Chapter 601: The Guardians of Hogwarts, the Two Slytherins Who Suffer the Most (1/2)

Chapter 601 The Guardian of Hogwarts, the two Slytherins who suffered the most

"Professor Snape, no, Headmaster Snape, listen to my excuse.

No, listen to my explanation." Aaron smiled embarrassedly, "It's just a misunderstanding."

"You said it was a misunderstanding?" Alecto pointed at Amycus' face in disbelief. What misunderstanding could beat someone to the point where his own sister could hardly recognize him.

"It's just a misunderstanding." Aaron said seriously, "Professor Amycus wanted to use the Cruciatus Curse on me just now, and Abe was eager to protect his master and stopped him in time.

As for why he was beaten like this... I guess it didn't expect the professor of Hogwarts to be so weak!"

Hearing this, Amycus felt a blockage in his chest and almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

It's too much bullying, this is a naked mockery, and in front of so many people.

If Abe hadn't attacked him by surprise, knocked down his wand, and pinned him down, how could he be so embarrassed?

Wizards are not warriors. Even if Gryffindor was resurrected, it might not win in a close fight with a dragon.

"Alecto, take Professor Amycus to the school hospital first.

Take care of the redness and swelling on his teeth and face, and I'll come find you later."

"Got it, Professor Snape."

Alecto glared at Aaron fiercely, and then helped Amycus leave.

"As for you, Mr. Gaius.

I don't care if this is a misunderstanding or not, your pet has caused great trauma to Professor Amycus..."

"I admit the trauma, but it's really not huge." Aaron said weakly, "Abe is my family dragon that I have raised since he was a child. He is well-educated and knows his limits. He will recover in ten days or half a month at most."

Snape:......

"Put him in detention and find me in the principal's office at nine o'clock in the evening."

"Okay, professor." Aaron rolled his eyes and said reluctantly.

After Snape left, there was a cheer in the classroom, as if they had won a victory.

"Let's all restrain ourselves!" Aaron said speechlessly, "I can only teach him a lesson, but as long as these two Carlos are still working in the school, there will be plenty of opportunities to deal with students."

"Can we drive them away?" Seamus asked.

"Good question, but don't ask it next time.

Especially in front of so many people, maybe someone will sell you out."

He didn't plan to drive the Carrows away for the time being. Although their teaching style was too extreme, no one knew what kind of Death Eaters would replace them. What if they were worse?

And it was not up to him, a student, to decide whether to drive them away or not.

Seamus' heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look at the Slytherin students. Sure enough, some of them looked at him with mockery.

......

School hospital.

Madam Pomfrey helped Amycus fill his teeth, applied herbs to reduce swelling, and was sent away by Snape.

"Severus, help me get revenge." Amycus said angrily.

"How can I help you?" Snape looked at him angrily, "I warned you not to mess with him, but you seem to have turned a deaf ear to my words.

You are lying here now because of your own fault, and you don't deserve any sympathy at all."

"It's really not my fault." Amycus explained awkwardly, "I thought my identity as a professor could suppress him."

"What do you think?" Snape laughed angrily, "Why do you think that a wizard who can give the Dark Lord a headache and most Death Eaters find difficult will be at your mercy?"

"But this is a trap he dug for me, I didn't want to do anything to him."

"Did you not think about it, or did you not have time?" Snape asked coldly, "As long as you dare to point your wand at him, he has a reason to defend himself.

A dignified magician can't even cast spells silently, right? He won't wait until he is cursed before fighting back."

"This time it's Ah Miccus was planted, but he had to punish him. "Alexito said," And that dragon, you have to find a way to kill. "" Do you say you want to kill me? " "Don't you think that Aaron Guus will make his pets so easily? Even if you hand it out, will the dragon be honestly stuck under the knife? If this murderer is forced to the road, it will also force us to death." Is that case, "If you can't suppress his arrogance, then then, then that, then he can't suppress his arrogance. Then Education reform will inevitably produce a lot of twists and turns. A few minutes later, Snape seemed to have thought of something and murmured softly, "This is the only way."

