Vol 2 Chapter 1309: ? This is even more wrong

The atmosphere in the Hogwarts Auditorium was made more relaxed and lazy than usual by the joy of upcoming holidays and holidays.
In the auditorium below the floating candles, the four long college tables are already full of chirping students, and the house elves have made the day before the holiday extraordinarily rich.
Slytherin at the long table.
"My dad is very satisfied with the new tricks I learned from Allen." Draco Malfoy said triumphantly: "He promised me to give me a wizard computer in school and wait for the holidays. At the end we can use it to play games."
"Although it is not as good as you, but I have also learned a few." Bryce Zabini straightened his back somewhat proudly, picked up a silver fork with a black hand and forked a piece of white meat fish fillet. "I was fortunate to get guidance from Laura's mother while practicing on the training ground, but I haven't mastered the stone skin technique yet."
"Let me say, if you two idiots can put half of your mind on eating...you won't be able to learn shielding until now... you follow me and others look at your eyes, I feel a bit right Practice." Draco wrinkled his nose, glanced disgustingly at Crabbe and Gore who were holding the cake and gulping into their mouths, then looked with some envy as they were handing a sugar quill to Ai. Millie's perfect follower Laura Rozier.
Emily was sitting at the top of the long Slytherin table and was whispering to Pansy. The plates in front of her were pushed far away, she took a sip of the sugar quill pen that Laura opened the package, and then waved. Let Pansy continue to say something.
No matter how stupid, Gore and Crabbe understood Draco's dissatisfaction. Crabbe trembles thickly at first, not knowing how to respond.
Gore thought for a while while Draco was looking at Emily. He looked awkwardly at the teacher's bench, then put down the cake in his hand, and muffledly picked one he thought Draco would like. Topic: "Draco, I guess Potter must have annoyed Professor Snape again, and the Dean is staring at him again."
"It's a pity that the dean can't deduct points for no reason." Draco held his chin and glanced at the faculty seat. "Potter must have done something stupid again. I was so angry that I spoke to the air."
Neville Longbottom also noticed Snape's terrifying eyes. He took a mouthful of the roasted tomatoes and felt the eyes of the professor in the potions class. After a subconscious glance, he shivered suddenly, pressing out some of the roasted tomatoes and splashing them out. He wiped it with his hands indiscriminately. It was swollen. Chewing on his cheeks, he swallowed the contents of his mouth in two bites.
Then Neville leaned back and tried to cover his face with Hermione’s fluffy and dense hair on his left hand. Then he cautiously poked his head out from the other side and found that the other side’s eye angle did not happen because of his movement. Variety.
"Harry, what the did you do to Professor Snape?... You didn't even let you eat." Neville said naively. He poked Harry with his fleshy fingers. Seriously reminded, "You have to be careful. The last time I listened to Professor Lupin's words and put the Bogut who turned into him on my grandma's clothes, he never used this look..."
Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but finally took a sip of the milk glass, and she wiped the corners of her mouth silently. She already knew the situation, although she didn't agree with Ellen's practice of making fun of other people-but realized that Professor Snape was staring at Harry so fiercely, most of which wanted to invite Ha Lee went to his house as a guest, but couldn’t say anything... and Harry’s two big and small eyes at Snape’s house... This made Hermione try her best to keep her from laughing, and it also made her understand. Allen's thoughts.
"Looking at that look, he must be hesitating to catch you and try the poison, Harry." Ron looked at the teacher's bench and said to Harry with some horror, "No matter how you offend him, I think you are the best. Put some cow dung stones in your bag..."
"Harry, no wonder you haven't deducted your points much these days... Maybe it's like accumulating energy in a game." Frieg's head emerged from Neville's fat body.
"The University's President Grindelwald is here, I have to go to the president's office..." Hermione deliberately took out her pocket watch and said in surprise, then she stood up and hesitated to comfort Harry: "Don't Worried about Harry, now the professor can't punish the students casually...you have to spend your mind on the magic of Professor Allen, you haven't successfully performed it once...otherwise Snape can't punish you Penello will do it. "
Harry helped his glasses and watched Hermione leave. He felt that he knew why Snape hated him so much. A few days ago, he made him an exaggerated rapper. He knew from the reaction of the other party. Thinking of revenge.
Thinking of Neville’s experience since the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Harry also secretly felt guilty, a little worried, but it was not easy to say it publicly, because Allen had not announced his new experiment, he could not tell the others. people.
"Harry, it's a holiday this afternoon anyway. There is no potions class today...We will avoid him later." Ron spread butter on his bread. "You will go directly with us without waiting for Sirius. , Mom said she told me that Dad would bring Sirius over at the Ministry of Magic."
