"Dave, why didn't you notify me!"

"It's not dangerous... The smell of this brain flower is very familiar..."

"Is this called no danger? Is this called no danger?! Remember the smell of this guy's brains in front of me, and let me know if you smell it!"

"It's hard to separate when there are many people..."

"I can't smell it. You will lose 30% of your food in the future."

"I smell it! I can smell it!"

Sean annoyed Dave with his thoughts, while trying to keep himself calm.

It's not that he didn't think about Snape's problem, so he kept avoiding him after the matter was over... In fact, Sean was going to go to Professor McGonagall, and by the way, he asked for a leave of absence to skip the afternoon Potions class...

But all precautions did not prevent this sudden encounter.

I met a big bat around the corner...

"Cough, oh-good day, Professor Snape." Sean tried his best to look innocent, as if nothing had happened recently.

"I happened to meet you..." Snape raised his chin, his cold eyes looked like a slippery snake without scales.

Just happened to meet... Doesn't it look like it? !

Sean groaned secretly in his heart, Snape obviously came here to block him.

"That's a coincidence, Professor..." Sean's eyes twitched, and then he clapped his hands abruptly, "I almost forgot, Professor McGonagall asked me to visit her office. Professor Snape, I'll be excused first..."

Saying that, Sean showed an apologetic expression, and then he was about to take a step and pass Snape.

Snape didn't stop him or say anything.

His head was like a smoothly running, icy surveillance camera, and his eyes were like red dots on the camera, turning coldly following Sean's movements.

He kept staring at Sean.

Halfway through the walk, Sean unconsciously slowed down his pace. He had a feeling that if he pretended to be dead and slipped away today, he might die even worse in the future...

"Ha... I remembered again, the matter on Professor McGonagall's side is not urgent..." Sean said with a smile.

Snape's expression didn't change at all, and his voice sounded like an old record player freshly fished out of a frozen lake, its parts greased a little with the warm blood of a freshly killed stag.

"Professor McGonagall's matter must be very important, why didn't you go? Could it be that I'm stopping you?" Snape's tone didn't fluctuate.

Isn't it just you who are stopping me... If you let me go, then I dare not go...

Sean slandered in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He touched his head: "Ah, there is no rush. Professor McGonagall said that you can go at night..."

"Oh? Then why don't you go about your own business, what are you doing standing here?" Snape continued.

Standing here because I'm afraid of dying... I want to drink pumpkin juice and butterbeer in peace...

And what kind of tricks are you playing hard to get with me!

Sean wanted to cry but had no tears. He felt that he might be tortured for a long time...

Honestly taking back his steps, Sean coughed lightly: "Uh, professor, you know that my grades in Potions are not very satisfactory, so... um, so when I see you, I can't help but want to ask some questions..."

Snape looked at him coldly, and then smiled mockingly.

"Indeed, your level of brewing potions is incomprehensible...Although most of the people who study potions are idiots, but you, Mr. Wallop, you are the worst class of students I have ever led..."

The old bat's mouth is really poisonous... But Sean didn't even have the ability to retaliate, so he could only lower his head with a shameful expression.

Who knows, it's not over yet.

Snape raised his chin and added, "One of the worst of . . . "

Sean: "..."

Merlin, are you watching? Blow up this old bat with an exploding spell!

really can't...

It's okay to blow me up!

Snape raised his right hand, which had been hanging by his side, and Sean saw that he was actually wearing dragon leather gloves—Snape's hand scratched in the void.

Sean was astonished to find that following the opponent's movements, a cloud of faint blue gas was captured.

this thing...

Snape took out a glass bottle, "grabbed" the gas into the bottle with a "grab" method, and then put it in his arms casually.

"Oh, it's a good thing you stopped. I just found out that the mist floating poison prepared a few days ago accidentally escaped... Tch, I'm sorry, Mr. Wallop."

Sean's eyebrows trembled violently.

Fog particle floating poison, as the name suggests, this potion can float in the air. The fog particle floating poison that usually appears faint blue will melt into the air after it is released, and the original color cannot be seen, and the pungent smell cannot be smelled.

Moreover, because this gas potion uses the blood extract of the lightning sloth, it is very "lazy" in the air.

Basically, when you put this potion into the air, it will melt into the air in a small nearby area, and then slowly float in it, waiting for a "lucky" visitor.

Immediately after inhalation of the aerosol flotation agent or skin contact, patients begin to experience difficulty breathing, tearing, and extremely slow consciousness.

Undisturbed, the agent torments the patient for nearly forty-eight hours before dying of unconsciousness and respiratory failure.

Merlin's iron pants... Damn! You old bat, you really want to poison yourself? !

If he insisted on going his own way and made up his mind to escape Snape's "judgment" first, then he would definitely have difficulty breathing and twitch on the spot...

Your "tss" is a pity that I am not poisoned, right? ! Must be right? !

Of course Snape would not poison himself to death, but he would certainly be happy to see himself tortured for tens of minutes - a potion master is so terrifying, he can make this horrible poison, and he can brew it without giving The antidote to the sequelae left by people.

Anyway, it will make you suffer for a long time without leaving any evidence.

This also proves one thing...

Sean was howling in his heart, offending someone like Snape, it was really tormented!

"Wallup—sir," Snape said slowly, "why are you in a daze? Accidentally inhaled the potion? It's really my fault, and maybe someone else will blame me—come on, have a drink Antidote?"

"No, no, I'm fine, I'm just distracted." Sean glanced at the small brown bottle containing an unknown liquid, and immediately took a step back.

Moreover, there was something in Snape's words...

This was obviously warning him that if he dared to complain to Daisy, Snape would give him some "antidote"...

