What was he putting on an act for?
The moment Quirrell entered Hogwarts, he had vaguely suspected that person had returned.
That person might even have been staying right at the back of Quirrell's head, wrapped in cloth.
If he dared show any pity toward Potter, who knew whether it would attract that person's attention?
And not a single word this man said could be trusted.
What did he mean, there was no need to be so cruel to Potter?
How utterly ridiculous.
Wasn't that person famous for his cruelty?
He had once been killed by that brat's brother, Harry Potter. How could he possibly treat the brat differently?
This might be that person's test.
To see whether he was still loyal?
Heh!
Snape coldly pushed away Quirrell's approaching head, then turned and left the staff table.
He called over the Slytherin Female Head Girl, whose face was filled with concern.
"I need you to use the Cruciatus Curse on Darren Potter!"
Snape said to the Greengrass family girl.
Then he saw the shock in her eyes.
"Th-this... Professor, I can't... This is Dark Arts... I can't use this kind of magic at school!"
The girl desperately denied it.
But Snape saw the anger in her eyes, and even a hint of killing intent.
Childish.
Showing killing intent toward a Slytherin Head of House?
If the person before her had been an enemy, she would already be dead!
"Hmph. Stop playing your little tricks. I permit you to use this magic... No, no, no. If no one spreads the word, then isn't it perfectly legal?"
Snape sneered.
Then, without listening to anything Miss Greengrass had to say, he turned and left. Before departing, he "accidentally" dropped a thimble.
Only after seeing Miss Greengrass pick up the thimble and reveal an