Chapter 32 Snape: You're the best! (Please read on)



Snape has been targeting him ever since he stole Snape's little collection last time.

When he was wandering around the school, he would suddenly appear from time to time, and his gloomy eyes would examine him unscrupulously, as if he was trying a criminal who had committed a heinous crime. Cyrus guessed that he probably wanted to use Legilimency, but it had no effect on him.

As for the time being in class, there is no need to mention it. Snape almost had the words "I dislike you" written on his face.

"Ms. Weasley - could you please tell me what effects dragon blood has?"

During the last Potions class before Christmas, Snape called Cyrus very pointedly and asked him a question that made him feel heartbroken.

"Twelve, sir." Cyrus stood up.

He almost thought Snape was going to ask him what he could get by adding powdered narcissus root to wormwood infusion. He didn't expect it to be just about the use of dragon's blood. But this was indeed in the first grade textbook.

"The twelve uses of dragon blood were discovered and summarized by Headmaster Dumbledore. Dragon blood has the functions of stopping bleeding, relieving pain, and healing... It can be used to make various cleaning agents, freckle removal potions, and treat warts."

"You are right—" He was obviously unhappy, "Then why don't you tell me more about the effects of Phoenix Tears?"

"But sir, we don't learn from the Phoenix." Cyrus said without showing any weakness.

"But I think you might need to know - about the uses of Phoenix tears, Runespoor venom, Chimera's mane... so that when you are poisoned you know what can save your life, what do you think?" He was almost saying that he already knew, you - "Ginny Weasley" was the despicable thief.

But Cyrus was unmoved and even expressed his gratitude: "Thank you for your concern, sir. If I can really get so many expensive medicinal herbs, I will definitely remember your warning today."

Snape became even angrier: "Now, tell me what morning dew can be used for!"

"Who knows? Maybe it's for Animagus training." Cyrus shook his shoulders. Obviously, this was an extremely perfunctory answer, because Cyrus couldn't have a chrysalis. Moreover, this wasn't even his own body.

"You better!" said Snape angrily.

Cyrus had been facing Snape's challenges for almost the entire class, but he had resolved them one by one. In the end, Snape still deducted five points from Gryffindor on the grounds that he hadn't said the get out of class was over yet and you were restless in your seat.

"He doesn't like you..." Luna's unique voice, as if her soul had been pulled out, came over.

Cyrus turned his head and saw a girl with bulging eyes and strange clothes.

"Obviously," Cyrus began.

How could he beg a middle-aged teacher who had just been persecuted by him to like him? Moreover, it was well known that Snape only liked Lily.

"You look weird, but better than before." Luna shook her hair lightly and jumped away like an elf.

Cyrus couldn't help but be amazed at the other party's amazing intuition.

He separated from his Ravenclaw classmates on the eighth floor, and as he walked through the entrance hall, he noticed a number of people gathered at the notice board in the common room.

"What's going on?"

"They're going to have a dueling club."

"It's our first gathering tonight."

Fred and George, two good brothers, came out to explain to their sister "Ginny".

"I have a plan—" Fred had never been so enthusiastic before, hugging his sister's shoulders and said excitedly, "Remember the last time you cast a spell on Marcus in the stadium?"

"Why? Are you worried that he will retaliate against me?"

"But we all agree that you shouldn't be afraid, right?" George and Fred looked at him with affirmative eyes.

"Of course I'm not afraid. He can even ask Snape to come in person." Cyrus didn't take it seriously at all.

"That's right! If you were this confident in front of Harry, he would definitely fall in love with you!"

Cyrus just rolled his eyes, but neither of the two brothers took it seriously.

Fred continued, "We think this is an opportunity. The Slytherin team has been giving us trouble these days. It's rare to have a chance to have a fair fight."

"So? What do you want me to do?"

"Find the Slytherin juniors—"

"It would be even better if it was Draco Malfoy!" George added, "Don't forget that his father gave us trouble during the summer vacation."

"——Give them a good beating!" The two said in unison, with absolute certainty! "If they intend to cause trouble, then of course I will do so." Cyrus nodded.

Perhaps Percy heard their movements, and came out from the crowd. He stopped Cyrus behind him as if to prevent thieves, and looked at Fred and George warily: "What are you two talking about with Ginny?"

"Nothing." The twins looked at each other immediately, their lips curled up, "I just feel that the Slytherin students are in trouble!"

"Whatever you decide to do, I advise you not to lead Ginny astray!" Percy warned, "Or I'll tell Mom!"

With that, Percy forcibly dragged Cyrus away from the two troublemakers.

Fred and George looked at each other, and then simultaneously made exaggerated, funny, and very hurt expressions: "Oh my God! He actually thinks we are going to lead Ginny astray!"

"Ginny doesn't need us to lead her astray!" George added.

The implication is that Ginny is a "genius" in her own right. She dared to cast a spell on a seventh year in her first year. Who else could do that? Another implication is that it was not them who led Ginny astray, but someone else. They had long discovered that Ginny often shared the toilet with Harry and the others during this period.

Being with four people is more than exciting, it’s simply thrilling!

"Ignore them," Percy said, patting Cyrus on the shoulder, "You're not like them, Ginny!"

His tone was filled with great anticipation.

"Almost all the professors have praised you for your excellent performance. Hermione also told me that you are very studious. This is a good thing!" Percy said. He automatically ignored Snape because Snape never praised others, let alone Gryffindor.

"If you keep going like this, you can become a prefect in your fifth year like me and get all the OWL certificates. After your seventh year, we can strive to become the president of the student union, and then enter the Ministry of Magic after graduation and seek a good position." Percy said excitedly.

The position of student union president at Hogwarts is still very important.

After all, it was the only magic school in the UK, and Percy became Barty Crouch's assistant almost as soon as he graduated. Although there were some other factors involved, there was no doubt that if you planned to get a promising job in the Ministry of Magic, the identity of the student union president would be enough to make your path smooth.

"Perhaps you think all this is still too far away, but I think we should make plans early! First of all, I suggest that you take all the elective courses in your third grade. I won't go into the specific reasons, but I hope you can do it. Although it's a little tiring, you know, for families like ours, many people actually look down on us..."

Percy paused, swallowed his words, and patted Cyrus on the back. "I shouldn't tell you this, but no matter what, work hard, okay? Don't learn from Fred and George, they are not good role models. And don't learn from Ron, he is too playful and has no goals at all. He never knows what he is doing."

My dears, it is really important to read a novel now. Please don't keep the book for a long time, otherwise it will easily die. Thank you very much, I love you!      (End of this chapter)


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