[HP]Two Snape

I don't know why, Snape's nose has always been itchy recently. According to Muggles, someone is scolding him... But according to Snape's own judgment, he believes that he may have rhinitis.

Snape didn't feel at all that he had recently selectively forgotten about the agreed shift to work.This disrupted Snape's early schedule, and for Slytherin, who was always somewhat obsessive-compulsive, it was as uncomfortable as nails scratching the blackboard.

Of course, Snape didn't just go out to look at the stars and count the moon these days. Dumbledore expressed the hope that Snape could investigate the Death Eaters' sphere of influence and strength as soon as possible, and most importantly, find out what state Voldemort is in as soon as possible.

Know yourself and the enemy, a hundred battles will never end.

Everything is no different from what he is familiar with. Peter Pettigrew is still pretending to be a stinky mouse and hiding in Weasley's house. He should be the loyal Lesterledges. Little Crouch and others are still loyal , What should be grass is still grass.

But, somehow, Snape always felt like he was missing something.

After thinking about it, Snape felt that the only thing that wasn't safe was that damned mouse, a dirty mouse who knew that almost all the secret passages in Hogwarts could be entered and exited freely... although he didn't intend to let the stupid dog out in advance But this did not prevent him from controlling the mouse in advance.

Hmm, it seems... Snape seems to have taken the Weasley twins as apprentices?Perhaps, they would be happy to provide their little brother with a new type of rat food.

Fortunately...or, unfortunately, Snape got his chance soon enough.

Snape, who has entered a bottleneck period in his research recently, saw that his roommate who was in a hurry had time today to drink coffee leisurely and communicate with Dumbledore in the fireplace. ...and together with what happened a few days ago, it was thrown into the arms of the guy who had the same face as him, and he locked himself in the potions room.

In other words, this day, at least one day, Snape didn't plan to come out to class to approve homework.

Snape got up, nodded at Dumbledore, and went out.

"Professor, the materials are ready." George and Fred appeared shoulder to shoulder.

Snape glanced lightly, walked past the two of them expressionlessly, and walked towards the classroom.

George felt something was different, but couldn't tell.

Seems like...their Potions Master is back to how he started?

Although Snape said that he would not apply the rare attitude of "gentleness and gentleness" to the Weasley twins, but... maybe it was caused by his sense of responsibility as a mentor. Basically, in front of the twins, Snape's freezing ability was turned off. of.

Not to mention a warm welcome... But at least, Snape would not hold back the two successors.

But Snape, there was a sense of alienation, indifference, and the temptation of a strange inquiry.

With the same face, two people who can even be called the same person, have begun to have subtle differences at some point.

Today's Potions classroom is exceptionally quiet. Since the "Second Year Gryffindor Slytherin teamed up to drive away the old bat" incident yesterday, the little lions and little snakes felt pressured by the worshiping eyes of the small animals in the four courtyards. ...

During the free time after dinner yesterday, Gryffindors and Slytherins got together spontaneously.

Hermione analyzed worriedly, although they handed in all their homework... But, do you know if this is a provocation in the eyes of the old bat?

Well, since you guys can do so well without a professor in class, then I don’t have to teach you guys any more!

Of course, Draco would never admit that the above speculation would come from his godfather.

Too ruined the image!

So, when Snape walked into the classroom, it was like this:

Whoever it was, from Slytherin to Gryffindor, was very, very, very quietly prepping their textbooks.

Why the emphasis on very, very, very quiet?

"Boom." Neville fainted, hit his head on the table, and made a painful sound.

The classroom was dead silent.

Snape looked up. "I'm assuming... this is a Potions class? If you're going to practice holding your breath... I wouldn't mind moving the class to the Black Lake."

Looking down from the podium, Snape slowly scanned the little flushed, terrified faces.

"Breathe." Snape frowned.

"call……"

"Cough cough..."

"Hah...cough...uh..."

The students stared carefully at Snape's face as if they had been lifted from the holding spell, and even when they were gasping for breath, they covered their mouths with books so that Snape would not react to their "stupidity" of opening their mouths to breathe on a whim evaluate.

"Finnigan."

"Yes! Professor! I'm...uh, I mean, uh, that..." Seamus hurriedly stood up, the hairs all over his body standing on end, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

"Send Longbottom to the medical wing."

"Yes, ok, professor, that, I..." Seamus stammered and wanted to say something, about the note he wrote last night, oh, he really didn't write H Little Theater on purpose...

"..." Snape expressed his dissatisfaction with Seamus' slow rate of action with his eyes.

