And as more and more people knew about it, this incident even replaced the upcoming Quidditch selection and became the focus of everyone's discussion.

People are speculating why this is happening.

“This is the point deduction addiction syndrome!”

A second-year Ravenclaw wizard swore, "My uncle works at St. Mungo's, and he told me that there is an old professor who does treatment there who is like that.

He felt satisfied and happy from the process of deducting points. Even after entering St. Mungo's, he continued this habit and assigned a house to everyone he met.

Others greet each other first, but he deducts points first."

Seeing that what he said was very concise, many people came over and listened with great interest. They looked more serious than when they were attending Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.

As more people gathered around, the little wizard spoke more excitedly.

"My uncle also said that he was deducted 300 points for only taking care of the old professor for two days, which is more than the points he lost in seven years at Hogwarts combined."

"Oh! Three hundred points!" There was a burst of exclamations from all around.

"Is that old professor also from Hogwarts?" someone asked.

"Of course, the real Hogwarts Defense Against the Dark Arts professor... has lived in St. Mungo's for six years."

"I lived in St. Mungo's for six years just because I liked to deduct points..." A little witch covered her mouth in surprise, "So, Professor Snape also..."

"You are right."

The young wizard from Ravenclaw said in a deep voice: “The fact that he deducted points from Slytherin is a sign, because it means that the other three colleges can no longer satisfy him.

Poor Professor Snape, at this rate, he will probably leave Hogwarts in four years at most."

"But after I graduate, I plan to become a healer at St. Mungo's... I think I should be able to take care of him by then."

As he said this, his eyes were extremely firm, as if taking care of Snape was his unshirkable responsibility.

This also attracted praise and affirmation from people around him, and at the same time, his sense of mission was greatly satisfied.

But his happiness only lasted until the end of breakfast.

Because their first class is Potions.

And Snape somehow knew what he had said before, and in just this morning, he deducted fifty points from Ravenclaw.

This was not the worst. Snape found an excuse to put him in detention for three days and made him deal with potion materials in barrels with the third-year students.

The poor little Ravenclaw wizard just took a look into the bucket, and his face instantly lost all color, and his stomach churned.

When the get out of class was over at noon, he seemed like a different person. His eyes were dull and his face was pale. He staggered out of the Potions classroom and knocked down a suit of armor in the corridor.

It is worth mentioning that Slytherin was taking the Potions class with Ravenclaw, but this time they not only did not lose any points, but also gained a lot.

Hmm, it's a familiar smell...Snape seemed to have returned to his previous self overnight.

Coupled with Ravenclaw’s “previous experience”, by the time lunch came, there were significantly fewer people discussing the matter in the auditorium.

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This made Kyle somewhat disappointed. After all, the little wizards' guesses were quite interesting.

In addition to the "addiction to deducting points", there are also people who say that he was hit by a Tebo warthog, drank a fake magic potion, and drank a real magic potion...

In short, there are all kinds of opinions.

From yesterday afternoon till now, he had been working tirelessly to shuttle between every dining table, writing down everything related to Snape.

Originally, he planned to go to Lockhart and ask him to help publish a book after writing ten sheets of parchment.

I have already thought of the title of the book, it is called "To All Potions Professors, A Guide to Surviving Hogwarts"

He also planned to pay Lockhart to work overtime and finish the book before Christmas, and then give it to Snape as a gift.

I believe he will be very happy.

Unfortunately, the little wizards were scared...

"What classes do you have this afternoon?" Kyle asked casually with a regretful sigh.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts." Kanna looked at the schedule and said, "But you still have to take Divination and Muggle Studies."

"I won't take those two classes." Kyle shook his head.

There's nothing much to say about Professor Clarion's divination class. It's purely a test of imagination.

The same was true for Muggle Studies. He went through the textbook twice, and it contained only the most basic stuff. Even Mikel could easily get an "O".

If those young Muggle-born wizards want their transcripts to look better, this is the right course to choose.

After finishing their meal, the two left the Great Hall and headed towards the common room.

On the way they also met a thin little boy with gray hair.

He stood at the door of the auditorium holding a camera, seemingly waiting for someone.

"Is it him?" Kyle walked over quickly and asked in a low voice, "The one who asked Porter for an autograph yesterday."

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Kanna nodded calmly.

"Harry Potter distributes autographed photos" is another hot topic, and the instigator is the little boy mentioned above.

Yesterday at noon, he asked Harry for an autographed photo in front of half the people in the hall. Coupled with Malfoy's instigation and Lockhart's disruption, Harry was almost depressed.

Whenever he goes out during this period, there are people who like to watch the fun and ask him for autographed photos.

The child is almost depressed.

But think about it, no one can stand having such a fanatical admirer following you every day.

Oh, except Lockhart... he'd probably be happy.

...But it's just him.

Thinking of this, Kyle subconsciously quickened his pace.

When they returned to the common room, a group of fourth-year Hufflepuffs just happened to walk over from the other side.

Cedric walked in front. He looked a little disheveled, his body was covered in mud and his robe was torn.

The same goes for everyone else.

"What happened to you guys?" Kyle asked, "Who did you fight with?"

"I'd rather fight him." Cedric tidied his robes and said angrily:

"We were having a Herbology class, but Gilderoy Lockhart suddenly came over right after class."

"What is he doing in the greenhouse?" Connor asked curiously.

"Teach Professor Sprout how to trim the extra buds from the poisonous tentacles!"

Cedric looked annoyed.

"But when he first entered the greenhouse, he knocked over the table and knocked over more than a dozen pots of hop bulbs."

"And then he ran away!" Someone said angrily, "Damn it, he ran away!"

"That's it." Cedric shrugged. "We've been busy with Professor Sprout until now, catching all those jumping bulbs that were running around."

"Thank you for your hard work." Kyle gave them a sympathetic look.

Many plants in the greenhouse are very fragile and very sensitive to the external environment, so generally speaking, magic is not allowed there.

Cedric and his friends must have put in a lot of effort to catch all those jumping bulbs...which can be seen from their miserable appearance.

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