Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 808 Snape

The evacuation is proceeding in an orderly manner, but while some are leaving the school, others are rushing here as quickly as possible.

Cho Chang was just one of them; she was accompanied by Cedric Diggory, the former student council president, and Lee Jordan, the Weasley twins' best friend.

"You guys kept this so cool from me!" Lee Jordan looked at Fred and George, his eyes full of resentment.

"Actually, I don't think this is a great opportunity to show off." Fred poured himself a glass of pumpkin soda. "You see, almost all the students are leaving school, and nobody will know what we did afterward."

"But the thing itself is cool, isn't it? Whether there's an audience or not doesn't matter at all." Lee Jordan shook his finger slightly.

"If that's what you're saying—" George and Fred stood up simultaneously and said in a solemn tone, "Then we apologize."

"Okay, I forgive you." Lee Jordan sat down next to them with a smile, looking relaxed, as if they had just been discussing a special Quidditch match.

But everyone around knew that what was supposed to be cool was actually a war where one could be killed at any moment.

"To be honest, there's something I've always wanted to try, and now's the perfect time." Lee Jordan casually picked up a sandwich from the plate, but just as he was about to eat it, he suddenly remembered something and took a deep breath.

"Voldemort—oh, this feels amazing!"

"I think so too," George nodded in agreement. "Perhaps we can invent a new kind of dung beetle, and call it Voldemort's ass."

"Oh, what an awful name!"

Despite saying that, the three of them immediately started discussing it as if they had discovered a business opportunity.

Having finished eating, Xilun stood up and went to the entrance of the auditorium.

The evacuation was still ongoing, and more and more students were arriving at the lobby under the guidance of their class leaders.

Many people looked terrified, staggering and nearly falling several times. Others were concerned about their boxes and owls, insisting on taking all their valuables with them.

But the Order of the Phoenix obviously wouldn't waste time transporting suitcases and owls at a time like this; the most important thing now was to get everyone out of here safely as soon as possible.

Seeing that Cho Chang was getting annoyed by the questions, Siron simply pulled out his wand and smashed the cage. The owl immediately spread its wings and flew away.

"See? You don't need to worry about the owl at all. I'm saying this for the last time: throw the suitcase away!"

The man was startled and instinctively let go of her hand.

But some people are unwilling to leave.

Ernie McMillan of Hufflepuff is asking around about whether he can stay and fight.

"If you're old enough, then yes," Professor McGonagall said.

Macmillan left satisfied, and then Mrs. Pomfrey, who was in charge of assisting with the evacuation, came in from outside.

"Minerva, and what about the Slytherin students?"

"Go find Slughorn." Professor McGonagall paused, then said, "It's time for them to decide whose allegiance to."

Professor McGonagall spoke calmly, saying she wouldn't mind locking all the Slytherins in Hagrid's cabin if necessary.

Mrs. Pomfrey left in a hurry, but stopped abruptly at the door and instinctively took a half step back.

"Minerva, I hope you can explain this." Severus Snape walked in from outside, wearing his ever-present black robes and holding a wand.

"I don't think I received any notification that I could leave campus for the Christmas break."

"It's probably because you're not at school," Professor McGonagall said, raising her wand in preparation for battle.

"But I am the headmaster of Hogwarts." Snape stopped, his gaze sweeping over Professor McGonagall before quickly settling on Harry.

"Ah, it seems a very important person has broken into the school." Snape moved his left arm slightly, revealing the Dark Mark on his wrist.

"If you want to tip off your master—there's no need to go through all this trouble," Professor McGonagall said calmly. "He already knows, and he's on his way."

Snape seemed surprised by Professor McGonagall's words and was momentarily stunned, his mind reeling.

Professor McGonagall's speed was simply unbelievable to Siron. He was still hesitating whether to ambush Snape from behind when her spell was already complete.

Snape, however, reacted just as quickly, not only using the Ironclad Charm to block all the spells, but also taking advantage of Professor McGonagall's dodge of the rebounding spells to quickly approach Harry.

As for Sirens, who was also wanted by Voldemort, he seemed to completely ignore him.

But putting that aside, anyone who saw his actions just now would think he wanted to grab Harry, and Professor McGonagall was no exception.

She quickly waved her wand at a torch on the wall, and the torch immediately flew off its stand, turning into a huge ring of fire that flew towards Snape.

This forced Snape to abandon Harry and focus on blowing the torch to pieces first.

But that wasn't all. The extinguished flames turned into black smoke, which deformed and solidified within seconds, and were transformed by Professor McGonagall into countless sharp daggers that chased after them.

Snape tried the same trick again, casting the Iron Man Charm once more, but how could Professor McGonagall fall twice in the same place?

The dagger formed from smoke will immediately dissipate after being deflected, while also consuming some of Snape's magic power.

Although few in number, there were many daggers.

Snape immediately sensed something was wrong, quickly canceled the Ironclad Charm, and hid behind a pillar to defend himself against the daggers.

But this made him even further away from Harry.

"Leave here, Potter, and go to the Headmaster's office with Celen!"

Harry didn't want to leave. He wanted to fight, to smash every spell he knew into Snape's face.

Until Xilen walked over and patted him on the shoulder —

"Now is not the time. Don't distract Professor McGonagall."

Harry then slammed his wand down and left the Great Hall with Sirius. But as they reached the stairs, he glanced back with some concern.

"Are you worried about whether Professor McGonagall can defeat Snape?" Siron asked.

Harry nodded.

Although I hate to admit it, Snape was indeed a powerful wizard, and an expert in potions. He might even be carrying some kind of poison that was effective against wizards.

"Don't worry—" Siron said casually, "Professor McGonagall will definitely win, I guarantee it. —Besides, look over there, Professor Flitwick is here too."

On the side of the stairs leading to the basement, Professor Flitwick's short figure was seen running quickly across the corridor toward the auditorium.

As soon as Sirius and Harry reached the second floor, they heard a loud crash behind them, followed moments later by Professor McGonagall's shout: "Cowards! Cowards!"

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