night and chatted with Richard all night long.

At 6 o'clock in the morning, the sky is bright.

"ah!!!"

Little Sponge put on an apron and pushed open the bedroom door. When he saw that the two of them had not gotten up yet, he covered his eyes and screamed before exiting the room.

It comes early in the morning and feeds it daily.

Since the little sponge was sucked by Richard and left Bikiniburg Beach, he has become able to live on land, but he has also lost a lot.

Patrick is gone, and Peeves takes his place. Nest is gone, and Richard volunteers to take his place.

The little sponge lives outside Hogwarts Castle, and Richard and Hagrid built a replica of a pineapple house for it.

It sets the alarm clock every day, trots into the castle energetically in the morning, tells Richard to get up and feed him, and then goes to work in the kitchen.

"Sleep again... No, I can't sleep anymore!"

After being woken up, Richard got up quickly and remembered that he still had important things to do today.

"Where's the shampoo? Oh, it's there, hahaha!"

Outside the bedroom, the little sponge is no longer there.

Richard held a Krabby Patty in his mouth, and Natasha, who didn't go to bed until dawn, hurried to the public rest area a few floors below.

They saw Harry standing upright, holding the M1911 and aiming at the target on the wall, with a focused look on his face, practicing his shooting posture.

"Huh?" Richard asked doubtfully, "Where did you get the gun?"

"..."

Harry hid the pistol behind his back, lowered his head and spoke, not daring to say what happened even to death.

He looked flustered, very afraid of Richard's questioning. If he told Sister Natasha, wouldn't he be a double-dealer?

Despite Harry's young age, he actually knows a little about the ways of the world because of his childhood experiences.

If it is revealed now that Natasha gave him the pistol to play with, once Richard teaches Natasha a lesson, he will be alienated in the end.

Richard covered his forehead and knew where Harry came from without even guessing.

His Invisible Telescopic Spell Backpack is always within reach of Natasha, and getting a gun couldn't be easier.

Seeing Harry gritting his teeth in fear and refusing to tell who gave it to him, Richard sighed. At least this kid was quite loyal.

Seeing Harry's little thoughts, he stopped asking and said softly: "Put it away. Don't let the professors see it."

"Remember, you must not shoot at your classmates! If you shoot, it's okay if there is no blood, but if there is blood, we will all be unlucky!"

"If you accidentally kill a classmate, you and I will have to go to Azkaban for further training!"

Harry quietly looked at Richard's face and saw that there was no intention of blaming him. He breathed a sigh of relief and regained the energy of the Gryffindor little lion.

There are some things that once you get them you never want to lose them.

It was hard for someone to care, and Harry was afraid of being disliked by those who cared about him.

Harry said seriously: "Don't worry, brother!"

Richard looked helpless. It was pretty good to use a gun to defend himself. As long as you were careful, the gun was much more stable than the magic spell.

He pointed to the sofa and motioned for Harry to sit down, and began the acting training.

"Look up at 45°, the play must be in your eyes. It's best to squeeze out a few tears to make your eyes moist..."

…………

Slytherin is a snake and likes cold and damp.

Students are ambitious, shrewd and self-interested, good at sizing up situations, prudent in protecting themselves, and winning first.

Professor Snape, the dean, is a representative figure who fully demonstrates the characteristics of Slytherin.

The old bat, who was born in the year of Snake, is responsible for the Potions class in the dungeon, and his office is next to the Potions class.

Richard rubbed his arms. The surrounding environment was gloomy and he could smell the damp musty smell.

Even more outrageous is the Slytherin lounge, which is built under the Black Lake.

The little snakes have lived in school for 7 years. Will they get rheumatism after graduation?

Richard wandered around the dungeon, guessing that he would find Professor Snape's office.

He skipped almost all of Old Bat's classes and was not familiar with the environment in the basement of Hogwarts.

"Knock knock knock..."

After knocking on the door, Richard held an exquisite gift box and waited for Professor Snape to open the door and send out the shampoo he chose sincerely.

Harry stood behind him, looking at the dark environment around him. He always felt that a ghost would suddenly rush out from the dark corner.

"Knock knock knock."

