Snape's disgusting eyes seemed to want to see through Harry from head to toe, which made Harry feel very disgusted.

Asking for a wand?

It seemed that Snape was planning to use the flashback spell to see what magic Harry had used.

Cyrus thought about it, and then laughed again.

'That's a good idea, but you've got the wrong person, Snape.'

Cyrus walked out in his cloak. At this time, Snape had snatched Harry's wand and cast a flashback spell.

The shadow of a spell burst out from the front end of the holly wand. It was not a red spark, but an expansion spell.

"Sir, this is the Protestant spell that Professor Flitwick taught us in our last class." Harry looked at Snape stubbornly.

Snape looked at the green eyes under his glasses in silence, and miraculously did not pursue the matter further. Instead, he changed the subject: "Really? It seems that our Mr. Brot seems to think that with the Expansion Charm, there is no need to learn how to make the Expansion Potion?"

"I didn't, sir!"

"No? Then why is your potion so diluted?" Snape found a fault, "Ten points deducted from Gryffindor!" - "Ten points deducted from Gryffindor!"

Harry dramatically imitated Snape's way of deducting his points in the bathroom: "I don't know if you saw it, Ginny, but he was obviously looking for trouble on purpose!"

"Not really. Your potion was indeed too diluted." Hermione said matter-of-factly, "But I didn't expect there was such a spell, the flashback spell? We were almost exposed. Fortunately, it was Ginny who stole the potion."

"The strange thing is, Snape seemed to have forgotten about it afterwards, and he didn't mention it at all in the second half of the class." Ron said strangely, "And Harry, can you please not be so reckless in staring at Snape in the future? I'm always afraid that you two will fight--"

Or kiss it.

Ron didn't say this half sentence.

"Wait, Ron, what did you just say?" Cyrus's brain seemed to be pierced by a needle, "Harry has been staring at Snape?"

"Yes, what's the matter?" Harry said disapprovingly, "Even though he can deduct points from me, I don't want to back down! Let him deduct points if he wants to! I don't want him to think that I'm a coward, it will only make him happier!"

"You are wrong, Harry. If you don't look him in the eye, Snape will find a place to secretly drop the little pearl." Cyrus said jokingly.

But this is actually not the point; the point is eye contact!

Everyone knows that Snape is a master of Occlumency. Even Voldemort can hardly see the flaws in his Occlumency (it would be another matter if Voldemort picked up the wand and was determined to know Snape's thoughts. But in this case, Snape would probably become an idiot), and Occlumency was actually created to prevent Legilimency.

A master of Occlumency couldn't be too bad at Legilimency.

When Harry and Snape looked at each other, I'm afraid that all the secrets had been known by Snape.

As for the flashback spell and the bad attitude, they were all just Snape's acting. He didn't want others to know, or rather, he didn't want to admit that he was protecting James Potter's son.

What made Cyrus feel a little irritated was that Snape probably knew that "Ginny" was also involved. He had to pay attention to another spy when he was in Hogwarts.

But this is a bit helpless. After all, I didn't grow up in the wizarding world and I'm not that sensitive to magic.

Cyrus felt a little annoyed and just hoped nothing would go wrong.

"That's it. It will probably take more than a week to finish! Let's go out first. My neck is almost stiff. I don't know why you two are still crowded here when you can't help!" she complained.

On the other side, Snape returned to his classroom in silence.

"The horn of a two-horned beast and the skin of a boomslang - planning to make a compound potion? If you can really make it, I would like to praise you." The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and it looked like his cheek had a cramp, and it flashed away.

It was a pity that Harry did not inherit Lily's talent for potions. If nothing unexpected happened, the compound potion should have been brewed by Miss Know-it-all. Harry and Ron were not qualified to help her. Ginny Weasley, a first-year student, did have some talent.

However, Snape looked down on Hermione's rigid dogmatism.

“There is no creativity.”

There is indeed a big gap between Hermione's potion skills and Snape's, which can be seen in the Half-Blood Prince season. After Harry got Snape's old notebook, he immediately took away Hermione's limelight in the potion class and became the first.

Maybe both of them got 100 points, but Hermione got 100 points because her level was 100 points, but Snape got 100 points because the upper limit was only 100 points.

He didn't intend to pursue the matter of Harry and the others stealing the potion to make the Compound Potion. Now that Dumbledore himself admitted that the Chamber of Secrets had been opened, it wouldn't be a bad thing to let these guys mess around, except -

"How dare she steal my dragon's blood! It costs 17 Sickles an ounce!"

Snape gnashed his teeth as he stared at a huge container on the wall cabinet. There was only a little bit of blood-red liquid left inside, which meant that at least 6 pints of dragon's blood had been stolen by the thief! He had lost 120 Galleons just in dragon's blood!

And what was stolen from him was not just the dragon's blood!

"Three drops of Phoenix tears. I begged Dumbledore for them!"

"All the venom of the runes - I'm not sad about that, after all, I have a nest of snakes and can extract venom at any time - but how dare you - how dare you take my snakes away?" Snape felt like his chest was bursting! The boxes where he originally kept the snakes were now empty, and even the few snake eggs that had just been bred were taken away by Cyrus!

"A handful of Chimera's mane—" Snape pinched his philtrum to prevent himself from fainting.

As a Chimera beast of the XXXXX danger level, there is only one record of it being killed by a wizard so far. Therefore, the magical materials of this magical animal are very difficult to obtain and can be said to be priceless!

Then, he counted out the stolen materials one by one...

Until the end: "A big bottle of morning dew, it's cheap, you can pick it anywhere," he said like crazy, his chest heaving violently, but he laughed, and his voice sounded like he was biting a piece of iron, "but for this bottle of morning dew, I bent over and collected leaf by leaf in the forbidden forest, and almost broke my spine!"

Snape fainted. —— "I always feel that Snape will not give up easily. I just hope he doesn't find out that we stole his things. By the way, you didn't take more secretly, did you?" Ron looked at Cyrus vigilantly.

Cyrus took out a few snake eggs from his sleeve, roasted them on the wand, then tilted his head and thought for a while: "No!"

"Don't worry about it. I'll treat you to baked eggs."

Ron cracked one open without hesitation, and the aroma of snake eggs immediately wafted out.

Xiang! 　Why do I have to go to work on Monday?

(End of this chapter)