Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 292 Chapter 291: Two Fake Professors
Ron and Neville stopped Snape.

Snape was indeed startled. The shock was so obvious that even two Gryffindor students could notice it. You can imagine how obvious it was.

"There is indeed a ghost!"

Ron and Neville stared at Snape, whose reaction was more suspicious than they had imagined.

When Ron shouted "Hand over Hermione", Snape's whole body froze visibly, and his dark pupils suddenly contracted, as if someone was pressing a magic wand against his back.

This was particularly obvious to the two first-year wizards.

"Hand over Hermione!"

In fact, Ron had an empty brain. Not only had he not learned any powerful spells, he couldn't even remember what spells he had learned. But this didn't stop him from pointing his wand at Snape.

have to say.

The boy really had courage, especially the courage to stand up for his friends - as a child from a wizarding family, Ron certainly knew what it meant to show his wand to a wizard.

He was scared.

My legs are shaking too.

But he still clenched his teeth.

"Stop talking nonsense, you two!" Snape seemed a little flustered. He looked around subconsciously, as if to make sure that there was no one else in the corridor.

Finding that everyone was in the classroom and there were no late students, Snape breathed a sigh of relief, adjusted his mood, and then looked at the two boys again with his sinister eyes.

of course.

His eyes were still not resolute, but this time, they were obviously not as evasive as before.

"You two... why don't you go to class?" Snape asked in a low voice, trying his best to sound scary, but there was a barely perceptible tremor in his tone.

Ron gritted his teeth, his knuckles turning white as he gripped his wand: "Hand over Hermione! We already know your evil plan to turn her into potion!"

Good guy.

There was no threat of Voldemort.

Ron actually found him a new reason to doubt Snape. To be honest, Neville didn't quite believe Ron's absurd idea of ​​"making Hermione into soup".

however.

Now seeing Snape's performance, Neville was no longer confident in his common sense judgment, because he found that every time he mentioned Hermione, Snape's expression would become unnatural.

This is not.

Ron kept questioning.

Snape's Adam's apple rolled noticeably, and his eyes dodged like a frightened owl, trying to look at the lockers in the corner several times but then quickly moving away.

"Damn it! Stop your nonsense!"

Snape tried to make a vicious expression.

very scary.

It’s not as scary as before.

This also made Neville and Ron only take a few steps back. Snape glared at them fiercely, and that look made Ron feel inexplicably familiar, but he couldn't tell why. The eyes, movements, and even the tone of voice of this person in front of him were a little different from usual. Could it be... someone else turned into Snape?
Ron rejected this idea as soon as it came to his mind. He had made a fool of himself yesterday because of such speculation, and after returning to Hogwarts, he secretly swore that he would never make such a fool of himself again.

"This Snape is not right...but he seems to be right?"

Neville also felt familiar.

But he is not good at thinking.

of course.

Neville probably didn't need to think about the situation in front of him.

"Anyway, it seems that Professor Snape really made Hermione into a potion!" Neville also raised his trembling wand at this time, blurted out with horror on his face, his voice rising because of fear.

"Shut up, you two idiots." Snape's face turned pale in an instant. He took a step forward and covered Neville's mouth with his long fingers.

"Shut up now, Longbottom!"

He lowered his voice and scolded, his tone was flustered because a senior student passed by. Snape stared at the student, and the student immediately ran away.

Fortunately, I didn't hear anything I shouldn't have heard.

That's a Gryffindor student.

If Ron and Neville's nonsense had been heard, who knows if there would be rumors like Hermione was turned into jelly by Snape the next day after the law of rumor fermentation?

"There's something wrong with you! You must be guilty!"

Ron's guard was instantly raised. Snape's reaction was so abnormal - he usually would just sneer, deduct points, or shut them up with a scathing remark.

But now it looks like he has obviously done something wrong.

"I went to your office yesterday and saw something like a hair in your potion! And it was moving! Have you...have you already tortured more than one little wizard?"

