Chapter 147 The Best Actor

It’s not that no one else saw the fire in the Forbidden Forest and the subsequent moonlight rain. There are always naughty students in Hogwarts who don’t sleep at night and run out for night walks, not to mention patrols every night. Filch and those ghosts.

However, the school only gave an explanation that the forest fire was accidentally caused, and that the school used a relatively special magic to put out the fire.

So after everyone talked for a few days, they gradually calmed down. After all, there were still two weeks until the final exam, and they didn't have that much time to chat.

On this day, Harry and other classmates walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, surrounded by Fish, as usual. Inside the classroom, Ravenclaw students were already waiting there.

"Hi~Fish!"

The Ravenclaw students greeted Fish one after another.

"Hello, meow!" (●ΦωΦ●)

After responding to them politely, Fish came to his seat, then transformed into a kitten as usual and got into the table.

"Fish," Hermione reminded at the side: "You forgot to use the Bubble Charm."

"Meow?"⊙ω⊙

Fish, who was nestled in the drawer, was stunned for a moment before he remembered that the others didn't know that the stinky guy was gone - Fish wasn't around when Quirrell was burned to death. In his understanding, Quirrell had done something bad. Then ran away.

Even Dumbledore thought so... After all, Quirrell had long been burned to ashes under the intense fire, and it was a bit difficult to find traces of his existence.

Initially, Fish was not going to ignore it, but then he thought about it. He had promised the bad old man and Minerva to keep it a secret for them, so he turned one of his paws back into a human hand holding a wand, and pointed it at his His head nodded.

"Meow~"（ΦωΦ)つ━☆*.

After casting the head soaking spell on himself, Fish turned his head to the drawer and began to fall asleep.

Harry, Ron, and some other students skillfully took out the nasal plugs and stuffed them into their nostrils.

At this moment, the classroom door was pushed open again, and Snape walked in quickly like a black cloud with his dead face unchanged for thousands of years.

"Why Snape? Isn't this Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson?!"

Ron's eyes widened and he whispered to Harry next to him in a low voice.

"how could I know……"

Harry grinned. As Snape's main target, he was more shocked than Ron.

"Didn't Professor McGonagall teach you to keep quiet in class?" Snape's sinister eyes glanced at the two people who were whispering, "Five points from Gryffindor."

"Professor, are you in the wrong classroom?"

A blond boy from Ravenclaw raised his hand and asked cautiously.

Snape raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a sinister smile, "Unfortunately, not really."

He looked around the classroom, making all the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw students sit upright, and then nodded with satisfaction.

As for Fish, who was sleeping on the table, he was magnificently ignored by him.

Then Snape explained to everyone: "Professor Quirrell has had something happen to him and has resigned from his position at Hogwarts and left the school..."

When he said this, a strange smile appeared on Snape's face, which seemed to be both proud and reminiscing.

After a pause, he continued: "In the next two weeks, I will be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts on a temporary basis. So, do you have any other questions, Goldstein?"

Snape put his hands on the podium and leaned forward to look at the blond boy who had just asked the question, with great pressure.

"No more, Professor."

Anthony Goldstein was so frightened that he shook his head like a rattle.

"Very good," Snape straightened up. He flipped through the textbooks on the podium and said with a bit of schadenfreude: "Because Professor Quirrell 'left' in a hurry, he didn't leave behind anything you learned. Any records…”

"I'm sorry, Professor, we learned about vixens, bandimons, heartbreak bugs, goblins and oracles," Hermione answered his question very quickly, "and we also talked about fire crabs in the last class, but Professor Quirrell I haven’t finished speaking yet…”

"Quiet, I didn't ask a question." Snape interrupted Hermione coldly, "There is no need to learn these things that do not pose a threat to wizards over the age of five."

"So I plan to teach you some practical knowledge..." Snape's face showed that strange smile again, "For example, the... troll that suddenly broke into the school on Halloween."

"Snapped!"

The textbook in Harry's hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Sorry, Professor," Harry said dryly, "I'll pick it up right now."

"Hmph, the famous Harry Potter, can't he even hold the book steady when he hears the troll's name?"

Snape sneered and sarcastically said, and very strangely... no points from Harry's academy were deducted.

"Now, turn the book to page 347." He no longer looked at Harry's pale face, but glanced at the whole class, and once again ignored Fish who was sleeping in the desk, "Everyone !quick!"

Due to Snape's coercion, everyone did not dare to say a word and silently turned over the textbooks.

