Agree to My Condition
Snape was pleased; this was one of the reasons he had brought Will to class.
Although he couldn't handle Harry himself, Will could have done the same.
Harry's previous provocation had made him very unhappy, but he couldn't directly confront that bastard Potter, so he could only target Harry in class and deduct points from Gryffindor.
However, after six years of schooling, Harry is now almost immune to his sharp tongue, and as for the points deductions...
The Gryffindor were already indifferent— Harry's outrageous act of verbally abusing Snape had already led them to anticipate a massive deduction of Gryffindor.
Some students even welcome this scene, since losing points is common, but students verbally abusing professors is rare.
Snape was very unhappy about this situation, so he was quite happy to see Will teach Potter a lesson.
Unfortunately, his student was kind-hearted and unwilling to use excessive force against Potter.
However, curbing Potter's arrogance would be excellent.
Snape's expression softened considerably. "Mr. Behrens, your skill level is very high. I'm sure you've practiced diligently."
"It's all thanks to having such a good professor like you," Will complimented Snape —after all, saying nice things doesn't cost anything.
"Unfortunately, not everyone shares your perspective, Mr. Behrens. I hope you can attend more classes; that would be the greatest respect you can show your professor."
Will fell silent this time— Snape had actually joined in the fun.
Snape ignored him and continued to call on opponents to fight.
The overall situation isn't too good. Although there's a win-loss ratio in two-player battles, the winner sometimes has to write a paper—if the winner chants incantations aloud during the battle, they have to write a paper.
After the final Defence Against the Dark Arts, two-thirds of the students proudly produced an eight-inch-long paper.
After class, Will said goodbye to Sylvia and followed Snape back to his Office.
After a long absence, Snape's Office had changed drastically. It was no longer just filled with bottles and jars and various Potions; now it contained many items needed for Defence Against the Dark Arts.
For example, some obscure books on Dark Magic, specimens of black Magical Creatures, and several analytical papers on ancient evil histories, etc.
Snape tidied up his lesson plan a bit, then looked at Will: "How about some Coffee? It's been a while since you've sat in my Office."
Will nodded. "Coffee is fine too. Actually, I really couldn't not come; I'm just too busy with everything."
"You seem to be much busier than the professors," Snape rolled his eyes at him.
Will thought about it and realized... it really was true. He was so busy every day that he hardly had any free time, while most professors were more relaxed than him.
Will took a sip of Coffee. "Professor, as you know, I have a lot of research going on, and I really don't have time to play house with sixth-grade students anymore."
Snape really didn't have much to say—after all, Will was telling the truth. At Will's current level, probably only the professors at Hogwarts could really have a conversation with him; the courses in the sixth and seventh years were really meaningless.
But Professor Snape Severus, the proud old man, Snape, naturally wouldn't admit it himself, so he changed the subject. "Lucius gave me some information the other day."
"Oh?" Will became somewhat interested when Lucius was mentioned, after all, he was probably related to Voldemort.
"He's very unhappy with how far I'm going," Snape said gravely. "If they have serious doubts about me, it could affect you, Will."
"In the coming days, minimize contact. After all, Dumbledore's side is preparing to close in, and you need to get away as soon as possible."
"Get away?" Will shook his head. "Isn't there a rush, Professor?"
"Will, don't play with fire," Snape said seriously. "Your future is bright, and getting you out of here sooner is for your own good."
If Dumbledore completely eliminates him this time, those close to his faction will be greatly affected later.
You've kept your identity well hidden, but quite a few people within the Death Eaters still know of your existence. If they later reveal that you 'joined' the Death Eaters, even with Dumbledore vouching for you, it will inevitably tarnish your image.
In the Wizarding World, especially in Wizarding World academic field, one must cherish one's reputation.
You are different from me, Will. Your future is brighter. You will definitely become one of the top Wizarding World, and those who stand in that position cannot have any blemishes.
The usually silent and gloomy Snape spoke at length, which showed how much he cared about Will.
Will wanted to say something more, but after Snape's words, he fell silent.
Now that Snape cares for him even more than he cares for Harry, Will feels he can't bring himself to contradict his professor's actions at this point.
He finally nodded. "I'll be careful, Professor. I'll find a way to get out of this as soon as possible, so you don't need to worry too much."
Snape's expression softened somewhat—in truth, reputation was only part of it; more importantly, he didn't want Will to continue participating in these dangerous activities.
This was never Will's responsibility.
If necessary, I will use force to make Will leave.
"However, Professor," Will asked, "What are your plans? Now that they've begun to suspect, perhaps we should withdraw now, prepare, and put the fake death plan into action."
Professor, since you're asking me to leave, it means you understand the danger involved, yet you still have to face it...
Snape cared about Will, Will naturally cared about Snape as well. He wanted Snape to end his undercover career as soon as possible, so that he wouldn't run into Voldemort for any reason, which would put Snape in danger.
"This is my business, Will," Snape shook his head, "It concerns the grudges of our generation, and I cannot leave now."
"No, Professor, I think you should at least grant me one request, otherwise, I can't feel at ease..."