Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Have?

Dumbledore said gently, "Potions is also a very important subject, and you are the finest Potions professor I have ever seen, Severus."

"So compared to Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, you are still better suited to the position of Potions professor."

"Hmph..."

Although Dumbledore had praised his skill in Potions.

Snape still felt extremely displeased.

He felt that he was clearly very skilled at Defense Against the Dark Arts as well.

"I do not mind teaching both subjects, and I will only take one salary."

"The school can save on wages that way. How about you reconsider?"

Snape made one final effort.

"In that case, you would be far too exhausted."

"I cannot overwork an outstanding professor just to save some wages."

Dumbledore still did not agree to Snape's suggestion.

"Fine..." Snape said helplessly.

He knew that the Defense Against the Dark Arts position for the next school year would once again not be his.

"Who did you find to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? It cannot be another Lockhart, can it?"

Dumbledore rubbed his beard somewhat awkwardly.

"I will not make Lockhart's mistake a second time."

"Rest assured, this candidate is excellent."

"I guarantee that he is highly proficient in Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Snape asked again, "Who is it?"

After draining the tea from the cup on the table.

Dumbledore gathered himself for a moment before softly saying, "Remus Lupin."

Bang!

"Who?! Who did you say?!"

Snape stared at Dumbledore with a livid expression.

Dumbledore looked at the teacup that had toppled over on the table after Snape slammed his hand down.

Secretly glad that he had emptied it first.

"Remus Lupin..."

Snape said, "I know who he is! Dumbledore! He is a Werewolf!"

"How dare you... How dare you let a filthy