[Captain America+HP] The Shield Throwing Professor

The beautiful small village is a favorite leisure place for Hogwarts professors and students in the third grade and above. Hogsmeade is the only village in the UK where all wizards live, and it is full of magical items and magical atmosphere.Today's Hogsmeade is dressed up by the wizards of the village in a Halloween atmosphere. There are two days before Halloween, and because today is Saturday, the professors and students will go to Hogsmeade today to prepare Halloween party and event tomorrow night.

The shops in Hogsmeade have all kinds of Halloween items, especially Dumbledore's beloved Honeydukes candy store. I don't know if it is for this reason, Dumbledore proposed to go to Hogsmeade afternoon tea, and the four The dean of the college and several professors who often lived in Hogwarts were drawn to Hogsmeade, including Rutgers of course.Knowing that the day after tomorrow is Halloween, most of the students went to Hogsmeade, and those who couldn't go asked the seniors to help bring things. They were all happily planning for Halloween. Rutgers decided to go with the professors Meet at Hogsmeade.

"This is really Albus. As the proposer of the tea party, he ran away as soon as he arrived in Hogsmeade." Professor McGonagall, who was sitting at the round table waiting for the drink to arrive, looked at the colleagues who were all present, except Dumbledore was the only one left, and her soft face, which had faded from her serious expression at this time, was somewhat dissatisfied.

"Oh, maybe Professor Dumbledore has something important to do, we'll wait while we drink." The tall Rubeus Hagrid with giant blood carried two trays, and put the trays and the drinks on them on the table In fact, as a loyal fan of Dumbledore, he always rescued Dumbledore in front of Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall took the butterbeer handed over by Hagrid, and looked up to see Hagrid's honest appearance. It was not easy for her to tell him the fact that Dumbledore was shopping at the Honeydukes Candy Store.It's just that she and her best friend, Madam Pontrey, looked at each other in a heartfelt way, adding fuel to Dumbledore's painful experience after Halloween.

After skipping this topic, a group of professors began to chat with each other. Rutgers, who was trying the sweet butter beer, also tried to chat with Snape, who was drinking the spirit in his glass with a wooden face.It's a bit strange to say that today Snape agreed to Dumbledore's afternoon tea very readily, at least compared to usual, he saved one or two long and venomous words.

Rutgers chatted with Snape naturally with a little bit of doubt, and soon the slightest bit of doubt in his heart was ridiculed by Snape and asked his lady and children who came to Hogsmeade for the first time to drink. How does it taste? It's all washed down. Although the glass of butter beer is indeed a sweet drink, it can be regarded as a special drink. Staring at Snape who is holding the Flame Whiskey, Rutgers bet that Snape is reading I must have drank this butter beer during the period.

"Oh~ Halloween is really wonderful." When Rogers wanted to continue to stare at Snape, Dumbledore, who had not arrived for a long time, was wearing a robe with a red background and an orange pumpkin pattern. His tone and movements were extremely brisk, and he pulled He took a chair and sat in the space between Hagrid and Professor Flitwick, which he and Professor Flitwick had worked so hard to vacate.

As soon as Dumbledore sat down, Ms. Rosta, the owner of the Three Broomsticks bar, raised her hand to greet him. He greeted Ms. Rosta politely. Ms. Rosta made a cup at the bar with a smile only for Dumbledore. Served with lemon mead.The wine was quickly brought up by Ms. Rosetta herself. Rogers finally understood the meaning of Snape's reminder that it was only for Dumbledore. The ratio of golden honey to dark red brandy was almost two to one. One, the whole glass of lemon mead gradually turns golden yellow.

Rogers just watched Dumbledore take the glass of wine immediately, and gulped down half of the lemon mead.When Rutgers looked back at his glass of butter beer with a similar color, he suddenly lost the novelty and love for this drink just now.Snape beside him looked at his pale face that seemed to have swallowed something disgusting, and raised his eyebrows. The previous displeasure due to Dumbledore's invitation to the party was wiped away, and he kindly asked Ms. Rosta to add a glass of fire whisky.After the wine was delivered, Snape handed the glass of butter beer in Rogers' hands that he could no longer drink to Ms. Roseta's tray, signaling to take it away and stuffed the newly delivered Flame Whiskey into Rogers' hands. on hand.

These series of actions surprised the professors who have known Snape for many years, and some even watched him grow up. In their impression, even the flame-like lady who has passed away has never received such tough care. .Of course, Dumbledore who returned to his soul the fastest was Dumbledore, who went astray like Lucius or even earlier. You must know that he guessed at the first time that the two eloped back to England.

