Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

The dark red liquor is poured into the transparent glass, and it gently shakes and ripples.

"Doesn't it taste good?"

Slughorn closed his eyes and was intoxicated, then asked Braun with a smile on his face.

"Yes. Very good. "

"Some time ago, Albert wrote to me.

Knowing that I'm going to be a professor at Hogwarts, let me take good care of you. "

Slughorn wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth and began to get down to business.

"Really?"

Braun looked a little surprised.

"I didn't expect my father to write to you. "

"I'm in constant contact with people at the club. "

Slughorn gave a rare explanation.

"But I don't think your father knows you well enough, in terms of your current level of potions.

The only thing that is missing is accumulation.

These are the only books I can help you with at this point. "

Slughorn said, pointing to the full shelf on the wall.

Braun looked at Slughorn, who seemed to be smiling, and his face froze.

Sure enough, you can't take anyone for a fool.

Before he arrived, his father had allowed himself to try to escape the stock in Slughorn's stomach.

Who would have thought that they would look at their own thoughts before they even said it.

"That's a real trouble to teach you. "

Braun pretended to be 900 unconscious and smiled.

Slughorn waved his hand:

"It's nothing...... After all, you're part of the club.

I should help you. "

After lunch, Boone returned to the common room with the notes Slughorn had given him.

"What is Slughorn looking for you?

Braun?"

As soon as I entered the lounge, I saw Daphne sitting in front of the fireplace.

"It's just having lunch.

As you know, Professor Slughorn and my dad have a good relationship. "

"That's right. "

Daphne breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he pulled Braun upstairs in a panic.

"Class is almost coming, this is Professor Snape's class, we must not be late. "

When Daphne said this, Braun suddenly remembered that it was Snape's Defence Against the Dark Arts class in the afternoon.

Where did they dare to delay, the two of them ran towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom in a panic.

Hurry up, fortunately, not late.

The two men found an empty seat and sat down.

That's when Braun had the leisure to take a look at everything around him.

It's the same as Slughorn's office decoration in the same classical luxury.

Professor Snape also decorated the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom in a very personal way.

The black curtains were all drawn.

On the walls are drawings of magical creatures that resemble human anatomy.

There was no light in the entire room, except for the faint glow of candles.

Even the most daring Gryffindor students couldn't help but keep their voices down as they entered the classroom.

Get quiet.

Without him, these eerie things don't look like a normal classroom, but rather like a dark wizard's laboratory.

As the class bell rings.

The wooden door to the classroom slammed shut.

The wind that blew from nowhere made the candles in the house flicker.

When the light stabilized, the little wizard from the academy suddenly screamed.

Messed up the whole classroom.

"Speak, there's the podium!"

The crowd followed the stammering voice.

A man in a black robe, with a serious face and greasy hair. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Standing in the dim light, his eyes were indifferent and vacant, staring at everyone.

There was not a trace of expression on the sallow face.

Not Snape or who?

"Quiet!"

Snape's stern and cold voice instantly silenced the otherwise noisy classroom. []

"I really didn't expect you to be in the fifth grade, and you still have such small guts!"

Snape sneered mercilessly.

Let the little wizards dare not speak out.

During the past few years at Hogwarts, they may not know about other teachers.

But Snape couldn't figure it out.

If you don't say anything and be honest, it's just a few words of scolding.

If he really spoke up to Snape, then confinement would be a certainty.

Seeing that everyone was honest, they didn't make a sound.

This pleased Snape.

"Before today's class, I thought I needed to remind you. "

Snape paused slightly.

"You will face the first and most important exam of your life in June.

But with all due respect, if you're still at this level.

Then at least a large part of our class will get a P (fail)"

"Snape still loves to teach people so much!"

Ron sat at his desk and whispered to Harry.

His lips didn't move, but the sound reached Harry's ears.

"I knew it was going to be okay for Snape to take Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

I miss Professor Lupin even more. "

Harry was Ron's too.

This was a skill they had learned in their previous Potions class to avoid being caught talking by Snape.

"What do you think Snape will teach us?

He wanted to be a professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts when he was in first grade. "

Harry stared intently at the blackboard, but his eyes looked erratic, and he was about to answer.

I heard Snape call his name.

He jumped up like a spring.

"Harry!"

Snape looked at Harry Potter with bad intentions.

"I've heard Lupin say that you're gifted in Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

But as far as I know about your Potions, this news may be a bit untrue. "

Snape didn't give Harry a chance to speak:

"Tell me, what are the three types of dark magic?"

"This ......"

Harry Potter opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

He seemed to have an impression in his mind, but he couldn't say it.

"Then you can cast an iron spell on me?

I remember that this was also in the textbook. "

"Iron, iron armor!"

Harry's face flushed, and the wand in his hand only sparked and then disappeared with a pop.

"The gestures, the movements are all wrong.

Oh...... It seems that our savior isn't just bad at potions.

It seems that he doesn't know that much about how to protect himself.

Sit down!"

Harry was a little indignant, but sat down dejectedly.