Seamus immediately picked up Neville and ran away.

The onlookers silently marveled in their hearts:

He picked up Neville...

Seamus Finnigan picked up Neville Longbottom!

Seamus Finnigan could carry Neville Longbottom!

"Lesson now." Snape tapped the table lightly with his wand, bringing the animals back to their senses.

This cliff is the calm before the storm!

No sarcasm!No mocking!Nothing... nothing!

Just let them go? !

snort!Do you think we are not persecuted delusional patients!you are wrong!

Snape somehow felt that he seemed extraordinarily... dignified today?

Oh, of course, although his class before was very... very dignified, but today...

Even Snape, who has been "professional in scaring students for 100 years", was a little uncomfortable under the eyes of students with complex emotions such as guilt, fear, and flattery.

"Paper, pen, and the operation steps on the blackboard... are you still waiting for your potions professor to copy a copy for you personally!?"

"..."

The classroom was quiet again, followed by the neat sound of "Shu Shua Shua" taking notes.

Snape turned and gestured to the twins.

George and Fred looked at each other, hesitantly Snape walked over.

"You two, demonstrate."

"Huh?" Fred's eyes widened slightly.

Hey, we did a demonstration, so what are you going to do?

"What? It's just a second-year potion." Snape squinted, if he couldn't even master second-year potions...how did his special roommate take these two as apprentices?

This...isn't too picky?

"Oh, of course...you know...it's not difficult." George stepped forward and began to fiddle with the podium.

"..." Fred looked at his brother, then at Snape, suddenly, he remembered the content of today's lesson, oh, this is really...

He remembered taking this class when they were in second grade...

But that time seemed...it was the principal's class.

Their Potions professor just won't take this class for some reason... hehehe...

Fred happily walked to the podium to assist George with this... pet care potion.

Want to make your pet's hair soft and shiny?

Do you want to make your pet obedient and docile?

If you want your pet to avoid evil and avoid good luck, bah...

Do you want to make your pet live a long life?

Not three or four thousand, not one or two thousand, no, not even [-], just open the second-grade potions textbook that you forgot in the dark corner, and you can realize all the above dreams!

Of course, the premise is that you, a scumbag, still remember the methods of handling various potion materials...

Cough, aside from these things, what Snape thought was that, as far as he knew, the Weasley family's pets were always a very old owl and that disgusting mouse.

The last owl of the Weasley family is naturally Molly's key protection object. Then, I don't know where Ron Weasley... and the twins of the Weasley family will use the two doses of potion they made?

Many people know that in fact, this kind of care potion for pets contains quite a lot of nails of Apuluo Beast...

But few people know that if the nails of the Aplo beast are ingested too much, the Animagus will be frozen in shape and the thinking will be slow and animalized.

But this is also normal, no matter how narcissistic people are, they will not maintain their Animagus form, not to mention, Animagus is difficult to practice, and those who practice it will go crazy... um , as for how Snape knew, oh, he has a narcissistic, bah, perfectionist best friend named Lucius Malfoy.

Looking back, it was a disaster.

The corner of Snape's mouth raised a malicious arc, oh, just in case, remind Filch to keep an eye on the owl house, he must make sure that those two potions will be poured into Peter Duperou's mouth.

A dull, shapeless mouse, even a wizard's Animagus... so what?

However, don't expect him to make this kind of immature potion himself...

Snape stood with his hands behind his back, scanning the calm or flustered students, oh, the way he handled them was the most satisfying...

Sure enough, Draco was brought out by him when he was a child.

Seeing Draco seriously looking at the bubbling potion in the cauldron, a little sweat came out from the tip of his nose, his cuffs, and his white wrist kept stirring in a precise arc...

Snape suddenly felt like a baby in my family...

Cough, of course it doesn't mean that he has anything to do with Narcissa, it's just...

Is this what Muggles say about nurturing?

Snape stroked his chin expressionlessly, his eyes were empty, but he kept looking at Draco, wondering what he was thinking.

Snape looked at Draco.

And Harry looked at...

In the cellar, Snape, who was busy in front of the cauldron, sneezed suddenly, destroying the potion in front of him.

The author has something to say: Today is the first day of the college entrance examination, and the hard work of the seniors today bought us three days off! ! !

Update to pay homage to...

Cough cough, I will not tell you that this chapter started writing three weeks ago and has been written until today...

Evil homework spree ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

It's my turn next year ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

I'm so anxious. I heard that this year is very difficult.

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