The Elder Lord of Hogwarts
Chapter 65

What Happened to Our Date?

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Hermione slowly slid to the ground with his back against the office door.

The heart was still beating wildly in the chest.

Lockhart's last meaningful look lingered in her mind - why was he so interested in Amortentia, and also said something about the side effects being too good?

It's simply terrifying to think about it.

Because of this, Hermione can't control herself from thinking - her brain is like this, curiosity will always occupy it, and she has the characteristic of never giving up when she thinks about the answer.

Most top academics actually have this characteristic.

Hermione, the top student of Gryffindor House, is more obvious and more reckless. No, after repeatedly staring at Snape on the ceiling, Hermione also has an astonishing idea in his heart.

"Unless Professor Lockhart has the tradition of England" Hermione suddenly widened his eyes, and a ridiculous idea came to his mind, "He has been paying attention to Professor Snape!"

"I also want to do Amortentia to Professor Snape." Holding the note in her hand, Hermione secretly unfolded it and took a look. It was actually an "ambiguous" message that made her scalp tingle.

There is very little handwriting.

Just ask her to go to Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor's office later. If this note gave Hermione's identity as the little wizard, Hermione would still think that Professor Lockhart's small class was about to start a small class.

However.

This is for Professor Snape - it's not like Professor Lockhart wants to give Professor Snape extra lessons, right? It's totally unreasonable! As soon as you think about the information of this little note, it immediately becomes unclear.

"Oh my God! Did I stumble upon the professors' secret?"

Hermione couldn't help but feel turbulent waves in her heart, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the cuffs of the too-long black robe. Lockhart Those words just now are indeed still a lot strange in retrospect.

I must treat you to the lemon cake I baked some other day?

This sounds almost like a date invitation!

"Oh, Merlin is on top." Hermione covered his hot face, his thoughts running wildly uncontrollably, "This is so exciting, if Gryffindor's other classmates know about it..."

Her thoughts had not wandered further.

suddenly.

As a feeling of danger arose, Hermione found that a strand of her long black hair suddenly fell silently, brushing the tip of her nose and falling to the ground.

This is of course the hair color of Snape. After all, Hermione still bears the appearance of Snape - anyone who has survived Polyjuice Potion knows that the recipe for this medicine is in the book <Most Potent Potions>.

Its duration varies depending on the amount of potion drank. In order to prevent Hermione from changing back during class, Snape also drank a very large dose of potion to Hermione.

It should last at least twelve hours.

It's still a long time before Hermione changes back. To be honest, after experiencing the magic of Potions, Hermione has been thinking about a very strange question - if a person drinks a potion with his own hair as a child, will this person become his childhood self?

Hermione doesn't know the answer to this question.

However, Ian can definitely give the answer if he is here. Since Pheobe, Fred, George who are older than Harry, even Mundungus can become Harry, so getting younger will not be a problem. Therefore, if a person still has the hair from his childhood, such as lanugo, then he can actually become his baby self.

Potions is so magical.

"Miss Granger, even in the face of a dangerous attack, can you still be distracted like this?" Snape saw Hermione startled and then fell into a cloudy look in his eyes.

There was also a hint of helplessness in his angry tone - these Gryffindor House students can really be said to be more nervous than the last.

"Um... you attacked me?"

Hermione froze.

Feeling the gaze of the hanging bat, chills climbed up her spine. Due to the outstanding influence given by Ron, she even began to suspect that Snape was going to kill someone.

"Miss Granger."

Snape A cold voice came from the direction of the ceiling, "I am not attacking you, but I am warning you, your rotten brain, you'd better stop those disgusting imaginations immediately."

Obviously.

As for Hermione's imaginings, Snape sees it. After all, he is a mature man. Even if he doesn't use Legilimency, he can guess what the hell Hermione is thinking just by looking at Hermione's ever-changing expressions.

"Uh... I didn't... I don't have any now." Hermione suddenly looked up and saw Snape hanging upside down with a wand pointed at her, with a trace of black mist still remaining on the tip of the wand.

She blushed and jumped up. She originally wanted to refute directly, but in the end she could only change her words out of guilt, "I'm just wondering if Lockhart will tell the truth!"

This can be considered a better way to change the topic.

