After watching Harley leave, Professor Snape shook his head and went over to the Basilisk.
Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick were dissecting the Basilisk, removing the materials inside that needed special preservation.
Seeing Professor Snape approach, Professor Flitwick smiled. "Did you manage to calm Harley down?"
"She doesn't need me to calm her down. She's stronger than most students!" Professor Snape muttered under his breath.
"Yes, well, she is Lily's child, after all," Professor Sprout teased.
Three of the four Heads of House had taught students from Professor Snape's year. They were all veteran professors.
So the Heads of House had heard a thing or two about Snape's student days.
Professor Snape's poker face crumpled instantly. Pretending he hadn't heard Professor Sprout, he changed the subject.
"According to Albus, these materials should go to Harley. She earned them all by herself.
"But as the Potions professor, I'll keep them for her for now."
The other Heads had no objections. None of them needed anything from the Basilisk.
"I wonder how Harley managed it." Professor Flitwick hadn't seen the astonishing spectacle earlier, so he couldn't help marveling. "But that child seems to have a real talent for combat.
"I could invite Harley to train in duelling, then take her to the International Wizarding Duelling Tournament and carry on my legacy."
"You can't take up all her time," Professor Snape said, suddenly tense. "Hogwarts hasn't won the Wizarding School Potion Championship in a long time. She should focus on that competition first!"
"What are you worried about?" Professor Flitwick said casually, sealing a bottle of Basilisk blood with a spell. "The championship starts this summer. The International Wizarding Duelling Tournament won't be held until the summer after her fourth year!"
Harley had no idea what the professors were talking about.
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