Hogwarts Dances with Dragons

"Evan Rustin Darknight!"

When Ivan left the campus hospital, he was directly blocked by Professor McGonagall.

The older cat lady was so angry that Alvin had snatched her cat food, and she waved her magic wand and scolded Alvin bloody.

"How dare you! How dare you!"

"Attack the professor! Let's use black magic——"

"Have you ever thought about the consequences of this! Snape was almost crippled!"

"One hundred points! Dumbledore only deducted [-] points from you!!"

"One more time and I will send you to Azkaban!!"

After a while, Alvin curled his neck and looked at Professor McGonagall's leaving back. Hermione looked at Alvin with a slumped face: "Why should I be scolded with you?"

"Stop making trouble." Ivan waved his hand: "Who doesn't know that we are in the same group?"

Hermione's face turned red, and she snorted: "Okay, but next time, you must not do this again!"

"I know-" Alvin said lazily.

"But you really got into big trouble this time." Hermione sighed sadly: "One hundred percent! Oh... I really can't imagine what other people in the college will think of you -"

The two arrived at the eighth floor. As soon as they entered the lounge door, Ivan heard a bang and a cluster of fireworks blooming in the lounge.

"Our warriors are back!" Fred and George shouted, followed by a burst of excited cheers.

"Evan! Tell us, how did you teach Snape a lesson?" Fred rushed forward.

"I heard that you taught him a lesson!" George was also trembling with excitement.

The surrounding senior students also gathered around, and Alvin couldn't help but sigh when he saw this scene. Gryffindor had really suffered from Snape for a long time.

"What are you doing?" Hermione looked at the Weasley twins in disbelief: "Don't be like this, Ivan's methods were really excessive! This is not something to be proud of!"

"You're mistaken, Miss Know-It-All." Fred picked his ears lazily.

"We are just having fun." George said with a wicked smile.

"That's right!" Fred laughed.

"No matter what, I support Alvin anyway." Lee Jordan also joined in the fun: "After the last Quidditch match, Snape deducted twenty points from me for two weeks in a row, just because I was commentating. At that time, he mocked Slytherin for his foul - that guy's mind is smaller than a fly's turds!"

"I was just deducted a hundred points by Dumbledore." Ivan shrugged.

"It doesn't matter!" Fred said with a smile: "For Gryffindor, between one hundred points and beating Snape, there is no doubt that the latter is chosen."

"That's right!" George laughed loudly: "Of course, it would be great if you could give Flint a beating too."

"Don't forget, we still have [-] points!" Angelina reminded.

Hermione stamped her feet angrily, full of anger at the group of seniors who wanted to lead Alvin into trouble, and finally kicked Fred hard on the knee, and Fred ran away screaming.

"Don't listen to them!" Hermione glared at Alvin and pulled him out of the crowd.

Ivan waved his hand: "Okay, I know I went too far, but this matter is over."

Hermione looked at Alvin and hesitated to speak.

Alvin glanced at her: "Say."

"I... didn't mean to, um, I heard your conversation..." Hermione bit her lip and asked in a low voice, "So, Professor Snape, was someone important killed by Voldemort?"

"This..." Ivan paused: "Forget it, it's not convenient for me to say."

Now that Snape was considered one of his own, it was really hard for him to say something like 'Snape has loved Harry for his whole life' to Hermione.

"So he's with you now, is he?" Hermione asked.

"Strictly speaking, we are in the same group." Ivan said.

"Okay..." Hermione was a little worried: "I just hope you can exercise some restraint and don't make this kind of mistake again next time."

"I'll try my best." Ivan said with a smile: "I guess he won't be so annoying in the future."

The next day, when Ivan saw Snape again, he was stunned.

At this time, his withered right arm had returned to its original shape with the help of Madam Pomfrey, but his face was still a little pale.

And his greasy hair in the past became much fresher and fluffy, and was tied into a ponytail along the bangs, but his face was still as cold as ever, and there seemed to be no emotion in his black eyes.

But it seems that because of some grooming, that mean face looks more delicate and more pleasing to the eye than before - this guy's appearance is surprisingly good!

"Are you...Snape?"

Outside the auditorium, Alvin and Hermione, who were about to go to the auditorium for dinner, froze in place, looking at Snape in disbelief as he walked towards them.

"Obviously." Snape said calmly.

"Hey, what stimulated you?" Ivan looked him up and down: "Although I thought you might change a little, but... well... I didn't expect the change to be so big."

Snape glanced at Hermione, who wisely entered the Great Hall.

"Recently, it seems that I have only been stimulated by you once." Glancing at Alvin, Snape sneered, and then whispered thoughtfully: "But you are right, I did... never try I changed for her...if I could have changed a little bit..."

Ivan joked casually: "Then maybe Harry will change his surname to Snape now."

Snape's face suddenly darkened: "I told that old thing not to tell anyone else!"

Ivan smiled: "Since he wants me to help deal with Voldemort, he can't hide anything, but - that old guy is really good at deceiving people."

Thinking back to the half-day drive, he felt itchy with hatred...

The two walked into the auditorium side by side, and suddenly there was an uproar in the auditorium.

"That's... Snape?" Ron said in horror.

Harry also stared blankly in Snape's direction, not quite understanding Snape's new look, and then couldn't help but ask, "Why is Alvin with him?"

"They reached a settlement," Hermione explained casually.

"Reconciliation?" Harry and Ron said in unison, in disbelief.

Do not make jokes!

Who are these two?

A vicious and mean Potions professor, not only bad at leaking pus, but also petty.

A hot-tempered and irritable dragon-slayer magician, he would attack whenever he disagreed with someone, and he didn't care who he was opposite, whether it was the Dark Lord or the Minister of Magic.

If two guys with such extreme personalities could reach a reconciliation, Harry felt that it would be even more outrageous than Malfoy becoming his best friend.

"Snape..." Harry hesitated: "Could he have drugged Alvin?"

Hermione immediately rolled her eyes.

Harry and others were not the only ones who were shocked by Snape's new look. Everyone in the auditorium had expressions of disbelief. Even Professor McGonagall and others at the teachers' table looked dumbfounded. .

As soon as Alvin walked to the long Gryffindor table, Harry couldn't wait to ask: "Evan, what happened to Snape?"

"Did you make me stupid?" Ron asked.

"Personality correction punch." Aiwen said casually: "Would you like to punch you too?"

"no thank you…"

The two of them waved their hands together and glanced in the direction of the teacher's bench.

Professor Sprout was chatting happily with Snape and wanted to introduce him to a girl...

Snape looked very embarrassed, and denied Professor Sprout's kindness with a straight face.

Harry looked at it and smiled happily.