civilwarnovels Chapter 370 Substitute
Chapter 370 Substitute
Chapter 370 Substitute
outside the auditorium.
Several Hufflepuffs were picking pomegranates. There were not many fruits that could be eaten in winter, and their magic had not yet reached the level where they could grow crops out of season.
Hufflepuffs may not pay much attention to other things, and "eating" is one of the few things they pay special attention to.
How much ability, how much food to eat.
For example, in this winter, if you want to eat some fruits, you can either spend money to buy them or grow them yourself.
The little badgers don't have much pocket money, and most of it is spent on Honeydukes.
They can't do things like buying fruit.
They are very interested in growing fruits.
It's just that at this moment, the little badgers are holding pomegranates, not interested in enjoying the rare delicacy in winter, and staring at the point hourglass hanging on the wall in a daze.
The one that belongs to Gryffindor, ups and downs, stumbling.
In a few seconds.
Just add points, subtract points, add points, and subtract points several times.
After a few minutes, the thrilling ups and downs stopped, and the score stayed at its original position.
"What happened to Gryffindor?" Someone was curious.
This kind of change is so frequent that the eyes of the audience twitch a little, it is really abnormal.
"Isn't Professor Snape in a bad mood recently?" A little badger lowered his voice and probed his head carefully.
Someone next to him interjected: "When did Professor Snape feel better?"
"Maybe it's been worse these days." The little badger continued, "Sitting in the office, being idle and bored, deducting Gryffindor's house points for fun?"
This conjecture sounds ridiculous.
But thinking about it carefully, it is really possible that Professor Snape can do something.
Anyway, Gryffindor's score did not change in the end, and Professor Snape let out the breath in his heart.
in the principal's office.
Snape, who was considered to be angry with Gryffindor, said coldly: "Twenty points deducted from Gryffindor."
He didn't even bother to find a reason now.
Dumbledore sighed, a little helpless: "Gryffindor adds twenty points, Severus, I think we should suspend this boring game altogether."
"It's you who are boring, Albus." Snape shook his head and counted with his fingers, "Five points from Gryffindor."
Dumbledore narrowed his eyes, seeing that he had a swearing-in attitude, opened his mouth, and was about to add back the deducted points.
Snape said one step ahead of him: "Don't add any more points. Up to now, Gryffindor's points are exactly what they were at the beginning."
"Really?" Dumbledore raised his hand and pushed his glasses.
Snape nodded.
Harry nodded too.
After all, magic is idealistic, and most wizards are not good at logic. This is reflected in life, that is, wizards are not good at mathematics.Snape was one of the few special cases. He was very good at logic, and even took pleasure in it. In the first grade, the barrier he built for the Philosopher's Stone was reasoning questions based on "logic".
of course
Voldemort is also a special case. Even if he was not so rational and crazy at the time, the simple reasoning questions couldn't help him.
Dumbledore is the type of person who is not very good at mathematics, but the long years have brought him wisdom, including some knowledge that is difficult for him to master. Mathematics is one of them. He counted with his fingers After a while, I pulled out my memory, watched it again, and calculated those numbers.
"It's really just right." Dumbledore tugged at his beard and finally calculated the result after a while.
Snape sneered: "Albus, you doubt my mind, that's the most ridiculous thing."
Dumbledore blinked innocently.
Snape raised his head and said calmly, "Professor Dumbledore, I'm afraid I'm sorry for the next few days. I have to ask you for leave. There are some things I need to do."
"It could be a few days, it could be more than a week."
"You need to find a substitute teacher."
Dumbledore showed embarrassment: "Severus, my dear professor, although this will give me a headache, but since it is your request for leave, I think I have to agree, regarding the candidate for the substitute professor, do you have Any good recommendations?"
Snape said nothing.
Harry said: "You can call Uncle Remus, he is no longer a werewolf, and the students will have no objections."
Dumbledore raised an eyebrow.
"Albus, when you go on a trip, you can call Geralt up." Harry continued, "He is as keen as I am, and can discover many magical scenery that your brain can't discover."
Dumbledore responded happily: "Very good proposal."
When a new week comes.
The little wizards discovered that Hogwarts had prepared a Christmas present for them in advance.
In Defense Against the Dark Arts class, instead of seeing Professor Snape's skull-like face, he turned into a professor they were familiar with.
Professor Lupin!
Among the six professors they have experienced in the past few years, they are recognized as the best one.
just
Professor Lupine who appeared in front of them this time felt a little strange.
Unlike their impression of being poor, poor, and thin, who always looked like he was seriously ill—in fact, he was indeed sick, Professor Lupine now looks like a human being, with a full body The brand-new robe is the ice blue color that is most suitable for cold white skin, and the hair has been meticulously groomed, and there is no messy feeling like weeds anymore.
The figure also swelled up, without that weak taste.
His face also became rosy, but thick dark circles appeared under his eyes.
"Professor Black?" Someone tentatively asked.
In their impression, Professor Lupine never dressed himself up.
The only time Professor Blake dresses up is when he uses Polyjuice Potion to disguise himself as Professor Lupine.
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They have an inexplicable sense of sight, and it is hard not to have such doubts.
"Sirius?" Lupine smiled. "How do you think he's pretending to be me?"
"Of course I am, Remus Lupine."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the students immediately recognized that this kind of tone of voice and gentle demeanor were definitely not something that Professor Black could do. This was Professor Lupine.
The students cheered.
"Professor, what happened to Professor Snape, will you be the one to teach the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the future?" A Gryffindor student asked eagerly, eyes full of anticipation.
Lupine whistled: "It seems that you still don't welcome Professor Snape so much?"
"But I regret to inform you that nothing happened to Professor Snape. He is safe and healthy, but as a master of potions, there are always things that cannot be avoided. He needs to leave Hogwarts temporarily. For a while, I'll be substituting until the Christmas break."
Students wailing: "Is it just Christmas break?"
It sounds like a long time, until the end of a semester.
But. It's December now, and it's only a week or two until Christmas. The time of more than ten days is really too short.
"Okay." Lupine clapped his hands, "I understand your teaching progress."
"Professor Snape is indeed an excellent Defense Against the Dark Arts master. Even if I come to him, his course arrangement cannot reach this level."
"But we may have a different understanding of Defense Against the Dark Arts."
"Next, let's have a good class."
With a flick of his wand, Lupine brightened the view from the basement.
The state is a bit bad, first 2k
(End of this chapter)