The day before the game, the wind was howling outside and the rain was pouring.
The sky was covered with thick clouds, and although candles were lit in the corridor, visibility was still low.
So Wood used the time between classes to hold an impromptu meeting with the members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
As a result, when the meeting ended and Harry rushed to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, the bell had already rang.
Harley knocked on the door, wondering who might let her in.
Counting the dates, it was almost time for Professor Lupine to enter the dark room.
So Professor Dumbledore must find someone to take over the class. After all, he can't let a furry werewolf stand on the podium.
Harley was curious about this, who would come?
"Come in!" A familiar voice sounded.
Harry pushed open the door and saw Professor Snape standing on the podium.
"Tsk, tsk, Harry, is the mighty Lion Queen of Gryffindor actually late for other classes?"
Professor Snape stared into Harry's eyes, the corners of his mouth raised slightly,
"Or did you already know that I was going to replace Professor Lupin, so you were late on purpose?"
"It seems that your confinement time in my place will be extended again, Harry. Let's extend it for another three months!"
The little lions in the audience glared at Professor Snape. After all, the reason for this punishment was too unreasonable.
The school bell had just rang, so Harry was not late at all.
Even if he is really late, a five-point deduction is already the limit. Why should he be imprisoned for another three months?
As for disrespecting professors, where does that come from? The little lions also want to ask, where is Professor Lupine?
However, the Gryffindors did not dare to protest. After all, so many lessons in the past taught them that such useless resistance would only make Professor Snape more happy and cost Gryffindor more points.
They don't care about grades, but they must not do anything that makes Professor Snape happy.
Professor Snape felt the eyes of the little lions and felt happy in his heart.
He enjoyed the way the Gryffindors tried to kill him but couldn't, and had to listen to his lectures.
What a joy this is!
Harry didn't care about Professor Snape's punishment, since she was going to take classes with Professor Snape anyway.
And if you insist on being more serious, calculate the length of Harley's confinement.
Then she might need to repeat the grade for two years to finish all the confinement time.
Harry took the seat in the front row that Hermione had reserved in advance.
Professor Snape did not find any more "trouble" with her, but picked up the textbook on his own:
"Your Professor Lupine, hey, he's not feeling well today, so he can't come to class."
Professor Snape said slowly,
"So, as entrusted by Professor Dumbledore, I am here to give you a lesson on Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"But Professor Lupin didn't leave a record for me, so I have the right to have my own way... Miss Granger?"
Hermione put down her raised hand, stood up, and said quickly:
"I'm sorry, Professor Snape. Professor Lupine has taught us about Boggarts, Red Hats, Cabba and Grindylow..."
"Oh, is this what Professor Lupine teaches you?"
Professor Snape interrupted Hermione's speech with a sneer,
"When I was in school, first-year wizards could deal with Grindylow on their own, but you are just starting to learn now?"
"It seems that I need to reflect with Professor Dumbledore and ask him to properly assess his abilities when recruiting professors."
Immediately afterwards, Professor Snape ignored the murderous looks of the lion cubs around him and started directly from the lesson about werewolves.
I have to say that Professor Snape's level is indeed very high.
From the characteristics of werewolves and the differences between werewolves and real wolves, he talked about the four most reasonable ways to respond when a third-grade wizard encounters a werewolf.
At the end of get out of class, Professor Snape left a paper on how to identify and kill werewolves, and asked to fill two volumes of parchment.
This made the little wizards complain and curse Professor Snape crazily behind their backs.
"Professor Snape must be in love with a werewolf."
"He can't help but love him, so he has such great malice towards the werewolf!"
Elena Harris said angrily, and her statement received the most support.
The little lions left the classroom in twos and threes while maliciously speculating about the story about Professor Snape.
However, Hermione remained still and did not participate in the previous conversation.
Her face was very pale, and she stared directly at the textbook, looking at the detailed descriptions of the various characteristics of werewolves.
At the same time, a familiar image was forming in Hermione's mind.
She compared the knowledge in the textbook with this image, and was shocked to find that every item seemed to be consistent with the knowledge in the textbook.
Although the weather was cold, there were still beads of sweat on Hermione's forehead.
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something. But Hermione's mouth seemed very dry, making it difficult for her to make any sound.
Finally, Hermione slowly twisted her neck to look at Harry, and said with difficulty:
"Harry, have you noticed anything...off about Professor Lupin?"
"Yes!" Harry replied casually while studying the spells textbook.
"I found out that Uncle Remus is a werewolf, what happened?"
!
Hermione looked at Harry with an expression of disbelief:
"Harry, what did you say? That's a werewolf! A werewolf! Not the wolfdog you raised!"
"Black is a Scottish deerhound, not a wolfhound." Harley replied casually, turning the textbook back again.
Hermione choked for a moment, then slapped the table again, but her voice was much lower:
"That's not the point, okay! The point is that Professor Lupine is a dangerous werewolf! How can you still be so calm?"
Harry closed the textbook and turned to look at Hermione:
"Of course I know. I've known Uncle Remus's identity since we got on the train."
"Then why don't you report him to Principal Dumbledore! What if he attacks the little wizard!"
"Hermione, who do you think recruited Professor Lupin?" Harry asked instead of answering directly.
"Principal Dumbledore...?!" Hermione suddenly reacted.
"Yes!" Harry spread his hands, "Do you think the dignified Headmaster Dumbledore can't see that Uncle Remus is a werewolf?"
"Besides, Professor Snape has been teaching me how to brew Wolfsbane potion during this period. The finished product he brewed himself is probably for Uncle Remus to drink."
Hermione frowned, tried hard to recall the effects of Wolfsbane Potion, and said slowly:
"A werewolf who drank wolfsbane potion...in other words, Professor Lupin is harmless?"
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(Thanks to Jiuwei Yanhu for the reward!)
(End of chapter)
