Chapter 414 Snape's Anger

Mag's nostrils were flaring, and her thin lips were not only pursed into an arched line, it was formed by gritting her teeth too hard.

She looked angrily at the silent student with his head lowered in front of him. His thin cheeks were as pale as paper, and only his cheekbones were abnormally red.

"How dare you. How dare you."

Mag slapped her hands on the table, making a dull sound, and stood up suddenly. The little wizards were startled and looked at her in fear.

"At this time, when all the major magic schools around the world gather at Hogwarts."

Mag's voice became deeper and deeper, but the anger contained in it became stronger and stronger.

At the next moment, Professor McGonagall's angry voice suddenly rose:

"Attacked classmates! Destroyed the common room! Seriously injured 22 people! Water from the Black Lake poured in! 45 people were slightly injured!"

She clenched her fist and slammed it on the desk, causing the ink bottle on the desk to vibrate. The little wizards became more and more frightened.

"I don't understand what kind of thing makes you attack your classmates in such a vicious way.

Even torn apart was used! Lester Selwyn! Should I be grateful that your dismemberment spell was too lame, so that the other party was 'only' covered in wounds instead of being shattered into pieces? "

A senior Slytherin with a shoehorned face shook his head uncertainly. He did not dare to refute McGonagall, but he was obviously very unconvinced.

"And you, Draco Malfoy, captain of the Hogwarts Warriors. Well, you are really outstanding. I heard that you were the first to pull out the wand and knocked down several classmates.

What a great deal! "

Mag's voice became more and more severe:

"I should really applaud you. Look, how powerful our chosen warriors are. They knocked down two people in just one moment. Then they not only withstood the attacks of others but also knocked down a few more!"

Malfoy raised his head with a faint blush on his pale face, and he said angrily and urgently:

"But Professor McGonagall."

"Shut up! I don't want to hear your explanation now! No matter what, we must not point the wand at our classmates and chant harmful spells, let alone this is Hogwarts!"

McGonagall interrupted him mercilessly, and Malfoy could only shut his mouth unwillingly, because he knew that McGonagall was right, and those pure-bloods were deliberately provocative with words.

Generally speaking, as long as you are not caught red-handed with verbal provocations and insults, nothing will happen. However, it is different when you do something offensive. Whoever does it first will be unlucky.

Professor McGonagall closed her eyes, took a few deep breaths, and said in an extremely disappointed voice:

"Suspension - yes, although I cannot withdraw because of the contract with the Goblet of Fire, I will apply to Professor Dumbledore to have Miss Granger take your place."

Pony's face instantly turned pale and there was no blood at all. He looked at Professor McGonagall in disbelief and said tremblingly:

"Professor, suspension?"

Malfoy never expected that he would receive this punishment. It was like a bolt from the blue. He was stunned. His whole body was as stiff as a piece of wood, and his lips closed weakly a few times.

In just a moment, my eyes were filled with tears:

"Professor, please do it differently. Anything will do. Please."

There was a dull laugh from the extreme purebloods. They looked at Malfoy and the other shocked little wizards who didn't know what to do with vicious eyes. Even Professor McGonagall was standing not far away and couldn't stop them. They engage in gloating taunts.

Professor McGonagall turned around suddenly, with unprecedented disappointment and disgust in her blue eyes, staring coldly at the extremely pure-blooded little wizards:

"Your behavior is even more outrageous and shameful!"

The ultra-purebloods trembled for a moment, but they reacted immediately. They complained one after another and shouted:

"Professor, we are innocent."

"We didn't do anything and Malfoy attacked us."

"After he became a warrior, he became arrogant and often looked down on his classmates and our family."

"It's about family honor. We just had a few arguments with him."

"We really didn't say anything, and we didn't say that dirty word - we just said that a little person made of mud and water is not a human being, it is a vile and dirty thing."

Shameless! Professor McGonagall felt a tightness in her chest, and countless school rules were tumbling through her mind, trying to find the most severe punishment.

"Bang!"

