Being a bastard at Hogwarts is not safe.

Fortunately, things didn't develop in an unspeakable direction for the time being, Snape didn't say any more, and led Brian towards his office.

Brian thought it over and over again, and decided to...

Ask the boss for help!

"System, system!" He immediately murmured a few words in his heart, "Use Occlumency to block the memory of entering Snape's office to steal the potion!"

Immediately, I felt the laughing response in my heart, and then trembled twice, wisps of mana flowed, completely wrapping my mind.

Brian took the initiative to ask the system to adjust the range of Occlumency. The head of Slytherin in front of him is also a master of instigating mind. just work.

Snape gently pushed open the door of his office, pointed to his desk, and said flatly, "Put these things there."

Following the direction of Snape's finger, there were three vials of small silver potions on the desk. These were actually three vials of Felicia Felix. If ordinary people got one, they would be happy for a long time, even if Brian visited this place three times. The office only got a bottle for the second time, and Snape put it on the table without any disguise.

Fraud!

Brian immediately cheered up, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

Taking advantage of the moment of stepping his legs, he lowered his head to observe, and sure enough, the position four or five steps behind the door was covered with various magic patterns, many of which were unfamiliar ones.

In a very short time, Brian's mind moved quickly.

How is this good?

Snape was obviously testing himself, and if he showed the slightest hesitation, it would arouse his suspicion.

Do you really want to go straight to the table and step on a bunch of unknown, unfamiliar, and possibly extremely dangerous magic patterns to show your innocence?

Although Snape is the dean of Slytherin, and he has never actually visited his office, so he would not do anything to him, but...

What if?

There are several unfamiliar magic pattern arrays on the way from here to the desk, stepping on them rashly is not stable at all!

Brian quickly thought about how to deal with this situation, hesitating for a moment but still couldn't make up his mind.Snape's cold gaze could be felt on his back, he finally gritted his teeth and made a decision at the moment when there were only two steps left.

As long as Snape hasn't confirmed that he stole it, then most of the dozens of options in his heart can be ruled out.In such a critical moment, you must trust your own judgment.If you don't believe in yourself, who else can you trust?

Brian's mind was full of thoughts. At this time, he had to be reactive and active.

It is known that the break time between two classes is about 15 minutes. It took 3 minutes and 40 seconds for the students to leave the classroom just now, and the conversation between myself and Snape in the classroom was about 2 minutes and 53 seconds. Another 8 minutes and 23 seconds have passed so far.

Under this premise, the class bell after four seconds is the only chance I can take advantage of. If I can pretend to catch up with the panic of the bell, I can move my right foot an extra 38cm to the upper right at 40 degrees in a panic, and step on the one that I want. I know, it's only on the magic pattern array that only has the effect of confinement.

Instead of risking being discovered or getting caught in a dangerous situation, take a small step forward.

Brian counted the time and stepped forward lightly. At the moment when the class bell rang, his body trembled slightly, and the topmost book in the stack of books slid out slightly to the right with both hands.

From Snape's point of view, Brian seemed to want to prevent the book from slipping, and moved his right foot a small step to the right, almost stepping into the restriction set by himself, his brows were slightly frowned, and he suddenly made a sound.

"Stop, don't step on it."

But Brian's right foot had already fallen into the restraint, and a long rope formed by magical energy encircled Brian's right foot, hanging him in mid-air. The books in the book had already been scattered all over the place, countless restrictions were activated around, colorful magic lights lit up, the roaring sound mixed with the fluctuation of magic energy, and the whole office became a mess.

Snape, who was wearing a dark green magic robe, pulled out the wand pinned to his waist to close all the restrictions in the field one by one. Looking at Brian who was hanging in the air at a loss, his eyelids were lowered, and he was lifted from the air. put it down.

"Teach...professor, what's going on?"

Snape said with a sullen face, "I forgot that I had set up some protective measures here. I remember it's Gryffindor and Slytherin second-year flying lessons, it's none of your business."

Outside the office, a ray of enchantment that Brian hadn't noticed before dissipated slowly. Snape had issued the order to evict the guests. Naturally, Brian bowed slightly trembling, and then walked outside.

Brian, who turned his back on Snape, didn't see the light in Snape's eyes, but he could be sure that Snape had used Dementia on him just by the strange magical energy that suddenly penetrated his mind. Take read.Snape wasn't worried that Bryan would know that he was probing his mind, because such traces of magic, which were closely related to the soul, were difficult for even adults to detect.

"What the hell is this old bat doing? Is it fun to hang me up?

Did he think I was the one who stole the potion from his office?Isn't that what Harry did?

This oil cake must have been single for a long time, suspicious all day long, no, I want to tell Harry to be careful of this guy. "

Snape's face darkened suddenly, and his expression became more and more ugly, he said in a sullen and low voice: "Before I hang you up again, get out of my sight, Mike Bryan.

If you let me know that you dare to disrespect a Hogwarts headmaster again, I will make it unforgettable for you forever. "

Brian's back trembled twice, his steps accelerated abruptly, and he quickly disappeared from Snape's sight.It wasn't until he reached the second floor that Brian heaved a sigh of relief, and began to reorganize the experience of being called by Snape today.

Although it was only a short period of 10 to [-] minutes, from Snape's behavior, language, and various situations that just happened, Brian had already figured out a fairly clear thread.

Snape hadn't been sure that he had visited his office, but he had paid attention to him for some reason.However, he didn't choose to test himself until now, probably because Snape was not sure, and he was also hesitating and weighing.

Bryan felt that there should be nothing wrong with his micro-expression management at that time, but Snape's undercover suspicion mixed with both sides was not so easy to dispel.

......

Two weeks later, in the middle of the night, Snape, who was sitting at his desk with his eyes closed and meditating, suddenly opened his eyes. He gently shook the two bottles of Felix Elixir in his hand, and doubts appeared in his eyes.

Is it really not him?

Snape, who was wrapped in a black robe, thought for a moment, shook his head, casually threw the two small glass bottles into the trash can, and flew out of the window beside him.