The moment she fell on the cold floor of the campus hospital, Hermione's mind was in a state of confusion. She had no idea how to explain that she had eavesdropped on a professor's private conversation, but then, Hermione keenly noticed a problem.
That is, with her current appearance, how did Snape recognize her before the door opened?
Also, cat-eared girl...are you describing yourself?
Hermione really wished she could take Harry's Invisibility Cloak with her, so that she could hide inside and not face this suffocating situation, but just as she was thinking about it, a strong and steady hand held her arm. , helped her up, Hermione raised her head tremblingly, and found that it was the young wizard who was talking to Professor Snape.
"T-Thank you, Professor."
"Oh, don't get me wrong, Miss Granger, I am not a professor in this school."
Amosta smiled gently. He looked at the drooping ears on the little witch's fluffy hair and the beard on the black-haired cheeks with great interest. It didn't take him long to understand that this was probably a girl. The result of using Polyjuice Potion to deform animals.
He is worthy of being the most important intellectual figure among the protagonists, and he really knows how to play.
Although he could not recall the plot of the Harry Potter books, this did not mean that Amosta knew nothing about the key characters in the books.
Snape's taunting just now made Amosta know that the little witch in front of him who had undergone a wrong transformation was none other than the very popular Hermione Granger in Harry Potter, a very smart and sharp person. little wizard, which made him a little curious.
"Miss Granger,"
Snape's slightly sarcastic voice was particularly gloomy in the late night hospital hospital.
"Even I have to admit that your current appearance is far more interesting than usual. However, I still hope to know why you are like this and why Minerva eavesdropped on my conversation for you. Courage?"
You didn't realize that this was an incorrect use of Polyjuice Potion. Isn't that what you're capable of, Professor?
Snape understood the surprised look Amosta cast, he glared at Amosta, and his evil gaze fell on Hermione again,
"Answer my question, Miss Granger, or would you rather have Minerva explain it to you?"
Hearing these words, Hermione, who was originally frightened, suddenly trembled. The current situation was bad enough. If Professor McGonagall knew about it, she would simply not be able to face the fact that Gryffindor was running out. hourglass,
"My appearance...is because I misjudged my level of transfiguration, Professor Snape"
Hermione lowered her head and stared at her toes, with a cry in her voice.
For a moment, she was glad that she now had black hair on her face. Otherwise, she was sure that her red cheeks would expose her lies.
"I previewed "Advanced Transfiguration" in advance, thinking that I could cast the human transfiguration spell recorded in the book... I'm sorry to eavesdrop on you and this teacher..., I mean, this gentleman's conversation,
I was reading a book in bed, researching how to heal myself from magical injuries faster, but the movement outside caught my attention. I thought it was the secret room... You know, the attack made us Muggle-borns Wizards are nervous--"
Amosta noticed that Snape's face was livid and his breathing was getting heavier. If the little witch was allowed to continue making up nonsense, then a tragedy would most likely happen in the school hospital.
"No need to explain, Miss Granger,"
The Golden Viper in the underground world is a cold, sharp, and dangerous wizard who is full of murderous intent and wanders on the edge of black and white all year round. But after taking off his black robe, Amosta Brain is a very kind and gentle person. It's hard to tell which side is his true face and which side is disguise. Perhaps, this is the most real Amosta Brain.
Hermione, who was trying her best to make her words credible, raised her head in confusion. What she saw was a pair of very beautiful purple eyes and a gentle smile on a young and handsome face. She was in a trance. For a moment, Hermione felt like she was in front of her. The young wizard's smile was somewhat similar to that of Principal Dumbledore.
Kind and tolerant, but with the wisdom to see through the truth.
"Sorry, sir, all I said was..."
"My name is Amosta Brain, you may call me Mr. Brain,"
Amosta once again interrupted Hermione's explanation and smiled happily,
"No matter what the reason is for you to become like this, Miss Granger, I think you have learned a painful lesson, so Professor Snape will not punish you again, right?"
Amosta looked at Snape and received only a contemptuous snort.
"As for eavesdropping on our conversation, this is not a serious offense for a young wizard who is thirteen or fourteen years old and is full of curiosity. Professor Snape and I have very generously decided not to pursue it. You don’t need to worry too much~”
In terms of prestige, Amosta obviously could not compare with Snape, who had been accumulating power for a long time. Although Mr. Blaine said that he would not care about eavesdropping on the conversation, Hermione still did not dare to relax. She stared carefully. She looked at Snape, fearing that her Potions master might have a different opinion.
Perhaps it was because of Amosta's plea, or perhaps because of Dumbledore's instructions. In short, Snape turned and left without saying a word, which also allowed Gryffindor House to avoid being detained during the Christmas holiday. Fifty points of tragic fate.
"See you later, Miss Granger."
Amosta smiled slightly and turned to leave as well.
Hermione, who had not yet had time to rejoice after the disaster, had just come to her senses and found that the mysterious man who called himself Blaine was about to walk out of the school hospital.
"Please wait a moment, sir... I mean, Mr. Blaine!"
Hermione shouted subconsciously, but when Amosta turned around and looked surprised, she realized what she had done.
"Mr. Blaine, are you a therapist?"
Hermione's face turned red. She didn't know why she called out to Brian, but at the critical moment, her flexible brain saved her once again.
"I just heard you and Professor Snape discussing Colin and Justin's illness. You...are you capable of curing them?"
"I'm sorry, Miss Granger, I don't have that ability."
Amosta shook his head and said calmly,
"Since Principal Dumbledore already has a way to cure them, I think you don't have to rush. After all, lying on the hospital bed is also a kind of protection for them,"
Amosta turned away again, and the voice continued to reach Hermione's ears from behind the door,
"Also, Miss Granger, I am an investigating officer."
………………………
That night, Amosta spent the night in Snape's staff dormitory. The two of them talked by candlelight. He consulted in detail about the details of the scenes where Snape's three attacks occurred and the process by which the victims were discovered.
Among them, Lady Norris of Filch and the first witness after Finch-Fletchley was attacked were both Harry Potter.
Amosta was not surprised by this. As for the protagonist, even if he stayed at home and didn't go out, trouble would come to his door automatically.
What surprised him was the mean look on Snape's face when he commented on Harry Potter.
"You can tell what kind of person Hermione Granger is - full of lies, mediocre, arrogant, obsessed with violating discipline, loves to be in the limelight, attract others' attention, and is rude and rude!"
A few feet away, Amosta, who was writing and drawing on the desk, raised his head in surprise.
"It's strange, Professor. There are even fewer wizards who can be praised like this by you than those who can be praised by you. I'm starting to get a little curious about that boy."
"You'll find out when you see him, Amosta,"
Snape was half lying on the bed, staring at the roaring flames in the fireplace, and said coldly, "The style of being pretentious and thinking that he can handle everything is exactly the same as his father!"
"ah--"
Amosta turned over the worn "Simplified Theory of Ancient Curses" (written by Ulric Gamp) in front of him and continued to write calculations on the parchment. He waved his wand from time to time to create ripples in the air, trying to build a Effective spell model.
For more than two years, he spent most of his time on the road, squeezing out time for research and self-improvement.
"I understand, it turns out to be a grudge from the previous generation."
Amosta did not continue to ask what the past was between Snape and Potter's father, because he knew clearly that everyone had a past that they did not want others to touch, so why bother digging up it for his own trivial curiosity? What about opening wounds that others had a hard time healing?
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