The door to the office was pushed open, and Snape walked in with a gloomy face, his robes billowing behind him. He had just sent all the injured students to the school infirmary, and had received a lot of complaints from Madam Pomfrey.

The school nurse asked angrily whether Hogwarts had been invaded. Snape couldn't even reply, so he could only forcefully put the students into bed, and immediately hurried to Professor McGonagall's office. .

I happened to meet Zhang Xiao at the door. The dean and executive vice dean of Slytherin looked at each other, and without saying anything in a very tacit understanding, they just pushed the door open and entered.

As soon as Zhang Xiao entered the door, he happened to hear the shouts of the pure blood. Without thinking, he took out his wand and pointed it at the extreme pure blood who kept shouting.

The electric light flashed, and a blue magic spell shot straight away. Along with the dazzling electric sparks, several people fell back with trembling screams.

This set of movements flowed like water, and the speed was so fast that Mag didn't even have time to stop it.

She looked at Zhang Xiao in shock, not just her, but the other little wizards as well. Malfoy bit his lip and almost cried loudly.

The strong wind knows the strong grass, and the rough wind knows the sincere minister!

Zhang Nengchu! He's really up to something!

"Zhang! What are you doing? Are you crazy?"

Although Professor McGonagall was also angry at the shamelessness of those extreme pure-bloods, she still couldn't accept openly attacking students in front of her.

Of course, Zhang Xiao knew that this old-fashioned professor had strong principles. Before her bottom line was touched, she must focus on maintaining order.

"Professor, as soon as I came in, I heard them insulting me in the most vicious way. According to the school rules, I have the right to fight back to a certain extent. As you just saw, I used a controlling spell and did not cause any harm to them. Physical harm."

Zhang Xiao looked at the extremely pure-blood lying on the ground, rubbing his body in pain, as if he had seen a ghost, and said angrily:

"Not only that, I also ask you to impose additional punishments on them!"

"You're talking nonsense, we didn't insult you!"

"This is blatant revenge!"

The purebloods screamed angrily. The electric shock didn't hurt much, but it was extremely painful. They suppressed the pain in their bodies and yelled.

Zhang Xiao said seriously:

“I come from the East, and in our legends, people are made of mud and water.

Are people squeezed by mud and water despicable beings?

Isn't this an insult? "

ah?

Those purebloods looked confused and even forgot about the physical pain. They never thought that the sentence they wanted to expand the word mudblood actually involved another insult.

"Or" Zhang Xiao's eyes narrowed: "Aren't you insulting me, that means you are a dirtbag?"

Mag's anger suddenly calmed down a lot. He had always wanted to give them a punishment that met the regulations, but the penalty of passive counterattack was too high and it was destined to do nothing to them.

But now once they admit to insulting others with forbidden words, the punishment will be completely different.

The purebloods looked at each other, and now a very serious question was before them.

Whether to admit that they insulted Zhang or that they insulted Malfoy was a question, and they suddenly realized that they couldn't choose either one.

"Enough!"

Snape, who had been silent next to him, seemed to explode, roaring out.

Everyone was startled. Professor McGonagall's eyebrows were raised. She opened her mouth, and suddenly remembered that all the people involved were members of Slytherin. She felt that it was better to leave it to the head of Slytherin. More appropriate.

Snape's face was colder than ever before, and his dark eyes revealed an emotion that others couldn't see.

But everyone felt it, it was a kind of anger that could be suppressed to the extreme, an anger that was almost uncontrollable.

The aura that Snape exuded was so terrifying that even McGonagall was vaguely worried.

"Lester Selvin, Hooch Burke, Stephen Avery" Snape looked indifferently at the few extreme purebloods who were provoking trouble on the opposite side, and whispered their names in his mouth.

It was like a poisonous snake hissing and spitting out its message.

"According to my understanding, when Draco Malfoy revealed that his dance partner was Hermione Granger," Snape pursed his lips and said, "Hermione Granger, you said something to him. It was an insult, wasn’t it?”

Several purebloods shook their heads crazily, trying to deny it in horror.

