When Wentworth heard Snape's words, he chuckled inwardly.
Then, Wentworth picked up the remaining half bag of Twisted Beans on the table and shook it in front of Professor Snape.
This time, Snape could no longer maintain his facial expression, and it became colorful.
After a long while, Snape seemed to react and asked:
"Wentworth, it seems that you used some special means and methods. How did you do it?"
This time, Snape finally did not speak to Wentworth in a sarcastic tone.
How did you do it? Of course you did it in your own way! But Wentworth had no intention of revealing the secret so soon, otherwise Snape would have guessed that he had obtained his old notes.
Wentworth picked up the sterling silver knife on the table. Snape mistakenly thought that Wentworth was going to demonstrate it to him, so he couldn't help but walk over and watch Wentworth's steps carefully.
But Wentworth returned the silver knife to Snape in the face of Snape's astonishment, and said, "I'm sorry, Professor Snape, this is a family secret recipe, I'm sorry I can't tell you."
Wentworth's words made Snape silent for a while. Finally, Snape said, "Well, it seems that your family is a family of potions. No wonder you use a crucible to cook. For any potion master, it is normal to make potions for several days in a row. The crucible that is readily available is indeed a good utensil for cooking."
Hearing Snape's words, Wentworth couldn't help but sigh inwardly, no wonder he was a wizard who could invent so many spells, his imagination was rich, and he could even fill in the blanks himself! But on the surface, Wentworth nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, Snape waved his hand and said casually: "Okay, you can go back tonight. Remember to continue tomorrow night. I hope you don't get lost on the road and miss the curfew."
Hearing Snape asking him to leave, Wentworth picked up his old textbook without stopping, bowed to Snape, and turned to walk out.
"Wait a moment!"
Suddenly, Snape called Wentworth from behind.
Wentworth couldn't help but stiffen, thinking: Could it be that Snape has come to his senses so quickly and guessed that I have got his notes?
"Since I've given you this bag of Twisty Beans, it's yours. Why would I take it back? Take it, take it!"
Snape said impatiently from behind Wentworth.
Wentworth breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that this was actually Snape's reward to him, so he turned around and took the remaining half bag of beans and left quickly without any hesitation.
Even after Wentworth had left for a long time, Snape was still staring at the 10 grams of pea juice left by Wentworth on the table, wondering what he was thinking.
Suddenly, Snape stretched out his hand and reached for the wand at his waist with extremely agile and quick movements.
"Everyone is petrified!"
However, someone was faster than Snape. Before Snape's hand touched the wand, a petrification spell hit Snape from behind. Snape's whole body stiffened instantly and he could not move.
Snape never expected that he would be attacked in his own office at Hogwarts. For a moment, he was filled with horror.
Then, a voice that could not be identified as male or female was heard from behind Snape.
"As expected of Hogwarts, a professor of Potions can actually have such a keen sense. It is beyond my expectation. You know, my invisibility spell is difficult to be detected even by ordinary Aurors, but you found me so quickly."
"But don't worry, I don't mean to hurt you. It's just that you have to be punished for disrespecting someone today!"
Hearing this, Snape was confused. Was he kidding? It seemed that he didn't respect anyone except Dumbledore?
It’s just that this kind of thing has never happened before, but it happened today. Soon, the shadow of Wentworth appeared in Snape’s mind.
Sure enough, the voice behind him that was indistinguishable between a man and a woman continued, "I'm sure you can guess. Yes, it is Wentworth. Wentworth is not someone you can order around. You should be thankful for the kindness he showed before he left. Otherwise, you might need a substitute professor for tomorrow's Potions class."
"Just stay here obediently. In about two hours, the spell will be automatically lifted. This will be considered a small punishment for you."
"Also, I hope you don't let Wentworth know about this. Otherwise, the next time I cast a spell behind your back, it won't be as simple as a petrification spell."
After a long while, there was no more sound behind him. Snape breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, he couldn't help feeling a little frightened.
You know, this is Hogwarts! There are countless defensive magics here, and Dumbledore, the greatest white wizard in history, is in charge. How could someone sneak in without anyone noticing?
You know, even when Voldemort and the Death Eaters were at their most powerful, they didn't do this!
At the same time, Wentworth's identity aroused Snape's suspicion. Obviously, Wentworth was not from an ordinary wizard family.
Suddenly, Snape thought of what Dumbledore once said. Could it be that Wentworth was actually Voldemort in disguise?
You know, when Voldemort was still Tom Riddle, he was as elegant as Wentworth is now, with excellent grades in all subjects, and was deeply loved by students and professors of various subjects.
Could it be that because Lily's child will go to Hogwarts next year, he came early to make advance arrangements?
Thinking of this, Snape could no longer hold back his inner anxiety. He just hoped that the effect of the spell would wear off quickly so that he could tell Dumbledore immediately.
While Snape was "punished" and stood motionless in his office, Wentworth returned to the Hufflepuff common room.
As soon as he opened the door, Wentworth was surprised to find that Cedric and others were waiting for him in the Hufflepuff common room.
As soon as Wentworth entered the room, he was pulled by Cedric and others to sit on a comfortable sofa. Someone brought him fruit, and someone brought him dessert. In an instant, all kinds of delicious food were placed in front of Wentworth.
Wentworth was flattered and expressed his gratitude repeatedly. However, Coke, the class leader, said indifferently: "Why thank me? You deserve it! Professor Snape hates you because of the entire Hufflepuff class. Hufflepuffs will never forget those who help us, let alone those who bring us delicious food!"
(End of this chapter)