Dumbledore, who was happy to see this, blinked at the two of them, and said with a bit of pity: "Severus only remembers to take care of Steve. I've been here for so long and don't even look at him. It makes me sad." gone."

"Your brain only needs honey and candy. I don't think it's necessary for me to see you, a bee sweeping the Honeydukes candy store." Random thoughts, it must have been muddyed by honey just now.Under the eyes of everyone looking at him, Snape sprayed Dumbledore with venom, and then he did not forget to spray the culprit: "If it doesn't suit you, you shouldn't pay attention to it. Stop your curiosity. Curiosity is too big. Mr Rogers."

Rutgers, who was shot helplessly while lying down, decided to focus on the glass of Flame Whiskey in his hand, although the taste was not as good as Snape's collection, so as not to be dragged into the topic about Snape by Dumbledore.Fortunately, Dumbledore has been diverted by Mrs. Pontrey and Professor McGonagall. The two ladies are threatening to lure Dumbledore to hand over all the candies he just bought and put them in their custody, wrinkling their faces pitifully. Dumbledore has long since had no time to tease Snape and Rogers, and now he just hopes that the two ladies will not confiscate all his special Halloween candies for the sake of Halloween.

The atmosphere of this party became better and better as time went by. Everyone talked about the lovely things about the students and shared the interesting reactions of the students in their classes.Even Snape, under the enthusiasm of the professors, talked to everyone without saying a word.

After that, everyone talked about the preparations for the party tomorrow night. The drunken Hagrid talked about the huge pumpkin he planted, and Professor Flitwick excitedly described the appearance of the jack-o-lantern he was going to carve this year. Interestingly, Rutgers suggested that tomorrow, the excited little beasts could carve a pumpkin with a jack-o-lantern. Professor McGonagall and Pon, who had just confiscated Dumbledore's two large bags of candies that could only be put in their pockets with a few shrinking spells. Mrs. Trey thinks this pile of candies has a good use, and these candies can be used as small prizes for carving jack-o-lanterns.

Dumbledore, who did not have the pile of spoils he snapped up today, was very happy to hear this proposal.He proposed that after meeting Hogwarts tonight, he could be responsible for dividing the pile of candies into a dozen or so equal portions, and placing them next to several vacant shelves in the corridors and the Great Hall for jack-o-lanterns, when the students carved themselves When the jack-o-lantern is placed on the shelf, a bag containing candies will appear, allowing students to grab a handful of candies as small prizes.

Although Professor McGonagall and other professors know that Dumbledore will definitely pick out some of his favorite candies and put them away, but this year's Halloween, let this old man who loves candy have a happy Halloween, besides he The proposal is really good.

Everyone was still discussing tomorrow night's party. Snape, who was the most silent, said goodbye to everyone who was chatting enthusiastically after drinking the third glass of fire whiskey. Everyone seemed to say goodbye to him as usual.

"Severus is still the same." Professor Sprout, who was almost drunk and blushed, looked at Snape who had already opened the door and left.

"Two hours, he sat with us for two hours this time, and this is already the longest time, Pomona, did you forget the first pre-Halloween party? My little brother, I'm much better now." Mrs. Pontrey, who was Snape's university sister, spoke, Professor McGonagall nodded in agreement, and Professor Sprout, who was reminded, nodded.

Professor Flitwick, who is also Snape's professor and colleague, rested his chin, faded away from the excitement of alcohol, and looked at Rutgers with a serious expression: "The two years of travel have made him a lot better, It also allowed him to make friends. We even made a private bet that Severus would come back with a lot of potion materials, but he didn't expect him to know you, Steve."

"And the cauldron, I bet it was this one." Mrs. Hooch, the flying class professor, answered the question. She seemed to have known Snape for a long time.

Regarding the topic of Snape, Rutgers didn't know how to start a conversation. He looked at his wine glass silently. Although he really wanted to say that Snape really brought back everything the professors bet on, but behind his back Talking about his friends, and in front of most of them suspected to be Snape's seniors and professors.Moreover, he felt that Snape did not have the long-term state of suppressing himself and torturing others as they said. Even though he spoke viciously and didn't like to laugh, Snape was still a good friend who was patient, careful and rigorous.So, Rogers didn't sit for long, and he got up to say goodbye to everyone.

When checking out, Rutgers was even more sure that his approach and cognition were correct. Before leaving, his friend paid the bill and also paid for the glass of flame whiskey he ordered.Rutgers, who was invited to drink again, walked out of the Three Broomsticks in a happy mood. It was still early for the professor. He planned to walk around and consider whether he needed to go to the candy store to buy some candies, so as not to Tomorrow night, I will be troubled by the little beasts.