There is really no one in this small bathroom. Although it is called a "small bathroom", in fact, five people here can wash together without any problem.
Different from the restroom outside, there is no toilet here. Once inside, there is a cubicle for changing clothes and a steamy bath. Even the snake head statue next to the bath has no magic.
The dim candlelight still flickered with warm light even in this humid environment. Occasionally something would swim past the only window, accompanied by the sound of gurgling water. The environment of this bathroom was unexpectedly good. .
Well, I should have expected it. After all, Slytherin is outstanding in terms of enjoyment. Even if he lives in a gloomy dungeon, it will definitely be the most comfortable dungeon.
Five minutes later, Noah soaked in the warm water.
Keya, who had been cleaned on the side, looked at a pool of hot water ready to move.
But even though it is a snake that is suspected of having "magical creature blood", it still cannot adapt to the "high temperature" in the pool water.
In fact, it's not impossible. It will be fine in at least ten minutes, but Noah has no intention of letting it go into the water.
After getting a warning look, Keya was left to play by himself.
It was the first time it came here, and it was quite curious about it. It quickly ran away without knowing where it went.
Noah didn't care either. He planned to soak in it for a while. He was indeed too tired today.
…
In the principal's office, the conversation between Dumbledore and Lance continued.
"Lannister obviously has reservations. I still can't figure out how he rescued three people." Professor Lance frowned. He had no hostility towards Noah, but simply wanted to get to the bottom of it. This was something he Auror custom.
"Relax, Lance, don't forget that our purpose is a dark wizard, not to interrogate a child." Dumbledore took out a piece of candy, "Are you really not going to have a piece of candy?"
"No," said Professor Lance, who was quite resistant to sweets. "But you're right. But what do we do now? We all know that more than one fish slipped through the net."
Dumbledore squeezed the candy in his hand: "We already know their identities, and we have some control over them."
"But I didn't expect these guys to hide in the school."
"They are here for you, Lance." Dumbledore looked directly at his old friend.
Lance was silent for a while: "It was my negligence. I thought that the few who escaped would not cause too much trouble, but I did not expect that they would be crazy enough to sneak into the school secretly."
Hogwarts is recognized as the second safest place in the British wizarding world, but those guys just ran here and injured a little wizard.
"It's not your fault, Lance. You've retired. We didn't expect these things. The top priority now is to find those dark wizards."
"Do I need to notify the Auror?" Professor Lance looked at Dumbledore.
Dumbledore fell silent, actually thinking about this too.
Catching those dark wizards was originally the job of the Aurors, but this is Hogwarts. If everything is handled by the Aurors, then he and his students will inevitably face difficulties from the Ministry of Magic. After all, the Ministry of Magic wants to intervene in this school for more than a day or two.
"Dumbledore, why don't you leave it to me first?" Professor Lance took the initiative.
It started because of him, so he will handle it.
"Lance, you..."
"Although I can't compare with you, I'm not so old that I can't even catch a few dark wizards. I retired on my own initiative, not because of injury." Lance showed his usual smile, "Don't worry Well, I will catch those guys before they cause any big trouble."
"Then it's up to you, Professor Lance." Dumbledore softened his expression.
Just as Lance was about to say something, he saw Dumbledore on the opposite side had already stuffed the candy in his hand into his mouth, showing an expression of joy.
For a moment he wondered if Dumbledore had been waiting for his words.
Why do you suddenly feel cheated?
…
Early the next morning, Noah appeared at the door of the common room at six o'clock on time, and happened to meet Professor Snape who was walking here.
Glancing gloomily at the two books held in Noah's arms, Snape walked toward the office without saying a word.
Noah followed him obediently.
After the two left, the door of the Slytherin common room opened with a bang. A group of Slytherins stood at the door and stretched their necks to watch the two people leaving.
"Professor Snape actually came to pick up Lannister."
"With that gloomy expression, I don't know how much 'fresh material' I have to deal with in the office."
"Hiss, that sounds terrible."
Noah and Snape knew nothing about other Slytherins' speculations, and they didn't need to worry about them.
Breakfast will not start in the auditorium for another hour, and today is still Wednesday. Noah has no classes during the day and only has one astronomy class in the evening. In other words, Noah has an entire day at Professor Snape's disposal today.
Thinking of Professor Snape's gloomy expression last night, it was not difficult for Noah to guess that he might be extremely sad today.
After entering the office, Noah subconsciously glanced at the corner and found only two wooden barrels.
One was a bat he had half-processed yesterday, and the other was a fresh bucket of...the stomach of an unknown creature.
It's actually even more disgusting than yesterday.
But Professor Snape didn't let him deal with those things right away.
Today's desk did not have the previous books and materials on it. Instead, it was cleaned and placed with various crucibles and cooking materials.
At this moment, a fire was burning under the crucible, and an unknown green potion was boiling in the crucible. The entire office was filled with an indescribable smell.
Taking a look at the blue-black color under Professor Snape's eyes, Noah suspected that the professor had been up all night from time to time, brewing the potion.
"What are you still doing standing there? Come here." Following Snape's roar, Noah obediently walked to the desk.
"This is a perception potion that can enhance perception. You don't need to know the specific method of brewing this potion yet, but now, I need some materials," Snape said impatiently, "Make Billywig." You should know how to deal with stings and wolfsbane aconites.”
Noah wisely began to pick out suitable materials from the table and began to work on them.
Snape stood in front of the cauldron, staring at the potion in the pot, stirring it from time to time to see how viscous it was.
After Noah finished processing the two materials, Snape confirmed that the viscosity of the potion was about the same, and then added the two processed materials little by little.
"You have an astronomy class tonight, right? You'd better take a leave of absence and go see your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor tonight."