"Uh... I'm really sorry, Ron... Ginny, this year I won't be celebrating the holiday with Sirius." Harry said embarrassedly. Seeing his girlfriend Ginny's disappointed eyes, Harry took his girlfriend's hand. , Explained in a low voice, "Ginny, thank you for helping me and Mrs. Weasley first...but we can come out anytime during the holidays."
"Why Harry?! There is no takeaway for Christmas, don't you say that you don't like what Mr. Qiaoshou did?" Ron's chewing of food stopped, and he turned his head in amazement, "Just the two of you are doing it. Isn’t that too deserted for the holidays in the big house? It’s a pity that Lavender will come to stay here this year..."
"Fortunately, your family won't be too cold..." Harry didn't understand what Lavender's visit to the new burrow has to do with him, he could only dryly explain, "Because I have relatives who came to join me this Christmas..."
Ginny habitually casts a blank look at Ron and then asks: "Relatives? Harry, is it from Black's side...? Tonks? No, Lupin and the others will come to the Burrow..."
"My aunt's family will come to Sirius for Christmas this year." Harry's ears were red, but he couldn't explain why, and he didn't think about how to explain this situation before.
The bread in Ron, who knew Harry and his uncle's grievances, fell out, and the butter side just turned around and stuck to the table.
Ginny also said dumbfounded: "They hate you so much, why would they want to come and spend the festival with you?"
"Yes, Ginny, this is not right!" Ron's expression was still a little dumbfounded. "You told me the other day that I'm glad you don't have to see them in this life."
But when Gryffindor was making noise, something more surprising happened.
Hermione had walked out of the hall door, and Snape shook his black bat-like cloak and stood up from the staff seat, his robe sleeves tumbling and striding over to the straight bars of the long Gryffindor table, in the hall. Those who noticed this scene stopped talking, and the noise was much lower. But Snape, who was immersed in his thoughts, ignored these, he walked straight to Harry, lowered his head and lowered his eyes to look at Harry.
The Gryffindors, who have been poisoned by Snape for a long time, seem to have lost their courage at this time, and all honestly put their eyes on their plates as much as possible-except Ron, who is putting his eyes on the tabletop. On a slice of bread that has not been processed.
Harry's green eyes were forced to meet Snape's gloomy and cold gaze: "Professor?"
"Potter..." Snape's dark, hollow eyes swept over the little wizards around who were probing. "I have something to ask you... step aside."
At this moment, Ginny stood up to stand in front of Harry, and looked at Snape with her chin held up. "Professor Snape...According to this year's new school rules, we have not violated school rules. You can't punish students at will."
Someone took the lead, which allowed the courage to return to the surrounding lions, even Neville followed.
Snape didn't get angry like Gryffindor thought. He just frowned and looked at the expressions of the same enemy in front of the little wizards.
Snape touched the ring on his hand and was silent for a while.
"Potter... this Christmas." Snape was rarely so yin and yang, but it made him feel uncomfortable. He cleared his throat and said coldly in his characteristic irony, "If you don't want to Stay in the same room with your Muggle relatives and come to my new home in Floating City during the holidays... Remember to bring your potions class homework. This will not be stagnant because of the relaxation of the holidays, so that you can check your limited size. ..."
Snape suddenly stopped sarcasm, and smiled awkwardly into the air almost softly. The expression that had never appeared on the potions professor made the Gryffindor more frightened.
"Excuse me, professor, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, is this going to be confined?" Ginny sank her chin and suddenly looked strangely like Fred and George.
Harry looked closely at the hooked nose illuminated by the light from above and the long black and greasy hair. He suddenly felt a strong sense of disgust: "Professor, if you want to do it because of that...I will Accept the punishment after the holiday, but you can’t punish me during the holiday. There are rules in the school rules.

"It's not confinement, Miss Weasley is worried, you can bring your potions class paper..." Snape paused, and his gloomy and strange voice sounded again, "You understand it as an invitation ."
Snape's appearance made Neville feel shivering all over. He began to cling to Freig's arm in horror, and Seamus also approached him with a strong dialect voice that everyone around him could clearly hear. He muttered in a low voice, thinking that Snape had been under the Imperius Curse.
Ron’s original stunned expression now opened his eyes and mouth wider. He unconsciously raised his hand and grabbed his red hair. There were too many outrageous things today-Harry invited that annoying hemp Uncle Gua's family came to the magic world for a holiday, but Snape came to invite Harry to his house... for the holiday?
This is even more wrong!