[HP+ Sansheng III] Qingqiu Fox's Magic Journey

When Harry and Ron hurried to the auditorium, the sorting ceremony was almost over.Ron was about to pull Harry to sneak in during the confusion, but Harry suddenly called Ron.

'Wait...' Harry whispered to Ron. 'There's an empty chair over there...where's Snape? '

'Maybe he's sick! ' said Ron hopefully.

'Maybe he resigned,' said Harry, 'he didn't teach Defense Against the Dark Arts again this year! '

'Perhaps he was fired! " said Ron eagerly, 'I mean, everybody hates him so much'

' Or maybe, (Ormaybe,)' a cold voice came from behind them, 'He's waiting to hear from you two why you didn't come back by the school train! (He'swaitingtohearwhyyoutwodidn'tarriveontheschooltrain!)'

Snape stared viciously at the two Gryffindors who were always causing trouble in front of him, and Merlin knew that when Filch found himself in the corridor and told him that he had spotted the traces of the two students who were late What a genius of restraint it took to keep these two annoying boys out of Hogwarts.What's more, he sensitively discovered that his little girl actually cared a little bit for this arrogant Potter, although he knew very well that this meager concern was nothing compared to the little girl's feelings for him. One-tenth, but it was still enough to make the controlling Potions professor even more disgusted, even hated, the unsightly Potter in front of him.

Harry and Ron were shocked to see that the greasy big bat professor in front of them had a hideous and terrifying smile on his face at this moment, and both of them realized at the same time that their doomsday was coming.

Harry and Ron followed Snape silently all the way back to the Potions Office near the cellar. When the door of the Potions Office opened, to Harry and Ron's surprise, Snape's Potions Office was actually the same as the Potions Office. Their unfounded certainty is not quite the same as the eerie hell cage full of bottles and jars of unknown liquids.Well, although the wall shelves around the office are still full of bottles and jars filled with unknown and strange liquids, but at the moment, a burning fireplace is burning in the cellar, and the warm light gives this originally The room that should be very gloomy and hideous was dyed with a slightly softer atmosphere.What is even more surprising is that the inner floor of the office, with the desk as the boundary and extending back to the inner lounge, is covered with pure white fluffy wool carpets.Harry and Ron exchanged a tacit look, agreeing that such a pure and lovely thing is really not suitable for this terrible potions professor in front of them, and even this combination looks a little strange.

"I believe, Idid not invite you, to come here, looking around my personal office (I believe, I did not invite you, to come here, to visit my personal office)" Snape said in an unusually low and gloomy voice, gritting his teeth slowly, 'Mr.Potter, Mr.Weasley! (Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley!)'

Of course Snape noticed the extremely obtrusive eyes of Potter and Weasley looking around his office, and the professor, who has always been good at observing other people's expressions, even caught the decoration in this room with the traces of a little girl. The infuriating agreement of the two boys that they were unsuitable.He could even guess what they were saying in their hearts at the moment, how could a greasy big bat have such a pure and lovely thing?

Anger, jealousy, low self-esteem, fear, all these dark emotions seemed to roar back again, eroding Snape's rationality and the weak positive side in his heart, Snape sucked deeply Take a breath.

Harry and Ron were really intimidated by Snape's increasingly ruthless, even unscrupulous, murderous, angry eyes. Harry unconsciously compared that to the last semester. Snape's eyes that hated him, even hated him, didn't seem too bad at the moment.

Just as Harry was quickly planning in his mind how they would escape if Snape was going to kill him right now, a terrifyingly gloomy voice suddenly echoed in the room,

'So,' he said softly, 'the train isn't good enough for the famous Harry Potter and his faithful side kick Weasley. Wanted to arrive with a stick, did we, boys'

(So, he said softly, 'The train is no match for our famous Harry Potter and his loyal buddy Weasley. Want a bigger presence, eh, lads?')

Ron retorted urgently, 'No sir, it's King's Cross, it's...'

'Quiet! ' Snape interrupted, suppressing the roaring anger in his heart, he took another deep breath, and asked sharply in a contemptuous tone, 'What did you do to your car? '

Sure enough, this question effectively blocked Ron's unfinished words, and Harry once again deeply felt that Snape seemed to have the special ability to read people's hearts.This time, however, his suspicions were quickly dispelled by Snape's slapping of the "Daily Evening Prophet" on the table.

The headline on the front page read in bold letters, 'FLYING FORDANGLIAMYSTIFIESMUGGLES THAT confuses Muggles'

Snape sneered mercilessly in a swishing voice, "Those who saw you included: two Muggles in London who insisted they saw a dilapidated car fly over the tower of the post office; Mrs. Heidi Bellis, in Norfolk, who was drying her laundry at noon; Gua saw you. '

'I believe your father works in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office (I believe, your father is working in the Prohibition of Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Department?)' Snape looked at Ron with obsidian eyes that gleamed with pleasure, and there was an undisguised gloating tone in his voice,

'Dear, dear...hisownson...' ('Dear, dear...hisownson...'

He happily observed the pale faces and slightly trembling shoulders of the two people he hated most in front of him after hearing his words. Snape, who was swallowed up by all the negative emotions aroused at the moment, felt that he could be so merciless Hitting the enemy who mocked him and the little girl as unsuitable before, he still enjoys tasting the vengeful pleasure at this moment in his heart.

Snape continued to speak to stimulate the two prey who unfortunately poked him in the sore spot in front of him,

"Inoticed, in my search of the park, that considerable damage seems to have been one to avery valuable Whomping Willow (during my inspection of the campus, I noticed that a very valuable Whomping Willow has suffered considerable damage)" Snape continued to speak slowly with a slightly cheerful tone.

'That tree did us more damage! ' Ron couldn't help shouting.

'Quiet! ' Snape interrupted grimly, and then slowly, with a calm tone, threw the deadliest blow,

'Mostun fortunately, you are not in my House and the decision to expel you does not rest with me. Ishall go and fetch the people who do have that thappy power. You will wait there.'

(Unfortunately, you are not in my academy, so the decision to expel you is not in my hands. I am now going to find those who have the right to this pleasure. You wait here)

For Harry and Ron, who loved Hogwarts very much, the possibility of being expelled from the school was more unbearable than all other punishments, and naturally both of them were pale at the moment.As for Harry, who regarded Hogwarts as his only home, the torture caused by such a thunderbolt news was self-evident.

And for Snape, who was extremely good at pondering people's hearts, what he wanted was naturally such an effect.He has a hundred ways to inform Dumbledore and Minerva without looking for it himself, and he also knows very well that it is absolutely impossible for the old bee who puts high hopes on that kid Potter to fire these two annoying people. However, he chose to intentionally create such a fear of being expelled for the two of them, and left them in his office for a long and restless wait.

After all, Snape knew best the pain that could be brought about by anxiously waiting without knowing the outcome and fearing losing the most precious thing.

The author has something to say: 1. Part of the article is intercepted from the original English work

2. There may be another update later, the author is not sure, try hard to type~