Neville's voice was shaking with fear.

It's also quite creative.

Snape's face turned even paler than usual. He covered Neville's mouth with a force that almost choked him. His fingers trembled slightly, but he still stared at the two of them.

"You know nothing. Go back to your class right now, or I'll have Professor McGonagall come talk to you in person." His voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Professor McGonagall can't threaten us! Professor McGonagall will only help us save Hermione!" Ron's words may have hit Snape's soft spot.

His expression kept changing.

In the end, he no longer dared to threaten Professor McGonagall.

And seeing Snape seemed weak.

"Speak!" Ron immediately took a step forward bravely, his trembling voice echoing in the empty cellar corridor, "Is there any possibility that your potion can be brewed back into Hermione?"

have to say.

Ron's imagination is so profound that even Neville couldn't catch up with it.

What an outrageous idea.

What a mind-blowing idea!
Only Ian wasn't here, otherwise I would have been amazed at Ron's understanding of the saying that wizards are omnipotent! This kind of firm belief under the brain hole is the real omnipotence!
Neville wasn't the only one who looked confused.

"?????"

Snape was stunned.

"Who told you that wizards can be made into potions? And potions can be made into wizards? Is there something wrong with your brain? Or have you gone crazy because of what happened yesterday?"

Snape's exasperated tone finally found its familiar feel.

"Miss Granger is just helping me keep watch over my unfinished potion! She will give Gryffindor twenty extra points for this! And what about you! Do you want to deduct a few more points from Gryffindor?" Snape pinched his throat and spoke in a strange, sarcastic tone. His angry look seemed to have returned to his usual gloomy nature.

Ron and Neville looked at each other. This explanation sounded reasonable, but Snape's behavior was completely unlike his usual self - he was too nervous and even a little incoherent.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like he has done anything wrong?
"you sure?"

Ron spoke suspiciously.

Snape was stunned for a moment, then sneered.

"Weasley, you don't even trust your own professor? It seems your mother really should teach you some etiquette." After he said this, his lips were tightly pursed into a straight line.

He seemed to realize that he had said something he shouldn't have.

but.

This familiar feeling.

This made Ron and Neville feel scared again.

"Well, don't delay the class any longer," Snape suddenly frowned, looking gloomy, "If you two don't go to class, Gryffindor will deduct 50 points - no, 500 points."

His threat was immediate.

Ron's eyes widened. Five hundred points? Snape was actually going to deduct five hundred points from Gryffindor? If the Gryffindor students knew about this, wouldn't he be criticized for the rest of his life? According to past experience, if they dared to stop him and question him like this, they would only be deducted ten or twenty points, plus a week of detention. Guess it right!
"There must be something wrong with him!"

Even Ron was furious.

He didn't dare to gamble. However, even so, he still didn't even think about going to Professor McGonagall. Ron stared at Snape unwillingly, but the latter had turned around and opened the door of the Potions classroom.

The black robe billowed like a dark cloud eager to escape.

"We have to go to his office! Find Hermione who was boiled in the crucible by him!" Ron said to Neville in a low voice, "This Snape must have done something to Hermione!"

Still so confident.

But the idea of ​​creating a time difference for Snape is a good one.

Quite clever.

but.

This kind of cleverness does not necessarily bring good results.

……

Wait until the footsteps disappear completely.

Behind the gate.

Snape slowly loosened his clenched grip and looked down at his fingertips - there was some Neville's saliva left there. After quickly cleaning it up, the Potions professor let out a long sigh.

He took a deep breath as if he had surfaced from deep water.

“I was almost exposed…” He muttered to himself as he walked forward, but his voice was not as hoarse and low as before, but slightly hoarse but softer.

The second graders were already seated in the classroom.

Many people turned around and looked sideways.

But these unfamiliar faces made Snape less nervous.

"Okay, let's start class!"

Snape walked to the podium at lightning speed.