Professor McGonagall's eyes suddenly widened, and she took a breath. She already understood the reason for Snape's abnormal behavior, and became the only person here who had figured everything out.

Zhang Xiao looked at the group of extreme purebloods with mocking eyes.

The matter between Snape and Lily was an extremely secret matter. Even Sirius only knew that the relationship between Snape and Lily seemed to be good in the past, but he had no idea about the deeper entanglement.

Even McGonagall only knew roughly that after entering Hogwarts, Snape naturally got close to the Death Eaters, and Lily, although excellent, was what purebloods called a 'Mudblood'.

They laughed at her wantonly, and Snape must have been in pain. He didn't know what to do, and when others laughed at his sweetheart, he shamefully chose to cower and retreat.

He even humiliated Lily in the same way while losing his mind.

This is the pain point in Snape's life, and it is also a scar that cannot be touched, a place where he will fall out with anyone who touches him.

Nowadays, Malfoy's dance partner is Hermione, the excellent Slytherin and the excellent Gryffindor Muggle witch, and they always have the annoying Potter by their side.

That moment is exactly like this moment.

Under the insult of the ultra-pure bloods, Malfoy angrily pulled out his wand and stood up, just like Snape had done countless times in his dreams, he pulled out his wand and stood in front of the Death Eaters, saying Angry shouts:

"Shut your shit-spewing mouths, that's my girl!"

Malfoy has become what Snape dreamed of living. This is not Malfoy, but his younger self!

The curse that I had not cast when I was a boy was finally cast in another outstanding Slytherin more than ten years later.

No matter what, Snape would never tolerate Malfoy being a little wronged. On the contrary, he would do his best to help Malfoy.

Because he was helping his past self to achieve that beautiful dream.

Snape turned around, and the wind he brought blew up his robes:

"Minerva, what is the result of Draco's treatment?"

"Suspended, became a substitute, sentenced to confinement, and compulsory labor." McGonagall drove away the previous distracting thoughts and said seriously.

Snape snorted coldly, and he rarely fought back strongly:

"I don't think this treatment is appropriate. As a Slytherin warrior and a Hogwarts warrior, he chose to stand up when facing a small group of students with bad intentions trying to insult another Hogwarts warrior."

He emphasized: "I think this is a very, very brave thing. It should be appreciated."

"No, no, no, professor, we didn't, we really didn't!"

Several people shook their heads frantically. They were frightened by Snape's expression and the negative emotions he exuded. They always felt that he would take out all kinds of poisons and force them to drink them in the next moment.

"So you are insulting me?" Zhang Xiao took a step forward and shouted exaggeratedly: "International incident! You insulted a warrior from the East! As the heir of the East, I will let our country's department lodge a diplomatic protest against you. I can't allow someone to insult my nation without any consequences!"

Several people opened and closed their mouths helplessly. Diplomatic incidents are more terrible than simple campus conflicts, because the one responsible for judging them is no longer the school rules, but the real Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

According to the extent of their insults, they might even be thrown into Azkaban for a month!

Ordinary wizards may not know, but as pure-bloods, how could they not know that Fudge had a big fall in the East, which directly led to his resignation?

That place is so powerful, who still thinks that the East is a weak and bullied place?

Now this powerful Ministry of Magic in the East wants to protest against British students for insulting the heir there with extreme words similar to "mudblood". Isn't this a direct reflection in Azkaban?

That damn place doesn't even want to stay for a day, let alone a month!

The extreme purebloods quickly figured out who was more important, and they shrugged their heads and whispered that they had insulted Malfoy and Hermione.

"So, Minerva, this is our internal affairs, is it okay to leave it to me?" Snape's voice was unprecedentedly light.

Professor McGonagall nodded slowly: "This is your power and responsibility, Severus."

Snape laughed a chilling cold laugh, strode forward, grabbed the collars of those people, and dragged them outside.

Just when he was about to go out, the youngest Slytherin headmaster in history suddenly turned his head and stared at Malfoy.

With an inexplicable emotion, he whispered:

"You've done a good job, don't give up, it would be best if you can.

always"

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