Snape just put away all the bottles, and then gave him a cold look.

"Come with me."

"Okay, professor..." Sean followed dejectedly.

The two came to an empty professor room. Snape stood on the podium and looked down at Sean.

"Mr. Wallop, do you know why I called you here?"

"For Daisy..." Seeing Snape's eyes turn cold suddenly, Sean quickly changed his words, "Yes, for my recent reckless behavior?"

"It seems that you are still a little self-aware..." Snape snorted coldly, "I'm not interested in your being a hero or anything... But as a professor at Hogwarts, I need to remind you."

"Of course, Professor." Sean drooped his head listlessly.

"What are you willing to do? I have no interest or the energy to take care of you, but I must remind you to think before doing things...Other people, when you are in danger, other people may also be in danger because of saving you. trouble."

Sean nodded his head once and for all: "Yes, professor, I understand."

"Think twice before doing things, and don't be blindly arrogant, think a little more, think a little more - understand?"

Sean nodded sincerely: "I understand, Professor."

"Do things with precision and prudence, just like brewing a potion, you can't be half-hearted..."

Sean still nodded: "No problem, Professor, I've made a note."

"Don't think that you are the only smart person. Think about other people. There are many idiots in the world, but smart people are not extinct..."

Nodding: "Okay, no problem Professor."

"besides…"

Nodding: "Yes, yes."

"in addition…"

Nod: "Okay, okay"

"at last…"

Nodding: "That's right."

"Do you have any thoughts about Miss Daisy Potter?"

"Yes yes yes..." Sean nodded mechanically and immediately froze, he raised his head awkwardly like a rusty old machine.

Snape's face could no longer calm down, the anger couldn't stop rising, and the eye sockets were even trembling slightly because of the tension.

"Mr—wallop...what did you just say?"

Snape's voice seemed to have been stuffed into ice for a hundred years, and soaked in basilisk venom for another hundred years. Every word came out of his teeth and pierced Sean's mouth. eardrum.

Sean wailed frantically in his heart.

This old bat is too unruly, actually fishing to enforce the law?

The potions professor at this school is so rude!

Sean froze his face, and pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying: "Well, professor, I just agree with what you told me... um, teaching! Yes, it is teaching! Miss Potter's is purely accidental..."

"Huh?" Snape moved closer, his hooked nose and long greasy hair almost touching Sean's face, "You called her, Miss Potter?"

"Ah, Daisy, Daisy...I mean..."

Snape's anger was even worse: "It's just a classmate, do you need to call me so intimate?!"

Uncle Merlin... this old bat doesn't make sense at all...

Sean wanted to cry, but Snape's pure calf-protective mentality could not see him getting close to Daisy, nor could he use unfamiliar names for Daisy.

"I've known Daisy for a long time..." Sean said embarrassingly.

"Hmph, you don't need to remind me!" Snape growled at him.

I'd better play dead...

Snape was like a big bat that just came from the shadows, he walked slowly but extremely restlessly, pacing beside him non-stop.

Finally, he stopped in his tracks, then turned his head and stared at Sean suddenly: "Miss...Miss Potter's patron saint, is this the first time you've seen her?"

After thinking again and again, Sean replied honestly: "I've seen it before..."

Snape's breathing became obviously more rapid, and he stared at Sean: "Have you ever asked what memory Miss Potter used to summon the Patronus?"

Sean was silent for a moment, then shook his head: "I didn't ask, but I can probably guess."

The memory Daisy used must be the moment when the silence in her body was expelled and the blood curse was cleared, because only at that moment, this little white flower that had been blooming strong and fragile in the shadows finally emerged from the endless Struggled out in despair.

Snape's breathing stopped for a moment, then became more rapid.

He lumbered over to the window, clutching the drapery with one hand so Sean couldn't see his expression.

But in the silent classroom, Snape's violent heart beating could be heard clearly.

He was very distressed and very angry... Sean thought silently.

After a while, Snape finally regained his composure.

He turned around and looked at Xiao En gloomyly, and said with a cold snort, "Hmph...next time, go to my office, I'm currently researching...blood curses, give me an example."

Tell me directly, tell you how much pain Daisy suffered at that time, it’s all right...

But Sean nodded honestly: "I see, Professor."

Snape stared at him, was silent for a moment, and finally spoke.

His voice was not so cold, but still threatening: "When you are in danger, Daisy...Miss Daisy is so anxious..."

The word "anxious" was almost snorted with discontent.

"Don't let her be so...worry anymore, and don't let her get hurt, understand what I mean?"

Sean nodded again and again: "Of course, Professor!"

His sincere expression just made Snape raise his eyebrows in disdain: "You better really understand..."

As he spoke, Snape took out a small suitcase, which he seemed to have prepared long ago.

"The row above is all healing and stimulating potions for emergency use, and the row below is poison." Snape explained coldly.

"This is?" Sean looked at him.

Snape snorted coldly: "It's just leftovers from brewing the potion, help me deal with it."

A bottle of leftovers that can sell for dozens or even hundreds of gallons on the black market... In order to prevent Daisy from falling into this worrying situation again, he is even willing to give me so many rare potions... Sean couldn't help but click his tongue.

So it seems that I have earned...

Snape looked at Sean gloomyly, obviously, the surprise that Sean showed just now made him very unhappy. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

However, he still took out another bottle of potion.

Felicity Elixir.

He casually threw it to Sean: "It's about to expire, let me study it for you."

Hiss... Sean gasped.

"Hmph, that useless expression—" Snape dismissed him rather sarcastically, "You know what to do when you're dealing with these potions, right?"

"Um, what are you going to do?" Sean was really not sure.

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