In the classroom, the second-year students sat trembling in front of their respective cauldrons, waiting for Snape to start the lecture with his usual venomous tongue. But today's Snape was... different. The professor held a brand new notebook and read the whole lecture verbatim, his voice as flat as a puppet cast with a "mechanization spell".

"Today's content is... uh... today we are going to talk about the method of making 'Sleeping Flower Extract'..." He lowered his head to look at his notes and continued the lecture at a very fast speed.

"Step one, add... um... stir clockwise for three turns... then..." He read out the contents of the notes word by word, occasionally pausing to write down a few key steps.

No one was named, and no one was laughed at.

Propaganda according to the book.

It is indeed a scripted one.

And there is also a feeling of unfamiliarity.

The students looked at each other in bewilderment. Snape usually didn't need notes at all, he could humiliate any top student with harsh words while accurately pointing out the mistakes in everyone's potions.

But today the professor didn't even mention the troll twice.

It's so abnormal.

Someone whispered.

"It seems that the professor is a little different today..."

"Really? I do think he didn't curse much today. On the contrary, he was quite gentle."

"It's strange."

……

Many people have doubts.

but.

The prestige that Snape had built up in the past was still there, and no one dared to raise their hand to ask questions. For the next forty minutes, Snape hardly looked up.

He seemed completely oblivious to the students' whispers. He just paced mechanically around the classroom, occasionally looking down at his notes, and then continued to lecture in that strange, flat voice.

After class, the students left the classroom confused and talking about it.

"Did you notice? Snape didn't curse once today!"

"He didn't even lose any points! When Neville's potion started smoking, he just sighed!"

"Merlin's beard, is he under some kind of curse?"

……

The students were whispering to each other, and they became much bolder after leaving the professor. In the corridor, Snape listened to these whispers, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised, feeling relieved.

"great!"

Hermione secretly congratulated herself on her success in disguise. Today's class went smoothly without her being exposed or arousing suspicion. She could finally earn some points for Gryffindor.

Yes.

Snape tempted Hermione with benefits, but Hermione couldn't resist the temptation. She was also curious about what it felt like to be a teacher, so she pretended to be Snape and helped Snape teach.

There was no other way. After all, Snape was still hanging upside down. He couldn't let Hermione lead him to class, right? His only choice was not to go to class or find someone to take his place.

In order to prevent more people from becoming suspicious and coming to his office to test him, Snape actually had only one choice - he used both bonus points and threats to convince Hermione.

Give Hermione some special treatment.

This is also partly due to this situation.

Hermione was extremely nervous after she took up the job under a false pretence.

the first time.

It is inevitable to feel nervous and uncomfortable.

Especially when Ron and Neville showed up, Hermione was really scared.

"I hope they go back to class and stop making random guesses." When Hermione thought of Ron's weird ideas, she couldn't help but rub her temples.

I successfully passed the first class.

Hermione also relaxed a little.

She felt that her disguise might be perfect, but this confidence did not last long - it probably lasted until she ran into Gilderoy Lockhart at the corner of the corridor.

"Ah! Professor Snape! Good morning."

Lockhart flashed his trademark, shining smile.

Hear the words.

Hermione spoke subconsciously.

"Good morning to you too, Professor Lockhart." After she said this, she realized something was wrong. Snape's attitude towards Lockhart had always been rather bad.

Hermione hurriedly covered her mouth, her eyes flickering.

Lockhart raised his eyebrows, his smile still bright, "The weather is nice today, and you seem to be in a good mood. But... do you have a cold?"

"It sounds weird."

Lockhart's tone was somewhat uncertain.

"No no."

Hermione quickly ran away.

Run fast.

He quickly walked around Lockhart and left the corridor almost as if he was escaping. Lockhart stood there, looking at his receding back, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

"Hermione Granger."

The voice of this Lockhart is also a female voice.

It's Aurora.

(End of this chapter)