Hermione, who originally wanted to argue with Snape about the curriculum, thought of something with Harry after hearing him mention trolls, and suddenly became very worried and quiet.

"Can any of you tell me how many types of trolls there are?"

At this time, Snape suddenly asked.

No one said a word, even Ravenclaw, who was a top student, calmly shrank down, weakening his sense of existence.

Anyway, Snape wouldn't give any extra points for correct answers, so why bother attracting his attention.

Snape didn't care either. His eyes kept wandering over Harry, Ron and Neville. He enjoyed the way these people trembled under his gaze.

Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, he noticed that Miss Know-It-All did not raise her hands as high as usual this time.

"Granger, answer this question."

Snape raised the corners of his lips and called Hermione's name very rarely.

Hermione, who was thinking about the Philosopher's Stone and the giant monster on Halloween, was slightly stunned, and then replied confidently: "There are three kinds, Professor, namely mountain monsters, forest monsters and water monsters."

Snape suppressed his smile and said coldly: "The answer is correct, one point will be deducted from Gryffindor. Don't be distracted in class."

Even Hermione had the idea of ​​throwing a curse at Snape at this moment.

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"Quirrell must have been driven away by Snape!"

After this very difficult Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson ended, Harry Potter took Ron and Hermione to a remote corner and analyzed it with them excitedly.

"In fact, Quirrell may have been killed by him! He must have forced him to figure out the solution to Quirrell's secret trick!"

"That's right!" Ron echoed equally excitedly, after all, Snape's performance in class just now was too obvious.

"Did you see the look on Snape's face when he mentioned Quirrell and the Trolls? That smug smile!"

The two of them were anxious about this, as if Snape would steal the Philosopher's Stone at the next moment.

Fortunately, there was a relatively calm Hermione among them. She comforted: "Don't worry, isn't there still Lu Wei? And Dumbledore is still in school, he can't steal the Sorcerer's Stone."

After Hermione's reminder, Harry and Ron became slightly quieter, but they still looked worried.

"What if he also finds a way to pass Lu Wei? After all, the way is so simple, just play some music."

Ron rubbed his red hair frantically, looking anxious.

"How about we go inform Professor Dumbledore!"

Hermione had the same idea, and she nodded in agreement.

"But we have no evidence!" Harry said: "Quirrell has disappeared, and he can't come out to testify for us at all! It's no secret that we hate Snape, and Dumbledore will think that we made this up. That's nonsense, just to get Snape fired."

"Also, don't forget, we are not supposed to know about the Sorcerer's Stone and Lu Wei. It would be too troublesome to explain."

Harry spread his hands helplessly. With Hagrid's example in mind, he didn't have any hope.

"What if we did some snooping and gathered some evidence?"

Ron proposed a solution, but Hermione shot it down.

"Gentlemen, don't forget that in less than ten days, we have the final exam!"

Obviously, in Hermione's eyes, the Sorcerer's Stone is still not as important as the exam.

"It's already this time, and you're still taking the final exam?!"

Ron didn't understand this very much.

"We are just freshmen!" Hermione frowned and reminded dissatisfiedly: "Study hard and get good grades, that is what we should care about. As for the Sorcerer's Stone and Snape, that is Dumbledore Professors should be the ones to worry about.”

"And..." She crossed her hands and asked plausibly: "Even if Snape gets the Philosopher's Stone, countless money and lifespan, what does it have to do with us?"

Ron opened his mouth, a little at a loss for words, but he soon found the reason, "Snape once wanted to kill Harry! If he got the Sorcerer's Stone, he would probably deal with Harry next!" "

"No! After stealing the Philosopher's Stone, the most important thing for Snape to do is to escape from Hogwarts and find a place to hide." Hermione retorted without hesitation: "Unless he wants to be caught by Dumbledore Upright."

After refuting Ron until he was speechless, Hermione changed the subject, "But what you said makes sense. Snape is likely to come to Harry in the future to cause trouble, so on the premise of ensuring the review progress, It’s okay to pay a little attention to him.”

After saying that, she nodded haughtily to Harry and Ron and left first.

"What is she so proud of?!"

Ron's eyes widened and he complained to Harry very unhappily.

Harry smiled dryly and remained silent. Intellectually, he agreed with Hermione, but emotionally, he still wanted to stop Snape himself.

It’s not because I’m some kind of Boy Who Lived or want to be in the limelight…

Well, maybe a little.

But the main driving force was his hatred of Snape and Gryffindor's traditional adventurous spirit.

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