"Is there a solution?" Amycus asked expectantly.

"A solution that is not a solution." Snape said lightly, "Notify the Ministry of Magic. I remember that the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures of the Ministry of Magic has a Dragon Research and Control Office, right?"

The Carrows looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

I almost forgot that the Ministry of Magic is under their control, so what is there to worry about? Isn't it easy to let someone come to help?

"Don't be happy too early. Even if the law is on our side, the most we can do is to drive the dragon out of Hogwarts.

It is impossible to kill it without the combined efforts of ten powerful Death Eaters."

"It's enough to drive it away."

Amycus's face twitched with excitement, and he felt that his body had recovered a lot of strength.

If there was no dragon, Gaius could only stare blankly even if he wanted to hinder their education reform.

"I'll remind you one last time. You'd better be more restrained when he's around. You don't have to teach students in class!"

"Got it." Alecto said weakly. If Amycus hadn't tried it first, she might be the one lying here now.

"Also, Amycus, you don't have to go to class this week."

"What?"

"First take good care of your injuries. At least heal your face. Otherwise, no one will recognize you when you go out.

I'll take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class first and won't hold you back."

"Thanks, Severus." Amycus said gratefully.

"Who made me the headmaster? I have to live up to the Dark Lord's trust, right?"

After saying that, Snape turned and walked towards the door. The Carrows respectfully watched him leave the hospital wing. .

This time they were convinced by Snape. He was not greedy for credit and knew to think about his subordinates. He was definitely a breath of fresh air among the Death Eaters.

......

On the other side, in the Slytherin common room.

Clea found the witch who was punished by Amycus yesterday and brought her to Aaron.

"Elron is here to thank you, don't you want to say something?"

"Thank you, senior." Elron looked straight into Aaron's eyes and blushed shyly.

Aaron put away the notebook with the magic circle and looked at the grateful eyes of the junior Slytherin meaningfully, "I can help you vent your anger, but it doesn't mean that you will be safe in the future.

You are a half-blood wizard. Although I have changed the atmosphere of Slytherin over the years, as long as you are good enough, no one will talk about bloodline, but the Carlo brothers and sisters don't think so.

If you want to protect yourself better, you have to find a way to make yourself stronger."

"Will the senior teach me?" Elron asked expectantly.

"No, I don't have that much time, but someone can teach you.

Go find Xilin, she is your senior in the sixth grade, and she is also half of my student, but she has learned my low profile.

Tell me my name, she will teach you, but how much you can learn depends on yourself."

"Thank you, senior." Ai Luoen bowed respectfully, then looked at Keliya, "Thank you too, senior."

"Go back to the dormitory and rest!" Keliya patted her shoulder.

"Yeah!"

"You offended Amycus to death today."

"Didn't you ask me to do it?" Aaron rolled his eyes speechlessly, "Originally, I could live in peace with them, at least before the contract expired.

But after today, they will start to target me."

"As if I don't let you do it, you will turn a blind eye." Claire snorted, "I just want you to make up your mind. Sooner or later, you will offend him. Is there any difference between earlier and later?"

"No difference, but more small troubles will inevitably affect your mood.

But it doesn't matter. Choosing to tolerate in order to avoid small troubles will still affect your mood."

"I understand." Claire smiled, "By the way, is Hermione going well?"

"I don't know, I will contact her soon.

But before that, I have to meet with our Slytherin Dean first. It's almost time now." Aaron shrugged and then walked out of the common room with Abe.

Arriving at the third floor of the castle, Aaron recited a password to the ugly giant stone beast.

"Pureblood."

The stone beast jumped aside, and the wall behind him split in half, revealing the spiral staircase hidden behind.

Aaron climbed the stairs and went straight to the headmaster's office on the eighth floor.

"Huh!"

Aaron pushed open the familiar oak door, strode in, and set up a soundproof magic for the door.