There is still something about Miss Beaver's quick wit.

As expected, Snape was actually concerned about this issue and couldn't figure it out. He fell into pondering and weighing, and the office fell into a strange silence for a while.

on the ground.

Neville's "coma" posture has become stiffer.

He didn't even dare to twitch his eyelashes.

"Lockhart" Snape finally spoke, his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "His thoughts and actions are as unreasonable. You must avoid him before lifting this curse."

Yes.

Now Snape feels like he has been cursed by Lirium. Hanging upside down from the ceiling, he really looks like a bat. He feels like he is desensitized to the shadows of his childhood.

Of course.

The premise is not to let other little wizards see it. Now that there are three little wizards seeing it, his mentality has broken down. If it wasn't possible, he really wanted to cast Obliviate on all three of them.

It's a pity that Albus. Dumbledore obviously won't agree with him doing that kind of thing.

"Well, I remember it. I also feel that his vision is very sharp. He may have discovered something is wrong. He was just testing me by asking for the formula of Potions." Hermione nodded, feeling scared. She glanced at the neatly cut strand of hair on the ground. "Professor, that magic just now was."

This is obviously curiosity that has emerged again.

"This is not your concern. You can't even learn simple magic, and you still want to learn such advanced magic?" Snape's wand flashed menacingly.

"Those who are greedy will die miserably."

When he rubbed it secretly, he seemed to have some malicious intent.

However, Hermione doesn't care as much as before. Anyway, Snape's words are so unpleasant. If you get used to it, just treat it like the other person is talking nonsense.

"Then it's right that I care about my friends, right?"

Hermione walked quickly towards the unconscious Ron, squatted down and checked his pulse. Seeing that Ron's pulse was very weak, she became anxious again, "Professor Snape What did you do to Ron?"

This is because I am afraid that Ron will actually burp.

"Weasley can't die."

Snape sneered, "This is a necessary measure to prevent him from continuing to use Troll's IQ to do bad things. People like Weasley family are so stupid and unaware of themselves."

His ill will towards the Ron family is truly great.

And what is the reason for this?

Of course, it must be related to some "just" ideas of the Ron family. Hermione did not refute this, but quickly walked up to Ron and Neville and tore off the tape on their mouths.

Hermione frowned.

"They are too curious."

He also knew that Ron and Neville must have broken in and saw Hanged Man Snape.

"This is why Gryffindor students died so quickly."

Snape responded coldly.

"How do I save them?"

Hermione hasn't noticed yet Neville is just pretending to be faint.

Snape did not respond.

Just cast a spell.

A silver crucible suddenly flew in front of Hermione.

He began to guide Hermione in cooking Potions.

Soon.

Dark green liquid boiled inside the crucible.

"Stir clockwise seven times and add two drops of peppermint extract." Snape instructed coldly, "If you don't want him to sleep forever, then pay attention to the dosage."

Hermione concentrated on the operation, moving carefully for fear of harming Ron. When she dropped the last drop of the medicine, the liquid in the crucible turned into a strange fluorescent color.

It looks a little creepy.

"Give it to him."

Snape has rich openings.

It has to be said that the potion he personally directed was very effective. Ron jumped up the moment the potion touched his lips. "Ugh - this tastes like Doxy's urine and Troll's boogers!"

His eyes became clear.

"I, I suddenly got better!" Neville's ears were particularly bright. When he heard Ron's description, he sat upright with cold sweat on his forehead.

"No need to take medicine at all!"

He frantically rejected the Potions that Hermione put to his lips.

Because he was still tied up.

Neville could only dodge by twisting his fat body.

"Why are there two Snape!"

Ron's exclamations echoed in the office.

"Ahem! Did I really read it right? This is true." Ron He exhaled and looked at Hermione with wide eyes, "Oh my god, why are there two Snape?!"

"I am Hermione!" Hermione couldn't bear to pull her collar, revealing her own Gryffindor badge inside. Perhaps she wanted to use this method to remind herself that she was still Gryffindor.

"I gave so many hints!"

Hermione's voice was very helpless.

"You..." Ron stuttered, "Why have you become Snape?!"

Of course his level of knowledge cannot explain this matter.

After all.