"Bang bang bang!"

After not seeing the door open for a long time, Richard changed from knocking on the door to smashing on it.

Just when he couldn't help but break the door, the offices opened slowly.

A dark shadow enveloped me, and a gloomy voice said: "Look, the Gryffindor point-deducting king, the best student in Hogwarts, the student with perfect A's in all subjects, actually came to my office."

Snape's sinister words were addressed to Richard, but his eyes were staring straight at Harry, as if he wanted to poke a hole in Harry's body with his eyes.

"Richard, for returning to school early without permission, 5 points will be deducted! And you...Harry Potter, you are not even a Hogwarts student yet, 20 points will be deducted!"

Tsk~ Richard curled his lips, buckle it, buckle it, it doesn’t matter.

Harry was a little uncomfortable with it, and was deducted 20 points before he even entered school.

He wanted to refute, but thinking about Brother Richard's words, he silently brewed his emotions.

Richard handed out the gift with a bright smile: "Professor Snape, this is a small gesture from the student. I hope you like it."

Snape looked at Harry coldly, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's really surprising. Let me guess what kind of prank it could be?"

Snape directly concluded that Richard would not give anything good, so he unpacked it three times, his face turned dark.

"Men's type, excellent in dandruff and oil control! Lemon scent, clean and refreshing and not greasy~"

Richard admired the old bat's expression and introduced happily: "There is also this bottle, which contains volcanic mud minerals and can protect the scalp for a long time~"

The old bat's face twitched, and Richard's muscles tensed, fearing that the other party would take action.

Snape's fat head can stir-fry a whole dish with just a scrape of it.

As an occasional Potions student, he suffered from it.

During class, Snape waved his sleeves, his robes swayed, snowflakes flew, and the scattered flakes of skin captivated Richard's eyes.

He couldn't express dissatisfaction at this time. If he dared to express dissatisfaction, he would be deducted points, spray venom wildly, and ridicule a class without repeating it.

He could always answer Snape's difficult questions without making mistakes, but he could not satisfy the other person and never pushed him too hard.

Snape treated him coldly, making it impossible for him to consult the other party even though he had obtained the "Half-Blood Prince's Notes".

As a result, he knew the magic spell of Shenying Wufeng, but he was very slow to learn it.

With his current magic theory, learning such advanced black magic is very slow and very dangerous.

He couldn't even let Snape know that he had obtained the other person's notes when he was studying. Once he knew, he would definitely take them back.

Looking at the shampoo with trembling body, Snape was about to get angry and deduct 50 points from Richard, when Harry took out a bottle of conditioner: "Professor Snape, this is for you!"

These words made Snape's face turn pale with anger, and his arms trembled as he wanted to teach Harry a lesson.

Harry continued: "I once saw in a notebook left by my mother that you were a very close person to her!"

"Can I call you uncle?" Harry blinked, "Mom wrote that Professor you have a very good relationship with her, and said that if she has a child, she must make the child Snape's adopted son."

Snape was stunned and stopped trying to teach Harry a lesson.

What notes are on your mind?

No matter what, I didn’t expect to hear such words from Lily’s son. Lily really has me in her heart!

"Where are the notes?" Snape asked coldly with mixed emotions in his heart.

There were no notes, but Harry didn't panic and showed an angry expression: "It was destroyed by my aunt. That is the only memory my mother left me!"

Harry didn't dare to let Snape ask any more, and then turned to his deceased mother, "Professor, aren't you the person who had the best relationship with my mother? Why didn't you come to see me?"

The person with the best relationship with my mother!

Hearing these words, the old bat felt relieved, his dead face twitched, and a smile appeared unconsciously.

Faced with Harry's questioning, Snape didn't know what to say. Did Lily really say that she wanted her child to be my godson?

But... isn't Harry Potter's godfather Sirius?

By the way, it must be that disgusting guy James Potter who forced Lily's child to recognize Sirius as godfather!

…………

"Hehehe~"

Seeing that Snape was attracted by Harry's tearful and pitiful eyes, Richard quietly left alone.

It's not that he's unloyal, he can't help Harry. Harry is safe around Snape, but it's just not easy.

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