The furnishings in the office were almost unchanged, except that the person behind the desk was replaced by Severus Snape, and there was a portrait of Dumbledore on the wall.

"Good evening, Professor Snape."

"Not good at all." Snape said coldly, "I know you will definitely conflict with them, but this is only the second day!"

"Amycus used a curse to punish a freshman in Slytherin yesterday. You, the dean, can't give her justice, but I, the prefect, can't just turn a blind eye!"

Snape's mouth twitched, "Can't you discuss it with me in advance? I have to appease two Death Eaters without any preparation."

"Next time for sure." Aaron didn't care, "But professor, you are their immediate superior after all, there is no need to lower yourself so much!"

"Only if we stabilize the two of them, the situation in Hogwarts will not get worse."

"Isn't this bad enough?

I don't know much about Muggle research "I don't know what the Defense Against the Dark Arts class has become, but the Defense Against the Dark Arts class has become the Dark Arts class."

"What do you know?" Snape said upset, "Originally, Muggle Studies would become a compulsory course, and I took the risk to convince the Dark Lord.

I told him that a considerable number of pure-blood families looked down on Muggles and would be very disgusted with their children learning Muggle Studies, and he reluctantly agreed to postpone the compulsory reform of Muggle Studies for one semester.

Amycus and Alecto were originally going to be vice-principals, and I had to work hard to persuade them to give up this terrible idea.

What power does the vice-principal have? I don't need to tell him. I'll tell you! They can change some of the school rules and regulations, and the methods of punishing students will become more cruel. "

"Great." Aaron gave a thumbs up, "You are worthy of being the headmaster of Hogwarts."

"I can't delay for long."

"Professor, I have an immature idea." Aaron pondered for a while, and quietly made a throat-cutting gesture, "Why not just kill them?"

"What?" Snape was shocked, "Are you crazy?"

"Just a joke!

I also know that killing them will definitely not work, but the Imperius Curse..."

"This No way." Snape said tiredly, "Unless you can guarantee that the Dark Lord or other Death Eaters will not come to Hogwarts before the final battle, otherwise the hidden danger will be too great."

"Okay! You are the headmaster, I will listen to you."

Snape was silent for a moment, and said with entanglement: "I will watch over the school, but Harry Potter... you promised me that you would protect him."

Aaron raised his eyebrows, and a gold galleon was bounced into the air and landed steadily in his palm, "Hermione and I can keep in touch through it."

"Just contact?" Snape was a little dissatisfied.

"When I'm ready, I'll leave Hogwarts and help them."

"Are you serious?" Snape asked in surprise, "But how can you?"

"I just give Harry some advice occasionally, and I haven't hindered the Death Eaters, so it's not a violation of the contract." Aaron said lightly, "Only I, the person who designed the contract, know how big the loopholes in the contract signed with Voldemort are.

The contract is very simple for me. As long as I don't meet the Dark Lord or the Death Eaters, I can do whatever I want. If I meet them, both sides will just be wary of each other and not interfere with each other.

In general, all the conditions are in my favor."

"Foresight." Dumbledore's portrait praised.

"Shut up, you old bastard." Aaron angrily cursed at the portrait, "If I had known that you would be dead at that time, I would not have signed that kind of contract.

Once Harry died, I would be the one in trouble, but your plan killed Harry, the savior. Dare you say you are not targeting me on purpose?"

Dumbledore's portrait also felt guilty, "In front of all the headmasters of Hogwarts, please give me some face."

"Why?" Aaron sneered. If it was a living person, he might have some scruples, but a portrait was just a byproduct of Dumbledore's thoughts, not even a dead person.

"Your plan is centered around Harry Potter, but Professor Snape and I are the ones who suffer the most.

He's better off. After killing you, he's basically out of trouble.

But what about me? I really don't want to follow your plan, but even for my own sake, I hope Harry Potter can live a little longer, not to mention that Hermione is still in his team.

But what happens after we find those Horcruxes? The soul fragments in Harry's body were strangled by Voldemort himself. He may not die, but I will definitely have to face Voldemort and his army."