Although the old Weasley family is Pure-blood, he cannot afford a Potions like Polyjuice Potion. Naturally, Ron cannot think about things that he has never been exposed to in his daily life.

"It's Polyjuice Potion." Neville suddenly spoke, with a breathy voice, "I smelled a strange smell before, a bit like...Mandrake Juice plus Bezoar."

The little fat man rarely showed off his excellent Herbology knowledge.

Of course.

He may belong to the theoretical king, because once he gets started, it will be really terrible. Snape has specially marked that he is the kind of player who is easy to die in the hall of Potions Class.

Hermione smiled slightly, "You guessed it right, it is indeed Polyjuice Potion."

Ron was so shocked that he couldn't speak, "So... you are Hermione? You turned yourself into Snape?! You... you want to make him Potions? Well done!"

"What did you say?" Hanged Man Snape roared angrily, waved his wand, and a green light flashed through.

"Wow!" Ron suddenly covered his mouth, and the slugs spurted out of his mouth and fell to the ground with a clatter.

"Ron!" Hermione immediately rushed forward and helped him wipe away the remaining mucus from the corners of his mouth.

"Professor Snape!" She turned and glared at Snape, like a kitten with fried hair, "He is my friend! How can you cast a curse on him?"

"He insulted me."

Snape said coldly.

"He is worried about me!" Hermione said angrily, "Do you know? They thought you had tortured me to Potions, so they came to save me! This is my friend who cares about me."

As soon as these words came out.

Snape, who has no friends, was fucked into silence.

Snape was silent for a moment.

A trace of complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

"Weasley family is really getting stupider every generation. How can anyone think that wizards can be used as medicine? Is this family still living in the Middle Ages? That is not an idea that normal people would have."

Snape spoke in a faint tone.

This time.

Hermione, who was originally very angry, turned into a silent one. She had had similar views on Ron's magical imagination before, but it was just a more tactful one.

"You are not allowed to insult my family!"

Ron blushed and jumped up to take out his wand, but subconsciously S.P.E.W. made him vomit out a slug again. The slimy slug fell to the ground and looked disgusting.

Hermione and Neville were both farther away from him.

"Next time, don't just break into the professor's office." Hermione said helplessly. She didn't know how to break the curse. "Especially now... I am Snape."

"How did we know it was you!" Neville muttered, "You pretend to be too much like me."

Hermione frowned. "They are too curious."

She was the eldest sister talking about the second and third brothers. She was the most curious among the trio. However, when it came to seeking death, Ron, who was currently lying on the ground vomiting, was the one who was most capable of seeking death.

Fortunately, Snape didn't want to torture Ron for too long, and soon asked Hermione to torture Ron for another Potions - the one hiding aside shivered as if he had seen something.

Snape is teaching Hermione.

And Ron is the experimental subject who always jumps out on his own.

Smart Neville shut up immediately.

He even arched himself on the ground a few times and put the tape on his mouth again - just as Neville expected, Hermione turned back into a little girl after cooking Potions.

However.

Snape just told Hermione to go back to Gryffindor and come back tomorrow to drink medicine and get the so-called "antidote", but did not allow Hermione to take away the two unlucky people Neville and Ron.

"You can leave." Snape said grimly, "But they stay."

"What? But-"

"Either leave now," Snape's wand glowed green, "Or accompany them to experience the newly developed Slug-Vomiting Charm." "You can leave." Snape said grimly, "But they stay."

"What? But-"

"Either leave now." Snape's wand glowed green, and he looked like he might release the spell at any time, "Or accompany them to experience the newly developed Slug-Vomiting Charm."

I have to say.

The threat posed by Killing Curse may not be as strong as the threat posed by the slugs to the little girl. After weighing the situation, Hermione felt that Snape would not kill anyone and had no choice but to give up on rescuing the two friends.

She left the office.

When she stepped out of the cellar, Hermione was worried about Ron and Neville. She dragged her tired steps up the stairs, but saw a dazzling golden color under the Entrance Hall's torch.

Only seen.

Lockhart leaned against the handrail of the stairs, the exaggerated smile no longer on his face.

"Miss Granger."

His blue eyes were unusually sharp.

"Didn't you agree to go to my office?"

Words that seem like a smile but not a smile.

Let Hermione's blood freeze instantly.

(End of chapter)

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